"Senior brother!!"

Hua Rong saw that his master left angrily, and after a while, he dared to push the door and run in, "What are you...... What did you say to the master? ”

"Master, is this punishing you for kneeling?"

Han Mo stretched out his hand, relieved the prohibition on his body with the power of his heart, straightened his neck, looked up at him with a gloomy face, and said, "I'm fine, senior brother, go back first." ”

"Are you okay like that?" Hua Rong was frightened by his cold appearance, it has been in the mountains for many days, and it is the first time to see the real face under the kind face of Senior Brother Hanmo.

"You...... Don't blame the master for being angry, the master is discussing in the Fenglingxuan Hall today, and I heard that he was stirred up by Master Ning Shang, so he was angry. ”

"But junior brother, don't worry, the master must be angry with Master Ning Shang, not at you, just wait a few days."

Han Mo lowered his cold white forehead, stared at the ground with his eyes down, and didn't say a word. The inaccessible indifferent aura exuded from his body made Hua Rong's words choke in his throat.

"Teacher......"

Alas, Hua Rong sighed, turned around and walked out, the stubborn nature of the junior brother, I am afraid that he will suffer in the future.

……

A few days later

Feng Lingxuan on the top of the mountain

Murong Feng withdrew the unsheathed long sword in his hand, inserted it back into the scabbard neatly, and turned to look at it, "Senior sister, is it okay with the injuries on your body?" ”

Miao Yuan sat on the ground, controlled the power of the heart in her hand, and quickly hit the branch a hundred meters away, and only after shooting down the bright red and sweet fruit did she open her eyes.

"I'm okay brother, I've been lying down for many days, and if I don't get up and move my muscles and bones, I'm afraid my hands will be raw."

"Senior sister, the power of this spell is now rising, and the power of controlling the power of the heart source is also much stronger, but it is really as the senior brother said, you have a strong understanding and talent in this regard."

"Senior Brother Yu Heng praised it."

Miao Yuan slowly stood up, breathed in the fresh air on the tip of her nose, felt the open vision of the mountains, and said happily: "Senior brother, didn't you say that the master would arrange for you to go down the mountain in the next two days?" Is there such a thing? ”

"Some ......" Murong Feng took the sword and folded his arms around his chest, and he began to feel strange.

It stands to reason that this is a matter mentioned two days ago, so why hasn't there been any movement to this day.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Yu Heng has already been asked to do it, and Senior Brother Yu Heng hasn't had time to tell you yet?"

"It shouldn't be," Murong Feng shook his head, he still saw his senior brother today, if this task was for senior brother to do, senior brother should tell him.

But when the senior brother saw him today, he asked a few words about Miaoyuan's junior sister, and he didn't talk to him about the task at all.

Miao Yuan stepped forward, grabbed the jade plate of the Fei Green Closed Disciple on her waist, and shook it boringly: "Senior brother, why don't we go and ask the master?" It just so happened that after I recovered from my injury, I haven't gone to see the master yet. ”

Murong Feng put down his sword, nodded at her and said, "It's okay, then let's go to the main hall." ”

"Okay, I don't know what my aunt is doing these days, I haven't seen her."

"Coincidentally, I haven't seen Master Ning Shang for several days."

"What?" Miao Yuan followed him towards the main hall, and said with some surprise and doubt: "Didn't you see my aunt either?" Could it be that my aunt hasn't taught in the past few days? ”

"I haven't taught, and I've been teaching by a few other teachers these days."

"How? What about my aunt? ”

Murong Feng walked hurriedly, and was afraid that she would be worried, so he couldn't help but say: "Senior sister, don't worry, Senior Sister Ning Shang may have other things to do, after we have seen the master, just ask Senior Brother Yuheng." ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Yu Heng will definitely know where my aunt has gone."

"Hmm."

The two of them went down the mountain together and rushed to the main hall of Feng Ling Xuan.

At that time, it was noon. The disciples on the various hills had just finished class, and some noisy chattering could be heard in all directions, whether it was south, south, north, west, or in all directions.

Coincidentally, the painting elder of Hibiscus Mountain is free today, and now he is taking a few proud closed disciples into Xiangyu Mountain to compete with several closed disciples under Elder Chu, intending to learn from each other's strengths and make progress together.

