Peerless Master

This year, Meng Tinglan was sixteen years old.

The 16-year-old girl's house is when the flowers bloom. She is beautiful and moving, and she has a different taste of youth between her smiles.

Before she was ten years old, she lived a life of fine clothes and food.

At the age of ten, she was punished by her father, Chen Yang, and dropped onto the snowy wilderness. Later, she learned from Master Yuan Ruyan that the Zi Mansion was destroyed and her mother left.

As a last resort, she worshipped Aunt Gongsun as her teacher.

Time flies quickly. In the past six years, Meng Tinglan has become accustomed to such a life.

Her speed of practice is not slow, and her talent is also high.

Now, her cultivation base has reached the virtual fairyland.

Aunt Gongsun’s disciples were all about the same age as her, and Meng Tinglan had the highest cultivation level among the disciples.

That day, in the afternoon, Meng Tinglan came to another hospital.

This other courtyard is in the forest.

Danube is covered with heavy snow all year round, and sunlight cannot melt the snow.

Meng Tinglan was wearing a snow-white dress, her eyes were blue, as if Snow White had come to the world.

There is faint sunlight in the other courtyard.

Meng Tinglan came to the other courtyard and saw the door closed tightly.

She reached out and knocked on the door.

After a while, Aunt Gongsun's voice came from inside.

"come in!"

Meng Tinglan pushed the door and entered.

In front of the courtyard is a house with two floors.

On the second floor, Aunt Gongsun was sitting on the balcony.

She is making tea.

The steaming tea smell contains the aroma of tea.

Aunt Gongsun is from the Dragon Clan, and she has cultivated to the point of human form.

This is because their dragons feel that human limbs are flexible, so they are evolving in this direction. When fighting, they were able to restore their original form.

Aunt Gongsun's cultivation base is the second level of creation.

She looks in her thirties, beautiful and moving.

She also has double horns on her head.

Meng Tinglan walked up the stairs to the second floor. She stood in front of Aunt Gongsun, then respectfully saluted, and said, "Tui'er sees Master."

Now, Meng Tinglan's body has its own tranquility.

She was nothing like a sixteen-year-old girl, she didn't have that kind of innocence.

Some are mature and sophisticated.

"Free ceremony, sit. Try the tea made for the teacher!" Aunt Gongsun asked Meng Tinglan to sit next to her, and poured a cup of hot tea to Meng Tinglan.

Meng Tinglan respectfully took it, and after tasting a sip, he said: "It is very fragrant, although the entrance is bitter, but the aftertaste is endless. The aura is abundant, this is a rare Yuqian fairy tea."

Aunt Gongsun smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad."

Meng Tinglan then said, "I don't know if Master specially recruited disciples here, what's your order?"

Aunt Gongsun smiled and said, "Ting Lan, what did you feel when you went to Jinyuan City last month?"

"Golden Source City?" Meng Tinglan was startled slightly, and then said: "You mean the third son of Long? He intended to molest the disciple, and then you killed her."

Aunt Gongsun said: "Na Long San is the son of the lord of Jinyuan City. He has been a little overlord since he was a child. What he likes, he must get it. In the past, his father was responsible for his troubles. But this time , He actually molested you. This is retribution and unforgivable. So, I killed him!"

Meng Tinglan lowered his head.

Aunt Gongsun said, "Why don't you talk anymore?"

Meng Tinglan smiled bitterly and said: "I understand what you mean. You are telling me that if I stay with my mother, maybe, Long San's end will be my end."

Aunt Gongsun said: "You already knew that the Purple Mansion was not really destroyed. Why have you never thought of returning to the Purple Mansion for so many years?"

Meng Tinglan remained silent.

After a long time, she said to Aunt Gongsun: "Master, I don't want to talk about this. If you have something to tell the disciple, the disciple will do everything possible."

"Are you blaming your mother?" Aunt Gongsun asked.

Meng Tinglan said nothing.

"Ting Lan!" At this moment, Meng Qingchen's voice suddenly spread.

Then, the door of the void opened.

A beautiful and extraordinary woman with purple hair came out from the gate of the void.

This woman is Meng Qingchen.

Meng Qingchen came to Meng Tinglan and Aunt Gongsun.

Aunt Gongsun immediately got up and saluted, and said, "Gongsun has seen seniors!"

Meng Qingchen smiled at Aunt Gongsun and said, "Miss Gongsun, you are the master of Tinglan. You are the same generation as me, so don't bow to salute. This is too shameful to me."

Aunt Gongsun smiled and said, "Senior is polite."

Meng Qingchen smiled and said: "Let's say everything is done, can you just call me Qingchen? Between us, don't make such a difference."

Aunt Gongsun no longer declined, and smiled: "That's good!"

Then she said: "I'll leave first, don't disturb the reunion of your mother and daughter."

