It is said that Shizun is a devil

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the spring is clear in April. The starry sky at night is as clear as washing, like a glass of glass, embedded with precious stones.The mountain road is winding, everything is silent, Han Jin holds Han Jing, and walks up the mountain step by step under the clear moonlight. Without the existence of the little white sheep, it seems that only the sky and the earth, the moon and the breeze, Han Jing and Han are left in the world. Jin.The sleeping Han Jing was a small ball, unable to feel the weight, like a ball of feathers floating from nowhere, landed in Han Jin's arms, and slept in Han Jin's heart.

The gate of the Muzi School is a hundred feet high, with three thousand three hundred and thirty-three stone steps. Mahayana monks are tireless physically, but Han Jin walks very slowly. The world is so big, but Han Jin doesn't like it.If the world can always be so small, so small that there is only a flower on the side of the road, a star above the head, and a person in the arms, such a world should be a real dreamland.

Time will not stop for anyone, the world will always be the same as before, what Han Jin can do is to remember this moment and never forget it.

Drunk, completely unaware of how he came back, Han Jing who slept until dawn, sat in the morning sunlight breaking in through the window, thinking calmly whether he had done anything inappropriate last night.After thinking about it for a long time, I really can't remember it.

After finishing sword practice, Han Jin had already returned with a basin of hot water. When he saw Han Jing sitting on the bed dignifiedly and in a daze, he couldn't help smiling.It's not that Han Jing is funny, but because it's Han Jing, every time he sees him, he can't help but smile, and it's not something Han Jin can control: "Master, wash your face."

Han Jing nodded, got out of bed and washed her face.Cheng Qin's birthday still hasn't arrived today, and there are no other arrangements. He might be ashamed to be drunk yesterday, so Han Jing decided to practice honestly in his room today.Han Jin has a lot of friends, and there are many people from other sects who came here this time, so it's not good to stop walking around at all. Han Jin knew that Han Jing was not very good at flattering and chatting with people, so he volunteered to go out to socialize.

Han Jing sat in the room to meditate by himself, after all, he was in someone else's place, and he didn't dare to get too involved, so when someone called, Han Jing opened his eyes.

"Uncle Master, Senior Brother Du is fighting with someone!" It was the voice of a male disciple.

Han Jing's slightly frowning eyebrows were slightly frowned, and as soon as he lifted his robe, he got up and opened the door, and saw one of the little disciples who came to celebrate his birthday this time waiting outside the door with an anxious expression on his face.

"Why did you fight?" Han Jing waved his hands to let the young disciples not have to salute, and went straight to the point.

The little disciple said angrily: "They insulted my Xiawei Sect! They said that the male disciples of my Xiawei Sect are all hypocrites, and the female disciples are all tigresses! They said that we relied on the five Mahayana monks and the three monks who crossed the catastrophe. The disciples were arrogant and unscrupulous. Disciples were very angry, and when they reasoned with them, they were aggressive, accusing Senior Sister Ruoying of regretting and retiring the marriage because she dislikes the poor and loves the rich. Senior Brother made a move, Senior Brother Liu was injured, Senior Brother Du had no choice but to make a move, and the fight started like this."

Han Jing is not very clear about the origins of these young disciples, but when he is away from home, the disciples of the Xiawei Sect are of course only protected by him, the leader of the Xiawei Sect. If it spread, it would appear that Xia Weizong was weak.

As long as this group of children didn't deliberately provoke others, Han Jing would always protect her own cubs no matter what.

When we arrived at the place, we could see a group of people standing in front of a stone wall from a distance, and the young disciple shouted: "Master Uncle is here!" The people who watched the excitement turned their heads and saw that the young disciple and Han Jing were both wearing embroidered clothes. Wearing the clothes embroidered with Qixia Peak, knowing that this is Hanjing, she immediately scatter along the road, for fear of offending the plague god.

As soon as the crowd moved away, the situation inside was clear at a glance. The elders of the opposing sect hadn't arrived yet, and there was no elder to stop them. Comparable to children less than a hundred years old, no one with outstanding strength, Xia Weizong has already fallen into the situation of being suppressed and beaten.Liu Zhengyu, who was injured and did not participate in the battle, tried his best to shout "don't fight", but it didn't have the slightest effect.A hot-blooded young man will not be stopped by such a sentence from his peers.

"Stop it all!" Han Jing yelled, the mahayana monk's coercion was revealed a little bit, and these Jindan children were suddenly restricted in their spiritual power and found it difficult to function.A series of water yarns gently separated the two sides who were inseparable from each other, and circled them into two piles according to the sect.

"What nonsense!" Before the matter became clear, he always scolded his cub meaningfully, "What happened? So many people watched, so they dared to fight!"

Lan Yan's pretty face was full of grievances: "Uncle Master, it's not us who want to do it. They first insulted Junior Sister Ruoying, and then insulted me, Xia Weizong. They really can't swallow this breath!"

With tears in her eyes, Ruoying walked to Hanjing's side and said in a low voice, "They are here for me, this disciple has shamed Xia Weizong."

