The next day, Yun Luo knew what the "punishment" in Qianzhu's mouth meant.

I heard the disciples say that yesterday Xu Ning'er went back to the dormitory, her ears were ringing, her head was splitting, she vomited and diarrhea in the dormitory, she was busy left and right, and the whole Yuening Hall was full of chickens and dogs, and Xu Ning'er tossed until the next morning that she had taken off half her life, and she couldn't even come to class. Yun Luo realized that Qianzhu had cast a spell on the rude girl all night.

Woo, it turns out that Qianzhu is so terrible when she gets angry!

Yan Ruyu seems to have learned wisely, and no longer blatantly troubles them, only occasionally making small moves in secret, but as long as she is in front of Leng Yixiu, she immediately behaves like a docile rabbit, Yun Luo can't help but laugh at this.

bumpered like this, but they were all right until Mozi left and returned to the mountain.

Mozi didn't have much momentum when he came back, presumably he had been notified in advance.

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That day will be one of the most memorable situations in Gong Qianzhu's life, her first encounter with the man who smiled like a spring breeze.

I remember that afternoon, she practiced swords alone in the bamboo forest, and when she was tired, she lay on the ground to rest.

The afternoon sun is very good, dazzling and scorching, and the sun shines on her face through the bamboo forest, which is bright and shining, which is very suitable for an afternoon nap. She was lying lazily on the bamboo leaves that had fallen to the ground, and her chest was covered with a sword book, which was cool and comfortable.

In her sleep, she seemed to see a clean blue, and the man walked slowly towards her, his inky hair glowing slightly golden in the sun, and the dazzling sunlight flickered beside his cheeks, so dazzling that he couldn't see the man's face clearly, and a snow-white fox fur was placed on his arm, and the sound of falling leaves crushing under his feet was the sound of crushing fallen leaves.

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold when you sleep like this?"

The man chuckled, spoiled. He squatted down, took away the book she covered on her chest, and then put the snow-white fox fur on her, and the jade fingertips caressed her cheeks, extremely gentle, as if caressing the only treasure in the world.

She grunted disapprerovingly, and turned her head, but she couldn't bear to wave the man away.

The man smiled lowly again, leaned down and kissed her forehead, and in an instant the sun burst into her forehead with a scorching golden light on his lips.

And that earth-shattering kiss seemed to open a certain door in Gong Qianzhu's body that had been sealed for a long time.

Her slender eyelashes grew slightly, and her whole body gradually condensed into pieces of crystal clear frost, and the frost peeled off piece by piece, as if a layer of skin had been broken outside, and her entire body began to emit a faint golden light, and something in her chest shattered, and a crisp sound came out.

The first seal - unravel.

The man gently curled the corners of his lips, stroked her cheek inch by inch, and sat beside her for a long time.

Bamboo, the long reincarnation, the rebirth of the soul, when we meet, can you still recognize me?

Bamboo, the long story of so many years ago, can you still remember?

Bamboo, don't wait any longer, your star...... It's back.

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After Gong Qianzhu woke up, the man didn't know when he left, she curiously took the white fox fur and studied it for a long time, and twisted her slender eyebrows suspiciously.

Who could it be?

Such a clean and transparent man like a spring breeze, is there such a person around her?

She grabbed the snow-white fox fur, and the scene of the man bowing his head and kissing her forehead suddenly flashed in front of her, and the snow-white skin suddenly burned into a red cloud of fire.

The Xuanwu mirror in her sleeve suddenly flickered strongly, she was startled, and hurriedly put down the fox fur and took out the Xuanwu mirror, in the mirror was Huo Feng's anxious face, and when she saw her, she immediately roared and spoke:

"Gong Xiaozhu, why are you still there! The head is back, go to Yuehua Palace!"

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"Master~"

A snow-white figure quickly walked through the corridor and headed straight for the Yuehua Palace, calling happily in his mouth.

"Xiaozhu, slow down. A cold voice came from inside the temple.

