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It was already unknown when the two of them returned to Lingyun Pavilion, Sang Yan still pretended to go to his room, but was pulled back by Qi Mo, "What are you going to do?"

"It's late at night, go back to the house and sleep!" Sang Yan was still pretending that he really wanted to go back to the house with Qi Mo, but it was just a temporary idea and a little wayward.But he didn't expect Qi Mo to obey his will.

"Well, that's right, it's really getting late, it's time to go to bed!" Then she let go of Sang Yan's hand, turned around and walked towards her own room.

Sang Yan was suddenly in a daze, so he had to drag it anyway, it seemed like he just said he was going to get married, and he drove away the assassin by the way, "Qi Mo..." Couldn't help shouting Let out a cry, but didn't dare to make it too loud for fear of waking up the people inside.

But the voice was just right enough for Qi Mo to hear, "Hurry up and follow!"

"Hmph! Who is going with you! Who is going to be a dog!" Sang Yan turned around and walked a few steps, then ran in the direction of Qi Mo, "Wait for me!"

Qi Mo stopped, until Sang Yan came to hold his arm, and then the two moved forward in unison.

Lying on the bed in the room, Mu Yun was sleepy and muttered: "I knew it would be like this, and I was worried for so long!" Pulling up the quilt and covering her head, she continued to sleep.

Two men in black in the dark woods: "Who are you, why do you want to save me?" It was a woman's voice.

"It's just passing by! I didn't mean to save you!" Another man in black disappeared after finishing speaking.

Early the next morning, Qi Mo and several elders from Ling Yunfeng gathered in Lingyun Hall again.When they heard that they met an assassin in the back mountain last night, everyone was a little surprised. They were all guessing why the assassin came. It seemed far-fetched to say that it was for some martial arts secret book or some treasure.In fact, Ling Yunfeng really doesn't have any treasures. The scriptures in Zangshu Pavilion are all scriptures for practicing Qi and Qi. The practice in the world is the same. You need to be gifted and understand, and you must practice diligently to be enlightened and improve day and night.

If you really want to count it as a treasure, the Changling Sword might have been considered a treasure in the past, but after the changes, it is no longer Ling Yunfeng's thing, and now it belongs to Sang Yan alone. The other thing is Qi Mo's Fuchen Heart It's all right, it is well known that Fuchen's heart method is only transmitted to the head of Ling Yunfeng, no one has seen the scriptures, in fact, even if there are scriptures, only the head of the sect knows.Assassins will not be the first to come up with a scripture that seems to exist!

Han Yuan got up and asked: "Even if you have fought against an assassin, have you ever seen the way he practiced?"

"The assassin deliberately avoided the way of practice to confront us, but it can be concluded that he did not come from another world." Qi Mo explained before they guessed whether they were people from another world.

Mu Zhifan echoed, "That's natural. If the assassin really came from another world, there would have been abnormalities in Ling Yunfeng's barrier."

"No matter why this assassin wants to attack my Ling Yunfeng at night, and whether he is a member of my Ling Yunfeng, in short, we must strengthen our vigilance now. People from various sects are already rushing to Ling Yunfeng, and nothing should happen during this period. Come!" Qi Mo's eyes were bright, Ling Yunfeng was located in the deep mountains and old forests, and he had always been indifferent to the world, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen not long after he took over as the head.Although a small assassin is not enough, it is always good to take precautions before they happen. "As for whether it is necessary for Sang Yan to go down the mountain, today is the last time to talk about it. If it is really necessary for him to go down the mountain, I will take him down the mountain by myself. I know that Master and Uncle are all for Ling Yunfeng's sake, but the follow-up matter If there are any consequences, I will bear all the consequences." The tone is full of firmness, which cannot be doubted.

In Lingyun Pavilion, it was rare for Sang Yan to sit obediently and meditate with Liansheng and the others.The smile on his face could not be more happy.Last night, Qi Mo said that he wanted to get married and go home together, which made Sang Yan happy for a long time. He never had any fixed wishes, nor did he have any great ambitions. He is together.

