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Teaching the study.

Duanmu stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, his face melancholy, obviously thinking about something.

Song Wuliang stood not far behind Duanmu Jing, also with a solemn face.

Although he had been standing like this for a long time, no one had spoken.

After a long time, Duanmu Jing finally spoke first: "Senior Brother Song, what do you think of what I just mentioned?"

"This ......", Song Wuliang couldn't grasp Duanmu Jing's thoughts for a while, and hesitated for a moment: "Ethereal Peak and Luoxue Valley are the two most powerful forces in the rivers and lakes today, if our two families can form an in-law, it will certainly be beneficial and harmless, but at this time, I am afraid it is a little inappropriate to let Xuan'er go to Luoxue Valley to propose marriage."

Duanmu Jing asked lightly: "I don't know what the junior brother thinks is wrong?"

Song Wuliang said solemnly: "Now it is only a little more than a month away from the disaster period of Falling Snow Valley, and if you go to Falling Snow Valley to propose marriage at this time, it will inevitably be too eye-catching."

"Attracting people's ......eyes and ears", Duanmu Jing said coldly: "All this I did was for the benefit of the Ethereal Peak, but in the eyes of the junior disciple, acting like this is actually a bit eye-catching"?

Duanmu Jing spoke for a while, and said in a sharp tone: "Then junior brother, have you ever thought about what our Ethereal Peak has done, and there has been a time when it has not attracted people's eyes and ears?"

Song Wuliang hurriedly said: "But this time...... This time, both the people involved in this incident and the incident itself are truly extraordinary. Moreover, it seems that it is faintly involved in the matter of Qingshui Villa back then."

Duanmu Jing didn't care, and said lightly: "So what"?

Song Wuliang thought about it again and again, and said: "I think senior brother should still make a decision after careful consideration, at least, for going to Luoxue Valley to propose marriage, this is a delay in advance, anyway, I am not in a hurry at this time, I don't know what senior brother thinks"?

Duanmu Jing was silent for a while, and said: "My meaning has been explained to you, junior brother, and I also know what you mean, I will think carefully about how to choose."

Song Wuliang was about to say something more, but saw Duanmu Jing already waved his hand impatiently at him, and said, "I want to be quiet alone, junior brother, you can go back first."

Before the words reached his mouth, he was stopped, and those words that had not yet been spoken were choked in his throat for a while. Song Wuliang had no choice but to swallow what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

After a pause, he said a little helplessly: "Since Senior Brother has decided, then just do what you want."

Duanmu Jing looked noncommittal and didn't talk again.

After Song Wuliang stood for a while, he felt bored, so he bowed his hand to Duanmu Jing and said, "Senior brother, then I'll go first."

Just about to go out, he suddenly heard Duanmu Xuan behind him ask emotionlessly: "Senior Brother Song, has my niece always been okay?"

Faced with this abrupt question, Song Wuliang's body was shocked, but he pretended to be calm on his face: "Don't worry about Senior Brother, Yan'er has always been very good."

"Oh, that's ......", Duanmu Jing seemed to smile, and said meaninglessly: "Then I don't know if you have ever mentioned to him about her life experience, or whether she has asked you ......."

As soon as he was halfway through the words, Song Wuliang turned around suddenly, looked directly at Duanmu Jing's back, and asked loudly: "What have you asked, I don't understand what Senior Brother means."

Duanmu Jing finally turned around slowly, looked at Song Wuliang, with a few smiles on his face, and said leisurely: "I want to ask, has Master Murong's niece asked you questions about her family, for example, her father ......."

Song Wuliang was shocked, staring at Duanmu Jing with dead eyes, a little deep pain appeared on his face, and after a long time, he said: "I have never mentioned Yan'er's life experience to her, and she has never taken the initiative to ask me."

Listening carefully, Song Wuliang's tone was mixed with a deep resentment.

The Yan Er in his mouth is naturally Murong Yan.

It's just that in this woman, what is there to hide, so can Song Wuliang lose his temper.