As soon as his words fell, Gong Qianzhu said "ouch", tripped over the threshold, and fell into the mud.

She raised her head with a sad face, and when she saw the light blue clothes approaching in front of her, Mo Zili leaned over slightly to help her up, with a faint smile in her eyes.

"Why are you still so reckless?"

"I want to see Master soon. Gong Qianzhu looked up at him, he hadn't seen his master for a long time, and he really missed it.

Mo Zili slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "I heard that during the time when the teacher was away, Yan Ruyu and Xu Ning'er have been making trouble for you?"

"No, Master, don't listen to the nonsense of the senior brothers and sisters, they are just joking with Xiaozhu. Gong Qianzhu pulled his sleeve and was coquettish, it was rare that the master was not so cold and unkind, so she didn't let go of this good opportunity.

Mo Zili twisted his eyebrows: "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Oh, maybe it's been cold lately. She didn't care.

Mo Zili held her hand, and the true qi penetrated, and streams of warmth were sent into her body from the palm of her hand.

Gong Qianzhu suddenly felt a lot warmer in his body, and said happily: "Thank you, Master!"

"In the future, they will trouble you again, tell the teacher. Mo Zili pressed her hairy head and instructed.

Gong Qianzhu said with a weak heart: "They don't have it...... By the way, Master, what are you doing when you go out of the mountain this time?"

"Go pick up two people. Mo Zili replied lightly, his gaze moved behind her, "Master of ceremonies, here?"

Gong Qianzhu felt a little dizzy in his head, as if he had heard such a name somewhere.

Don't think about it, the boy in Xuanyi has stood in front of her, the slender folding fan is in his hand, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are full of affection.

"Little nephew, we meet again. ”

As soon as Gong Qianzhu saw him, he was so shocked that he immediately took a step back, pointed at him and said incoherently: "You, you, you...... Is it the scoundrel boy from last time?"

God, this blow is too big, the scoundrel who robbed her Jiuli Zhan by the river in Jiangcheng last time is now blatantly killing Jiu Ge!

She swallowed her saliva, and subconsciously dodged behind Mozi, he must not be an idle person if he can kill Jiu Ge, his half-hung spell may not be able to beat him, or rely on the master's support.

An master of ceremonies is full of black lines, scoundrel son?

Mo Zili raised his eyebrows, and scolded softly: "What scoundrel son? Xiaozhu, don't be rude, this is the junior brother of the teacher, and also your little uncle, An Siyi." ”

Gong Qianzhu's eyes widened in disbelief, was there a mistake? That scoundrel son who was not doing his job was actually the uncle An Si of the Nine Songs!

However, since he is a senior uncle, how can he molest his nephew at will, and how can he do something to rob her of nine glass cups to threaten her?

"What are you still doing in a daze? Come over and see Uncle Shi. Mo Zili dragged her out from behind and scolded softly.

"No......" she whispered, dodging not to look at Anji.

Not to mention that the slap made them tie the strings, she also remembered his rogue behavior of snatching Jiulizhan to coerce her, and asked her to pull down her face and take the initiative to show goodwill, so she couldn't do it.

Even if you have a good temper, some bottom lines can't be moved, not to mention that it's related to the safety of your sister.

"Xiaozhu!" Mozili was really angry, this kid has always been obedient, what's wrong today?

"Little nephew, what's wrong? are you still angry with last time?" An Siyi leaned in front of her, looking like a hippie smile.

She was so out of breath that she involuntarily reached out and pushed him away.

"Right...... I'm sorry, Master......" She almost didn't dare to look up at Mo Zili's face, no need to think about it, it must be gloomy and iron-blue.

"Xiaozhu, is this how the teacher taught you to treat your elders?" Mozili asked in a cold voice.

"Master, please listen to my ......"

"Enough, go to the library to copy the rules of the Nine Songs, and if you can't copy it a hundred times, you are not allowed to come to see me. ”

"Yes......"

Gong Qianzhu turned around in frustration, looking depressed.