Aunt Gongsun was about to leave, Meng Tinglan said, "Master, I will go with you."

When Meng Qingchen appeared, the whole person was excited, but she desperately restrained it.

"Naughty!" Aunt Gongsun said to Meng Tinglan, "You stay here well."

Aunt Gongsun left after a flash of her body.

Meng Tinglan is about to leave...

Meng Qingchen just waved her hand and sealed her surroundings.

She smiled at Meng Tinglan and said, "Why, now the wings are hard, even the mother doesn't want to recognize it?"

Meng Tinglan turned her back, and she said word by word: "As early as six years ago, I had no mother. I have no father or mother, only the master!"

"Ting Lan, you have grown up." Meng Qingchen sat down and said, "You have complaints in your heart, and I can understand. You haven't seen your mother for six years, but your mother is watching you every day. It's not that my dear does not care about you. In these years, every time you cry at night, every time you hurt, sad and happy, mother knows."

"Just because... I kicked that unicorn, I will be punished like this for six years?" Meng Tinglan suddenly became excited, and she turned her red eyes and said, "Am I your own daughter? "

Meng Qingchen looked at Meng Tinglan, and after a moment of silence, she said: "Sit down and listen to me, can you?"

"I don't want to listen!" Meng Tinglan blocked his ears.

Meng Qingchen smiled bitterly, and said: "Your personality is really like a mother, so your father is so afraid that you will grow crooked."

"I don't have a father, I don't!" Meng Tinglan said with some excitement.

Meng Qingchen got up, she came behind Meng Tinglan, put her hand on her fragrant shoulder, and said: "Girl, don't be angry with your mother, okay? I know you have a lot of grievances and hatreds, and so many I don’t understand. The reason why I came today is because I think you have really grown up. The reason should be plausible. Didn’t you tell your master a few days ago, you finally understand me and your father’s Have you worked hard?"

"That was what I said deliberately." Meng Tinglan said.

Meng Qingchen smiled and said, "Even if you said it on purpose, then you want your mother to come over, don't you?"

Meng Tinglan suddenly burst into tears and said, "I hate you. You abandoned me for so long and suddenly reappeared. What is it? What is all the six years of suffering?"

Meng Qingchen said, "These six years will be the most precious experience in your life, won't they? Your father left three months after you arrived here. Later I can take you back, but I don’t have you. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Meng Tinglan couldn't help asking.

Meng Qingchen took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears, and then said: "Two reasons, first, you are here with your master, and you are indeed changing a lot. You are changing in a good direction! Second, because I saw your father A letter left for you. I will give you this letter now."

After she finished speaking, she took out a letter.

Meng Tinglan directly refused, saying: "I don't want to read his letter."

Meng Qingchen smiled and said, "At least you should be curious, what will the person who trapped you here for six years say to you?"

Meng Tinglan was indeed curious about what was written in this letter.

After hesitating for a while, she accepted the letter.

Inside the envelope is a jade slip, which contains many words.

Meng Tinglan reads it with mana.

"My daughter listening to Lan: See Xin'an.

I originally told your mother that I will see your performance in three years. If it is already good, I will pick you home. But in fact, being a father is not sure whether your mother can do it.

You and I have only met a few times. I'm sorry, but you have suffered so much just after meeting. You hate being a father. I'm afraid now, I don't even bother to read this letter. Therefore, when I wrote this letter, my father’s feelings were also disturbed. You don't want to think of the Father, and you can understand it as the Father.

I can't live with you. You were ten years old when you were born, and I didn't fulfill my duty as a father for a day. I can understand you hate, resent, and deny me. The reason why I threw you to Aunt Gongsun for training is because I know your mother dotes on you too much. I have experienced a lot in my life, and I have seen a lot of karma. More worrying is that you have developed a lawless character by your mother's side, and you will plant evil causes and eat evil results in the future. At that time, we will all regret it.

Since I was young..."

Meng Tinglan saw that in this letter, the father she never recognized was talking a lot.

She saw her father grew up with his master when she was a child, and later learned that her mother was killed by her biological father. His half-brother was spoiled since he was a child, and he was also lawless, and finally died of causality.

At the end of the letter:

"Ting Lan, it doesn’t matter if you consider your father or not. What’s important is that your life is not for me or for your mother. You have to live for yourself, and you have to think about whether you want to be a What kind of person. Suffering, if you can’t survive it, it’s a terrible and terrible life. Suffering, if you can’t survive it, it is the fragrance that once flowed in your life. It will become a precious experience in your life! So, here is auntie Gongsun. Will your experience become the fragrance of your life, or a bad past that you don’t want to remember? It all depends on how you choose."

The final signature of the letter is, I love your father, Chen Yangliu!

After reading the letter, Meng Tinglan held Yu Jian tightly in his palm.

She was silent, saying nothing, but she didn't know what she was thinking at the moment.

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