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"You still know to come back!" Wen Yubing was angry before he saw the eldest disciple returning, and his cold face was covered with frost, and he scolded coldly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xiao Yuesheng was glad in his heart, fortunately, he first put aside a few junior sisters and Fluttershy's petty love and came to see Master alone, otherwise, if he was played such a temper by Master, how would he have face?

Master has said this sentence countless times, but this time, Xiao Yuesheng can hear that she is really annoyed, and think about it, she has not come back for three days.

Regarding his teleportation supernatural powers, except for the people of the Shuiyun faction, Xiao Yuesheng didn't want outsiders to know, even if he was as close as Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction.

This supernatural power is too terrifying, and it is even more taboo, if the exterminator knows too much, it must be restless.

Think about it, if you sneak into your house quietly, it is too dangerous, like a long sword hanging from the beam of the house, which may hurt yourself at any time.

In the Fang Mansion, although it is not as comfortable as the Hanyan Pavilion, it is also exciting to change the sleeping environment.

In the evening, when he rises, he slashes Fluttershy and her love so hard that they moan and cry, and the girls in the room next to him toss and turn, eager to plug their ears, which is also a kind of evil taste that he suddenly has in his eyes.

The next morning, they would stare at him with shame and annoyance, but they were too embarrassed to say it, so they could only muffle their anger and be full of charm, Xiao Yuesheng was sullen in his heart.

Xiao Yuesheng knew that Fan Xisheng and the others had returned to Chengdu with the technique of heaven and man induction, so he resigned to Old Man Fang, saying that there was something in the faction and needed to go back to deal with it.

As soon as he left Jinning City, Xiao Yuesheng used the method of teleportation to send several junior sisters back to the faction, and then a few horses.

After taking a breath, he asked them to go to the faction to settle down first, and then went to Shuiyun Pavilion to see their master Wen Yubing alone.

Wen Yubing was lying on the incense couch in the boudoir on the second floor of Shuiyun Pavilion, bored, holding the Pure Yang Secret Book, studying the mental tricks in it.

Although the Pure Yang Sword Technique is still far from the Four Swords of Shui Yun, for ordinary people, it is already a rare secret skill that has its own unique secrets.

She is only wearing a moon-white middle coat, her face is like white jade, her hair is scattered, black and shiny, and she has a touching charm.

She lay on the incense couch, sometimes flipped through the secret notes, sometimes threw them at the head of the bed, closed her eyes, closed her eyes and slept, but she couldn't sleep, this was only in the morning, so she had to take the secret notes and look through them, this cycle began again and again, and the mood became more and more irritable.

She felt that her martial arts literacy was still low, far inferior to her eldest disciple, and in her spare time, she either chatted with him, or looked through the many martial arts secrets he recorded, and benefited a lot.

When Xiao Yue was born in the Cold Valley before, Wen Yubing didn't feel anything, she didn't go to see him, flipped through the secret notes, and lived a leisurely and comfortable life.

But since the eldest disciple left the sect, Wen Yubing felt that his heart was empty, and he had nothing to follow, even if he read a book, he couldn't read it, he felt that he couldn't lift his spirits, and everything was boring.

This feeling is not the first time she has experienced it, every time the senior disciple leaves the Shuiyun Sect, he comes out, disturbing her mind, but she can't get rid of it, which makes her extremely helpless.

She hadn't come back for three nights, and she felt more and more uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but be annoyed with the eldest disciple, and made up her mind that if he came back, she would definitely scold him.

Xiao Yuesheng came back suddenly, naturally hit the muzzle of the gun, and scolded him with a cold jade face.

Xiao Yuesheng sat on the brocade pier in front of the couch, and did not shy away from the fact that the master was only wearing a middle coat, as if he had not seen it, even Wen Yubing did not notice anything unusual.

He smiled bitterly, he didn't pay attention to the master's cold words, and Xiao Yuesheng was in little awe of this cold and compelling master.

"What are you laughing at, do you feel wronged?!" Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's wry smile, Wen Yubing was even more angry, annoyed and annoyed, and snorted coldly.

Two blush rose on her snow-white cheeks, delicate and exquisite, and her delicate body trembled slightly, and she was really angry.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and arched his hand, with a sincere expression: "Master forgives the sin, it is really because the Fang family is too enthusiastic, every time the dinner party is over, it is already very late, how can I come back and disturb the master's sleep?!"

"Flim tongue!" Wen Yubing stiffened her face, her delicate body trembled, listening to his quibble, she was even more annoyed, if he wanted to come back, who would bother him?!

She hated so much that the roots of her teeth itched, and she had nothing to vent, so she grabbed the Pure Yang Secret Book beside her, and threw it at him with a "whoosh", hitting his hateful smiling face.

Xiao Yuesheng tilted his head lightly and dodged lightly.

Wen Yubing saw that he dared to hide, his anger increased, his delicate body trembled, and he grabbed the incense pillow at the head of the bed, threw it hard, and snorted angrily: "Tell you to hide!"

Immediately, there was another incense pillow, humming "tell you to hide" in his mouth, his eyes were sour, and he wanted to cry, only thinking that he was really hateful and angry.

