Snow in Changting

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"If it wasn't for Elder Zun's great power today, these guys who are stalking people wouldn't have become fools so quickly."

Tong Xiaoyu said bitterly, and there was no lack of contempt for these people in his words.

Teng Xuanqing shook her head, she was quite open to these things:

"Where there are people, there are bound to be open and covert fights. Today, I have Master protecting me. If Master did not use the method of divine calculation to find out the mastermind behind the scenes and let Yuan Qi's scheme succeed, Master and I will not have a good life. "

Therefore, whether these people please her or hate her, she will still live her life.

There are always some people who are like this, they don’t have their own position and beliefs in their hearts, they are always anxious, afraid that they will offend someone unknowingly, and they think day and night to please a high-ranking person.

It seems that I can work less in this way, and with a backer, I will naturally have more confidence, but I don’t want to, always looking at other people’s faces to live, and I am very tired.

Without the chicness of a cultivator, the realm he can reach will naturally be limited, so in Kuang Lingyun's eyes, these people are not worth mentioning at all.

Kuang Lingyun became famous in the first battle, and before she came back from Zixiao Hall, the elders in the palace led their disciples to send gifts to the main hall.

As the eldest disciple of Ziyang Palace, Teng Xuanqing naturally had to receive him in the palace, so the elders began to inquire about Kuang Lingyun's preferences and her attitude towards the previous matter.

Teng Xuanqing was so annoyed that he finally sent him away. He carried the gift he had just received to Kuang Lingyun's study, and saw Kuang Lingyun standing in front of the study door, holding the door, as if in a trance, standing there like a statue.

"Master!"

Holding a pile of presents, Teng Xuanqing couldn't bow down to salute, so he called out from afar.

Kuang Lingyun woke up like a dream, looked back at her, smiled at her, and saw the big and small boxes in her hands piled up into a hill, and said in surprise:

"Qing'er, what are you holding in your arms?"

With a bitter face, Teng Xuanqing replied helplessly:

"It's not the elders in the palace. No, Yuan Qi has run away. They have no backer, and they are afraid that you will pursue what happened before, so they tried their best to inquire about your preferences and sent a bunch of things over."

"Stop talking nonsense." Kuang Lingyun also felt helpless, but still stopped Teng Xuanqing's words, "You can say these things in front of your teacher. You must not say them outside, and you will easily be hated by others."

"Yes, yes, yes." Teng Xuanqing was as good as he was, "I understand."

Teng Xuanqing followed Kuang Lingyun into the study, piled the gift boxes in the corner of the study, saw Kuang Lingyun sitting down at the desk, and opened a book to read.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Teng Xuanqing felt that the master was very silent today. Although Kuang Lingyun seemed to be studying seriously, but after a while, the book in her hand had not been turned.

Her eyes fell on the pages of the book, but her eyes were not focused, and she was in a trance, which caused inexplicable worries in Teng Xuanqing's heart.

"Master." Teng Xuanqing walked towards Kuang Lingyun, and when the latter raised her head when she heard the sound, she said, "Master's supernatural powers are so powerful today, Qing'er also wants to learn, how can Master teach Qing'er?"

Kuang Lingyun's brows were soft, and she smiled slightly when she heard the words. Teng Xuanqing could not see any joy or anger on her face, but she stretched out her hand and rubbed Teng Xuanqing's head, with a little helplessness in her tone:

"Although this technique is good, but Qing'er's foundation has not yet been firmly established, so it is not suitable to practice this method. You need to have a golden core cultivation base before you can start practicing. If Qing'er wants to learn, you should practice hard. In the future, you can refine the golden core and become a teacher. I will teach you this technique."

"Oh." Teng Xuanqing was a little disappointed, but he also understood the reason and didn't insist anymore, "Then the disciple must cultivate hard."

Then Teng Xuanqing went back to her room, and copied the cheat book Elder Shu had lent her.

Teng Xuanqing stayed in the house for the next half day, and Kuang Lingyun didn't know what he was busy with, and he never looked for Teng Xuanqing.

At night, when Teng Xuanqing woke up from the couch, he was suddenly upset, so he got up and sat in the corridor for a while.

In the deep night sky, the moon and the stars were sparse, Teng Xuanqing blew the evening breeze outside the corridor, thinking of Kuang Lingyun's taciturn appearance today, he was quite worried, so he turned his head and glanced at the study.

At a glance, there was a faint blue light at the end of the corridor, and Kuang Lingyun was still in the study at this time.

Teng Xuanqing went back to the room, took a small blanket, and walked lightly to the study.

When passing by the window, Teng Xuanqing suddenly stopped.

The window was not closed, and through the half-closed window, she saw Kuang Lingyun holding a painting in his hand.

A jug of wine was placed on the table. Kuang Lingyun held the painting in his left hand, raised his glass with his right, and drank with the person in the painting. That’s all, he let out a long sigh:

"I chose this path, and I was doomed to sacrifice many innocent people."

She seemed a little drunk, she put down her wine glass and leaned against the table, her eyes filled with the hazy smell of alcohol, bitter to Teng Xuanqing's heart.

Teng Xuanqing opened his mouth, then closed it again. In the end, he did not disturb Kuang Lingyun, and turned back to his room.

Not long after she left, Kuang Lingyun looked at the painting in her hand, and tears came out of her drunken eyes. Her long eyelashes drooped, her eyes struggled, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a wry smile:

"Qing'er is the most innocent."

Teng Xuanqing returned to the house, without any sleepiness, and stared for a whole night.

The next day, she got up early and went to the study to greet Kuang Lingyun. Kuang Lingyun waved to her with a smile, picked out some gifts that Teng Xuanqing could use from the gifts from the palaces, and asked her to take them directly into the room.

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