After the joke, the four masters and apprentices all put away their smiles and solemnly talked about the appointment to fight the "Sword Emperor" Ouyang Jianxin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, the disciple's willfulness for a while, you have to worry about it. Xun Lie respectfully knelt in front of Zhou Muyu.

"As the son of man, as the lord of man, you should get back the justice of Wenxin Pavilion. Zhou Muyu paused, looked at Xun Lie with a serious face, and continued, "The teacher said that he would not do it for you, but the teacher hopes that you will not carry this burden alone, after all, you still have the big family of Jidao, and there are brothers and sisters who can be relied on!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Shaoyou and Song Yunfeng both looked solemnly at Senior Brother Xun Lie.

"In the same way, Yunfeng is too, one day you will seek justice for your father and bring back your mother. Zhou Muyu looked at the little disciple Song Yunfeng again, "Yunfeng, when you were a teacher, you shouldn't forget the senior brothers behind you." ”

"Master, disciple obeys!" the two were moved.

"Shaoyou, as a teacher, I hope you can take over the battle with Ouyang Jianxin for your senior brother. Zhou Muyu said to Yan Shao in a deep voice.

"The disciple is willing to take over this battle for the senior brother!" said Yan Shaoyou.

"Xiao Lie, the original incident was all about Tiangang Mountain and Baizhanmen making trouble behind their backs, and now that Baizhan has been destroyed, Tiangang, the only remaining mastermind, will be handed over to you to deal with. ”

"Yes!"

"Okay, let's not talk about these heavy topics for a few days, let's go to the cafeteria for a meal. Zhou Muyu asked the three of them with a smile.

"The disciple is only arranged by the master!" the three of them replied at the same time.

Zhou Muyu waved his sleeves and took the three of them to the second floor of the canteen for dinner. The four masters and apprentices happily enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, and after that, Yan Shaoyou and Song Yunfeng returned to their respective posts, and after being away for so many days, they also had to understand the current situation.

Xun Lie first went to the torture hall and conveyed the situation of these days to the eldest disciple Ning Sansi, and then he went to the trial tower to find the second disciple Shen Tu Hong, and exchanged some experiences with him of the "Eight Desolation Fist Sutra", and then forcibly sent Shen Tu Hong back to the dormitory, and then returned to the room himself. Zhou Muyu and the others returned unscathed, allowing him to let go of his tense nerves, and he could finally rest peacefully tonight.

The full moon sprinkled the gentle moonlight, shrouded in the bluestone slab path of the extreme road, Yan Shaoyou inquired about the cultivation status of the disciples, and after solving their doubts, he embarked on the road back to the room. Yan Shaoyou's heart was a little confused, he was still thinking about the young man he met during the day, he didn't understand why Shizun was unwilling to help that young man.

Yan Shaoyou returned to his room in a trance, and after washing, he was about to go to bed, when there was a knock on the door, Yan Shaoyou thought it was Mu Qinglan who came to find him, and slowly stepped forward and opened the door.

The door opened, and indeed Zhou Muyu was standing outside the door, Yan Shaoyou was stunned, he didn't know why Zhou Muyu came late at night.

"What, there is a secret in the room?" Zhou Muyu asked with a smile.

"No, no, Master, please come in. Yan Shaoyou came back to his senses and invited Zhou Muyu into his room.

"I still remember the first time I officially met you, and it was also like this!" Zhou Muyu chuckled.

"Master, you remember. Yan Shaoyou touched his nose and relieved his embarrassment.

"You are all the most important disciples of the teacher, how can the teacher forget. ”

"Master!" Yan Shaoyou was a little moved.

"Shaoyou, do you complain a little that the teacher didn't help that young man. Zhou Muyu said softly.

"The disciple didn't dare. Yan Shaoyou lowered his head and said softly.

Zhou Muyu smiled: "I have lived with you for five years, and your little habits are clear to you, and you can't hide it from you." ”

"Master, the disciple really doesn't understand why you don't want to help that young man. Yan Shaoyou expressed the question in his heart.

"Shaoyou, you saw your own figure in that young man. Zhou Muyu said lightly.

Yan Shaoyou nodded and said indignantly: "We are all weak people who are oppressed by the strong!"

"But he is different from you, and even more different from your two brothers!" Zhou Muyu said categorically.

"Why?" Yan Shaoyou hurriedly asked.

"No matter how you are bullied, do you have the idea of angering others? Your senior brother has the enmity of destroying the family, have you ever thought of destroying several wealthy families to vent the hatred in your heart? Has your junior brother become crazy and bloodthirsty because of hatred?"

Zhou Muyu asked a few questions in a row, which made Yan Shaoyou fall silent. After a while, Yan Shaoyou squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "Master, but, but he is still just a child!"

"Don't swim less, don't look at the surface of everything. Zhou Muyu said lightly, and then he took out a file from behind him and handed it to Yan Shaoyou.

Yan Shaoyou took it and took a look, the file was full of the evil deeds of the teenager, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "How..."

"As the teacher said, don't just look at the surface of everything, you only see others beating him, but you never think about why people want to put him to death. Zhou Muyu stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes shining cold.

Yan Shaoyou lowered his head again: "Master, the disciple is wrong. ”

Immediately afterwards, Yan Shaoyou's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said indignantly: "The disciple will go and deal with this scourge." ”

Zhou Muyu waved his sleeves and stopped him: "The teacher has passed the book to Master Liu, asking him to kill this person, and this file was also sent by Master Liu to the master beast himself." ”

"Master!" Yan Shaoyou called out in a complicated voice.

"Only this once!" Zhou Muyu said lightly.

"Yes, the disciple will never do it again!"

Looking at Yan Shaoyou's resolute face, Zhou Muyu nodded, and then he asked, "Your gentleman's sword was destroyed in the ruins, right?"

"Yes, the disciples have taken good care of the sword given to the disciple by the master, and I ask the master to forgive me. Yan Shaoyou said ashamedly.

"For the teacher, there is no blame for you, take it. Zhou Muyu smiled, took out a sword from behind him, and handed it to Yan Shaoyou.

Yan Shaoyou took it and saw that this sword was the heroic sword that had always accompanied Zhou Muyu! He was stunned, and handed the sword back: "The hero sword is the master's saber, how dare the disciple..."

"Tell you to take it, what are you doing with such a mother-in-law, outsiders say that you are like a teacher, now it seems that your heat is not enough!" Zhou Muyu glanced at Yan Shaoyou, "And the teacher has recently understood, this sword is no longer suitable for the sword, the teacher needs to cast another sword, and this guy definitely does not want to stay in the instrument room, you are a person who cherishes the sword, give it to you, it is a good destination." ”

"Disciple, thank you, Master!" Yan Shaoyou held the heroic sword in both hands, and his heart was full of turmoil.

"Okay, after so many busy days, it's time for the teacher to go back and get a good night's sleep. ”

Hearing this, Yan Shaoyou immediately stepped forward and was about to send Shizun back to his room, but was stopped by Shizun: "I can find a way for Shizun, I don't need you to send it, you can rest early." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Muyu turned around and walked out of the door, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night, and Yan Shaoyou didn't notice how he left at all.

Yan Shaoyou retreated into the room, closed the door, gently pulled out the hero sword in his hand, and cut a wound on the palm.

"I swear here that I will never live up to the high expectations of my master!"