Han Jing really couldn't get angry, sighed, and softened his voice: "What can they do to you?"

Ruoying bit her lip, tears fell into the sand, with a thick nasal voice, her voice was like a mosquito: "Before I was born, I was married by my elders. Later, I was devoted to Daoism, so I rescinded the engagement and entered Xiawei." Disciple of the sect. The disciple later found out that after the elder pointed out the marriage, the man’s family suddenly experienced a big change and his family was in trouble. The disciple’s move of retiring the marriage was actually worse. This fight."

Han Jing really doesn't understand the matter of feelings, but Han Jing knows that there is no right and wrong in love, only willingness or not. As Ruo Xing's elder, it is difficult for him to understand the man's feelings from the man's point of view, but as Ruo Xing It's not hard to understand what the fiancé's brother and sister are doing, but it's understandable, but it doesn't mean that they should let their own cubs cry like this and wrong themselves.

"Ruo Xing, have you ever regretted it?"

Ruoxi lowered her head, the blue hair hanging down the side of her face was wet with tears and stuck to her face, looking a little embarrassed.But she shook her head and said firmly: "I don't regret it, Ruoxi doesn't know that person. If Ruoxi wants to give up what she wants, take care of her husband and teach her children, and be a mortal woman, Ruoxi can't do it. She decides to divorce herself and leave home to pay her respects." Entering Xia Weizong, Ruo Xing has never regretted it."

Han Jing solemnly said: "You don't regret it, this time explain the situation to Yinyue Palace and settle the matter thoroughly.

A hand stretched out from the side, and handed over a snow-white towel, Ruoying didn't look up, and took the towel to wipe away tears.

Han Jing: "..."

Han Jing looked at the man next to him who had been standing watching the fun but suddenly handed him a handkerchief, and wanted to ask who you are and what you want to do.

The man was wearing a long green gown. He was slender, with a gentle appearance, and looked like a modest gentleman.He didn't see Hanjing's bewildered eyes, but just lowered his head, looked at Ruoying crying, raised the corner of his mouth, and asked softly, "You don't even know your fiancé, how do you know you don't like him? -He looks pretty good, and he likes you very much?"

Ruoying heard a strange voice, looked up at the man, then lowered her head to cover her red and swollen eyes: "Whether I will like him is uncertain, but I like cultivation is a certainty."

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth deepened: "Then you look up and look carefully, I'm not bad-looking, so it won't hurt to try to like it."

Such frivolous words angered Ruoying. After all, she is not a mortal woman. As a Golden Core cultivator, she dared to get angry if she wanted to. She raised her brows, her eyes were full of power, and she glared at the man: "Fight?"

The man hurriedly waved his hands as a sign of admitting defeat: "If you don't hit me, you don't hit me, lady, you divorced me, and you will hit me as soon as you meet. It's not good, and I will lose face."

Ruoying: "..."

Han Jing: "..." Wait a minute!Is my master uncle a little in the way? !

Ruoying's pretty face was instantly stained with a layer of crimson, her hands twisted the scarf and her head hung down, losing her overbearing look.

The man bent down and looked at Ruoying's lowered face with a smile from below: "Lady, I didn't know that you were a woman with your own opinions before. I only divorced the engagement because you disliked me. Now you and I have left the mortal world. In this fairy gate, the ancestors are all dead, and the only ones related to you and me in this world are each other, if you don't dislike me, can you think about it again and take back this paper of divorce."

The man took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his arms, Ruoying turned his face away and did not speak.

The man put away the divorce letter and sighed: "Take it easy, I knew you were my wife since I was young, but you didn't know that I was your husband. I blamed you when you divorced, but you are so young. Knowing what I want, how can I obey my parents' order and the matchmaker's words. I am willing to pursue you seriously, and wait for you to take back this paper of divorce."

The blush on Ruo Xing's face spread to the back of her fair neck.

Han Jing: "..." Well, I'm redundant.

The disciples of Yinyue Palace and Xiawei Sect who were struggling just now: "..."

Yin Yue Gong: "..." Hehe, it's good to emphasize sex over friends.

Xia Weizong: "..." Hehe, I don't want to comment.

Han Jing who hurried over after getting the news from going out to socialize was very surprised by the still picture, and called softly: "Master?"

Han Jing turned her head and saw the warm-hearted and caring cubs raised by her own hands, and felt that it was better to raise them by herself: "Jin'er, someone here is looking for a wife."

Han Jin: "?" What are you asking for a wife?Who asks for a daughter-in-law?Wait, begging for a wife? !Didn't the little white sheep always want to beg Han Jing for a wife? !

"Master, you must be cautious about matters of affection!"

Han Jing: "?"

"I don't want my teacher's wife!" I just want to be my teacher's wife!

Han Jing: "? Jin Er, what are you talking about?"

Han Jin, who understood the cause and effect of the incident: "..." Has spring arrived?It seems that everyone's hearts are full of spring!Do you want to find a chance for Han Jing to understand her thoughts?