I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

At that time, Dong Zhixue was holding the lamb and blowing the wind at the mountain gate.

He is not as afraid of the cold as Gu Jianhan, and his cultivation base is advanced, so the winter robe is not thick, no different from the summer shirt, with fluttering sleeves, full of immortality.

The little lamb he raises is not afraid of the cold, with a thick layer of cashmere on his body, nestling in his arms, licking his fingertips and biting his wrists from time to time.

Behind him are the elders of Qingxu Sect and their direct disciples, Elder Danqing of Yinshen Valley and his eldest disciple Yu Ling, elder Qiuhua of Changming Restaurant, that is, Lu Wenqing, and his eldest disciple Du Ziling , Lingji Cave, Fenxiang Bureau and Wuxin Pavilion... Almost all the sects and sects came here, except for Gu Jianhan.

The deserted mountain gate on weekdays finally became more lively. This group of people regarded opening the door to meet the enemy as a mountain banquet. The soft chairs and long tables of each family were moved out, and all kinds of magic weapons were scattered in midair. Flying, cups and cups are frequently passed around, and laughter and joy are spoken.

Speaking of which, it is true that Qingxu Sect has not held a lantern festival for a long time. In the past, Dong Zhixue would hold it patiently until he was defeated by Gu Jianhan and changed the calendar of the Three Realms. Walking around in Xumen, guarding his three-acre land, he lived a leisurely and leisurely life.

"At what time are you still hugging your little lamb, aren't you afraid that Mo Wuya's pig's head will be roasted for you?"

"Lu Wenqing, are you going to die or not?" Dong Zhixue didn't pay attention to her image at all, and rolled her eyes at Lu Wenqing fiercely.

"It's been so many years, you two are still arguing like this, sure enough, childhood sweethearts are different."

Elder Danqing leaned on his crutches, pointed at Dong Zhixue and Lu Wenqing and laughed.

Du Ziling on the side pursed his lips, and looked at Dong Zhixue calmly. The gaze was a little complicated. Dong Zhixue sensed it very keenly, and turned back to meet his gaze.

Du Ziling looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Who is with him as a childhood sweetheart? My precious apprentice is still here. Danqing, please stop teasing me. My apprentice ran away with jealousy. Are you going to be my apprentice?"

Dong Zhixue hugged the lamb and laughed.

"Be your disciple, be your disciple."

"Hey you grandson—"

Before the words were finished, a tinge of green in the sky was long overdue.

The elders' five senses are extremely sharp, and they can still see the appearance and posture of the person coming from such a long distance.I saw that he was holding a plain oiled paper umbrella in his right hand, and the amber luster was still flowing on the ribs of the umbrella, which was transmitted to his thin white knuckles, making the outline of his whole person seem a little warmer.

He was wearing thick clothes, but probably because he was too thin, he didn't look bloated.He was dressed in a sky-blue fine velvet bamboo robe with a snow-white stand-up collar around the skirt, which softened his originally cold and sharp face.His head is full of blue hair tied high with two hair bands, one is sky blue and the other is ivory white, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows looks extraordinarily beautiful in the wind and snow and his extraordinarily clean attire.

With a good face, a slender figure, and a graceful demeanor, he came from the distant sky, from far to near, everyone was a little stunned, the cup was squeezed in his hand for a long time, and he forgot to move for a while.

Until Du Ziling kicked Lu Wenqing lightly.

Lu Wenqing came back to his senses quickly, and quickly sent a voice transmission to his apprentice: "Zi Ling, don't be angry! It's just the first time I've seen him wearing a two-color headband. Do you know what wearing a two-color headband means? That means someone is in the room!" "

Du Ziling was stunned for a moment, and for some reason suddenly remembered the Junior Brother Wen whom he met half a year ago.

He thought, he had a mistress so soon, he wondered if he would not get used to it.

In short, if Lu Wenqing finds him a mistress, he will definitely feel very uncomfortable.

"Thank you for your willingness to come and help in the next step."

Regardless of their previous friendship, the Qingxu Sect's attitude towards the Demon Lord is the same.Perhaps there were quarrels before, or there were suspicions of slander, but the great masters present were very clear about what to do and when to do it.

Also because they came, even though Gu Jianhan didn't want to deal with them anymore, he had to thank them at this moment.

This is what Wen Yan told him.

As for Wen Yan, he is probably watching the situation here with the spiritual mirror that Gu Jianhan gave him.

"Jianhan, why are you so polite with us?"

Wen Yan saw Gu Jianhan put away his umbrella, letting the rustling snowflakes fall on his black hair, onto his eyelashes, and wet his eyebrows and cheeks.

He could even hear Dong Zhixue's voice clearly.

Because the Chuanling Feiyu connected to the Lingjing is floating between Dong Zhixue and Gu Jianhan.

But through the mirror, there is always a layer of separation. He knows that he is protected by Gu Jianhan again, hiding in a warm and comfortable room, and can only watch his master who is afraid of the cold be forced to go out to fight.

