In the middle of the night, the moon finally showed its full appearance. The crooked corner is tilted above the sky, emitting a little dim light, a little naughty, a little desolate.

In the middle of the night, it was surprisingly quiet.

In an unlit study room in Zhulu Academy, a man in white was hurriedly packing his things. The bookshelves that used to be flat are now a mess, open, unopened, a little dusty, and brand new. This book, like a discarded child, lies alone in the afterglow of the night.

The man in white cleaned up seriously, but also panicked. His sweaty hands trembled in the dark room, and when he had packed up all the things he needed, he cautiously got up and let out a breath of turbidity.

A cool breeze blew into the room out of nowhere, and the sweaty man in white suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and this room was as bright as day. With a damn mutter, the man in white still turned around and said to the young man who was leaning against the wall and clasping his hands around his chest, "Disciple Cao Tingfeng, meet the teacher." ”

"Good. The young man replied faintly, and then took a few steps. His good-looking and bright eyes noticed the scattered books, and his brows furrowed slightly, "Listen to the wind, are you going in such a hurry?"

"I didn't ...... Didn't go anywhere......" Cao Tingfeng, the man in white, swallowed his saliva and replied weakly.

The young man sneered, bent down to pick up a book, patted the dust off the book, and said, "I don't know what kind of character you kid has. ”

"Teacher, don't you think this is too partial to Senior Brother Chang'an?" Cao Tingfeng raised his head and looked at his teacher seriously with his eyes. Although the tone was very light, it could still sound a little anger and more than half reluctance.

The young man didn't rush to answer, he first picked up all the books scattered underground, patted them, folded them on the desk, and then looked at Cao Tingfeng, "This is not a preference for Chang'an, listen to the wind, I don't want my disciple to have another protégé like your senior brother." ”

"Teacher, senior brother is right. Cao Tingfeng turned his head, his eyes drooped, and his tone was a little sad and stubborn.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes looked at this Cao Tingfeng for a long time. The man in white under this month, I don't know when he has grown so big, so he should have been friends with his senior brother for only three years. sighed helplessly, "I know that you still have grievances over the years, and I also know that you have a deep relationship with each other." But listen to the wind, his path is wrong, and you want to be like him, who died without a corpse, and had to leave a thought for his loved ones?"

"Teacher, senior brother is not dead! How could a person like him die on the way to ascend to the immortals, the disciple doesn't believe it, the disciple must go to him!" Cao Tingfeng said as he spoke, his eyes turned red at some point. Cao Tingfeng, who had never been so hypocritical in his impression, knelt under his eyes like this, and said sincerely: "The junior brothers and sisters on the mountain are all people, and if you don't listen to the wind, you can't miss the overall situation of the world." I hope the teacher will be perfect, let the students go to the senior brother. ”

"No, I can't. The young man smiled faintly and decisively refused. Under Cao Tingfeng's overwhelmed expression, he smiled softly, "That place is too dangerous for you right now. It just so happens that I'm going to go to that place recently, and I'll help you see if the thug is dead or alive. ”

"Teacher......" Cao Tingfeng's red eyes widened, as if he had heard something most ridiculous. His lips trembled slightly, and he bowed to the young man again, "Thank you, teacher." ”

The young man sighed again, waved his hands lightly, and helped him up from the air. Looking at each other, the young man said lightly: "Everything is difficult at the beginning, your junior brother has just taken the first step, you should help him as a senior brother." Not to mention helping him fight the world, you have to help him take a good look at the family, you say yes. ”

"Teachers rest assured, students know how to measure. Cao Tingfeng nodded very seriously.

The young man snorted, and after dropping a sentence of "Teach him to meet again" for a later day, he turned into a little stardust and disappeared in place. Cao Tingfeng, who was dressed in white, sniffed, and his eyes were excited that was difficult to hide. While cleaning up the book that was picked up by his teacher, he thought.

The teacher really did what the senior brother said, and did what the senior brother said.

In the end, the teacher knows the senior brother best, or the senior brother knows the teacher best.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't bother to think about it.

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