Inadvertently, his hands in his long sleeves were clenched into fists, and even his breathing became heavy.

So, in this little study. Between Duanmu Jing and Song Wuliang, the atmosphere became quite delicate for a while.

Duanmu Jing still looked as usual, and he didn't look like anything. In comparison, Song Wuliang was not so calm, the look on his face seemed to be nervous, resentful, and fearful, in short, he looked very uneasy.

Just when the hostility on the field rose sharply, Duanmu Jing suddenly smiled faintly. His smile immediately completely dissolved the tension between the two of them just now.

Regarding Murong Yan's life experience, Duanmu Jing is naturally clear. However, for the indignation of Song Wuliang in front of him, he didn't seem to see it at all.

Duanmu Jing was still smiling, and said with a relaxed expression: "That's good, junior brother may not know, every time I see this senior niece, I can't help but think of Senior Brother Murong coming to ......."

He was only halfway through his sentence when he suddenly stopped talking again. Perhaps thinking of some sad things, Duanmu Jing shook his head to himself, sighed, and said, "What a pity, if Senior Brother Murong is still here......."

"Yes, it's a pity, it's ......", Song Wuliang answered coldly: "I think about how Senior Brother Murong took care of and helped us juniors who came later, especially to ......you, Senior Brother Zhang."

At this point, Song Wuliang's face turned blue with resentment, and the knuckles in his sleeves were crackling.

"Senior Brother Murong is good to me, it is needless to say, it's a pity that God is jealous of talents, but people like him ......died early", the expression on Duanmu Jing's face didn't know whether it was jealousy, resentment, or guilt, and even mixed with a trace of fear, after being silent for a while, he continued: "Because of this, I don't dare to see Master Murong's niece now." Every time I see her, I feel like I've seen my brother."

Song Wuliang sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face, and said very coldly: "I don't want Senior Brother to still have this intention, I will be very pleased if I want to come to Senior Brother Murong to know about it."

Duanmu Jing pretended not to hear the hint of irony in Song Wuliang's words at all, smiled silently, and earnestly instructed: "Let Yan'er participate in more affairs in the door in the future, she should also have a good experience."

"Experience and experience ......", Song Wuliang said indifferently: "Yan'er is just a girl, the things in this door are complicated, she is afraid that she is powerless, if she can, she should participate less." Besides, now that Xuan'er has handled the affairs in the door, isn't the senior brother still at ease?"

"Xuan'er ......", mentioning Duanmu Xuan, Duanmu Jing couldn't help but show a little disappointment on his face, and said with a helpless wry smile: "If you want to rely on him to support the entire Ethereal Peak, I'm afraid it's far from enough." And ......".

After pondering for a long time, Duanmu Jing continued: "Moreover, to say that among the young juniors of their generation, whether it is wit and martial arts, or other aspects, Yan'er is the best, and even Xuan'er can't compare to her."

Song Wuliang's heart couldn't help but sink a little more, but he smiled with a fake smile on his face: "I understand what Senior Brother means, I will say it to Yan Erti when I have time."

"In that case, then I'll be relieved", Duanmu Jing was still smiling, but even he knew that he was really smiling a little reluctantly at this time.

Song Wuliang also smiled reluctantly, then nodded, and said, "Senior brother, then I will leave first, and I will come to see you in a few days."

He didn't wait for Duanmu Jing to respond, he was still talking, and he had already turned around and walked out.

From afar, it seemed that Song Wuliang still had his back to Duanmu Jing and snorted coldly.

Looking at Song Wuliang's back as he walked out, a trace of killing intent flashed across Duanmu Jing's face.

After standing for a long time, he turned around and looked out the window again with a blank face. After another half a day, he shouted, "Someone."

Before the words fell, a disciple who accompanied him jumped into the hall, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "I don't know what the master commands"?

Duanmu didn't look back, and said coldly: "Go and call Xuan'er to me."

"Yes", the disciples in the hall didn't ask much, and immediately went.