It wasn't until there was nothing left on the couch that Wen Yubing stopped, already panting, as if after a fierce battle.

Xiao Yuesheng rarely saw his master show such a little girlish appearance, and he didn't dare to be more excited, so he had to resist with luck, blocking them in front of him one after another and receiving them in his arms.

"Master......" Li Ruoyun's cold voice suddenly sounded outside the boudoir.

As if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, his dizzy mind suddenly sobered up, Wen Yubing looked at his surroundings and Xiao Yuesheng, couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly raised his head and said, "...... What's wrong?"

While speaking, she wiped the corners of her eyes, but fortunately the tears did not overflow, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and was ashamed and annoyed to Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and glared at him hurriedly, signaling to hurry up and find a way.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and raised his voice: "Senior sister, let's make two cups of tea." ”

"Good. Li Ruoyun responded, and her light steps gradually moved away, which made Wen Yubing breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master, is your anger gone?" Xiao Yuesheng shook slightly, and the things in his arms suddenly floated up, slowly floated to the couch, and returned to their original positions, just like before.

Wen Yubing ignored the martial arts he revealed, and snorted lightly: "I will spare you this time, and next time, see how I punish you!"

Xiao Yuesheng secretly laughed a few times, Li Ruoyun's appearance was called by him with the method of transmitting sound into the secret, if not, Wen Yubing was afraid that he would lose his temper even more.

He is affected by the life expectancy, he pays attention to a fire weather, not plague or fire, not impatient, the change of the relationship with the master, must be little by little, unconsciously change, impetuous, it is easy to produce accidents, out of control, boiling frogs in warm water, is the best means.

"Master, I heard that Fan Xisheng of Perak Hall returned from Shaolin this time and invited his teacher Yuanyin, I am afraid that he will come to our Shuiyun Sect to find a place to return......" Xiao Yue was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so she found something that could attract her.

"Shaolin...... , Yuanyin ......?" Wen Yubing straightened the hair of the shawl, smooth and black, like black satin, and her eyebrows frowned slightly, inadvertently revealing a moving style.

"According to Master's opinion, how do we deal with this Yuanyin?...... He is not a kind person who is compassionate!" Xiao Yuesheng moved the Jindun, leaning closer to the incense couch, and could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Wen Yubing's body.

Wen Yubing didn't notice anything wrong when he saw him come to him, but he just glanced at him, frowned and thought about it, then tilted his head to look at him, and hesitated: "Should I ...... What to do?...... Or, avoid it, and act as if you don't know he's coming?"

If it is replaced by the big disciple before waking up, her approach is naturally to make compromises, and the little Shuiyun Sect really can't afford to offend Shaolin.

But now that there is a big disciple here, he is afraid that he will not agree at all, besides, the current Shuiyun Sect is not afraid of Shaolin at all, it is enough to protect itself, and there is no need to compromise and seek perfection.

"Master, do you want the Shuiyun Sect to be famous in the martial arts and stand out from the crowd?" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly showed a mysterious smile.

"Famous martial arts, that's nature!" Wen Yubing tapped his sharp chin, sighed, and sighed, "...... This is your ancestor's long-cherished wish!"

"Then let's compete with Shaolin, how about it?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and said in a nonchalant tone.

"Shaolin...... , stop messing around!" Wen Yubing immediately shook her head, without hesitation.

She hurriedly explained: "With Qiu'er's thoughts, there are countless masters or sects in the martial arts, but for hundreds of years, which sect and sect can do it?...... Shaolin has deep roots and lush leaves, and the small sect without roots is just wishful thinking!"

She knows that the martial arts of the Shuiyun Sect are not what they used to be, but her mind is not hot, Shaolin has stood in the martial arts for hundreds of years, and its foundation is far from what people can imagine.

Moreover, although she has the heart to carry forward the Shuiyun faction, she has no ambition to step on the head of Shaolin, and she can be ranked at the end of the six famous factions, so she is content to be abnormal.

"Okay, if you don't kill this Yuanyin, it's it!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded helplessly, but Wen Yubing was startled.

Her face, which had just been a little smiling, suddenly turned cold, and she snorted angrily: "Qiu'er, you forgot how you promised me in the first place?!"

Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly arched his hand and said with a wry smile: "It's just talking, Master doesn't have to take it seriously." ”

Wen Yubing had asked him to make a precept to kill, and he should not kill people unless he had to.

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They arrived at the foot of the Purple Mountain, but when they saw that the fog was confused and invisible, and they couldn't find the location of the Shuiyun Sect at all, they lost patience and directly raised their voices and shouted: "Poor monk Yuanyin, I have come to visit the head of the Shuiyun Sect Wen-!"

The empty mountains are lonely, and the echoes are lingering.

"Poor monk Shaolin Yuanyin, please come out to meet Master Wen!" Monk Yuanyin stomped on the heavy Zen staff, the gravel was like powder, and shouted loudly again, but it was shouted with the lion roar of Buddhism, but the skill was not enough, and it was as bright as a bell.

(To be continued)