Chapter Eighty-Four: Concern
The disciple of the Sword Sect was also stunned when he looked at the coldness in Luo Yunmo's eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, do you want to take them all out?"
Luo Yunmo nodded, "Yes." ”
He put everything in a storage bag that Luo Yunmo gave him. After Luo Yunmo took it, he turned around and left. I saw a lot of monks who had seen her clean up the woman outside.
That look is still meaningful, and it's too complicated to do it.
Luo Yunmo didn't care about this, just left.
She felt a little stuffy now.
The stuffiness that came from the mouth.
Out of the building. There was no one outside. All that was left was the light of the illuminator, and the starlight unique to the night sky.
The wind caressed his face, Luo Yunmo's condensed eyes faded slightly, and he began to enjoy this unique peace.
If she was still in another world, she would never stay here so late, but now she is used to some things at night.
The pace became brisk.
The expression on the girl's face also became much more relaxed.
Suddenly, I heard a voice calling her name from behind.
Luo Yunmo's footsteps did not stop, and he kept moving forward. It's like you didn't hear those voices.
Until a man ran in front of Luo Yunmo. Panting at her.
His eyes were full of confusion and some negative emotions.
Luo Yunmo's eyes became solemn.
"If you don't want your eyes, just say it. ”
The sound is a direct threat.
The disciple's body stiffened suddenly, and his eyes immediately turned respectful, and he didn't dare to put on the expression just now.
Say. What's up. ”
Luo Yunmo felt that he should not go out today, maybe he was too old. Otherwise, everything that she found annoying would have come over.
The disciple saluted and said, "The head of the sect has an order, please Luo Daoyou go to the main hall." ”
Luo Yunmo suddenly smiled and didn't say anything. But the smile is extremely beautiful.
She took out a table, a chair, and a tea set out after sitting down.
Brewed with good spiritual tea, and a few plates of dim sum.
Drink tea and eat snacks. It's a pleasant taste.
The disciple of the Sword Sect was also shocked by Luo Yunmo's operation. Stunned to watch her do these things.
But watching Luo Yunmo slowly drinking tea, eating snacks, and brushing Lingjian twice from time to time.
He suddenly panicked, "Luo Daoyou, the head is anxious to see you." ”
"Let's go. ”
Luo Yunmo raised his eyes to look at him, as if smiling.
"Wait a minute, don't worry. ”
The disciple of the Sword Sect was so anxious that he couldn't do it, "Luo Daoyou, the head of the sect is invited, if you are late, you will lose the face of the head of the sect." ”
Luo Yunmo still smiled: "Whose head is that?" She asked this sentence intentionally or unintentionally.
The Sword Sect disciple was stunned: "Ours." ”
Luo Yunmo snapped his fingers and took a sip of tea, "It's yours, not mine." ”
What kind of face do you have, and use the face of your head to press me?
After knowing the meaning of Luo Yun's words, the disciple of the Sword Sect was so embarrassed that he couldn't do it. He was just an ordinary disciple. I heard a personal disciple say that Luo Yun from Luoshan was invited to come, but he had to deliberately dry her for a while.
Now, Luo Yunmo sat on a chair and drank tea comfortably. His eyes were still half-narrowed.
He panicked.
If you mistake the master's business, let alone become a personal disciple, you can be expelled from the door to be a sprinkler disciple.
So before Luo Yunmo could say anything, he just took the initiative to lower his posture, "Luo Daoyou, in fact, the head of the sect is discussing some things with a few elders and a few gentlemen from Luoshan. ”
"Would like to ask your opinion. ”
"If you're late, it's not good. ”
Luo Yunmo chuckled: "What's so good." ”
"Tell Lin Lang to come to me. ”
That disciple knew that Luo Yunmo had a good relationship with their Uncle Lin, and his heart became even more flustered.
If Uncle Lin knew that he had helped them to bully Luo Daoyou, he would definitely not let him go.
He could only stubbornly say: "Lin, Senior Uncle Lin Lang is not in the Sword Sect now. ”
Luo Yunmo raised his eyes to look at him.
He continued: "The matter of Poria County, the head of the sect sent Senior Brother Lin Lang to deal with it. ”
Let Lin Lang deal with such a big matter alone?
What did the head of the Sword Sect think?
Because Lin Lang was an acquaintance, Luo Yunmo naturally favored him.
Lin Lang is not here, so can Lin Chen.
Luo Yunmo made up her mind anyway, if she didn't come, she wouldn't go. Anyway, there are too many disgusting things in the Sword Sect, and if she goes to see it, she is worried that her little heart will be hurt.
The disciples of the Sword Sect must have heard of Lin Chen's name, and their bodies were even stiffer.
She, she actually knew Uncle Lin Chen.
Heaven is going to kill me.
Luo Yunmo didn't care how much impact this incident had on this guy, he just leisurely drank tea there.
The Sword Sect disciple gritted his teeth and ran out again.