"Why is the senior brother in charge looking serious, but you are smiling like a flower?" Mu Yun really couldn't stand Sang Yan's smirk!But in the morning, seeing Qi Mo's serious expression, except for Lingyun Pavilion, he felt something was wrong.

Sang Yan, whose thoughts were interrupted, glanced at Mu Yun, "He thinks more seriously, but I think more lightly, so his complexion is different!"

"But what happened to Ling Yunfeng, the sect master's face is so heavy?"

Sang Yan leaned close to Mu Yun's ear and whispered, "Well, last night we met an assassin in the back mountain, and more importantly, there are accomplices, this Lingyun Peak, there are spies!"

Mu Yun was dumbfounded when she heard that, looked at Sang Yan's silent mouth in surprise and said, "A spy...?"

Sang Yan looked back at Lian Sheng and Run Ze, fortunately, these two children were very serious, then nodded towards Mu Yun.

"In a few days, there will be a competition between the various sects. Could it be related to this matter?"

"I don't know about that. In short, we should be more cautious these days, and we must never let assassins attack Ling Yunfeng again."

"Well, makes sense! Then why are you so happy?"

"I... Am I very happy?" Sang Yan decided to avoid answering, it's better not to announce the marriage.Besides, this is a matter between him and Qi Mo, and I don't want to talk about it with others.

"Do you want me to give you a mirror to see how you are smiling?" Mu Yun didn't have a very good tone, and secretly despised the monster in front of him. Leisurely drive your own errands."

"Hey, let's do your early training! Don't affect the cultivation of the juniors!" Sang Yan decided to ignore Mu Yun. There is some truth to the saying "great joy is easy to miss". It's better for me to keep a low profile.Even so, I still occasionally laugh.

When Yixuan woke up, Mu Zhifan had already returned from Lingyun Temple, stroking the bandaged chest, the pain was no longer there.Knowing that I have been in Jishitang all the time, I don't feel strange, as if I have been used to it for a long time.

"Master Uncle..." Seeing Mu Zhifan seriously studying his medicinal materials in front of his medicine cabinet, he thought it would be inconvenient to disturb him but still couldn't help but want to tell Mu Zhifan that he was awake.

"Wake up! But what's wrong?" Mu Zhifan had actually spotted him when he was still at the door of the cabinet room.Pretending to be serious about distinguishing the medicinal materials, grabbing them, smelling them and looking for directions, but in fact, they are not looking at the medicinal materials at all.Instead, he was waiting for the kid standing by the door frame to call him, and he waited until his heart was almost burnt out before he spoke.

"Very good! It's all right now, thank you uncle!" Yi Xuan walked in front of Mu Zhifan and bowed in a very decent way.

"Come here, let me take a look at your wound!" Mu Zhifan gave him a direct order from the sight of him.

"It's okay, the uncle doesn't hurt anymore!" The uncle always felt a little sorry for bothering him so much, but it felt warm in his heart to be cared so much.

"Come here!" Mu Zhifan put down the medical books and medicinal materials in his hand, looked at Yixuan and ordered directly.

I don't know why Mu Zhifan was suddenly so stubborn, so he obediently went around the table and walked to Mu Zhifan's side, during which Mu Zhifan gave up his position and said, "Good job, I'll give you another medicine!"

Yixuan always felt that the position of being an uncle was a bit inappropriate, but he still sat down while looking at his uncle.

"Do you still need me to teach you to lie down!" The words were a little calmer.

After several twists and turns, Yixuan finally did the posture that Mu Zhifan wanted, stood in front of Yixuan and bent over, and gently unwrapped the white cloth wrapped around Yixuan's wound, "Well, it's really much better, but this You can't listen to the medicine, it can only stop after the bruises are completely dissipated." Mu Zhifan was very close, and the breath of his breath was cool on Yixuan's wound, which made Yixuan feel very comfortable.

"The bloodletting wound hasn't scabbed completely yet, it will hurt a bit when applying the medicine, bear with it!" Mu Zhifan didn't realize that his voice became more and more gentle.

