Gao Leng's deadly enemy always wants to pursue me

At dawn, the snow peas recovered.

Pei Muxue didn't notice it for a while, but she forgot this point again.

When he was spinning around and fell headfirst into Li Wuqing's arms, 1 thoughts flashed through and finally came together in one sentence, I'm so stupid.

He should have left this bed earlier.

Li Wuqing's body was thin, her skin felt firm when she pounced on it, Pei Muxue's face turned red immediately.Li Wuqing was awakened by his action, and the two faced each other.

In close contact, Li Wuqing's face was magnified infinitely in front of him. He usually felt that this person had a very good life, but now it made his heart move even more.

However, Pei Muxue was a little puzzled.Li Wuqing had a good night's sleep, but today she was uncharacteristically, she didn't wake up after dawn, but for some reason, she had dark circles under her eyes.However, this does not affect his good-looking face at all.He thought that only he could fight him.

Li Wuqing blinked and looked at him silently.

Pei Muxue's limbs were already stiff, and she didn't know what to do when he saw her like this.

He smirked, let go of his hand on his chest, and sat up on the bed.

Li Wuqing followed him closely, and said slowly: "If you haven't rested well, you can continue to sleep."

Pei Muxue couldn't explain it all, Li Wuqing should at least get up first to make room for her to say so, do she want to squeeze into a small bed with him in broad daylight, and look at each other in embarrassment?

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he just found a reason and fled.

On the path of the Qianshan School, he felt the temperature on his cheek, it was obviously Li Wuqing's mind was wrong, but it turned out that he had taken advantage of it.

"Master!" Zhu Mu hurried over when he saw him, with a worried expression on his face.

Zhu Mu said out of breath, "Brother Wen, he left the sect, and left a letter saying that the progress in the sect was slow, and he found another way out."

Pei Muxue was taken aback, Wen Jixing was the person he brought back, so he naturally had to be concerned, "Where did you go?"

"I don't know," Zhu Mu drooped his eyebrows, and was about to cry, "Besides, Master, you don't know yet, Junior Brother Lu was injured while practicing swords, and has been bedridden for the past two days. He was afraid that you would worry, so he never let me tell you, But……"

"Squeak", the door opened.

Lu Hua's face was pale, and he curled up tightly on the bed, unable to hide his pain.

When Pei Muxue came, Lu Hua was still asleep.

"He was accidentally injured by a senior brother, his arms and legs were injured, and he couldn't get out of bed." Zhu Mu lowered his voice.

Pei Muxue stepped forward, and spiritual light flowed out from her fingertips, healing his wounds.

Lu Hua has always worked hard, and now he often practices with his seniors, but his cultivation level is still a bit lower than theirs, and if the other party can't control his strength, it is easy to have such consequences.

"Master..." Lu Hua woke up in a daze, and when he saw Pei Muxue, he lowered his eyes guiltily.

Pei Muxue said: "It's good for you to be self-motivated. Other disciples in the sect have been practicing for many years. You should be more careful when practicing swords with them."

Lu Hua nodded obediently, "Understood, thank you Master for your concern, I was too careless."

After Pei Muxue's treatment, his complexion improved a lot. He looked at Zhu Mu, then turned his head and asked, "Brother Wen..."

Pei Muxue sighed, "He started with you, but everyone has their own way, this is his choice."

Lu Hua nodded, and after a moment of silence, said: "Master, do you really believe that he ran away by himself?"

"I will investigate." Lu Hua is very smart, and Pei Muxue also has the same feeling. Wen Jixing is not a person who will give up halfway, and it is unlikely that he will leave without saying goodbye.

Pei Muxue left with a heavy heart, and Zhu Mu stayed to take care of Lu Hua.

Wen Jixing's behavior was too strange, he thought all the way, and walked to Yingrushi's room.

After these two days of rest, Ying Rushi's injuries have recovered a lot, and he looked out of the window silently, unexpectedly having a melancholy temperament that didn't match him.

"Brother, how do you feel today?"

"It's much better. I've thought a lot these past two days. Master's set of exercises shouldn't be in the world. I use it out of necessity. It's also because of my vanity. I don't allow myself to fail. I was totally wrong."

Pei Muxue smiled, "Senior brother has a photographic memory, which really surprises me. The master didn't pass on that set of exercises to anyone, only you memorized it, and you are familiar with it by heart, and you have learned it perfectly."

Ying Ru laughed at himself, "Brother, are you praising me or hurting me? You also know that at the beginning, Master clearly prohibited it, but I still learned it secretly. It is really embarrassing to say it."

"Speaking of Master," Pei Muxue took out the agarwood and carefully held it in the palm of her hand, "Since being met by the person who pretended to be Wen Jixing, he has been silent until now. I can feel his presence, but I can't talk to him."

Ying Ru's eyes were serious, he took the agarwood lightly, stroked it slightly with trembling hands, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, "It's been more than 20 years, I didn't expect it to be here today. However, judging from the master's previous dream, his soul can return , is also expected.”

Ao Congyun was their common master, and his death was an eternal pain in everyone's hearts. Now that he was able to return, even if it was just a few remnants of his soul, it was enough to make them sigh a lot.

This is a scene that transcends the gap between life and death and spans a long time.

"What are you guys talking about?" Shui Wuya was playing with the cigarette stick, and walked slowly with his lips slightly curled up, "Is it about Master? That secret work is abominable. If you put your mind on Master, you deserve to die!"

Behind him was a person, Master Mi Bing.

Mi Bing clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Chen Xiangmu, "Lord Ao, I haven't seen you for many years."

Pei Muxue nodded slightly, Mi Bing was a reclusive expert, he had always respected him.