Chu Mengcheng is strict with his own disciples, he doesn't care about his own disciples, he still cares.

Yes, he proposed, "Point to point." ”

Painting Qinyan said calmly, and immediately vetoed him: "What is the point to the end?" What's not the point? ”

"Compare and match, if there is no comparison, how can you know the gap between them?"

"Do you know who loses and who wins, who is high and who is low?!"

Chu Mengcheng's face wrinkled, and he looked at him with a bitter face and said, "Great Elder, what are you talking about?" They are all brothers in the same class, compete and compete, just divide the high and low, why bother with so much? ”

"If you don't dwell on them so much, how can you know their shortcomings?"

"That's not better!" Chu Mengcheng walked up to his disciples with his feet up, and stretched out his hand to protect them tightly, for fear that they would be injured, and he also looked like a calf protector who did not allow them to go out to compete, which made people look funny.

"Master, why don't you compare?" The little immortal monarch behind him was arrogant, and he was bound to frustrate their Hibiscus Mountain's sharp spirit.

Yaosheng also shook his head lightly and persuaded in a low voice: "Yes, master, you can't talk angry at this time." ”

They sent a war post from Muhibiscus Mountain, and they took the post from Xiangyushan. How can there be a front foot that takes the post to fight, and the back foot says that it is not comparable.

If this is known to the sect master, he still doesn't know how to count down their master.

Bai Ying, the eldest prince of the fox clan, walked out from behind Chu Mengcheng, bowed down and saluted, "How do you want to compare with Elder Painting?" All the disciples were accompanied. ”

"Bai Ying!!" Chu Meng turned his head to glare at him angrily, this damn stinky boy, didn't you hear him just say that he didn't compare, and he dared to disobey his master's orders.

Hua Qinyan glanced at him, then turned his head and pointed to a few people behind him and said, "One-on-one, as long as you win, you can go." ”

"What if we lose?"

"Lose, they go."

Naturally, they were a few closed disciples under him. It's easy to say, whoever wins, can leave the place. Whoever loses, remains.

It just so happened that there were three closed disciples under Elder Chu, and coincidentally, there were just three closed disciples under Elder Painting.

Bai Ying didn't say a word, raised his foot and walked over to salute Long Sheng, "Senior Brother Long Sheng, in that case, let's start." ”

After the fight early, he had better go back to lie down early.

Even so, there is nothing to refuse.

Seeing this, Yao Sheng also strode over and saluted Hua Rong, "Senior brother, then please give me more advice." ”

"Yao Sheng!!" Chu Mengcheng instantly felt that his chest hurt, one by one, he simply didn't take him seriously.

Can't they see that the elder who painted him today is not good, and they will be guilty later.

Hua Rong nodded and politely replied, "Senior Brother Yaosheng is polite, you and I are both brothers in the same sect, so it's over." ”

"Nature."

"But ......" Hua Rong thought of something, looked at Han Mo who didn't speak on the side, and asked worriedly: "Master, who will the junior brother compete with?" ”

It can't be the golden and precious little immortal king.

"Isn't there still me?" Yuxi pushed away his master's hand and walked out with his feet raised, his face full of arrogance and dignity, and his whole body was indescribably expensive.

"I'm going to compete with him."

Yuxi looked at Han Mo's eyes, but he was disdainful and contemptuous, as if Han Mo's cultivation technique was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Chu Meng patted his head angrily, "Oh, my ancestors, you are really going to be angry with me." ”

It's all said that it's not comparable, it's not comparable, and it's still catching up one by one, it's really.

Hua Qinyan turned his head, glanced at Han Mo, and his tone was unacceptable, "You go to compete with him, you are only allowed to win, not to lose." ”

"Master?!" Hua Rong looked up at him in surprise, not understanding why the master was so strict with Senior Brother.

The master had never said such a strict and strong word to him and Senior Brother Longsheng. Besides, the injuries on the junior brother's body are just right, and he has been learning the sect's swordsmanship day and night in the past few days, and he has not rested well, how can he have so much energy to fight against the junior brother of Yuxi.

Han Mo bowed his body and saluted, "Yes, the disciple respectfully obeys the master's orders." ”

"Senior brother?!"

(End of chapter)