Chapter 295: To Each His Heart

The morning sun pierces through the clouds, the birds and birds chirp happily, and the autumn breeze is pleasant......

Above the main hall of Hongyuan Villa, there was a bleak scene, because it had long been an open secret that Su Kexin was a person from Lingye Palace. Even if Li Muyang Ke Zhen'er and his wife love her more, they don't dare to do anything for her because of their face, and they don't even have a simple spiritual position and white candles, as if they were just a bird flying away.

The breakfast on the round table was rich and varied, Li Muyang ate it without a bite, the dishes and chopsticks in front of Li Shijie did not move a bite, Ke Zhen'er couldn't stand it, took a bowl of porridge and handed it to Li Shijie, forcing him to pick up the spoon, "Eat as much as you want, look at you, in just a few days, you have lost weight again." ”

"Cousin and sister affection" Li Muyang glanced over intentionally or unintentionally, "But like this, I am wronged." ”

A mouthful of porridge choked in his throat, Li Shijie frowned in disgust, "Don't be wronged." At least someone in this family will miss her, unlike your son, who was like a nobody when he fell off the cliff. ”

'Bang!', Li Muyang slammed the bamboo chopsticks in his hand on the table, and the chopsticks bounced on the table a few times before losing movement.

"It's not fun to look for it early in the morning, isn't it?!" Li Muyang scolded loudly, and the servants serving in the hall suddenly held their breath, lest the louder voice alarm the owner, so as to transfer his anger to himself.

Ke Zhen'er said hurriedly, "Shijie, what are you doing with him?!

Li Shijie's eyes were red, and his expression was inexplicable, "It's my mistake, in this family, what kind of family affection do I expect?!" Li Shijie lost his appetite anymore, and turned around to leave regardless of Li Muyang's anger.

"Son, everyone has to fight against me!" Li Muyang roared angrily.

Half an hour later, Li Muyang pushed open Li Shijie's door heavily, and at this time, Li Shijie was holding the white jade plum blossom golden hairpin left by Su Kexin, secretly saddened.

Hearing the movement of pushing the door and the servant's submissive voice, Li Shijie turned around with a wry smile, facing Li Muyang's face full of anger, and then pretended to be casual, "Dad is in such a hurry, do you have something to ask?"

Li Muyang said to the servants who followed up, "Go out and retreat farther, I have something to say to your eldest young master." ”

After the sound of the door shut, Li Muyang's heartless voice sounded, "How did Kexin die?"

Su Kexin's skills, Li Muyang has seen it with his own eyes, and Su Kexin should not die so easily.

Li Shijie's brows tightened, his eyes froze, and soon returned to normal, "Ouyang Ze got a secret report and joined forces with Mu Lin Pavilion to besiege Shadow Mountain Villa on a rainy night. Li Shijie propped up the table with both hands, stared carefully into Li Muyang's eyes, and said softly, "Dad, how did you say she died?"

"I'm here to ask you, not to ask you to give me questions!" Li Muyang's face turned pale.

Li Shijie sighed, "We joined forces to kill her." Li Shijie said, handing the white jade plum blossom golden hairpin that seemed to be still bloodshot in his hand to Li Muyang, "If it weren't for that loss, my cousin wouldn't be this ending." ”

Li Muyang recognized this golden hairpin, which he bought with money, and gave it to Su Kexin as a birthday gift through Li Shijie, and it was also at this time that Su Kexin was lost, and when he came back many years later, he was the protector of Lingye Palace.

When she came back, although she was still that innocent and lovely girl, the coldness in her beautiful eyes made Li Muyang doubt it more than once, but in the end she was confused by Su Kexin's coquettishness.

Li Shijie sat down again, picked up the tea that had already been cooled and drank it, the bitter taste spread to the heart and lungs, and the corners of Li Shijie's mouth pulled up a wry smile, "A good home, what do you have to be like to be happy?"

Li Muyang frowned, threw Jin Hai back, and walked out of the room hatefully.

The Lingye Palace Protector Su Ke died physically and mentally, and many strongholds of the Shadow Villa and the Lingye Palace were destroyed, according to the previous conjectures, the Lingye Palace was bound to set off a bloody storm again, and the heads of the Hengshan Sect, Mulin Pavilion, Qingyang Villa, Qingcheng Faction, and other martial arts sects were fully prepared to deal with the emergency.

