Brother is always slapping his face

Her voice was clear and melodious, and she spoke clearly, which made the girls burst into laughter.

This remark was full of provocation, and it was an unceremonious criticism of himself. Zhan Long looked at the girl out of curiosity. Like playing hide and seek, Zhan Long was taken aback when he saw her poking out her head quietly and making eye contact.

And her delicate and small ears, with a round and jade-like white pearl earring, the ring-shaped earrings are made of silver, sparkling in the sun.

In the presence of the master, the disciples did not dare to laugh, only you looked at me and I looked at you, riding a tall horse, holding back a smile.

At the end was Jiang Yiren, the lord of the Lingxiao Palace. Their eight purple gauze carriages were like a dream, beautiful, gorgeous and exquisite.

Jiang Xuexian is one of the most beautiful women in the world. Sitting in the carriage, she did not look out through the curtain like He Lianyue. The more she was like this, she was like a snow lotus on a mountain, and she was far away, the more people dreamed about it and longed for a glimpse of her beauty.

Coincidentally, a gust of understanding breeze lifted a corner of the gauze curtain, and the stunning beauty recognized by the four great immortal sects revealed a rare, almost perfect profile.

Every time she comes, she rides in a carriage, and once she arrives at the Taihe School, she doesn't leave the door. The beauty in the sedan chair is a natural beauty, and the common people are amazed when they see her. .

Soon, the female disciple of Lingxiao Palace who was serving at the side stretched out her lotus arms, adjusted the curtain that was raised at a corner, and let it hang down.

Whenever the annual dance forest event - the Heroes' Meeting comes, it is also the busiest time at the corner of Taihe Mountain. Countless people come here admiringly, just like a festival, just to see with their own eyes the gods who live in the stories. general character.

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After Mo Zhannan and Xue Wenlin, a group of disciples who went down the mountain to maintain order returned, Xue Wenlin said in a deep voice, "Zhan Nan, have you seen all those people clearly?"

"Well, I see clearly." Mo Zhannan replied with a cold look in his eyes.My parents' souls were scattered, and the blood of the people of the demon clan flowed into rivers. They lived a very good life, not only lived a good life, but also achieved great success.Their days are really too|easy!

Seeing the change in his expression, Xue Wenlin naturally understood what he was thinking, patted his shoulder with his hand, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, what they owe us, sooner or later they will pay back the principal with interest."

Mo Zhannan listened and nodded his head, with an unshakable hatred in his eyes...

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The guests who came from afar spent a day resting, and the next day was the day when they formally met friends and competed in martial arts.

While resting in the quaint, clean and bright room of Yuhua Peak, He Lianyue poured tea to the disciples of the Taihe sect, and asked about the name of the beautiful boy he occasionally saw on the street, and who he was a teacher of.

The little brother pondered carefully, and added: "Young Master Helian, you are talking about a young man with a slender figure, eyes like glass, and an aura beyond dust, like an exiled immortal?"

"Yes, yes, it's like a banished fairy. I didn't see such a graceful beauty when I came to Taihe School last year." He Lianyue said with endless aftertaste.

"Oh~" After hearing this, the little brother became more certain, and said with joy, "Young Master Helian is really good-looking, that is Mo Zhannan, a beautiful junior who just came to our sect this year and worshiped his master - Xue Wenlin as his teacher. "

"Oh, tell me everything you know about him." He Lianyue stretched his arms and made an inviting gesture.

The little brother was secretly happy, but he didn't show it on his face, he just felt embarrassed, and postponed: "Today, there are many distinguished guests and a lot of business, so it's hard to obey, or if the master finds out and thinks I'm lazy, it's inevitable that I will be punished and said Maybe... maybe there is no reward at all."

Obedient and obedient, He Lianyue understood immediately, took out a heavy ingot of silver from his sleeve, stuffed it to him, and said, "Take this as my thank you for wasting your precious time."

"This... this can't be allowed..." The little brother pretended to delay, and finally, under He Lianyue's insistence, he took the silver in every possible way and carefully hid it in his sleeve.

Slowly leaning over and sitting down, the little brother leaned his body and whispered, "To tell you the truth, Mo Zhannan and Mo Shidi have a very close relationship with their Linlang Peak's third-ranked disciple, Jia Jingyu..."

"The friendship is very close..." He Lianyue pondered over the meaning of these four words, repeated it in a low voice, half understood, and turned her questioning eyes to the enthusiastic and quick-hearted little brother.

"Yes, the two of them have a very close friendship. Brother Mo or Brother Jia introduced us to our sect to learn skills..."

"You mean they knew each other before."

"I know, of course I know, not only are we acquainted, but we have a good relationship."

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and He Lianyue asked coldly: "Wait, what did you say was the name of the third disciple of Master Xue Wenlin in Linlang Peak?"

"Jia Jingyu... Does his name sound familiar to you?" The younger brother naturally leaned forward, his eyes shining eagerly.

Helian Yue thought hard, searched for this familiar name in her memory, and continued: "Yes, I seem to have heard it somewhere."

The little brother went straight to the point, answering questions and resolving doubts: "Jia Jingyu, you must have heard of it. It is the rightful owner who successfully took out the Qiushuang Sword that has been passed down through the ages in the Taixu Sword Tomb more than two months ago."

"Autumn Frost Sword? Jia Jingyu? So it's him." He Lianyue suddenly realized, her eyes were full of envy.

"It's him, he is now a prominent disciple of our Taihe Sect, the master personally taught him martial arts, and his future is limitless." Younger brother Yu Yourongyan deeply agreed.

He Lianyue listened to every word, nodded, and said, "Well, what about Mo Zhannan, why is he only here now to learn art from a teacher? I think he is thin and pitiful, is there any deficiency?" disease?"

"Young master is really sharp-eyed. Brother Mo is delicate and frail. He came to apprentice to his master only to learn the art of self-cultivation and to strengthen his body." The younger brother did what he liked and told the truth.

He went so far as to know everything, he added: "Ever since Senior Brother Jia learned martial arts from his master at Jiuding Peak, Master Xue Wenlin has attached great importance to Junior Brother Mo. We guess it may be that Master has not been able to teach Jia himself. Brother, feeling very disappointed, I put my heart on the art of health preservation, combining movement and stillness, and cultivating the body and mind. If you make achievements in this area, it will also benefit the people, don’t you think? After all, there are very few people who have achieved positive results.”

"Well, that's true. Our cultivation of immortality is nothing more than prolonging life. If the weak and sick can get rid of the torment of illness through effective practice, that would be a great achievement." He Lianyue deeply agreed.

"That's right, that's the reason." The younger brother smiled happily.

The two talked for a while, and He Lianyue got what she wanted to know. After the little brother left, he silently said Mo Zhannan's name, and the smile in his eyes gradually deepened...

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In order to arrange the food and daily life of the distinguished guests, the Taihe School specially vacated the three peaks as the residences of the Helian family, Xuantianzong and Lingxiao Palace. direction.

No, Jia Jingyu, who was alone in the room, welcomed two disciples from Qianmo Peak. They put down the bedding, went to say hello to Master Xue Wenlin, and then came to the room to talk and laugh with Jia Jingyu.

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