Master, he never speaks

Time flies, especially the time of cultivating immortals. Five years have passed in a flash. Wen Yunsheng has gotten used to life in Jiange, and he has also changed from a registered disciple of Jiange to a half-disciple.

Zhu Hanshuang seems to be used to the life without Zhu Jixiu, sitting under the tree and tasting tea every day. Sometimes when the mood comes, he asks Wen Yunsheng to spread paper and ink for him, draw the surrounding scenery, or write a Write poetry or something.

Time passed so fast, because of Wen Yunsheng's arrival, Mu Ying temporarily forgot the pain of losing her two juniors, and she began to teach Wen Yunsheng swordsmanship instead of Zhu Hanshuang, already treating Wen Yunsheng as her own disciple.

It was still an ordinary day, Zhu Hanshuang was sitting under the tree, holding a teacup in his hand, watching from afar Mu Ying who was teaching Wen Yunsheng how to practice swordsmanship, watching, a familiar figure turned over again The wall comes in.

Mu Ling: "Hey, Frost, how are you doing recently?"

Mu Ling turned over from the wall and looked at Zhu Hanshuang with a smile on his face, but his arrival did not make the people in Jiange Courtyard feel happy, and the originally cheerful and relaxed atmosphere also fell silent.

Zhu Hanshuang and Mu Ying didn't speak. Seeing that his master and senior sister didn't speak, Wen Yunsheng didn't dare to speak. He raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Ling hesitantly, and finally opened his mouth tentatively:

Wen Yunsheng: "Master Mu, good morning."

Mu Ling: "Good morning, Xiao Yunsheng."

For Zhu Hanshuang and Mu Ying's indifferent and ignorant attitude, Mu Ling didn't react much, let alone get angry or express any negative emotions. He looked at Zhu Hanshuang with a smile on his face, and continued:

Mu Ling: "I'm here to inform you, Frost, that our sect has now expanded the scope of enrollment, so this year's enrollment requires you to go to Beihai."

Mu Ying: "What? Beihai?!"

Before Zhu Hanshuang could speak, Mu Ying became anxious. The place in Beihai is full of clouds and dragons, and there are all kinds of people, not to mention whether the real body hidden under the human skin is a human or a demon. Can't see it.

Mu Ying: "Sect Master Mu, you don't know how cruel that place in Beihai is, right?!"

Ever since Wen Yunsheng's incident, Mu Ying didn't have much affection for Mu Ling. She found that every time something happened to someone in the Jiange, it had something to do with Mu Ling. This made her really have a good impression of Mu Ling's arrival. nothing.

Mu Ling: "Hey, of course I know, but recently the sect is short of manpower, and the elders have their own urgent matters. It is because of the danger in Beihai that I sent Hanshuang to go."

Mu Ying: "You!! You, you, you! You clearly knew the danger, yet you still sent our master there!"

Mu Ying is in a hurry. In the past few years, she has lost Shen Qianche first, and then Zhu Jixiu. She can't lose anyone anymore, especially Zhu Hanshuang is the soul of the entire Jiange. If she loses Zhu Hanshuang again, She will go crazy.

Mu Ying: "It's impossible for my master to go, so you just give up on it!"

Mu Ying didn't want Zhu Hanshuang to go without saying anything. Back then, she went to Beihai to find Shen Qianche's trace, and she could see clearly how chaotic Beihai was.

As an unowned land, where there is no legal restriction, Mu Ying really doesn't want her family to go to that kind of place.

Mu Ling: "There is nothing to discuss about this matter. Whether you want to go or not, this trip is decided."

The smile on Mu Ling's face also gradually faded, and her tone was tinged with orders and coercion. This is what Mu Ying dislikes the most. She hates people talking to her in this tone, except Zhu Hanshuang.

Mu Ying: "Why..."

Before Mu Ying finished speaking, Zhu Hanshuang raised her hand, stopped what she wanted to say next, and said softly:

Zhu Hanshuang: "Yes."

Seeing that Zhu Hanshuang agreed, the coldness on Mu Ling's face gradually disappeared, and he returned to his usual amiable appearance, looked at Zhu Hanshuang with a smile and said:

Mu Ling: "Han Shuang, I'm very happy that you can think this way, then this matter is settled like this, you can leave tomorrow, I sent someone to meet you in Beihai, you are only responsible for recruiting students That's it."

After finishing speaking, Mu Ling patted her ass and walked over the wall. Mu Ying was so angry that she threw the sword in her hand and walked towards Zhu Hanshuang humming. When she came to Zhu Hanshuang, she put her hands on her hips and spoke asked:

Mu Ying: "Master! You clearly know that Mu Ling is very deep-minded. As long as he ordered you to do something, it is not a good thing. Why do you agree to it!"

Zhu Hanshuang: "I know."

Zhu Hanshuang raised her eyes and looked at Mu Ying. He knew and saw through what kind of person Mu Ling was. Perhaps in Mu Ling's eyes, he was also a pawn that could be manipulated at will.

At this time, Mu Ling came over suddenly and asked him to recruit students, and the place where the students were recruited was Beihai, so this matter began to make people think deeply.

Why is it the North Sea?

Zhu Hanshuang is not stupid. After careful consideration, a bold idea gradually emerged in his mind, if...if...

What if Zhu Jixiu is in Beihai now?

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North Sea, Fox God Valley.

Gu Baizhi: "Jixiu, Jixiu, for five years, you know how to practice swords every day. It just so happens that Beihai is holding an event recently. Would you like to hang out with me?"

Gu Baizhi sighed, he was bored to the top of his head, he raised his leg and stepped on the corpse of the monster at his feet, looked at Zhu Jixiu who was cleaning the sword not far away, and said quietly:

Gu Baizhi: "The swordsmanship that can only be learned in ten years, but now you have mastered it in five years. Your current strength is comparable to that. Why don't you give yourself a vacation to relax?"

Gu Baizhi: "Just follow me to Beihai to have fun..."

Hearing this, Zhu Jixiu didn't even raise his eyes. After he wiped the blade of the sword, he was ready to start the next round of fighting, and he didn't even have any thoughts of playing.

Zhu Jixiu: "No."

This indifferent and ruthless appearance stimulated Gu Baizhi's nerves. He is such a fun-loving person who spent five full years with Zhu Jixiu. If he doesn't go out to play, he will go crazy!

Gu Baizhi: "You're not going, are you? What if I say... people from the Destiny Sect come to Beihai to recruit students?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jixiu's sword-waving hand paused, and he was stunned for a second, then he glanced at him indifferently, and refused:

Zhu Jixiu: "No."

But Gu Baizhi saw that something was going on, and said the next sentence cheerfully:

Gu Baizhi: "Then... what if the elder who came to recruit students is... Zhu Hanshuang?"

Li Suo's sword sound stopped in the air, and time fell into silence. After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Jixiu's hoarse and deep voice came over, and he uttered a word:

Zhu Jixiu: "Go."