Just after the rainstorm, the platform was still wet, and then it was blown by the mountain wind at night, and kneeling on it was deeply cool.

But for a long time, Si Nanyin didn't speak.

Weng Ran, who came to confess, could only wait in silence.

The dark clouds dispersed, the bright stars were dense, and the moonlight was vying for the moonlight, which was a good scenery.

It's just that people here have complicated hearts and have no intention of appreciating it.

After a full quarter of an hour, Si Nanyin spoke, he asked a question, and for the first time, he didn't call her as a disciple, "Do you think the teacher is waiting for you here, or is he waiting for you here knowing that you will come?"

"Sinners don't know. ”

"You're smart, how could you not know. ”

Weng Ran thought to himself, he really held a grudge.

"The sinner only scrutinizes what has happened and that the sinner knows about something, but he cannot speculate about what the sinner does not know at all. ”

There was silence again, and it wasn't until the branches of the flower tree were blown that Si Nanyin spoke again, "One sinner, what crime have you committed?"

"The Master told the sinners to forgive and forgive, but the sinners did not obey the Master and disobeyed the Master. ”

"That's all?"

Weng Ran suppressed the unwillingness and anger in her heart, as a victim, she was just protecting herself, but she had to be questioned and condemned, but she was under the roof and had to bow her head!

"The sinner sued the deputy hall master for something that exceeded his status. ”

Si Nanyin got up, walked around the wooden chair, and walked towards Weng Ran.

The sound of footsteps trampling on stagnant water hit Weng Ran's ears, and with a sound, it brought endless pressure, and her head lowered, stuck to the platform, and soaked in the stagnant water.

The sound of the water stopped, and a circle of shallow ripples dispersed into the line of sight, because of the blockage of the head, it became chaotic, and Si Nanyin was very close to him.

Weng Ran fell into a high degree of tension, and her life was in Si Nanyin's hands at this time.

She believed that the Lord of the First Peak had a way to make her die silently, and she believed that he would have a perfect explanation.

But she can't withdraw, she can only gamble!

"You're unwilling, aren't you?"

"The wrongs of the sinners have been avenged, and the sinners are willing. ”

"This is what the teacher said at this time. ”

"As a human teacher, it is normal to want to understand the thoughts of apprentices, and the sinners are willing. ”

The ripples dispersed again, Weng Ran took a deep breath, the other party can accept himself as an apprentice because of a sword, he must care about this sword very much, he has not gotten an answer from himself, and Sun Qiao is not dead, purgatory is also going to himself, a hundred years, as long as he is willing to have a great chance, get Sun Qiao out, there is no need to take his own life!

That's why she's willing to gamble!

"The teacher only asks you one question, did she hurt you first, or did you calculate her?"

Weng Ran only felt that at this moment, the wind had stopped.

"Master, the deputy hall master will definitely not appear in front of the disciple for no reason. ”

The invisible pressure pressed down, Weng Ran's back seemed to be about to break, pressed to the ground, the pain hit, Weng Ran was silent.

The wind blew again, the ripples spread, and the voice was far away, "Go back." ”

"The apprentice retired. ”

Weng Ran gritted his teeth and reluctantly stood up, and left here trembling with a creaking sound, but finally escaped the catastrophe, descended the peak, came to the pavilion in the garden and sat down, and took a long breath.

Si Nanyin looked at the white belly of the fish in the sky in the distance, "I'm not a good master." ”

The branches of the flower tree are dangling leisurely.

Weng Ran looked inward at the situation in his body, but fortunately, there were a few cracks in the bones, so he sent all his spiritual power to those cracks, and when it was dawn, it was stable, at least he could act, and it wouldn't hurt anymore.

Get up and walk to your residence, let's stay in the seventh peak honestly these days, and in addition to recuperating from your injuries, you can also hide, maybe that Sun Qiao still has some diehards and will deal with himself.

I didn't come to the Martial Pavilion to find trouble.

Things have evolved like this, it has been a bit excessive, and his performance in the Discipline Hall that day was different from that of facing Wang Peng in peace, and I don't know if it will arouse suspicion and disgust.

Weng Ran walked back, pondering that it was not a happy situation, and his face was a little ugly.

Gu Qingcheng, who was used to going out early, collided with such a Weng Ran.

Both froze in place.

Anger rose on the boy's face.

The smile on Weng Ran's face subsided.

Sure enough, when the sky was just dawning, it was still cold, especially after being wet by the rain before winter.

The two of them froze in place, no one spoke, the atmosphere became more and more weird, more and more depressing, and Weng Ran suddenly remembered the sentence of Tu Liuzhao, "You are really evil~", and suddenly upset.

He is twenty-two years old, with a deep vendetta, bloody hands, filthy belly, and an unknown future.

He is sixteen years old, with a good temperament, a wealthy family, and a bright future.

The photo is right, his thoughts are indeed evil.

Weng Ran, Weng Ran, have you forgotten the untouchable sunshine!

Are you going to pull this sunlight into your hell with your own hands?

Thinking of this, Weng Ran saluted Gu Qingcheng and said respectfully and detachedly, "Senior brother is early." ”

Gu Qingcheng, who was carrying the morning light, trembled slightly, she didn't ask anything, she was always self-inflicted, adding trouble to her!

For the first time in his life, the young man's eyes were filled with forbearance, "Senior sister is early." ”

With a neat and short conversation, Gu Qingcheng had already walked past Weng Ran's side, she watched the hem of his clothes rise and fall with his footsteps and disappear, the injury hurt again, and returned to the residence with an expressionless face, sat cross-legged, and continued to heal.

Three days later, Weng Ran opened her eyes and the injury had healed, but she did not leave the house, but continued to meditate and practice.