Qing Huan was a little shocked at first about that person becoming her little uncle and having to accept his teachings, but after relieving herself, she suddenly realized that it was actually quite good.

"That third senior brother, apart from knowing that the name of the junior uncle is Mo Sang, do you know anything else?" Qing Huan asked the third senior brother, the self-styled "know-it-all".

The third senior brother scratched his head, quickly thought, quickly thought, could not capsize on this issue and lose his reputation for hard work.

But even if he scratched the top of his bald head, he couldn't think of any other useful information, so he had to add oil and vinegar to some lace gossip he heard on weekdays: "Our little uncle was born with a dignified appearance, and you have seen this." ”

Qing Huan's face turned red imperceptibly, and he said "um" with his nose as if he had unintentionally.

The third senior brother continued: "But although he has such a good skin, he has never been close to women, not only women, as long as he is a woman, the little uncle will avoid it. ”

He also said: "The little junior sister may not know when she first came to Zhongnan Mountain, the endless hundred mountains are the land of Zhongnan Mountain, and the north is the residence of the Qinghua God of War, and there is an enchantment within the range. "The third senior brother said this, by the way, I would like to mention a few words, that Qinghua God of War is a fiery temper, if you make him unhappy, you will have to suffer a lot.

Qing Huan nodded as if he didn't understand.

The third senior brother saw that she didn't understand why she mentioned the Qinghua God of War, and explained: "Once, the junior brother in the division went to meet the Qinghua God of War with the little uncle, but the Qinghua God of War didn't see it, but he saw a fairy in the Qinghua Mansion. ”

"So...," the third senior brother laughed narrowly.

Qing Huan blinked and waited for him to continue.

The third senior brother lowered his voice and said, "So, some people speculate that the reason why the little uncle is not close to women... He's a broken sleeve. ”

"Broken sleeve?" Qing Huan moved back to his ear.

The third senior brother looked nervous: "You be quiet." ”

Qing Huan asked in a low voice: "What is a broken sleeve? ”

The third senior brother squinted his eyes and asked, "You really don't know?"

Qing Huan nodded.

The third senior brother looked at the innocent little junior sister, and couldn't bear to poison it, so he fooled the past: "Hehe, it's just that the sleeves of the little uncle are torn." ”

Qing Huan's head was full of inexplicable and inexplicable words.

At this time, someone suddenly appeared, very angry, Qing Huan and the third senior brother looked out through the crack in the kitchen door.

The third senior brother patted his head, lifted up Qinghuan and said, "Little junior sister, can you see the flame pattern on the sword on that person's waist? ”

Qing Huan pointed to himself: "So, you're looking for me." ”

The third senior brother nodded, although the master opened another mountain in Duanyun Mansion for the sake of the little uncle, but the little uncle still lives in Xuanqing Ruins, and his original living room is far away from the place where their disciples live.

She hurriedly slipped out of the side door of the kitchen, and the man turned around when he heard the movement: "You are Qing Huan?" After all, there is only one female disciple in Qing Huan, and she will not admit her mistake.

Qing Huan squeezed a contrived smile: "I'm Qing Huan, I don't know what senior brother to call me?"

The man looked up and down: "Xiang Di, you don't need to call me senior brother, I am ordered by the three... Mo Gongzi is not a disciple of Zhongnan Mountain. ”

Qing Huan let out an "oh" and asked, "Brother Xiang Di, are you here but Uncle Xiao is looking for me?"

Xiang Di nodded silently, and since he found someone, he turned around and left.

Seeing that Qinghuan was still standing in place, he said: "My son-in-law has a saying, except for morning and evening classes, the rest of the time Miss Qinghuan will study in Xuanqing Ruins. ”

This was the first time Qing Huan had stepped into Xuanqing Ruins, and she was shocked for a long time when she learned from the third senior brother that Xuanqing Ruins and Duanyun Mansion were just a wall apart.

However, Duanyun Mansion covers a vast area, and although it is separated by a wall, there is still a certain distance from the disciple's living room.

Xuanqing Ruins is a place where clear water comes out of hibiscus, natural carving, integrated with all natural things, abandoning flashiness, and simplicity and truthfulness.

In addition to the surrounding immortal energy, it is difficult to make people think that this is the place of the immortal saint master, Xuanqing Ruins is far less vast than Duanyun Mansion, only occupies a mountain, and the residence of the little uncle Mo Sang is in it.

Qing Huan raised his head, and there was a natural stone plaque above his head, which read: Canghai smiled.

She didn't hold back, laughed, Xiang Di looked back at her strangely, Qing Huan quickly restrained her smile, her face arc tightened, and tried her best to control the curvature of the corners of her mouth.

Xiang Di led her to the Jiuqu Long Bridge, and stopped: "Walking across this bridge, you can see a courtyard called 'Dust-free', and when you enter it, you will find 'Xishu Pavilion'." ”

Qing Huan said: "There is labor to lead the way to Brother Di, and please give me more advice if you have trouble in the future." ”

Head to the flute and turn away.

Qing Huan stepped on the Jiuqu Long Bridge, the lotus flower under the long bridge is nowhere to be seen, only the lotus leaves under the sun are still so dazzling, yes, Zhongnan Mountain Immortal Land has always followed the laws of nature, whether it is a lotus, or something else, all are born in response to the season, and grow with the trend.

Step by step, counting the steps and walking very slowly, Xu is this lotus pond, and the Guanghan Palace is somewhat similar, for a while many thoughts poured into Qinghuan's head like a tide, fading away the novelty of the first arrival, consuming the rare surprise of freedom, she suddenly missed the Guanghan Palace, I always wanted to leave, to see different places, to meet different people, and now it is also a wish come true, I don't know the moon god Xingjun, Bai Huaixian, Sikong, Guishu, Sister Yuheng They are good, and Xiaodie, Xiaofen, Xiaogreen, Xiaozi, Xiaohong..... The small animals in the Guanghan Palace.

"What are you doing standing on the bridge?" a cold voice came from not far away.

Qing Huan ran two steps quickly, and after turning a twist and turn, she saw Mo Sang standing under the 'dust-free'.

The eyes are bright and the sun and the moon, and the two eyebrows gather the wind and clouds.

The bamboo moonlight robe, like the moonlight in the bamboo forest, is cold and lonely, and the waist is only restrained by a silk belt.

Qing Huan thought of that day in Nantianmen, the unruly fire dragon, the momentum was like a rainbow, scolding Fang Xuan, a high-spirited young man, but now he has changed, but he has become a strange man like jade, a beautiful son.

What remains unchanged is the uncontrollable beating heart in Qing Huan's chest.

suddenly thought of what Sister Yuheng said to her, if you like someone, you want to see it when you can't see it, and you want to see it all the time when you see it, especially with a heart......

Qing Huan shook his head, incredulous.

"Not yet?" the voice was a little colder.

Qing Huan woke up like a dream and threw all those thoughts to the back of his mind.

Panting and running in front of Mo Sang, he relieved himself and said, "Qing Huan has seen Uncle Xiao. ”

Smile like a flower.