The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

"The leader just let Protector Zuo go to Xingling alone. How cunning those people are. If he has no way to go back, it will be a big loss if I don't teach him." The person who spoke such words had an expression The look of being on the sidelines, compared with the sincerity, seems to be hindering someone from restraining himself.

All in all, it's good enough to look like this.

"Who said it was 'single'? There is that kid Yu Qing next to Guardian Fan, that's enough."

The bright candlelight is long and short, and on the one-zhang steps inside the square carved wall, the person called "the leader" changed his posture, leaning on the backrest as if boneless, and his bright red nails were constantly on the armrest. Knocking, and after a while, it was changed to grinding, until some sharp fine adjustments were made under the hand.

The person sitting under the table looked unhappy, his old and mottled face was covered with gray and gray: "In this way, isn't it in line with the wishes of those sects? Now the old man has to keep his tail in order to take his life. Another letter from you The letter of appeal and peace has been distributed, and even Zuo Dharma has been sent out, is it true that they really want to distort their position and bring about their own destruction?"

Feng Liu raised his eyes casually, his dark eyes were filled with confusion:

"Elder is worrying too much, my leader has not yet reached the level of insomnia." But he scolded the old man in his heart.

She has shattered so many dreams of old things this time around, but now she is just letting them restrain themselves. If it weren't for people's scrutiny, it wouldn't have much effect on the surface. These people are deeply involved, and she doesn't want to move for the time being. , do you really think she can't move?

"It's good for the leader to know, and the old will not disturb the purity of the leader."

Feng Liu regained his composure and watched him retreat.

After a long silence, she heard her say again: "Gan Xie."

The person who was called was agitated, and he didn't dare to show the ups and downs in his heart, so he had to bite the bullet and stand up calmly. How dare those experienced pillars of the church dare to be presumptuous in front of the church.

The leader didn't seem to notice it at all, and his fingers clasped on the armrest bit by bit, "clicking" like a drumbeat:

"Didn't see that your adoptive father left, what are you still doing here?"

Gan Xie has not been a fool since he joined the church not long ago, so he immediately replied: "The foster father and his elders will stay. The subordinates can't control it, but the subordinates will stay at the master's disposal."

He expressed his sincerity, but the leader ignored him instead, and the coercive pressure was finally removed from Gan Xie's body, only to see her casually looking to the side, and asked incoherently:

"Mr. Yan, how far can this matter go?"

The man in the corner had a mediocre appearance, but he was a bit secretive because of the candlelight. As soon as he opened his mouth, his hoarse and unpleasant voice could persuade him to leave.

"Three points, if it is less than ten points after that, it must be forced to reach ten points."

"...After years of separation, my nephew has grown up. I'm a close relative, so why not give me a gift."

"The gift must be given, have you given it?" The hoarse voice sounded again, and disappeared as soon as it came out.

Something shook the bottom of Feng Liu's eyes, and he murmured softly as if to comfort himself: "...Without Xianye, he is nothing."

Gan Xie was still confused, and the leader who seemed to be caught in his own emotions at that moment stared at him without warning, and seemed to be able to reveal a ruthless light in the next second-but no, he was still lacking in it.

"Your adoptive father is no less powerful than he was back then. When you are a son, you have to do your best to be filial, so that you can take over."

The back placket was already drenched with sweat, and the wind was blowing cool, Gan Xiemu was dazed, not daring to speak casually.

Such a bone can be pulled out as soon as it is said, and besides, his "adopted father" has more godsons than him, who would not covet a good seat, and it was given by the leader so lightly, power or life?

Gan Xie knelt down submissively - this issue has long been out of consideration.

The matter of Meijiezhuang was finalized, and other friends from other sects should be informed as well. The Elder Qing Ling immediately took over the job. As for who to send, it can be discussed later.

Now that Xiangongling is the chief, he should have more worries in his heart. Even if Dang expressed his intention, the head didn't consider letting him appear. Now that he thought about it a little, he agreed when he saw that he really had his intentions. To Gong Ling's surprise, Mo Tingxuan rarely stopped him.

If a good sect disappears like this, it can be said that it is solidly sounding the alarm for them. This is a major event involving the sect and even the entire cultivation world.Hundreds of years ago, the evil was rampant, and the contradiction between good and evil was pushed to the extreme. Now, it is hard to take a breath, and many sects of the righteous way come and support each other, and generally speaking, they are harmonious. No one wants to find out some conspiracy theory and stir up trouble.

Xiangong Ling strolled out from the side door, the emerald stones on the soles of his feet lingered as if they were lingering, on a winding stone road, when he was about to fly away, he heard someone calling him.

"Lingsi Zhenjun stay here."

The snow-white sleeve robe was thrown behind him, his satin-ink hair twirled slightly in the air, and a pair of cold-tuned eyes that were not like mortal objects directly rushed towards the person who came, even if it was someone he had just met, he couldn't help but be intimidated at this moment a bit.

Xiangong Ling had noticed her in the main hall just now, the woman in red was imposing, but the person beside that red was as quiet as the bright moon in a secluded lake, not obtrusive, but still eye-catching.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Xiangong Ling always feels that she is being scrutinized by this woman all the time.

