When Qin Su's injuries finally subsided, he didn't dare to delay for a moment to return to the martial arts.

It was a bright afternoon, and the cicadas were singing happily under the mottled leaves. He walked on the ground scorched by the sun, and heard the sound of the trumpet of martial arts training from a distance, and walked over to see the group of disciples sweating like rain under the scorching sun.

Winter practice counts nine cold, summer practice three dog summer.

During the period of his absence, their martial arts did not fall, and even the sound of their steps was surprisingly consistent, not like dumplings in the pot, Qin Su was very satisfied.

Meng Li saw a person walking steadily from a distance, and when she looked up, it was Qin Su who had recovered, she was relieved, and she didn't have to worry about guilt all day long. God knows whose stomach the soup she boiled went into, and Qin Su's face didn't have half a tael of meat, but the people in the entire dormitory became more and more rounded.

She turned her eyes to look at him, and saw that he was also looking at herself, and couldn't help but smile brightly.

That smile was hearty and innocent, which made Qin Su suddenly think of a pear blossom blooming in the wind in spring, clean, tidy, bright and moving. Could this be the so-called beautiful woman? Qin Su was shocked, could she even afford this word? According to her heartless temperament, she would grow up to be a heroic woman in a few years, but she would not be so captivating. It's just that with such a temperament, no matter what husband he marries, I'm afraid that he will make his in-laws' family suffer some hardships.

Fortunately, this person will never be himself, Qin Su smiled at Meng Li very reassuringly after thinking about it like this.

Song Zixian on the side silently looked at everything clearly, since these two people actually have a time when they meet and laugh and enmity, they should also imagine the magnificent scene of their primary school next year, maybe one day the sun will hit the west and come out?

In the case of Meng Li's daily noon sleepiness, Jingyi finally couldn't sit still under the repeated requests of several teaching masters, and after drinking a cup of light tea, she solemnly said to her peers: "In this case, she will be exempted from her noon homework, and I will teach it myself, I don't believe that she can sleep under my nose!"

"There is a long way to go!" Jing An, who was deeply appreciative, looked at Jing Yi with the eyes of a passer-by, patted her shoulder sympathetically and worriedly, and the rest of the words were silent.

"I'll bring you two pieces of news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to listen to first?" said with a smile on his face as he stood in front of Meng Li.

Meng Li had an ominous premonition, this premonition was like returning to the pot before coming out of the pot, I don't know whether it was salty or light, she said with all her strength: "Let's talk about it first!"

"Master said, you don't have to attend the afternoon class tomorrow for the time being!" said Nuo Nuo smiled.

As if a pie had fallen from the sky, Meng Li was almost smashed, but she still didn't feel arrogant and impatient in her ecstasy: "What about the bad one?"

"Master said, you will go to her meditation room to learn the piano at noon in the future!" said Nuo covered his mouth and laughed gloatingly.

Before he could smell the pie that had just fallen, he poured a basin of cold water down, cold from his head to the center of his feet, and Meng Li complained bitterly on the spot. The so-called qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, which boudoir woman has not touched, when she was at home in the past, her father who was good at dancing and writing did not teach, but the next day she was scolded by her mother: "Is my famous daughter an ordinary boudoir lady, what do you do to learn these things from Yingying Yanyan?"

"Her surname is Meng!" her father argued, arguing at the top of his voice.

"It's not okay to have a surname Meng, I can't say no!" her mother yelled directly, breaking her father's desire for a caring little padded jacket.

Since then, dancing guns and sticks, beckoning the upper body with fists and legs, when she was seven or eight years old, Meng Li no longer had a trace of a girl, her father watched her from a small jasper carved jade, and grew crazy overnight into a wild girl who was frightened and avoided by the servants of the house, and sighed. The night before Meng Li left home at the Xuanmen, she saw her grandmother who took care of herself wiping her tears vigorously in front of the window, and she thought that her grandmother must be reluctant to take her since she was a child.

Who knew that Mama's voiceover was: "Thank God, the old body has survived!"

The next day, Meng Li reluctantly entered the quiet meditation room, and she had already lit the sandalwood and sat beside the master, looking at her with some curiosity. Meng Li looked at the lyre in front of him, in fact, he still had some understanding in his heart, its sound was strange and elegant, tragic and long, also known as "the sound of the ancients, the sound of heaven and earth", and pay attention to the right time and place, there are six taboos and seven do not play.

The quiet piano skills are perfect, a few strings fly under her fingertips, a string and a column are like the sound of heaven, and the strings are flipped like snow in the clouds, clean and subtle, subtle and long, cold and immortal.

Wait until Meng Li pressed the strings decently, raised her hand, the trembling timbre was as unbearable as sawing wood, and then raised her hand, the koi in the glass jar were restless and restless, and then raised her hand again, without saying a word, she covered her ears and rushed out of the meditation room, she felt that Meng Li was not playing the piano but was torturing this guqin, and from then on, as long as Meng Li came to learn the piano and gave her ten guts, she would not dare to stay in the house.

Thanks to Jing Yi's cultivation, Meng Li broke three strings in one afternoon, not only was she not angry, but she seemed to be mentally prepared, and continued the strings slowly and methodically. She felt that as long as she could teach Meng Li well, no matter how stubborn her apprentice would be in the future.

"Come on, you try again. Jing Yi continued the strings, and after trying the timbre, he placed the piano intact in front of Meng Li.

Meng Li's hand shook, and Jing Yi felt that her eyebrows were also shaking, and she couldn't imagine that she hadn't been able to cultivate to the realm of forgetting things and me for so long. Later, as soon as Jingyi heard Meng Li playing the piano, she felt that her cultivation was still lacking, and she still had to repair.