Luo Yunmo held the teacup in his fingers and shook it lightly a few times, his eyes overflowing with the faint fragrance of tea, and he became even deeper.
That Sword Sect disciple still has some skills. Luo Yunmo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he looked at the familiar masked man walking over.
Hands resting on the table, fingers tapping, thoughtful.
Lin Chen walked in front of the girl who was generous even if she was sitting on a chair, and her voice did not rise and fall a little: "I'm here, let's go." ”
Luo Yunmo smiled and nodded.
That Sword Sect disciple had been sending the two of them to the door of the council hall.
Luo Yunmo and Lin Chen entered the meeting hall.
It's brightly lit. Not only the people from the Sword Sect and Luoshan, but also a few old men that Luo Yunmo had never seen before.
The arrival of the two of them seems to have attracted some attention. Lin Chen is a well-known cultivator in the Sword Sect, and there are no major competitions or secret realms, so he will not easily move around outside.
Luo Yunmo is the personal disciple of the dean of Luoshan Academy, and his talent is a rare Heavenly Spirit Twin Spirit Root, and he is a character who must be cultivated well no matter which sect he goes to.
The combination of the two is not abrupt. It's all that kind of cold temperament.
Even the people of the Sword Sect couldn't help but sigh when they saw it, there was an inexplicable sense of harmony.
Of course, just thinking about it, Luoshan and Youyun Zhuo's family made a marriage contract for the juniors of the two families early.
Therefore, although Luo Yunmo is not very old, he is also one of the few "married" people.
Married here refers to having the name of the marriage contract.
Mr. Tang sat on the seat and was happy to see their praise for Luo Yunmo. Even the look in his eyes when he looked at that Lin Chen was much better.
These days, I'm busy arguing with this group of old immortals of the Sword Sect, and I'm going to be angry, so let's look at the performance of the younger generation.
Luo Yunmo walked to the place where Mr. Tang and Mr. Qingyun were sitting, first saluted respectfully, and then sat down.
I didn't have the slightest intention of talking to the same young people gathered over there.
In a group of old men who are almost 1,000 years old, Luo Yunmo feels that he can already move towards a retirement life.
Mr. Tang remembered that Luo Yunmo's master asked him to let the little girl get along with her peers. Always following them, living like an old-fashioned person, how boring.
When Luo Yunmo faced elders and outsiders, his sitting posture was generally very elegant. The body is straight, and the eyes do not squint.
Seeing Mr. Tang turning his head towards her, he hurriedly listened to it.
He told her to spend more time with the people over there.
Luo Yunmo glanced over there a few times, was silent for a moment, looked at Mr. Tang's hopeful gaze, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes. ”
I got up and walked over slowly. But I thought to myself, sir, you may not know that I almost strangled a girl to death in front of them today.
No matter how good-looking she looks, this reputation has spread like this.
Luo Yunmo felt that she should be ruthless and murderous in the eyes of this group of people now......
Anyway, on the way to the villain, he is galloping.
But these are things that must not be told to the gentleman. Otherwise, if the master knows, it will be inevitable to rule Luoshan a thousand times. Luo Yunmo slowly walked to the side of the group of people, ignoring the complicated looks they cast. He just leaned diagonally on the edge of the pillar beside him.
Unfamiliar illusions can't pretend to be indifferent. I can only take out an anecdote and read it.
When you see something interesting, you can't be free to curl your lips. It may have been that the previous act that scared them. No matter what, he didn't dare to get close to her.
Let Luo Yunmo thoroughly enjoy some peace.
Suddenly, several figures were cast on the book.
Luo Yunmo raised his head and saw several disciples dressed in brocade clothes embroidered with green bamboo.
Curiously, he asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”
The clever and cute person in the lead directly made a peer salute: "Luo Dao is friendly, we are from the Zhuo family of Youyun Continent." ”
Luo Yun finally understood, is it from Zhuo Rong's family?
He continued: "Our young master said that you don't like to be disturbed while you are reading. ”
"So we're standing here silently, and please keep reading. ”
Luo Yunmo shook his head and said with a smile: "How embarrassing it is. ”
"I won't look at it either, anyway, I'll be back in a short time. ”
He didn't force it, just nodded.
Luo Yunmo asked them a few questions with great interest. It's all young people, and they're very energetic. Giggling.
Luo Yunmo observed that the young man who was talking to her should be the leader among them.
That vaguely centered on him.
The man realized Luo Yunmo's question, and smiled heartily: "Mrs. Nan is my aunt. ”
"Zhuo Rong is my cousin. ”
Luo Yun finally understood, so it was, no wonder this young man was a little familiar between his eyebrows. It's Mrs. Nan's nephew.
Under the dim light of the lamp, several young people exchanged friendly ideas. Luo Yunmo's originally depressed mood suddenly dissipated a lot.
Thinking of Zhuo Rong, who has been very busy recently, my heart warmed. Someone was worried about you at that time, and this feeling was really sweet.