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"Master." Ye Luo appeared at the door, holding on to the door frame and shouting weakly: "Senior brothers are here to see my apprentice. Don't blame the senior brothers. If you want to punish me, just punish my apprentice."

Ye Luo said and knelt down.

"Junior Sister Ye..."

A disciple shouted lowly.

Immediately, a disciple took responsibility: "Donglin Immortal Lord... the disciples came to see Junior Sister Ye on their own and have nothing to do with Junior Sister Ye."

The other disciples all agreed.

Put all the responsibility on yourself.

Donglin: "Look what she is doing?"

"Junior sister Ye is injured..."

Donglin glanced around Ye Luo's body, but couldn't tell what his emotions were.

After a while, Dong Lin asked aloud: "How did you get injured?"

"Yes...it's little senior sister."

"Senior brother!" Ye Luo whispered: "Don't talk nonsense."

The senior brother was very angry: "Junior sister Ye, she has reached this point, and you still want to speak for her?"

Ye Luo woke up just now, and they asked Ye Luo what happened.

Ye Luo was a victim herself, so she told them directly about the incident.

"Senior sister...she didn't mean it, it's my fault." Ye Luo bit her lower lip and advised in embarrassment: "Stop talking."

"Immortal Lord, please make the decision for Junior Sister Ye."

"Immortal Lord, please seek justice for Junior Sister Ye."

These disciples stood up for Ye Luo, and Ye Luo whispered to them to stop talking.

Donglin asked: "What's going on?"

"Immortal Master, it's the little senior sister..." Blah blah blah.

The disciple quickly recounted the entire incident.

After listening to this, Dong Lin's expression remained calm: "Where is Chu Zheng?"

Everyone looked around but didn't see Chu Zheng.

-

Chuzheng stepped into the main hall.

Incense was lit in the hall, and there was a faint fragrance.

A man dressed in white as snow, sitting in the hall, looks like a man in a painting.

Unparalleled elegance and elegance.

Chuzheng met the man's gaze and looked him aside with some wantonness.

When Dong Lin saw Chu Zheng, his expression was natural and there was nothing unusual about it.

Chuzheng walked in. Not particularly respectful, but still unmistakable, she saluted: "Master."

Dong Lin didn't waste any time and asked directly: "Did you hit your junior sister?"

"No."

"Senior Sister, don't you admit it if you dare!" Before Dong Lin could finish speaking, the disciple next to him exploded first.

"I've never done it, why should I admit it?" Chuzheng replied calmly.

"Senior sister...Senior sister didn't mean it. Master, let's forget about this, I'm fine." Ye Luo said it was okay, but there was a look of aggrievedness on his face.

"..." I really - I did it on purpose.

Some disciples were dissatisfied: "How can we forget it? It is a taboo for fellow disciples to kill each other!"

Chuzheng asked calmly: "You said I hit her, where is the evidence? She can't say it was me, it was me. If I come back injured outside and identify you as the one who hit me, is it you who hit me?"

The disciple was so blocked that he couldn't say a word.

The hall suddenly became quiet.

The man on the high seat broke the silence: "Ye Luo, do you have any evidence?"

Ye Luo: "..."

What evidence can she have?

In a deserted place, she left after playing Chu Zheng.

-

Chuzheng stepped out of the hall intact, the other disciples dispersed, and Ye Luo limped out after her.

Dong Lin was still in the hall, and Ye Luo didn't dare to say anything, but only glared at her fiercely.

Chuzheng looked at her fearlessly.

Ye Luo was so angry that she walked away. She must avenge this!

After Ye Luo left, Chuzheng turned around and returned to the main hall.

Dong Lin was just about to come out when the two of them bumped into each other at the door.

"Master."

Dong Lin stood with his hands behind his hands and said in a cold and distant tone: "Is something wrong?"

"..."

Chuzheng narrowed her eyes.

What does this pretense of ‘we are not familiar with’ mean?

Just put your pants up and you won’t admit it! !

"Master, aren't you going to give me an explanation for what happened last night?"

Donglin: "What's the matter?"

He looked serious, as if he really didn't know what happened last night.

Chuzheng stared into Donglin's eyes.

Those eyes were clear and bright, calm and calm. They were different from the misty eyes last night.

Chuzheng was suspicious: "Is your name Donglin?"

"..." Dong Lin was silent: "Call him by his first name. How did you learn the rules?"

Chuzheng replied calmly: "Master taught me well."

"..."

Dong Lin had a stern face and warned her: "Next time, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Donglin threw up his sleeves and left. Chuzheng touched his chin and stared at his back thoughtfully.

Is this person pretending to have amnesia, or does he really not remember?

Is Hao Ren Ka trying to disown his account?

This is not bad!

Must be locked up! !

-

When Dong Lin came out of seclusion, the sect master and several elders all came over. These big guys gathered together and didn't know what to talk about.

Of course Chuzheng didn't bother to care.

It's just that the good guy refused to admit his fault, which made her a little unhappy.

Just go to bed and I won't cause trouble for you.

Why are you still pretending to have amnesia?

Chuzheng walked up the mountain with a candied haws in her mouth, thinking about the good guy stuck in her heart, and didn't notice the demon spirit coming out of nowhere.

"Are you ashamed that such a big man eats candied haws on a stick?" The demon spirit chuckled: "You haven't grown up yet, have you?"

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng almost killed the demon spirit with a stick.

You came out of nowhere!

Silence!

Must be silenced!

How can a boss be seen eating candied haws? !

"I had some trouble practicing my swordsmanship today..."

"I don't understand either. In a moment we...little senior sister?"

Chuzheng stood on the road with her hands behind her back, expressionless, and her eyes were cold, which looked a bit scary.

The few disciples who were talking looked at each other and hurried past her.

After the people disappeared, Chuzheng's tense body relaxed and she turned to look for the demon spirit.

The surroundings were empty, except for the sound of the wind blowing, and there were no demons anywhere.

The dog ran pretty fast.

Chuzheng bit the last candied haws of sugar haws and returned to Tianjing Peak with a fierce look.

"Where have you gone?"

As soon as Chuzheng stepped into her room, she saw Donglin sitting inside.

The man was reading a book in his hand, and his snow-white clothes were scattered on the ground, like snow lotuses spread out.

Chuzheng paused and closed the door with her backhand.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Dong Lin's eyes moved away from the book and fell on her.

"Have you finished reading all these books?"

"I've finished reading." Chuzheng walked to the incense burner in the room and pinched the incense burning inside.

She didn't order it when she left. She must have ordered it when her master came over.

"Do you understand everything?"

"Forget it."

After Chu Zheng finished pinching the incense, she walked directly to sit opposite Dong Lin.

Dong Lin narrowed his eyes, but he didn't scold her for being unruly.

He looked away, holding a page between his slender fingertips and slowly turning over it: "How have you been practicing lately?"

Donglin rarely pays attention to the original master's cultivation issues.

At most, just give her a few books and let her understand on her own.

Otherwise, just give me a few pointers.

Suddenly came over to care about how she was practicing? There's a ghost!