"Can Zhenjun recognize this thing?" I saw the woman handing out a white jade hairpin with one hand.

Xian Gongling raised her hand to take it, and after seeing the Ting Xiao pattern on the hairpin, she realized that it seemed to be her own, but she still couldn't remember where she had seen her.

I saw the bright eyes of the handsome man, who was gentle and gentle, making people feel comfortable:

"It doesn't matter if Zhenjun doesn't remember, it's just a life-saving grace, and I can't forget it. This thing should be returned to its original owner."

After all, he left from the bottom just like when he came, as graceful as a frightened bird.

Xiangong Ling looked at the palm, put away the hairpin with some hesitation, and put away the hairpin that Yue Lixian gave him together.

At this time, he was not in a hurry, he hadn't exhausted the emerald stone road, but a person blocked the corner.

Those who stood in the way didn't go anywhere, they just stood upright in the center, very dedicated to their duties.

Xiangong Ling stroked the man's hair behind his ears casually, and asked, "Why are you here?"

The person who came directly leaned over, stood on tiptoe and rested his chin on his shoulder, then turned his face to his ear and whispered:

"Master, who did you meet?"

Xiangong Ling tore him off and took a few steps back, covering his ears a little hairy:

"Is there anyone in the Lingling Sect, I just went to the main hall to listen to their conversation."

Yue Lixian acted like he was in a bad mood this time, as if he was sickly stretching out his hand to beg for pity.

"What?" Xiangong Ling didn't know why.

"Master's hairpin."

Xiangongling thought of the thing he had just put away, walked around him and said casually, "Well, it's here."

Seeing that he was perfunctory, Yue Lixian didn't feel sorry for him anymore, and immediately said: "Master's hairpin and the hairpin I gave to Master, bring one."

Xiangong Ling felt that he was quite funny like this, and kept walking: "Both are my hairpins, so there is no reason to return them when you give them away?"

Yue Lixian suddenly stopped talking.

Xiangong Ling stopped immediately, seeing that he was really upset, so she took out what he wanted and handed it over.

This time, Yue Lixian didn't make any more awkward fights, and took it honestly, and took the hand that was handed over along the way.

The treatment of the hand was actually better than the hairpin that was put away casually, at least it could be held in the palm of the master for a while, Xiangong Ling was a little funny.

"I'm leaving for Meijiezhuang tomorrow, you take care of yourself in the sect."

Yue Lixian heard the meaning, and immediately felt a little unhappy, but guessed that the master would not be able to control where he went for the time being, he might argue to no avail, and instead forced himself to make a promise, it would be bad if he tied his hands and feet, so Don't dwell on this issue anymore.

"Master, how about I tell you a story?"

Xiangongling let him walk while holding hands, without speaking.

Yue Lixian then went on to himself: "Actually, it's not a story, my disciple met someone in Changyin Garden..."

Hearing Chang Yinyuan, Xiangongling quietly pricked up his ears to be a little vigilant. Last time in the hot spring, the apprentice said heartfeltly that he had a "favorite" in his ears, and now he unconsciously pays attention.

"That person was rescued by his senior brother when he was in danger, and he couldn't help but admire him. He was fascinated by that senior brother, and even though he tried several times, the senior brother still didn't understand. He asked his apprentice what he should do."

It is necessary to make up the whole story, but his master may not like to hear it, so Yue Lixian picked out a few sentences to make up.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when it comes to "seven meat and eight vegetables", Yue Lixian's eyes scratched Xiangong Ling's body like hooks, as if the "seven meat and eight vegetables" were not someone else.

Xiangong Ling was slightly startled by this thought, and at the same time thought: Why should I discuss these things with an inexperienced young man?People of the same age are easy to talk like this?

But he really has no interest in these involvements, Yue Lixian shares these with him knowing that he is not interested, is it for entertainment?

"Generally speaking." Xiangong Ling said falsely. "After the test, the other party is still 'unresponsive', so it probably won't work."

"... How does Master know that the other party is not the person who is 'not enlightened'?"

"There are such people in the world?" Xiangong Ling seemed inconceivable.

Yue Lixian suppressed a smile, and lost all thoughts in an instant: "...Master is absolutely right."

Seeing that he was happy, Xian Gongling started to talk about business: "If you don't want to practice on the mountain in the next few days, you can go to Tanyou Valley, and I will greet you well."

"Master, it's time to worry about it. It's fine for the disciple to go and practice." Yue Lixian smiled brightly, and squeezed the man's fingers gently.

Seeing him like this, Xiangong Ling really felt relieved.

He was afraid that he couldn't wait any longer, Yue Lixian said in his heart.

[Have you figured it out? 】

You have reached that point, I also have to do something for Master... It is right to pay some price.

[Twisted melons are not sweet, but they are not twisted. You may not even have a melon. If you are inattentive and run away, I will see where you will cry. 】

Yue Lixian really can't understand his way of standing and talking without back pain: this kind of thing, it's not your turn to worry about it.