Yixuan accidentally opened his eyes and saw Mu Zhifan's serious expression, he was a little stunned, his gentle appearance seemed to be taking care of his treasure, and he didn't feel any pain when the medicine powder was sprinkled on the wound.

After helping him change the medicine and bandage him up, he realized that Yixuan was staring at him blankly, his eyes were like stars, his eyes were facing each other, and he didn't want to break such a peaceful time.But after all, Mu Zhifan was still awake, and touched Yi Xuan's brow lightly, "Don't be dazed, it's already wrapped."

Yixuan was disturbed by this, and came back to his senses, he actually looked at his uncle in a daze, his fair cheeks were slightly flushed, he hurriedly got up, but accidentally bumped into Mu Zhifan's arms.Backed away quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Master... Uncle Master."

"Okay, be careful, don't touch the wound again!" Mu Zhifan helped him stand up straight, his voice was very calm, he didn't want to scare the child away.

"Master...thank you!."

"Well! Let's go back first, your master has some things to explain. Wait until tomorrow morning to change the medicine again, and be careful when practicing kung fu, don't hurt the wound again!"

"I...thank you, uncle!" Yixuan wanted to say that he could take it back and change it, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, and it would be good to come back tomorrow, so he didn't say anything, "That disciple will leave first!"

.....

Sang Yan in Zangshu Pavilion was flipping through the books inadvertently. In fact, he didn't know what was written in the books. He flipped through them one by one, but his eyes looked at Qi Mo thoughtfully. It has been two days since we got married, and tomorrow is the day to compete with the major sects. To be honest, I don’t care about these things at all, and I care more about the matter of the two getting married. After the assassin interrupted, he never mentioned it again. It is understandable that he is a little busy these days, but this matter is inexplicably uneasy in his heart, but he doesn't know how to speak, so he can't force him to go to the church, right? Although I said I wanted to get married, I didn't know how to succeed. Now it's just a fantasy.

Qi Mo, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at Sang Yan, which surprised Sang Yan.

Sang Yan had no choice but to smile at him with parted lips, anyone who allowed himself to peek at others would be fascinated by it!

Qi Mo said: "Put the book down, come here!"

"What are you doing?" I really wanted to throw away the book and run over, but I had to be more reserved.

"come over!"

Sang Yan pursed her lips and put the book back on the bookcase, walked casually to Qi Mo and sat down with him, "What are you going to do? You can talk about this!"

"We should discuss about getting married!"

Sang Yan is obviously interested, isn't this what he is thinking about!

"Maybe we can't tell Ling Yunfeng's master and uncle about this matter, nor can we tell the younger brothers and younger sisters."

"Qi Mo, with the etiquette of the mortal world, does it count as marriage after three prostrations?"

"That's it!"

"Let's go, let's get married now!" Sang Yan took Qi Mo's hand.

"Where are you going?" Qi Mo was puzzled.

"Ancestral Hall!"

Sang Yan pulled Qi Mo to the ancestor's ancestral hall, but he did not enter the ancestral hall, but went directly to the foot of the ginkgo tree in the backyard. At this time, the ginkgo tree was full of branches and leaves, and the trees were full of shade. "how?"

"Ah, very good!"

The two knelt in front of the tree, kowtowed three heads, sat facing each other and smiled.

"How, Qi Mo, you are a married man from now on!"

"Well, so do you!"

"Then who is the wife?"

"You, what do you say?"

"Okay, okay, I'm a wife! Then you have to treat me well!"

"certainly!"

"But remember what I said, if you don't want me anymore, then I'll go find a bowl of Mengpo soup and drink it, and forget about you completely!"

"Well, remember! Are you threatening me?"

"Oh, it's too late to like you, how dare you threaten you!" Said and sent himself to Qi Mo and asked with a smile: "Would you like to kiss me?"

Qi Mo shook his head with a smile and grabbed the clothes on Sang Yan's chest, and the two embraced tightly, their lips and tongues touching.

There is no loud gongs and drums, no red clothes and hijabs, just this old tree, floating like a dream, and eternal love.