"There's still time for half a cup of tea."

He looked under the gate of Qingxu Mountain, where there was an endless flat expanse of snow, and occasionally a few snow rabbits would jump past, the weather was severe cold, and there were fewer birds in the sky, and there might be spiritual pets from the cultivation family They are still active in the sky and underground, but the number is much smaller than before.

He can also see the situation here on Lengyue Peak, but the distance and height are different, and the feeling of watching has also changed, but generally speaking, there is no difference.

He just wanted to kill all these people quickly, and then go back and hug his apprentice, he must be very warm.

It's too cold here.

Every gust of wind seems to scratch the already incomplete soul, and every piece of snow seems to freeze those scarred bones. Some of these people are familiar to him, some know them, and some hate them... But most of them It's just an acquaintance who nods, he doesn't want to stay here any longer, not even for a moment.

He wants to go home.

He misses his Ayan.

Wen Yan stared at the picture in the Spirit Mirror without blinking. Gu Jianhan was not very good at dealing with others' approval and conversation, and he always looked extremely cold.

As soon as he left, the entire mountain banquet fell silent, and one or two of them closed their mouths consciously, or drank their own wine and tea in silence.Even if there was someone like Dong Zhixue who was good at mobilizing the atmosphere, there was nothing Gu Jianhan could do if he didn't cooperate with him.

And Lu Wenqing on the side didn't know what was going on, he glanced at his apprentice for a while, and then glanced at his apprentice again for a while, completely lacking the usual energy to make trouble.

Wen Yan thought, his master forgot everything he said.

Before leaving, Dong Zhixue sent a spiritual letter, informing them that all the great masters in the sect were gathered at the Qingxu Mountain Gate, and this time, even if they risked the dissatisfaction of the Three Realms, they would have to smash that bastard Mo Wuya to vent their anger over the past few years. The Qingxu Sect is constantly suppressed by the demon world.

Since the news came from Gu Jianhan, those great masters didn't doubt it too much, and all those who could go after getting the news went.

Now Wen Yan can easily recall Gu Jianhan's expression at that time. At that time, he was still wearing a long snow velvet scarf for him, but his reddish face turned black all of a sudden. He thought something serious happened. It turned out that too many people were there.

But because too many people went there, Gu Jianhan was obviously unhappy, his beautiful eyebrows were deeply frowned, his head was slightly lowered, and his thin lips were pursed in an extremely displeased attitude.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have told Zhixue, he's a leaky speaker."

Wen Yan was amused by him: "How can you say that about others, the head is also kind, and besides, there are more people and more strength, then the master will be able to beat the monsters faster and come back to see me!"

Hearing what he said, Gu Jianhan's expression softened a little.But he still didn't look very happy. When Wen Yan asked, he found out that he didn't like dealing with those people. He found it troublesome and disturbing. Moreover... he stayed on Lengyue Peak all year round, and he didn't know how to deal with people. deal with.

The routine by the Qinggu River in his childhood was naturally not suitable for associating with these reserved and self-respecting great masters. During the time in the Demon Palace, he also consciously became a heartless and ruthless killing puppet, except for the one who got along with Jiekong. For a short period of time, most of the time he walked alone, or because of the Corpse Fragrance Gu, he often followed Mo Wuya unconsciously.

However, Mo Wuya didn't pay much attention to him.

Wen Yan sighed, and imparted all his social experience and skills over the years.What Gu Jianhan is not good at, he tried his best to help him make up for it, and he also hoped that Master would be welcomed by people when he went out, instead of being insulted like he was outside Fengqiu Secret Realm at the beginning.

As long as they get in touch with his master, those masters should quickly understand the goodness of the master, and they can understand the benefits and difficulties of the master, and those rumors will naturally disappear.

At least that's the case in the Qingxu Sect.

Although it is said that people cannot be bound by other people's eyes, if a gentleman like Gu Jianhan can leave a good reputation, why not do it?

Thinking like this, he told Gu Jianhan many things eloquently.Gu Jianhan likes to listen to him most of the time, he likes his speaking speed and tone, also likes his tone of voice and all kinds of cute little expressions when he speaks.

Although he only listened to a few words selectively, most of them came out of the right ear after entering the left ear, but in fact he listened very seriously, those bright cat eyes stared at Wen Yan without blinking, Nodding his head from time to time, conveying to Wen Yan the signal that he is listening very attentively.

That's what it sounds like.

Wen Yan hugged the mirror and choked speechlessly, wishing he could catch the master in the mirror and punish him.

"Ding--"

New message.

Wen Yan hugged the mirror and went to get his phone by the bed, unlocked it, and saw another new push from the small program "Gossip".

He looked at Gu Jianhan in his glasses again, and touched the wet snowflakes on his shoulder with distress. Gu Jianhan, who was at the gate of Qingxu Mountain on the other side, felt something, looked at his shoulder, and then looked up at the snowflake floating in mid-air. Chuanling Feiyu in the movie.

The next moment—the sound of horseshoes and the neighing of ferocious beasts.