"I have heard about the spells that man performed on Ao Benefactor. I came here today because I hope to do my best." Mi Bing said.

He stretched out his wrinkled hand and gently placed it on the agarwood, but there was still no sound.After a while, he sighed and shook his head, "The person who casts the spell is very capable. Although I know a little bit about it, it's hard to break it."

He is ashamed.

Ying Ru sighed slightly, but still said courteously: "Thank you, master. It is a happy event that the master has returned. Since it is a magic technique, there is always a solution, so there is no need to rush it."

However, Mi Bing still looked embarrassed, frowned, very worried, "In the past, my senior brother Yan Yi and Master Ao were best friends, although he passed away, it must be very sad to see him like this."

After he left, Shui Wuya had a cold face, smoking a cigarette sullenly, "When will Master return?"

Pei Muxue said: "On the day of the duel."

He concealed Wuling's role in it.

"It's been 20 years, and the wind and rain are coming again," Shui Wuya sneered, with an uncharacteristically gloomy face, "Master died because of a ghost, and I can't think of a second reason for his return."

Chen Xiangmu was still silent, despite the three people's worries and guesses, they couldn't make any response.

Pei Muxue sighed, and put away the agarwood with a flick of her sleeve, "Is Wen Jixing's letter in your hand?"

Hearing this, Ying Ru took out a piece of paper, "He left quietly yesterday. Blame me, as his master, for not giving him the correct guidance. He came with hope, but left alone."

Wen Jixing's letter was only a few numbers, but Pei Muxue still felt strong emotions.His wasted effort, his blood that was ultimately useless, overwhelmed him anyway.

However, he did not say clearly where he would go next.I only mentioned in a vague way that if you have a clear path to follow, even if you leave the sect, you will not give up the path of cultivating immortals.

Several people sighed, it is rare to see a disciple like him, obviously there is an easier way to live, but he is stubborn and refuses to let himself go.

Although worried about him, there is no trace to be found.

Pei Muxue left.

There is a stone forest in the Qianshan School, and in the center is a statue of Ao Congyun. Every time a disciple passes by, they all bow their heads in reverence.

Pei Muxue stood under the statue and looked up. Ao Congyun stood with his hands behind his back. His clothes were flowing, his movements were lifelike, his eyes and the corners of his mouth were perfectly curved, and every strand of hair was extremely delicate.

The person who made his statue knew him very well, and every demeanor was imprinted in his heart, which made him so vivid.

Pei Muxue sighed in her heart, and looked at the small stone tablet next to the statue, on which was engraved the name of the sculptor——Ao Chuzhen.

That day 20 years ago changed the trajectory of many people's lives.

Ao Congyun is a person with great heart and great love. He once picked up an orphan and took good care of him to grow up. This is Ao Chuzhen.

When Pei Muxue started, Ao Chuzhen was already seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a withdrawn personality, he only cared about his own cultivation every day, never communicated with others, he didn't like to socialize with fellow disciples, but he was very dependent on Ao Congyun.

Ao Congyun was alone except when he was instructing his disciples, most of the time he was followed by a tail.Whenever someone approached Ao Congyun, Ao Chuzhen would give him a cold look, making people feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

At this time, Ao Congyun would smile and smooth things over. Gradually, everyone in the Shanshui League got used to it.

From the day Ao Congyun passed away, Ao Chuzhen disappeared, leaving only such a statue, which makes people feel very sad.

Pei Muxue took out the agarwood, "Master, what happened back then, no one knows the cause of your death. Now that you have returned, maybe you have already expected it. Your departure will have a far-reaching impact."

He lowered his eyes and let out a long sigh, "Brother Ao Chuzhen, he must be very sad."

At this time, Chen Xiangmu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly trembled. Although it was only once, it was so powerful that it almost fell from Pei Muxue's hands.

He was startled, and hurriedly grabbed the agarwood, and was about to leave, but stopped at this moment, his eyes stayed on the stone tablet, staring blankly at the word "Ao Chuzhen".

On this day, he set up a small table in front of the statue, poured two glasses of wine, and drank silently for a long time.He looked at the glass of wine on the opposite side, "Master, what are you implying to me?"

However, Chen Xiangmu remained silent.

It was getting late, he put away the small table with a flick of his sleeve, and left.

Xuedou flew back to Li Wuqing's residence. Although what happened in the morning was embarrassing, as a baby bird, he flew into the bird's nest as if nothing had happened, pretending to have amnesia.

Sure enough, as Li Wuqing said, there was an extra bed in the small room, which was decorated joyfully.But this time he was very honest, and the two beds were far apart, opposite each other.

Xuedou had nothing to say, she was still nesting in the bird house, her small mind was wandering.

He never forgot the three-day agreement.

As usual, Li Wuqing put porridge and water in front of Xuedou, stretched out her strong fingers, and was about to touch his forehead.

Xuedou turned around, cleverly avoiding his contact.After his identity was revealed, it was difficult for him to face Li Wuqing's closeness, he was too shy.

Li Wuqing lowered her eyes and stood there stiffly, obviously sad.

Xue Dou was stunned, his intention was not to refuse, but Li Wuqing misunderstood, as if she had been greatly hurt.

Reluctantly, Xuedou lowered her head, jumped out of the bird's nest, walked a few steps over and rubbed Li Wuqing's finger actively.

Fortunately, his face was hairy at this time, and there was no blush at all.

Li Wuqing's eyes lit up, and her whole body became brighter as well, she picked up the snow beans and rubbed them.

Xuedou didn't dare to move, she could only close her eyes slightly, her small body stiffened, and let him touch her.

Where he couldn't see, Li Wuqing raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

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