fell into a pit book

Three months passed in a flash, and the four people who were left to suffer in Lingsang left in a hurry when the time was up, without even meeting to say goodbye.

"Master."

Hang Hehuan came from the courtyard into the deserted room, still wearing the same white dress as when she left, but her complexion was not as fair as before, but a light honey color with a slight luster.The outline of the cheeks has been thinned a lot, but it can be seen that it is more three-dimensional and beautiful. Although the person looks tired, his eyes are very bright.

Leng Qingjue responded lightly, "En." But his hands kept moving, he picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, and pushed a cup to the direction of Hang Hehuan.

Hang Hehuan walked over to pick up the tea, thinking it was Tangli, so he drank it all in one gulp.As a result, after drinking it, I realized that it was Bizhu tea that was extremely bitter, but I drank it so hard that I swallowed it all.Immediately, his face was wrinkled into a ball, and the aftertaste was not as good as the bitter taste.Leng Qingjue took another cup of tea with an inconspicuous smile and took a sip slowly. Hang Hehuan said heartily: "It's fine if I don't welcome you when I come back, and you still play tricks on me? Then how am I going to be in the past three months?" What did you do?..."

"bitter?"

Hang Hehuan nodded, and the smile on Leng Qingjue's lips increased slightly, and he handed over his teacup, but Hang Hehuan didn't take it.She could see clearly that the two cups of tea were poured out of the same pot, and Leng Qingjue sent it a little further, Hang Hehuan took the tea with a downcast face, "Master, can you not drink it?"

Leng Qingjue turned over another teacup and continued pouring a cup, "Drink."

Hang Hehuan had no choice but to obey her master's orders, so she had to prepare herself and took a sip, but she realized that the tea was Tangli just after she passed the tip of her tongue.Only then did he feel relieved and drank slowly.Taking a peek at Leng Qingjue, she found that she was also drinking tea, and her mind turned: the tea cup she is using now seems to be... used by Leng Qingjue?Where did it come from?It can't be the place I'm using, right? ?So this is... an indirect kiss? ?

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't think about it, Hang Hehuan quickly suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart, and quietly imitated Leng Qingjue's tea.

The teacups are not too big, and the tea they hold is not enough for the two masters and apprentices to spend a whole morning.

Leng Qingjue looked at Hang Hehuan, who was still holding the teacup, and said, "Have you finished drinking?"

Hang Hehuan looked up, still holding the teacup and replied: "Yes."

Leng Qingjue stood up with a flick of his sleeves, "Let's go after drinking."

Hang Hehuan blinked, not knowing why, so she put the teacup on the table, she just came back, and she was going out again without taking a break?

"Master, where are you going?"

Leng Qingjue approached her, lowered her head, with a clear smile in her eyes, "Lingxiang, Zhengcheng school."

Hang Hehuan looked at Leng Qingjue's face who was getting closer, swallowed quietly, and tried to work his mind: "Is it the trial of Baixian?"

Leng Qingjue straightened up and walked out, "Yes."

Hang Hehuan pressed his heart, followed a step and said: "But Master, I lost to Senior Brother Lu, so I shouldn't have to go, right?"

Leng Qingjue didn't even stop, saying: "Go, go and get the top one back."

Hang Hehuan was speechless, followed Leng Qingjue, wondering if she had confidence in herself or in herself? ?

When he got outside, Leng Qingjue called Suhe out, put on the sword first, and stretched out his hand to Hang Hehuan who was just about to call Yiduan, "Come up."

Hang Hehuan paused, but still walked over, took Leng Qingjue's hand to Su He.

Leng Qingjue's voice came from behind her ear, a little erratic, "Let's go."

Hang Hehuan felt the low temperature coming from the hand that was still holding her hand, so she didn't dare to use force, "Yes."

In fact, there is nothing good about Yu Jian's flight. He couldn't even appreciate the scenery, so he suddenly arrived at the place.

Lingxiang Zhengcheng faction.

According to the universal cognition, apart from the Wanhua Mountain Gate, Lingxiang's Zhengcheng School is the number one sect of cultivating immortals.Without him, the Zhengcheng Sect has a large number of people, especially in recent years, recruiting more students and disciples, and there is a faint meaning that they will surpass the Wanhua Mountain Gate.

Leng Qingjue brought Hang Acacia to the Zhengcheng faction's territory but didn't intend to go down, just stopped in one place as if waiting for something.Hang Hehuan looked at the gate of the Zhengcheng School not far away where there was a constant stream of people coming and going, and asked, "Master, are we not going down?"

"Wait."

"Wait...wait for what?..."

Leng Qingjue reached out to support the red sparrow flying over, "Wait for Xinling."

Hang Hehuan: "..." She saw it.

This time the sparrow is very different, the bird's beak is opened, but what comes out is human words, and it is the voice of the head of Wanhua: "Fanlin Shuige, come quickly." Hang Hehuan: "..." In this way really good?

Leng Qingjue didn't have any idea. After receiving the letter, he let Quezi go, and Yu Suhe went directly to the place Sheng Maojing said.

Fanlin Water Pavilion.

Shang Qingchen shook his fan as usual, and asked: "Brother, has the letter been delivered yet?" Sheng Maojing leaned on the chair, without the demeanor of a school leader, "Sent it out, I think it should be soon... Arrived. As soon as the word "followed" arrived, Leng Qingjue and Hang Hehuan landed steadily on the bridge road of Fanlinshui Pavilion.

Shang Qingchen smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that the senior sister came, and the senior brother arrived just after he finished speaking." Leng Qingjue just nodded slightly, and entered the room with Hang Hehuan.