Meng Li's piano is rotten, but the kung fu on her body is becoming more and more decent under the guidance of Ling Zenzi, which can be described as a gain and a loss, which can be regarded as complementary.

Sometimes even Qin Su felt that he had to be careful when he fought with her again, and he was accidentally snatched by Meng Li to go first. In fact, Meng Li's real kung fu is very hidden, and only Ling Zenzi, who taught her privately, knows how her martial arts are.

Gou Nuo entered the Xuanmen with his former kung fu, even if Meng Li sometimes showed her majesty and asked her to call herself a senior sister, Gou Nuo also sneered and said: "Just your kung fu?" Meng Li felt that although she was despised by a serious junior, it was an opportunity for her to show her courage as a senior sister who could support the boat with a big belly, so she didn't care about it at the moment and said: "It's okay if you don't call me senior sister, as long as you are willing to make me a friend." ”

"Yes, as long as you don't play the piano for me!" said Nuo laughed.

Meng Li thought it was okay, and happily took Nuo's hand to play. Nuo has no relatives and no reason in the Xuanmen, and the rest of the disciples avoid isolating her and squeezing her because she is from the Demon Sect, but only Meng Li is willing to have fellowship with her heart, and Nuo, who has been lonely and helpless for several days, immediately introduces Meng Li as a confidant.

Whether it's eating, walking, sleeping or whatever, she can ignore the criticism of others with Meng Li.

Qu Wenchang, who has always had a big mouth, finally couldn't help but stop Meng Li and said, "Are you her bodyguard, follow you so inseparably, for fear that we won't be able to eat her?"

Gu Nuo's face was already red and white at that time, she had no parents since she was a child, and she was more sensitive, and after losing Ye Qingzhou, she entered the Xuanmen and was even more cautious walking on thin ice, and a word from anyone could make her worry for a long time.

"Listen, I am my friend of Meng Li, from now on, if any of you dare to bully her, you will not be able to get along with me Meng Li, and whoever can't get along with me, I will let whoever can't get by!" Meng Li turned his face and said unceremoniously.

"So, are you going to draw a line with us?" Qu Wenchang did not back down.

"I don't care, so when you run out of pocket money at the end of the month, you will naturally not open your mouth to borrow it from me, so I am happy!" Meng Li hugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Good men don't fight with women, I don't care about you!" Qu Wenchang immediately blushed and turned to leave.

"Remember last month's hanging money!" Meng Li shouted at his fleeing back, and even couldn't help but laugh after shouting.

"I really envy you, you can get along with so many people, but will this give you trouble?"

"Trouble, what trouble? They're just friends of wine and meat at best, and they're all messing around when they need it, and they're all gone when they don't. Meng Li waved his hand.

After getting such a beautiful friend, Meng Li was very happy in her heart, and wrote a letter to her hair that night, and presented her joy one by one on the letter: "I recently made a new friend, you definitely don't believe that there are such good-looking people in this world!" After writing, when the ink dried Meng Li took it to the pigeon room and sent it out overnight.

The pigeon fluttered its white wings, swept over the mountains and rivers, flew for a long time overnight, hovered over the Shuzhong realm for a while, and finally gathered its wings in front of the window of Xiaoxuan, a mansion surrounded by layers of high walls, and stopped. The white dove cooed in front of the window with the letter on the ankle ring, and a pair of small hands excitedly untied the letter on it, and after the small eyes swept the contents of it, it immediately became angry, and smashed a pair of pink fists on the table, so frightened that the servants in the room did not dare to come out of the atmosphere.

"Come, prepare the horses!" the little girl turned to the servant woman in the house, but she was young and her temper was not small, and no one in the whole room dared to ask what the horses were going to, where they were going, and how many days they were going, but they immediately went to the stables to prepare.

After learning the piano for a while, Meng Li's finally figured out the fingering and could intermittently play the outline of "Autumn Wind Words". Jingyi rubbed her temples with her fingers and said: "You did a good job today, as long as you work harder in the future, that's it for today!" Meng Li shouted liberation in her heart, and left the meditation room with a smile, Jingyi looked at her as happy as a bird out of the cage, and couldn't help but say: "Although my Jingyi's one-handed piano skills have reached the peak, who would have thought that my apprentices would not even be able to play the whole song well, but I have to review and review it again!"

Meng Li was relieved and happy this time, and was about to go to find Nuo but was stopped by the disciple guarding the mountain gate: "I can be regarded as looking for you, a little girl from the mountain gate, I want to see you by name, but it's fierce." ”

"What little girl, what is she looking for me?" Meng Li asked.

"How do I know, I only saw that the little girl was very pretty, and she was dressed very gorgeously, but as soon as she went up the mountain, she shouted your name and told you to get out and meet her!" the disciple said.

Meng Li said "Huh", and then followed the disciple to trot, and when he arrived at the mountain gate, he saw that many people had already come around, all talking about something, Meng Li stepped forward, and only heard these few people bet on each other.

"I'll bet that little girl in red to win, you see that she is aggressive, she must be extraordinary!"

"Not necessarily, don't look at that junior sister who is weak, she is a beginner in art, and her kung fu is not weak!"

After hearing this, Meng Li probably understood that someone was competing in front of the mountain gate, which attracted them to bet here, so he also squeezed forward and unceremoniously took out a hanging of money and said: "Take me, whoever buys more will follow whom!"

"Meng Li?" Song Zixian, who never missed any gambling games, poked his head out of the crowd and said unexpectedly, "Aren't you the bodyguard and follower of Nuo, she is being beaten this time, you still have the heart to gamble with us?"

"What?" Meng Li immediately exclaimed, turned her head to look at the mountain gate of the martial arts competition, and sure enough, she saw that the slender figure of Nuo Nuo was fighting against people!