Many male disciples of Shu Mountain, from Lingyun Peak to the other five peaks, each peak touches about five or six hundred people, these peaks are Zhong Lingyuxiu, Lingshan Holy Land, outstanding people, on each peak, in addition to the natural and beautiful scenery, those simple ancient buildings are also very appreciated.

When Dong Zhiguang just walked out of the meditation room, he looked at the disciples who were on the same peak today, and thought thoughtfully.

Then, the disciples of the other peaks who had been busy in the valley for a long time sensed his arrival. Leng Jiaojiao was actually there, oblivious to what was happening in the valley.

Dong Zhiguang didn't pay attention to anything else, only walked to Leng Jiaojiao's side, and talked to her, Leng Jiaojiao's tall figure, standing in the wind, looking back at him coming over, he still looked in the original direction without paying much attention, and his cold appearance was always impressive, and it was unforgettable for a long time.

It seems that she sprinkled petals in your heart, and only felt beautiful, Dong Zhiguang thought that he had taken advantage of it, and when he was complacent, how did he know, Leng Jiaojiao suddenly looked back at him, her eyes were very fierce, Dong Zhiguang saw this fierce light shooting towards him, his heart instantly cooled, and he moved his gaze to the side.

Dong Zhiguang still walked forward at the risk of being beaten, Leng Jiaojiao's heart was also constantly changing, first he didn't know why, then he was a little scared, and finally he simply gave up, his usual understanding of him was nothing more than talking about other people's rights and wrongs behind his back, Leng Jiaojiao was secretly displeased, and had no intention of ignoring him.

He came all the way down from the mountain peak, thinking about some questions that he didn't usually think about, those roads that he had to walk every day, silent, mysterious, strange, and some inexplicable things that he had long been accustomed to.

No one knows what he said to Leng Jiaojiao, it is nothing more than to give people a glimpse of his usual coveted appearance, which makes people laugh shamefully, saying what other people's rights and wrongs, and what kind of good things he is.

When he first came, Leng Jiaojiao was still indifferent to him, and he felt uncomfortable when he thought about it, but now, looking at her attitude, it seems that she has not changed much.

Far away, the disciples who had been secretly paying attention to them deliberately glanced at Leng Jiaojiao, Leng Jiaojiao understood, and immediately said: "Senior brother is usually very close to Ling Yuzhi, and he has said countless bad things, but, in my opinion, he is such an indecent person, and he will say it, but how do you look at the scholar next to the senior brother in charge, do you also like to talk about him?"

Dong Zhiguang didn't listen carefully, he was also paying attention to the distance, and then when he heard it, he smiled, didn't say much, smiled very happily, it seems that the relationship between him and Ling Yuzhi is really not something that others can see through.

Thinking of Ling Yuzhi, everyone was inexplicably a little unhappy.

No one knows why Dong Zhiguang likes him so much, and others don't know whether they are envious or unconvinced.

Leng Jiaojiao knew that she was only unhappy, because, every time she saw Ling Yuzhi's eyes, she knew that sometimes, when a person is hated by others, the first thing he finds is not necessarily himself, but the person who cares about himself, he will see everything in his eyes, this is Dong Zhiguang.

Mo Chan also knew that Leng Jiaojiao was not a good person, she never talked to herself, although she was not withdrawn, and even sometimes more enthusiastic than anyone else, once, Mo Chan couldn't help but talk about her in the other garden, Ling Jingyun said casually: "Senior sister is suspicious." ”

Many people feel that not only is she not what Mo Chan said, but on the contrary, they all think that she is beautiful and very gregarious. Gregarious, that's why Ling Jingyun doesn't deny her.

However, Leng Jiaojiao has an opinion about Ling Jingyun, just like some people, they are born with opposition, power, reputation, evil, and group, but all the weak people feel worthy of protection in her.

These thoughts in her heart are very afraid that one will know, that is, Ling Yuzhi, or, someone like him, so she never gives him a good face, saving him from smiling with herself, and the loss is greater.

Leng Jiaojiao made a preemptive move, ran to the other garden and sat for a while, killing chickens to show the monkey, thinking of the past, Ling Jingyun felt very interesting, it turned out that he had always mistaken her, he told himself that he didn't care about anyone's business in the future, perhaps, this little girl in front of her, everything has her own thoughts.

At this time, when the full moon was in the sky, Leng Jiaojiao's beautiful figure was standing on the cliff, she was so complicated, she was a little embarrassed, thinking about those people, she even felt that she was a little like the mastermind of all the bad things, and she was a disaster. Especially today, Dong Zhiguang was still ridiculed by her face-to-face, and the more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I felt.

She thinks so herself, but in fact, others think she is simple-minded and doesn't care. Unexpectedly, she would be so abnormal today?

Dong Zhiguang doesn't care, they are all the same door anyway, and they must focus on the overall situation.

As early as in the afternoon, the Qin Pavilion was as usual, no matter what the future holds, they always have a benevolent heart to save the world, there are many people, punish the evil and promote the good, they know that they are different from other sects, and they can't keep a low profile if they want to.

By the waterfall in the back mountain, Yanzhu was there alone, he had just come, looking back, there were seven or eight disciples behind him, they walked to their side, looking at Yanzhu's appearance, they were still very wary of them, these eight disciples surrounded Yanzhu, this battle, as if it was a joke, neither side took it seriously.

Yang Hanting came back from the Nine Shadows Sect that day, he was bored in the room alone, he hadn't been to Kaihe City for a long time, he thought about whether to go, he lay down for a while, or decided to forget it, there are so many rights and wrongs, he can't be busy in the first place, why bother asking for trouble?

Linxi's appearance often appeared in his mind, and he suddenly thought: "Is the master really dead?"

Let's ask, who knows the answer? It's just his own delusion, lying down for a while, he got up and went to the mountains and forests, and came to the tomb of Linxi, all around is desolate, calm and weird, I haven't come to see him for a long time, I have forgotten a little, all the time, the Qin Pavilion has been in his hands, and it is considered to be in charge of it well.

He was not in the mood to show off anything, just when he was talking to Linxi, a few disciples ran up from the bottom of the mountain, looking hurried, as soon as they saw Yang Hanting's figure, they immediately stopped, the elders of the ancestors, never to see, it is indeed the sorrow of the disciples, everyone think about it, he is now the head, all talk about etiquette and rules, don't fall into the hands of people and not, so as not to be moved around, the reputation is not good, the impact is not good, and their future is also delayed, many disadvantages.

Right and wrong, annoying, headaches, keep the good, forget the bad, believe that it is not so complicated, the pursuit of a higher realm than the world, look down on everything, go my own way.