Yang Hanting was dressed in cyan clothes, looking particularly mature and stable.

After ten years, maybe everyone has matured, and what he has now is this mature temperament, and he has a sense of success.

He had the guts to go to the Qin Pavilion. He could imagine that the Pavilion was still so quiet, peaceful, and full of fighting spirit.

Just like in the past, when I was infinitely beautiful, there was still a kind of milky smell that had not dried, and I didn't know the height of the sky, and I didn't know the blessing in the blessing.

Then forget it, it's good if you don't go against Linxi, you will only put on a rigid and indifferent attitude, above 10,000 people, in charge of the world, the rain and clouds, what is the rain.

Ling Yuzhi seemed to be very disgusted with him, he had poured mold for eight lifetimes, and he was involved with him, Yang Hanting always kept his eyes open slightly, and said nothing, after all, as an excellent and outstanding Shushan disciple, he had a lot of face.

Shushan disciple?

That vitriolic place, and that bunch of old things.

He has always hated Shushan, and those disciples, but he is only grateful to Qin Ge.

This is just an example, he only has Qin Ge in his heart, and everything else is not in his eyes, and he even has the direction of elimination.

Swear to defend the Pavilion to the death.

He followed the familiar path to the Qin Pavilion, and wanted to ask Linxi, is Mo Cicada okay all these years?

He sat in a pavilion, the breeze was gentle, his back was chic, and his handsome face showed a kind of nineteen-year-old youthful vigor and rebelliousness.

His eyes are clear and complex, constantly flickering, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance, the mountains and rivers rise and fall, stretching continuously, like a dense ink painting, and more like an ink painting is Yang Hanting.

A woman came to the pavilion, she was dressed in goose yellow clothes, her skin was pink, but she had an innocent face, she saw someone in the pavilion from a distance, and it was a young boy, so she wanted to come and bully her.

"Ahem, who's sitting on my turf. ”

Yang Hanting didn't look back, just sat and lowered his head slightly.

"Can't you understand me?

"I don't think you're a good person, why do you want to go back, are you afraid?"

Yang Hanting said lightly. , continued to look at the distant mountains, with a rebellious face.

The woman had already sat across from him, and when she saw his handsome face, she was a little shocked, lowered her head, was very shy, and didn't speak for a long time, Yang Hanting glanced at her, and the two of them happened to meet each other, and the woman was frightened by Yang Hanting's indifferent eyes.

"Why are you so fierce, my name is Wind Chime, what about you? What is your name, what is your origin?"

"What's my name? ”

"Daddy?"

"That's right!" Yang Hanting couldn't help but bow his head and smile.

"You!" She couldn't help but get angry, crying and laughing, "Look at your appearance, but you are a little improper, is it called the king eight, hehe." ”

"Your name is Wang Ba, be careful that I am not polite to you, there is no one in the four fields here, you sit so close to me, you are not afraid that I will take advantage of you? ”

Yang Hanting looked into her eyes and said seriously.

Wind Chimes leaned one hand against the table, almost fascinated by him again.

The wind chimes are very beautiful, beautiful not like a person, Yang Hanting later learned that she was a thousand-year-old demon fox.

Yang Hanting's handsome appearance really fascinated the wind chimes, and he felt a little like wanting to nest in his arms, Yang Hanting looked at her very pleasing to the eye, and he didn't feel disgusted.

"Are you a disciple of the Qin Pavilion?"

"It used to be, what are you and how are you here. ”

Yang Hanting got up and wanted to leave.

"I'm a white fox, cultivating here, do you want to leave?"

Wind Chime got up with a smile, a little nervous about him.

Yang Hanting showed a strange look in his eyes, then smiled, walked a few steps in the pavilion, the wind chimes were lively and talkative, and Yang Hanting suddenly stuck to her, and Yang Hanting also liked her for a while.

He still didn't tell her his name, he just felt that he would meet again, and his name was just a title.

He hurriedly walked along the path outside the pavilion, the Qin Pavilion was nearby, and he soon saw the immortal bridge built in the sky, the Qin Pavilion was still the same as before, and there were still people walking there, undoubtedly the disciples of the Qin Pavilion.

Yang Hanting hesitated, a little difficult to face, if they found out that they were still alive, they would definitely come to deal with them again.

Even so, he was not afraid and decided to sneak a look at Linxi.

He thought of Linxi, he would only go against him, and often made him angry to death, so he felt a little sorry.

He came all the way to the backyard of the Qin Pavilion, where a familiar figure sat with his back, it was Linxi.

Yang Hanting deliberately knocked on the tree and made a sound, and Linxi found that he looked back and said, "Who is it?"

Yang Hanting has been hesitant and unwilling to show up for a long time.

When Linxi found out, he immediately asked sharply: "Who is it, you haven't shown up yet?"

Yang Hanting came out at this time, which made Linxi's eyes light up, and then he found that he had grown up and looked many times better than before.

"It's you...... Alas, scoundrel, what are you doing when you come back, the Qin Pavilion can no longer accommodate you. Linxi lowered his head, very disappointed.

"Hmph, do you know how I've lived all these years, even if I don't have the Qin Pavilion, I can still become stronger, and you can't imagine that I'm not a fool now. ”

"The teacher knows, we are sorry for you, we should remember that you are young and give forgiveness, but for the teacher, the teacher is soft-spoken, and it is the teacher's fault that he failed to save you, and he usually did not discipline you strictly, and it is the teacher's fault, you go, just because I didn't see you. ”

When Yang Hanting heard this, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Linxi stopped him, "Where are you going?"

"What, you're still afraid of me getting into trouble?"

"I want Shushan, find Mo Cicada, and find Ling Yuzhi to settle accounts. ”

"If I knew you were still like this, I wouldn't have said this, and it would have been in vain to say it. ”

Yang Hanting himself felt that something was wrong, so he only heard Linxi tell him: "You are looking for Ling Yuzhi to settle accounts? Do you know who saved you." ”

"It won't be him. ”

"That's him. Linxi said lightly.

Yang Hanting was very surprised, but Linxi would not lie to him, he was a little uncertain and hesitant.

"How have you been doing over the years, have your skills improved? Talk to the teacher, after all, we are a master and apprentice. ”

"Sit down. ”

Yang Hanting didn't listen to him, and still stood with his back to him.

"That year, I fell off the cliff, and instead of dying, I got an adventure, and under the cliff was a forbidden place, full of divine power that could be absorbed, so that I didn't get stronger for a day over the years, and there was an ice cave where I could heal my wounds, and it was there that my wounds were healed. ”

Linxi understood, it turned out that he was a blessing in disguise.

"That's good, now that no one is an opponent, you have to restrain yourself and don't get into trouble again. ”

"Find a place to hide, don't let the people of the Divine Realm find you, or don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

Yang Hanting felt that his words were simply ridiculous, how could a person hide for a lifetime?

Yang Hanting left the Qin Pavilion and soon came to Shushan, he was disgusted with everyone here, he walked incognito and went to the female disciple's meditation room, hoping to see the ink cicada, or see how she was doing.

He was very distressed and couldn't inquire about the situation of Mo Chan and Ling Yuzhi, so he could only observe it secretly.

The flowers go to the spring and the flowers are secretly sad, and the red leaves are buried in the flowers. The lonely moon is desolate and broken, and the autumn frost is goodbye. The peony is heartbroken and tears cry, and the tears are sprinkled with the autumn wind to send the fragrance to the soul. Ask you to have pity for the flowers, don't wait for the fragrance to disappear and turn into smoke.