But the strange thing is that the Lingye Palace is quiet at this time, so quiet that it seems that there has never been such an organization, and all the heads of the sect have sent secret guard elites to secretly investigate, and after more than half a month, they are also unclear.

Ouyang Ze wanted to check the situation through the situation in Wei'an City, but the Qingping Palace's side also instantly quieted down. Ouyang Ze did not relax because of this, but concentrated his strength to increase his vigilance in order to respond to all changes.

Hunting in the mountain wind, lifting the broken hair in front of his forehead, Li Zifeng wore a white shirt, stood on the craggy rocks of the back mountain, secretly fascinated, and looked at the undulating mountains and patches of dark green vegetation between the mountains through the white boundless sight.

At this time, a semi-translucent white silk gently covered his eyes, "Although it is more shady here, it is noon after all, and when the light is sufficient, you should pay more attention!"

Li Zifeng came back to his senses, turned around and woke up, "Master, the disciple is rude." ”

Ouyang Ze suddenly felt lost, "Still called the master?"

Ouyang Ze invited Zong Yuan Elder Xiang Rui to look at the yellow calendar, and the two of them were cost-effective, and they both felt that the sixth day of the good month was a good day to hold a major ceremony, so Ouyang Ze discussed with the elders and decided to officially welcome Li Zifeng to re-enter the sect on the sixth day of the good month and serve as the chief disciple.

Due to the situation, after Li Zifeng discussed with Ouyang Ze, he decided that all the entrance etiquette should be as simple as possible. The preparations went smoothly, and the day was getting closer, the more nervous Ouyang Ze became, and then looked at Li Zifeng, but there were no emotional ups and downs, and he was so calm that he refused to call him in advance.

Li Zifeng opened his mouth, the familiar and unfamiliar title, he couldn't blurt it out smoothly, he thought for a moment and said, "Master, there is still some time before the sixth day of the good lunar month, and the disciple does not dare to exceed the rules. ”

Ouyang Ze stared at Li Zifeng for a long time, and said with a wry smile, "It's okay, you can do whatever you want." ”

Li Zifeng and Ouyang Ze talked about the situation in the rivers and lakes and Wei'an City, as well as matters related to the follow-up arrangements such as the encirclement and suppression of Ling Ye Palace, and then went back separately.

When he returned to Yuntian Pavilion, Xu Zining was waiting in the courtyard, with a smile on his face, looking very excited. Li Zifeng carefully observed Xu Zining's expression through the white veil covering his eyes, and instantly straightened his face and scolded, "What good thing happened to you, smiling like this? ”

"Uncle!" Qing Yun ran to Li Zifeng's side in three steps and two steps, and walked inside with Li Zifeng, "Elder Zongyuan has been waiting in the inner hall for a long time, and he has also sent a new set of clothes. ”

Li Zifeng looked at Xu Zining who was walking beside him, Xu Zining nodded, "Yes! No matter how simple the etiquette is, these still can't be saved." Well, Elder Zongyuan has just arrived, Senior Brother, let's go in quickly!"

In the inner hall, the fragrance of tea is overflowing. Li Zifeng walked up to Xiang Rui and saluted respectfully, "Disciple to meet Elder Zongyuan." Let the elder wait for a long time, and the disciple is rude. ”

Xiang Rui smiled and helped Li Zifeng up, "Zifeng doesn't have to be polite. ”

As he spoke, Xiang Rui waved his hand, and the attendant disciple standing behind him walked over with a tray, on which was a dark purple chief disciple's costume, Xiang Rui said, "This is a special order from the head of the sect to redo it for you." ”

Li Zifeng frowned, and turned his eyes to look, the dark white robe was worn inside, with purple pattern edging and embellishment, and the dark purple vest and outer robe were all delicately embroidered with complex patterns, as well as wide purple and black belts and accessories, and the clothes were neatly folded together, looking thick and heavy.

Xiang Rui looked at Li Zifeng and said with a smile, "Do you want to try?"

Li Zifeng came back to his senses, "Oh, you don't have to. ”

Xiang Rui suddenly became serious, "Zifeng, you restart." is not better than a newcomer, and is more aware of all kinds of etiquette. I'm still relieved about this, and as for the rest, I still have to tell you. ”

"Elder, please speak. ”

Xiang Rui's expression was solemn, "Senior brother in charge has been really difficult all these years, understand each other, let's take a step back!"

Li Zifeng was slightly stunned, "Elder rest assured, disciple understands." ”

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