There are bandits in Zhongshan

The so-called unfavorable fleeting years is probably the case.

The four of them blocked, hid, and frantically pushed past Zhong Mingzhu's magic talisman. Before they could say a word—the nosebleed of the leader was still dripping down—they were overwhelmed by the white-clothed man who appeared in front of him. My mind is in a mess.

Chang Li looked at them, his dark eyes clearly showed no emotion, but it made them panic like falling into an ice cave.

They couldn't help but regret blocking that talisman, and it was better to be stunned and injured than now, standing opposite the expressionless Fairy Changli.

Although Fairy Changli has always been expressionless, but at this moment she looks particularly scary for some reason.

Zhong Mingzhu held Changli's hand, and after the tiredness gradually dissipated in the spiritual power brought by the other party, she raised her chin and sneered provocatively a few times, which seemed to be a bit of a villain's success.

In fact, it is also the cause that Zhong Mingzhu planted himself.

She was annoyed by Changli's indifferent attitude towards her in the competition, and then vented all her grievances in the second competition. Although she won, it was really difficult to win with a bunch of talismans that Master helped her make Convince.The senior sister who lost will inevitably feel wronged. When she is sad, those who care about her will naturally feel unjust.

Among the people who came to make trouble, the leader was the Taoist companion of that senior sister. He wanted to wait for Zhong Mingzhu to lose and then mocked him to vent his anger for his sweetheart. Unexpectedly, Zhong Mingzhu won again and showed his A magic weapon made of pure red gold.Anger and jealousy overlapped, so as soon as my brain got hot, I called my friends to catch up.

He didn't want to hit her hard, but just wanted to frustrate her. He panicked when he saw her kick the flying sword and fell, but turned around and saw Chang Li.

Everyone knows that Tiantai Peak Fairy Changli has no interest in the affairs of the sect, and this year's sacrifice ceremony only showed her face at the beginning. The three competitions between her own disciples were all weak and strong, but she never came to see it. Seeing that Zhong Mingzhu's competition was over, it was expected that Changli would not come here, and after the investigation, he would be locked up for a while at most, but he didn't expect her to appear at this time.

It is common for the teacher to personally teach a lesson when he is caught.

A few of them subconsciously wanted to escape after recovering, but before Fei Jian turned around, he felt a cold sword energy blocking his way. There was nothing in front of him, but there was a subconscious voice warning—— Thousands of swords will pierce the heart.

Will it die?

This idea appeared in their hearts at the same time.

"What are you doing?" It was Yun Yi who saved them, he sensed the aura of the magic talisman and Chang Li, and rushed over immediately.His cultivation base is much higher than Changli's, and he has a gentle temperament. With him in control, the sword energy will not be so frightening that people can't speak.

"The disciple knows his mistake! I implore the suzerain to punish him!" As soon as they regained their ability to move, those people immediately bowed down and admitted their mistakes.

Although Changli's talent is high, but limited by her age, her cultivation base is the weakest among several peak masters, but she has three elders behind her to protect her, those senior brothers who are only one step away from stepping into the ranks of transformation gods at the end of Nascent Soul When the senior sister sees her, she has to avoid her by three points.

Chasing Zhong Mingzhu is a moment of brain fever. If you are stubborn at this time, you are really courting death. It is impossible to lie. Yun Yi is best at tracking the appearance. With a flick of your finger, you can reproduce what happened before with a virtual image. There is only one way.

Yun Yi asked about the situation, pondered for a moment, and then read: "You bullied your fellow disciples and violated the rules of the sect, so leave your name, apologize to Nephew Zhong, and then go to the execution hall to receive your punishment. What do you think, junior sister?"

The punishment for the disciples who violated the rules was determined by the punishment hall. As the suzerain, he could not make his own opinions. Asking them to leave their names was to prevent someone from escaping.

Zhong Mingzhu was not happy anymore, it was for this reason that she stopped Fenghailou from warning Nan Sichu.

Handing over to the sect rules is not as pleasant as taking revenge yourself.

But at this time, Yun Yi and Chang Li were both there, and the other party was very flattering and succumbed. It seemed that she was wronged to find something.

"Master..." She tugged on Chang Li's sleeve—the man let go of his hand after she regained her strength, "If you don't come, the disciple will be bullied by them."

Hearing this, the expressions of those people were a little subtle.

In fact, they didn't have time to do anything, but received a talisman in vain, and the leader's nose was broken.

It wasn't like she was being bullied anyway.

"En." Changli responded softly as if he didn't hear Zhong Mingzhu's words.

Zhong Mingzhu snorted coldly, and the hand holding the sleeve became more and more forceful, wishing to tear the sleeve off.

--I knew it!This hard-hearted woman!I don't know what it means to have a master-student relationship!

Just when she decided to go back and pick off the string of agates around Changli's waist, she heard her speak again, with a voice as cold as frost: "You are not good at learning, so you will be bullied."

"You?!" Zhong Mingzhu's face turned blue, she opened her mouth, and was about to choke, but heard a sword groan.

It was her flying sword, and it fell into Changli's hands at some point. She was holding the sword with her arms hanging by her side. It seemed that she was just holding the sword without exerting any strength.

There seemed to be a clear light in the vagueness, and for a moment, she felt the coldness of the sword, but when she looked closely, there was nothing, Changli's hand was still in the original place, there was no sword energy, no spiritual power fluctuations, It looks like nothing happened.

Immediately afterwards, panicked screams sounded, she looked over there, and sighed "Wow".

