In the end, it was Cao Xiaoning who opened his mouth to persuade him, but He Yao did not insist on letting Song Jingrui buy it, but he also continued to hang him aside, talking and laughing with Cao Xiaoning.

Cao Xiaoning continued to inquire about the situation of the Lingyun Sect, and He Yao knew everything, whether it was the personnel situation of the sect or the trivial matters of daily life, he had no reservations about Cao Xiaoning.

Cao Xiaoning even felt that if he asked He Yao for their Lingyun swordsmanship, He Yao would hesitate for a moment at most, and he would still secretly show him the sword book.

Hey, it seems that it looks good, but it doesn't have to be all troubles, and there are a lot of benefits.

At least he relied on his face and learned a lot of information about Pang Qingyun from He Yao's mouth.

This person is righteous to his friends, kind and amiable to his apprentices, and affectionate and dedicated to his wife, when He Yao mentioned him, he was in awe, and even Song Jingrui echoed on the side, saying that it was his luck to be Pang Qingyun's apprentice.

If Lao Cao hadn't told Cao Xiaoning about the dirtiness behind Pang Qingyun, Cao Xiaoning would definitely really admire Pang Qingyun.

But obviously, this is a hypocrite, the kind that is more terrible than a real villain or even a wicked person, and he is still counting the money for him when he is killed.

One how Yao.

Listening to He Yao, she joined the Lingyun Sect with her own brother since she was a child, his brother is the body of the innate wood walk, and the cultivation talent is outstanding, and he soon became the senior brother of the Lingyun Sect, and is known as the next head of the Lingyun Sect, but five years ago, in the process of traveling down the mountain, he died at the hands of an evil cultivator, and this evil cultivator was finally killed by Pang Qingyun, who avenged the disciples.

When He Yao said this, he felt both pity for his brother and gratitude to his master, but Cao Xiaoning knew that eighty percent of He Yao's brother was killed by Pang Qingyun, and this grandson was willing to even do it with his own son, what is an apprentice?

Cao Xiaoning couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Hey, Master Pang is such a masterpiece, I really want to see him with my own eyes." ”

Song Jingrui glanced at Cao Xiaoning coldly, thinking to himself what kind of character my master is, and you can see it if you want to?

He reminded He Yao: "Senior sister, it's not too early, since the Rentu Luo pot has been conferred, we should also go back to Lingyun Mountain." ”

He Yao blinked and said to Cao Xiaoning: "Young Master Cao, don't you want to see my master, why don't you go back to Lingyun Mountain with us?"

"I can't ask for it. ”

Cao Xiaoning smiled, He Yao and Song Jingrui brought themselves to Pang Qingyun, it was easier and more comfortable than going into the mountain by themselves.

"Senior sister!" Song Jingrui gave a look.

He had been holding back just now, knowing that his junior sister and Cao Xiaoning had just met in Pingshui and would soon separate, but he never thought that his junior sister would invite him back to Lingyun Sect, of course this was not.

"Senior brother, if it weren't for Gongzi Cao's action today, not only would we not be able to kill people Tuluo Pot, but there would also be danger, he is our benefactor, and it is natural to invite him to Lingyun Mountain as a guest. Master has always been hospitable, and I must want to see him!" He Yao said.

But I thought in my heart that Cao Gongzi has no sect or faction, his cultivation is high, and he is so good-looking, the master may be an apprentice of him, and then he can see Cao Gongzi every day.

Song Jingrui pulled He Yao aside, covered his mouth with his hand, and approached He Yao's ear, He Yao shrank his head, kept a distance from him, and listened to him whisper: "Senior sister, this person's origin is unknown, it is difficult to guarantee that there is no intention, and you must not rashly bring it back to the sect." ”

"What kind of intentions can Cao Gongzi have?" He Yao said dissatisfiedly: "If he had an attempt, he wouldn't have saved me just now!"

Song Jingrui said: "I'm worried that he has an intention for you!"

"Have an intention on me?"

He Yao glanced at Cao Xiaoning in the distance, and Cao Xiaoning waved his hand to her with a bright smile.

He Yao was overjoyed, so she had to take him back......

However, she said: "Senior brother, don't worry, I believe that Cao Gongzi is not that kind of person." ”

"How long have you known him, why do you believe him?" Song Jingrui asked, "Just because he is good-looking?"

"That's right!"

He Yao said firmly: "Cao Gongzi is so good-looking, especially in those bright eyes, it is like hiding the stars and the sea, born from the heart, his heart must be very kind, I believe in him!"

Song Jingrui held his forehead, closed his eyes and sighed, completely speechless.

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Cao Xiaoning followed Senior Brother and Sister He Yao to Lingyun Sect.

Along the way, Song Jingrui only felt that it was not him and his sister who took Cao Xiaoning back to the mountain, but his sister and Cao Xiaoning who took him back to the mountain, because he was often the one who followed behind, and He Yao and Cao Xiaoning walked side by side.

He Yao seemed to have forgotten him, and never looked back at Song Jingrui, but Cao Xiaoning would look back at him from time to time, because Cao Xiaoning could always faintly feel a hatred that fell on his back.

Hundreds of miles north of Yangfeng County, there are mountains, and the famous Lingyun Sect is here. About three days later, the three of them finally approached the mountains, and they could reach the Lingyun Sect tomorrow.

In the evening, the spring rain continued to fall, and the three of them could no longer sleep in the mountains, so they found a village and prepared to spend the night.

It is a small village, there are not many households, the pale yellow village road turned dark brown due to the rain, began to muddy, the three of them walked on the road, and when they were feeling that there was no figure around, a woman ran in front of them.

With a sloppy face, messy hair, and a hen in her arms, she fell to the ground several times, covered in mud, but she didn't care about it, got up and continued to run. When passing by Cao Xiaoning and the others, Cao Xiaoning noticed that her eyes were blank, and she seemed to be delirious, a little demented and crazy.

"Crazy woman, give me back the chicken!"

Behind the woman holding the chicken, there were two figures, a man and a woman, both of whom were farmers, the man was holding a wooden stick, and the woman was scolding. Judging by their appearance, it should be the owner of the hen, and it was the crazy woman who stole their chickens.

They quickly caught up with the mad woman, and while pulling, the mad woman fell to the ground, splashed and rolled on the ground, desperately trying to protect the hen in her arms.

"I'll kill you crazy!"

The man was furious, waved a wooden stick, and landed on the crazy woman, but the crazy woman still didn't let go, as if the hen in her arms was her life.

"Stop!"

At this moment, another short man shouted and ran, he hugged the man wielding a wooden stick, knelt on the ground and begged, "Don't fight!"

The man with the wooden stick wiped the rain from his face and shouted, "Short old six, can you fucking take care of your crazy woman! I stole my chicken a few days ago, and I came to steal it again today, and it's over, right? Do you believe that I killed her?"

The short old man clasped his palms together and bowed again and again: "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I didn't take a good look at my daughter-in-law! We will return the chicken to you immediately!"

The dwarf old man pulled the crazy woman and said, "Cuifen, quickly return the chicken!"

The mad woman hugged the hen tightly and did not speak, but shook her head.