After Qingming gl

After dragging the hemp rope to climb up a little bit, his sight suddenly widened.

The sun is rising, and the yellow flowers are blooming.The low houses look like rows upon rows.There is a clear spring flowing inside, and the jingle is melodious, as if in a paradise.

Several disciples of Nanjiange were practicing swords or riding horses under the pine tree not far away. When they saw them, their eyes were full of surprise, but they did not stop their original movements.

When the two disciples who spoke just now saw Lin Jinwen and Lin Zixuan, their excited eyes lit up:

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, you are back! Madam misses her so much, you should go and see her!"

An anxious look appeared on Lin Zixuan's face, and he hurriedly said:

"Then I'll go now..."

While speaking, a hearty male voice suddenly sounded next to him:

"Haha, long time no see, Miss Jun!"

Yan Bugu looked around, but saw a middle-aged man in black clothes walking towards here.

With a sturdy back and a strong waist, star eyes and thick eyebrows, he is imposing.

This is Lin Liang, the master of Nanjiange Pavilion.

Jun Mengling smiled at him, bowed and said:

"Long time no see, brother Lin."

Lin Liang raised his eyebrows, with an obvious smile on his lips, heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Lin Jinwen and the other three brothers and sisters, and said in a deep voice:

"Go and see your mother!"

"Yes! Dad!"

After Lin Jinwen bowed to Lin Zixuan and nodded to answer, he pulled Lin Long and followed a disciple leading the way, and walked quickly to the wing not far away.

And here, Lin Liang stared at Jun Mengling with a smile for a while, then suddenly cupped his fists and saluted, and said loudly:

"Thank you for your kindness. If Junmei and Wanqing Palace encounter any troubles in the future, I, Nanjiange, will definitely go through fire and water!"

Clank male voice, resounding.

After hearing this sentence, the busy disciples around had different reactions.

Jun Meng makes smile:

"Brother Lin is serious, don't be polite to me."

"No!"

Lin Liang shook his head seriously, and said firmly:

"Sister Jun's kindness this time, I will never forget it!"

Jun Mengling smiled slightly.

Seeing this, Lin Liang relaxed his body, looked at her and asked:

"Sister Jun, did anything unexpected happen when you came here this time?"

When Jun Mengling heard the words, he restrained his expression and said in a low voice:

"Brother Lin, on the way here, we met someone from the Tianzhang Sect..."

Lin Liang immediately frowned, and pondered:

"Then... what about Huayan Building?"

"Also."

Lin Liang's eyes suddenly became tense, but he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he remembered that they had all arrived here without incident, and asked again:

"What exactly happened?"

Jun Mengling glanced at him and said lightly:

"There are so many things, I can't finish them all at once. Briefly speaking, the devil has been injured by me and...my apprentice and fled."

Lin Liang was shocked, and asked in disbelief:

"Do you have a plan to deal with his poisonous insects... Wait, your apprentice? Have you accepted another apprentice?"

A year ago, it was well known that Jun Mengling expelled her only disciple Yan Bugu from the school. It stands to reason that Jun Mengling should have no apprentices now.

Lin Liang frowned tightly, and couldn't help but look behind her, just in time to see Yan Bugu who was bored playing with weeds.

Jun Mengling's faint voice came, inexplicably soft:

"Yesterday, I accepted Yan Bugu as a disciple again."

Hearing this, Lin Liang stretched his eyebrows instantly, and smiled boldly:

"That's really congratulations! Let me just say, there is no reason why someone would not want such a good apprentice like Bu Gu."

Yan Bugu, who was playing with the weeds, heard the words, twisted the grass leaves with his fingers and turned them around a few times, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Liang said again:

"Don't stand still, hurry up and follow me into the room, drink tea, and explain the whole story to me, how about it?"

Jun Mengling nodded and replied softly:

"it is good!"

At this time, Yan Bugu stretched his waist, and casually said to Jun Mengling:

"Master, you go, I'll play outside."

"Don't go in?"

Jun Mengling glanced at her and asked.

Yan Bugu shook his head.

Lin Liang also knew her temper, and said with a smile:

"If you don't go, you won't go. Then you can go wherever you want to see."

Yan Bugu clasped his fists neatly and replied:

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

Lin Liang smiled and walked into a low house not far away with Jun Mengling.

After they left, Yan Bugu picked up a weed in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and lazily looked at the disciples who were practicing swords in the distance.

There was a sound of the sword, dazzled, sweat broke out on the faces of several disciples, panting, they stopped to take a rest.

Seeing this, Yan Bugu spat out the weeds in his mouth, and walked over slowly with his arms folded.

Then, taking advantage of a disciple's unpreparedness, he snatched his sword and held it in his hand, smiling slightly:

"How about a discussion?"

The sun was shining, Yan Bugu was wearing a blue robe, her brows revealed her arrogance and arrogance, and the corners of her clothes were flying like a god.

When Jun Mengling came out of the low house, he heard wailing outside.

She hesitated slightly, and looked at Yan Bugu.

At this moment, she was raising her eyebrows, looking condescendingly at the few disciples who had been beaten to the ground by her.

Jun Mengling frowned and raised her voice:

"Not ancient! Don't be rude!"

Yan Bugu was startled when he heard the words, then looked at Jun Mengling in surprise, and suddenly became embarrassed:

"master."

The tone was as disturbing as she was caught by Jun Mengling when she got into trouble when she was young and frivolous.

Jun Mengling glanced at the disciples lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice:

"Apologize to them."

Yan Bugu opened his mouth, looked at her a few times, and finally whispered unwillingly:

"Feel sorry."