It was only after entering the room that Hang Hehuan saw who came. Lu Jinger, who had won against her, needless to say, Xiao Qianhua and Lou Yiteng were also there, but Gu Wei, who had met her before but won was not.As for the elders, there were only Shang Qingchen and her master, and the other two were not present.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he saluted separately with the three people of the same generation. Seeing that the three people over there seemed to have something to talk about, they didn't go there, and only stayed here to pile up with the three of them.

Sheng Maojing said to Leng Qingjue: "No one saw you coming in."

"unmanned."

Sheng Maojing smiled as if he had taken advantage of something, and said: "These people in the Zhengcheng Sect have no good intentions. I'm afraid that Junior Brother Shang will be at a disadvantage. You can suppress me so I can rest assured." Leng Qingjue still had that expression, Half of the point has not changed, "Brother, don't worry."

"Well, then I'll go back to the mountain first."

"Yes."

Shang Qing said: "See you again, brother."

"Well, you should be careful here."

"Of course, senior brother can rest assured."

Sheng Maojing nodded, got up and patted his clothes, called out Chengyu and left directly.

The four people who had been by the side naturally also noticed the movement here. Seeing that Sheng Maojing had left directly, Lou Yiteng said in a low voice: "Why is the head leaving at this time? Didn't you say there will be a banquet tonight? "

Lu Jing'er replied in a low voice: "If the sect leader is still here, then he will go to the sky with the face of Zhengcheng faction."

Lou Yi Teng thought straight, and asked, "What do you mean, senior brother?"

"Uncle Leng," Lu Jinger pointed at Leng Qingjue, his voice lowered, "A few years ago, the Zhengcheng Sect also conducted the Hundred Immortals Trial, and an inner disciple of the Zhengcheng Sect came to harass you. Master Leng was directly beaten and seriously injured by Master Leng at the banquet."

Lou Yiteng and the others were curious, "Is there such a thing?"

Lu Jinger nodded, "Later, the master of this inner sect disciple went to Wanhua to ask for an explanation, and was severely injured by the master."

Hang Hehuan clenched his fist secretly, thinking: Well done!

"If the head of the Zhengcheng faction hadn't come to apologize later, I'm afraid we Wanhua would have fallen out with the Zhengcheng faction."

Lou Yiteng asked, "Then what happened after that?"

"Later? Then it was like this. Well water does not violate river water. If the head of the Zhengcheng Sect hadn't personally invited us to the Hundred Immortal Trial, we Wanhua would not have come to participate."

Shang Qingchen came over and said with a smile: "Martial nephew Lu is very eloquent, it seems that it is not a problem to go to a teahouse to make a living as a storyteller."

Lu Jinger immediately turned serious and called out, "Uncle Shang."

Shang Qingchen: "Well, you all go to your room to rest, there is still a good show to watch tonight."

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Hang Hehuan and the four of them withdrew from the hall.

Shang Qingchen turned around and sat across from Leng Qingjue. Seeing Leng Qingjue's face was very cold, he said with a smile: "Couldn't Senior Sister remember the past?"

Leng Qingjue glanced at him, very cold, Shang Qingchen immediately raised his hand in surrender, "Come on, senior sister just pretend she didn't listen to my words."

Over there, Hang Hehuan walked out of the inner hall and chose the one on the farthest right among the adjacent rooms on the other side, while Lu Jinger and Xiao Qianhua chose the two rooms on the left. Go into the room.

When Hang Huan entered the door, the fragrance of lotus came out of his nostrils.

I went to the window and looked at it. It was just under the water pavilion, where lotus flowers were in full bloom.As soon as the wind blows, the fragrance is carried into the house, which is really interesting.He knocked on the window lattice casually, walked to sit beside the bed, stretched out his hand to touch the bed, and found that it was also very soft.Only then did he lie down, put his hands under his head in a very disfigured manner, and sighed comfortably, "I haven't been in bed for three months..."

"Heck—then you're really suffering—"

"yes……"

Hang Hehuan, who had just finished responding, felt something was wrong, and turned her head slightly to the outside. As expected, she saw a pale, bluish face.

"why is it you again?"

Hang Hehuan sat up while talking, and suddenly felt a little headache when he saw the very familiar lady under the bridge sitting not far from the bed.The lady under the bridge covered her face aggrievedly and said: "I came here because I miss you so much, don't you want my family?" Hang Hehuan said expressionlessly, "I don't want to."

The lady under the bridge made a heartbroken expression, and said: "Since you don't want the slave family, then the slave family will leave, so as to save you from being upset." Hang Hehuan waved his hand, "It's better to leave."

The lady under the bridge covered her face even more sadly when she heard the words, and floated out the window. Hang Hehuan looked around to see that she was gone, then jumped out of bed and went to the window to look around. Under the wide lotus leaf, she found the face of the lady under the bridge, she frowned and said, "Why don't you leave?" He Huan said: "If you don't leave again, I'm afraid you will stay in this lotus pond forever." After saying that, he twisted his sword formula and made a gesture to call Yiduan to come out. The lady under the bridge said quickly: "You just have to go!" After saying that, he quickly sank into the water and disappeared without a trace.

After Hang Hehuan confirmed that the lady under the bridge had indeed left, he closed the window before returning to the bedside.Although the window was open and the wind sent the lotus fragrance, but if it was sent in with other things, then forget it.

But why did this thing come to me again?Ah, by the way, last time she said that she had a master or something, could it be the same this time?Hey, how did I come across all these things...

Just as he was sighing, someone knocked on the door outside.