The flying swords under the feet of those people were split in two, from the hilt to the tip of the sword was cut in half, but it didn't hurt the flying formation on it, and it still stopped firmly in the air, just because of this accident , the crooked standing postures of the people above looked very funny.

Yun Yi was stunned.

"Can you see clearly?" Changli glanced at Zhong Mingzhu and asked calmly.

"No, no, yes, yes!" Zhong Mingzhu laughed so wildly.

It seems that the villain is getting more and more successful.

After returning to Tiantai Peak, Zhong Mingzhu quickly lay down on the bed. She was really exhausted, and the spiritual power of Changlidu was only for emergency use. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she felt that she couldn't open her eyes. She fell asleep on the pillow, and when she woke up again, what greeted her eyes was the vast galaxy.

The breeze is blowing, and the moon is shining in the sky. That is her house. When it was built, a skylight was opened on the roof on a whim.

With an extra blanket on her body, the monk is not afraid of the usual cold, but Zhong Mingzhu pursues comfort, and even if it is not necessary, she still needs to wrap it in a rolled blanket. She vaguely remembers not caring about covering her before going to bed this time.

Probably Chang Li helped her put it on, it seemed that there was still a faint cold fragrance on it, she rubbed her nose and smiled lowly twice.Realizing that he had regained his strength, he got up from the bed and pushed open the door.

The water is rippling, and the flowing light is projected in the courtyard, casting false and real light spots, which is like an illusion. If you are not used to it, you may feel that you are still in a dream.

Changli was sitting on the edge of the stone platform, dressed in white clothes that blended into the moonlight, his back was straight, he just sat there casually, like a sword unsheathed, invincible, with the sapphire bottle in front of him, within a few days, When one flower blooms and the other fades, it is already another scene.

She focused on the vase of flowers, cutting off a few dead branches from time to time.She always does these things by herself, instead of relying on mana. With her cultivation, she can cut off the dead branches of the entire forest without moving, but she holds the scissors, just like a mortal, Once or twice, take the trouble.

If it is said that she likes it, there is no joy on her face, her eyes are indifferent, as if no matter whether it is a flower or a grass, there is not much difference between her; , Even people who really like gardening may not be able to devote themselves so much.

Those dark eyes are like a mirror, they can accommodate everything, but they can't leave anything behind. It is a kind of indifference that comes from deep in the heart, but in the eyes of others, it is the coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow, anyone who sees it Everyone hesitated, except Zhong Mingzhu.

Reckless, daring.

She strode over, the sound of her footsteps instantly shattered the tranquility of the courtyard, and even the flowing light seemed to have lost its original agility, but she didn't realize that she had disturbed the elegance of the courtyard.

If you realized it, you might step on it even louder.

"Master, why were you there at that time?" She sat across from Changli, looked lazily at the bush of flowers with her arms on her pillow, and asked suddenly.She is different from Chang Li, she often doesn't stand upright, sits upright, but whenever there is something around her, she will lean on it as if a bone has been pulled out.

She thought that Chang Li would definitely not show up.To her, those seemed inconsequential.

"I'll go see you." Changli didn't stop his movements, but there was a wave of turmoil on his expressionless face, as if hesitating, and he added slowly after a while: "You are my apprentice, I should care about the progress of your cultivation."

Such a serious appearance made Zhong Mingzhu laugh out loud.

Changli is always like this, no matter what he says or does, he must follow a principle.It's like she tried all kinds of things other than sword practice, like she forced Zhong Mingzhu to practice sword, like her unreserved generosity.

No likes, no dislikes, as it should be.

But it is such a person who is indifferent to everything outside, but today she did something that she would never do in the past. After all, she is still a person with blood.

Thinking of this, Zhong Mingzhu's smile became more publicized.

"Master, don't you think these words are too preposterous?" Those eyes, which were slightly lighter than ordinary people's, seemed to be born with cold eyes, and malicious intentions flashed across them, and she whispered in a bewitching way: "At this time It should be said that I care about you."

Through those camellias, she saw that Chang Li's movements paused, his expression was indifferent, and after a while, he softly spoke a syllable.

"Ah."

His voice was clear, as calm as he had promised Zhong Mingzhu all kinds of unreasonable troubles before, but Zhong Mingzhu saw the slender eyelashes trembling, as if he wanted to use this to cover up the flickering in his eyes.

She was startled, her eyes lit up in the next moment, and the corners of her mouth lifted into a smile.

Sometimes Zhong Mingzhu can't help but wonder if she has been hit by a Gu, and every time Changli reveals a flaw, she can't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Watching that person pick up a little bit of the dust of the world is more interesting than the most exquisite formation.

——It was really interesting.

In the eyes slightly narrowed because of laughter, there was pure joy and some kind of emotion that even she herself hadn't realized - it was so cold that it was almost cruel.

Enough of laughing, she stretched out her hand and pulled out the flowers that Changli had just pruned, and finally she was able to see Changli's face without hindrance.

The vase that took a long time to fiddle with was destroyed in an instant. She didn't even move her brows, but put down the scissors and looked up at Zhong Mingzhu.

Straightforward, frank, without the slightest evasion.

"Why are you laughing?" she asked, as if she was asking about the way of the sword.

Why, Zhong Mingzhu tore off a petal slowly, and flicked his finger suddenly.

The next moment, the wind blows up the flowers all over the sky, and the petals dance like spring rain, lingering and lingering, silently transforming everything.

"I want to laugh, so I laugh," she said.

With another flick of the finger, the bustling courtyard instantly turned into nothingness, and the fingertip was still the same petal, which fluttered down as she let go.