Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Fengqi Mountain, Jade Phoenix Sect.

Among the plane trees all over the mountain, the majestic and magnificent Zongmen buildings are located in it.

From time to time, rare birds fly over the lush leaves and cry, alarming others of the same kind to swim towards the blue sky together.

The brook in the mountain is gurgling and flowing, although it is not like the turbulent river in Cangxingmen, where the turbid waves are empty, but it also has a unique charm, and the scenery style calls itself a family.

As the weather got warmer and the trees became more luxuriant, the disciples in the mountains also changed their heavy cotton clothes and put on light clothes.

While everything is recovering, people's hearts are also eager to move.

Spring is the season of wild beasts.

Human beings, as higher animals, are not exempt.

Every spring, there would always be disciples from other sects coming to visit the Jade Phoenix Sect, causing the girls to smile shyly, their faces rosy, and blooming flowers.

Today's spring is still the same, and the Jade Phoenix Sect will be lively every day.

There are male disciples from other sects who linger and forget to return as soon as they enter the mountain gate, and do not want to return to their own sect.

This is also human nature.

After all, the entire Fengqi Mountain is full of girls with unparalleled beauty and temperament, but any man will not want to leave when he comes.

Of course, visitors are not allowed to stay overnight here.

There is no reason, this is the rule since the founding of the Jade Phoenix Sect.

No one can change it.

Occasionally, Luo Yu, the master of the Jade Phoenix, would step out of the high pavilion to take a look at the prosperous scene in the sect, and stand on the attic where the suzerain was, looking around.

At this time, if a young man was lucky enough to witness her honor, he would brag about it with his classmates after going back down the mountain.

"I saw that beautiful woman in her mid-mature, she is really unique in the world."

"Then her direct disciple, Huawujian Fan Qingmeng, have you ever seen it?"

"It's not."

"Hey, it's boring, so what's the matter with meeting an old woman? If you meet Fan Qingmeng, then it will be amazing, and then it will be worthy of your life."

Such conversations are always spread among teenagers.

It's a pity that few people who came to visit Jade Phoenix Sect could see her.

Of course, this does not include super sects like Zhengyang Sect.

Every spring, Zhengyangzong will send people to visit.

Moreover, the person who came was still the most powerful existence in the sect, just like the one who shined in the Martial Arts Competition, but Ye Chen, who was defeated by Tang Canxi in the end, had once visited.

Out of etiquette, Jade Phoenix Sect would occasionally meet him and chat with him in the reception hall.

However, these are all face-saving.

Because Fan Qingmeng didn't like chatting with this guy who didn't talk a fart for a long time, and she was a face control, Ye Chen really wasn't particularly good-looking.

Later, after she was promoted to the young suzerain, she didn't need to show up when ordinary people came.

Because the status is different.

She is already at the level of the suzerain, and the other sects are the first ones, so she doesn't need to show face.

In diplomacy, what we pay attention to is equality of status.

This year, it is still the case.

Zhengyangzong sent Ye Chen again.

An inner disciple who was in charge of suzerain Luo Yu's daily life heard the news of Ye Chen's arrival, thought for a while and walked towards the attic where the young suzerain was.

When we got there, we first informed the girl guarding the gate, and after a while, the girl came back and let her in.

The inner disciple came to the attic, without looking up, straightened the hem of his skirt, bowed respectfully and said:

"Young Sect Master, Zhengyang Sect Ye Chen is asking to see you."

"..."

No echo.

After waiting for a while, the disciple felt a little embarrassed, wondering if the young suzerain hadn't heard, or if you always want to see him and call back.

So she raised her head slightly and said again:
"Young Sect Master, Zhengyang Sect's..."

"Ok?"

In the middle of speaking, she shut up.

Because the inner sect disciple who was in charge of delivering the letter saw the red-clothed man who had fascinated countless people, sitting in front of the desk, holding a wolf pen in his hand, as if he was writing something, but his expression seemed to be extremely entangled, and he couldn't make up his mind.

The disciples of the inner sect are lively and cheerful, curious in their hearts, coupled with the recent rumors in the sect, she wanted to find out in her heart, so she stood on tiptoe, stretched her neck and looked towards Fan Qingmeng's table.

I saw a piece of white paper covered with ink, but there was no writing on it.

Obviously, Shaozong mainly wrote something, but he didn't write it for a long time.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Fan Qingmeng sensed the other party's breath, raised his head, and frowned.

The inner disciple immediately retracted his neck in fright.

"Hehe, okay, Xiaoyu, you dare to peek at the letter written by the suzerain? Ask for a fight."

"whee."

Xiaoyu smiled lightly, bent over quickly, covered her head, and acted like she was afraid:

"Young Sect Master, Xiaoyu knows his mistake and dare not do it again."

Of course Fan Qingmeng wouldn't hit her for real, he just pretended to be annoyed, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Who did you say was here?"

"Hey, it's Ye Chen from Zhengyang Sect. This year he still visits the mountain. Do you want to meet?"

Fan Qingmeng shook his head helplessly:
"not see."

"I didn't have any interest in him at first, so why does he go up the mountain every year? I don't need to see him even for the normal contacts between the sects. Now that I am the young sect master, I am not equal in status. Seeing him makes me seem like a My Jade Phoenix Sect has fallen behind."

"That's the reason, or the young suzerain's opinion."

Fan Qingmeng's beautiful eyes pretended to be sideways, and she waved her hands and said:
"Go, see which elder is free, and chat with him casually."

"clear."

Xiaoyu nodded and bowed, and was about to leave, but she caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye before turning around, there was a portrait next to the case, the person on it was handsome and handsome, like a banished fairy.

Xiaoyu exclaimed, her eyes widened:

"Young Sect Master, who is the person in this portrait?"

Fan Qingmeng was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover it up, but in the end he gave up, showing a smile like a girl in Huaichun:
"This person is the master of Cangxingmen, Wei Canglan."

"Wow!"

Xiaoyu trembled in shock, suddenly recalling the recent rumors in the sect.

I heard that the Young Sect Master has been looking far away from the attic since he came back from Panmang Mountain, as if he was looking to the north.

Combined with this portrait, Xiaoyu immediately understood.

The rumors are true.

The young suzerain already has his own heart.

It was the master of Cangxingmen, Wei Canglan.

Xiaoyu smirked badly:
"Young Sect Master, don't you..."

"A fight?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue and ran away quickly.

Quiet was restored in the attic.

Fan Qingmeng sat down again, picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully, as if Wei Canglan was right in front of her.

After a long time, she put down the portrait and picked up the pen:
Canglan is the second seat, seeing words like meeting.

It's been a month since we left Panmang Mountain. I don't know if the next seat is safe?How much has the cultivation improved?

……

After writing for a while, Fan Qingmeng sighed, put down his hair, read the contents of the letter, and was not satisfied, so he raised his hand and kneaded it into a ball.

She had thought about the content of the letter for a long time, but every time she wrote it, she was still not satisfied.

At this moment, Xiaoyu turned back again, with a serious expression:
"Young suzerain, the suzerain has a request."