In Shushan, someone had already been explained by Mo Chan, and after she left, she told the head where she went, so as not to be stopped by Ling Jingyun in advance, at this time, the female disciple really came to Lingyun Peak, and just when she was about to step into the other garden, she saw a familiar figure from a distance, it was Lin Xingxiu, the female disciple did not hesitate, and walked in directly.

At this moment, in the Qin Pavilion, although it was late at night, I always thought that everyone was asleep, but it was inevitable that one or two disciples could not sleep peacefully due to personal reasons, among them was Yanzhu, who was sitting alone in the corridor of the attic with a chair, with his hands behind his head, looking up at the sky, at this time, he heard a knock on the door not far away.

He remained indifferent, still meditating, secretly wondering in his heart, without thinking much about it.

It's cool in the attic, with the occasional breeze.

Yanzhu was half asleep and half awake when he heard the sound of the cicada, although he never paid attention to the cicada.

Mo Chan thought that Yang Hanting might be asleep, but he was not, he was drinking with a disciple, with a chessboard on the side, they were playing chess and drinking at the same time, even though it was already night, they also happened to enjoy this rare quiet.

Mo Cicada rushed all the way into Qingfeng Pavilion, there weren't too many people anyway, they all slept.

There was a faint sound of resurgence in the disciple's meditation room, although it was far away, but Yang Hanting could feel it, he listened to this movement, and put down the wine glass in his hand disappreciably, thinking, no matter who came, he must not be frightened by her.

It's just that he never thought it would be her, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Mo Chan swaggered to the pavilion, with a smile on his face, she thought to herself why he was the only one at this time, she secretly laughed, she could imagine Yang Hanting's mood, Yang Hanting was a little unhappy, and I don't know if it was deliberately pretended, he still drank wine, felt a little strange, sat still for a long time, and then said: "The good ones don't come, the ones who come are not good, what time is this, don't open the door next time." ”

He smiled when he said it, which shows that he is very happy in his heart, and he can't help it.

Although the cicada is also happy, it is already feeling tired and some want to rest.

Yang Hanting didn't want to care too much, so he went to the guest room with her, still playing chess and drinking, and Mo Chan heard him scold, "Neurotic." ”

These three words are a punishment for her, and Ling Yuzhi, when she heard it at first glance, she turned her head in horror and saw his angry face, but she still went to the guest room with the disciple who greeted her.

As soon as Mo Chan left, he put down the wine glass and chess pieces in his hand, went to his room alone, and explained, "Don't disturb tonight." ”

I saw that the lights in the room were immediately turned off, and there was no movement.

This strange scene, the disciples and monks who were directly watching were puzzled, and finally they left one after another, resting in peace, and said nothing for the night.

Until the next day, before dawn, Mo Chan opened the door and saw the vast fog, she knew that even if she went down at this time, she would not be able to escape the siege of those Qin Pavilion disciples, and thought: "I have also come once, my mind has been expressed, let's go." ”

Then, she went back to her room, jumped out of the window, and sneaked away from everyone.

In the afternoon, Yang Hanting sat in the position of the head of the martial arts training ground, watching everyone arrive, and was about to speak, when he realized that something was wrong, as if he had forgotten something, didn't that girl come last night, why didn't he see a figure, he said: "What about Miss Mo? ”

The disciples in the martial arts training field all looked at him with tiger eyes, their expressions were cold, especially the first few people, who were even more cold.

They didn't know that Mo Cicada was coming, but at this time they heard him say that it was about eight or nine or ten.

First of all, Liu Lulan came in the middle of the night last time, and this time it was Mo Cicada, they no longer knew what would happen in the future, so they could only ignore it, one of the disciples glanced at Yang Hanting, and immediately looked away, with a sneering color.

In the Qin Pavilion, such things are more evasive, after all, they are all teenagers of the same age, and their temperaments should not be much different, anyway, in everyone's opinion, he is the head, and no one can control it, even if he does nonsense, it will not be his turn to speak.

Yang Hanting raised Erlang's legs and ordered everyone to be quiet, he observed everyone's expressions, knew what they were thinking, and after a little thought, he decided to speak, his expression was a little absent-minded, very leisurely, he said: " You are all amazing talents, stupid but a rotten tree, very ashamed, today to convene all the junior brothers, mainly there is an important matter to discuss, this matter, I think everyone also knows in their hearts, the last trip to the north, all the factions gathered, are the arrangement behind the attack on Ning, what is the purpose, no one knows, I personally still think that the Qin Pavilion is not as good as before, the master is gone, it is all thanks to Zuo Ping, he has escaped many times, but also helpless, this matter can be put on hold for the time being, at the moment, or join forces with other sects to deal with the affairs of the north, if there is any objection to Qingfeng Pavilion to find me, Senior Brother Qu has been a little uncomfortable these daysLet him rest. ”

After he finished speaking, he got up and left directly, without saying a word, without procrastination, in a hurry.

There was indifference in the martial arts training ground, only silence remained, the warm sunlight in the sky was dazzling and dazzling, and the little darkness left was all expelled.

He later knew that Mo Cicada was gone, and he didn't say hello, so he couldn't help but be disappointed, wondering what she meant by coming and when she started to play dumb riddles.

He has no time to care about everyone's tongues, his mouth is on other people's faces, what to say, let them say it, he thought to himself, he is worried about this, wouldn't Mo Chan be a girl not worried, he is still stronger, lest she be more helpless.

He left Qingfeng Pavilion and hurriedly went to find Yanzhu, because, he knew that even if he was now the head of the Qin Pavilion, he had the final say on everything, and he still had to make friends with people who could be trusted, trust, isn't it more important than anything else, for example, Linxi's trust in himself, his trust in Mo Cicada, many things in the world are inseparable from a trust, success and defeat are also Xiao He, who can carry the boat, can also overturn the boat.

The power of it is all in my own thoughts.

Qu Zhongting was still in his room at this time, although he didn't know what he was doing, the former reliable relationship between teachers and brothers had long ceased to exist in everyone's eyes, among them, no one was right or wrong, everything was arranged by fate, fate, except for helplessness, could only make people speechless, make people sad, all sentient beings, all suffering.