The person who came was unruly and handsome, his eyes were wide open with clear black and white, and the wind lights shone on his face.

Xue Meng.

Chu Wanning couldn't speak for a moment. He didn't know how much Xue Meng saw or how much he heard. After a little silence, Mo Ran broke the silence first.

"I have something to do, I'm talking to my master."

Xue Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he just walked over. He heard a low breath in the woods. He thought that some pair of disciples who were ungrateful and had a private meeting in the back mountain.

Logically speaking, Xue Meng is not qualified to manage such matters. Except for Wubei Temple and Shangqing Pavilion, no one of the top ten sects is an irresistible person who is banned from talking about dual cultivation. Although there is a so-called "lewdness/precept" at the top of life and death, it also refers to "not allowed to visit the kiln" and "relationships are not allowed to be contrary to human ethics."

But who is Xue Meng?

He is Chu Wanning's disciple and chief disciple.

Over the years, Xue Meng has always regarded what Chu Wanning said and what he did as his own benchmark. Since Chu Wanning doesn't like to see others privately teach and receive, then Xue Meng doesn't care about it and does not care about it, and he also despises the Taoist couple holding hands, and hates the pair of love-loving and compassionate.

The back mountain is a major area where the ghost barrier is easily damaged. What kind of morality does it have to be in such a place? Xue Meng was immediately unhappy and came to find fault with a lantern.

He never expected that the two people would be illuminated by the flashing lights.

Xue Meng was stunned and shocked. So he didn't even greet Chu Wanning according to the rules, but blurted out - Why are you here?

The barrier of this place is not broken and does not require repair.

There are no vanilla and strange flowers, and there is no scenery to speak of.

I am remote and can't come here to wander around.

If you usually ask Xue Meng: "There are two people, dark and everything is silent. They don't walk on the open Yangguan Road, nor do they sit in the back garden where birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, mountains and clear waters are beautiful. You must go to a secluded place that is too remote to be more secluded. Young Master, what do you think?"

Xue Meng would definitely sneer and say, "What else can you say in that kind of place? Love words?"

If you ask him again, "These two are men. They have known each other for a long time and are both unmarried. They have the same appearance and status. What does the young master think they are in?"

Xue Meng would definitely roll his eyes and say, "What else can it be? Long Yang's habit and the goodness of breaking his sleeves are disgusting."

At this time, I said to him again: "Haha, what the young master said is wrong. In fact, these two are a pair of masters and apprentices. Please don't ask for slander--"

Xue Mengba would not even finish listening to the words, but he slapped the table and said, "Absurd! What kind of morality is this? What pair of beasts are they so angry? I immediately drove them out of the mountain gate and out of the top of life and death!"

But at this time, just tell him that the master and apprentice, one is Mo Weiyu and the other is Chu Wanning, then Xue Meng must, be stunned, and all kinds of colorful colors flashed like a lantern on his face. Finally, he sat down with his forehead and said, "That's what I said before, you, you, you, ask the words just now again and start from scratch. I think there must be a second possibility."

——That’s it.

Xue Meng absolutely did not, and he really could not involve Chu Wanning with any chaotic, irregular, and disregarded human relations, so he immediately felt that he had heard it wrong just now.

But he still felt a mess in his mind and murmured to himself, "What do you want to say here?"

Chu Wanning was about to explain, but Mo Ran gently pinched his hand under the cover of his wide sleeves, signaling him not to speak.

If this person is lying and even a three-year-old child cannot deceive him, it is better to do it yourself.

So Mo Ran said: "Before the evening, I found a osmanthus candy rice cake here."

Chu Wanning: “…”

Xue Meng was confused: "What's it?"

"A osmanthus candy rice cake that has been cultivated into essence." Mo Ran said seriously, "It is only about ten inches tall, with a lotus leaf on its head and a tail, and a blue lamp on its tip."

"What kind of monster is this? I have never seen it in the picture book."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "I have never seen it before, so I wondered if it was the Rufeng Sect Demon-Suppressing Pagoda a few days ago. Some monsters that had already disappeared were released, and then I brought my master to take a look."

After hearing what he said, Xue Meng immediately breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, he felt relieved. His face, which had been tense since the moment, finally became vivid again. He walked over with the wind lamp, looked around, and asked, "Did you find the rice cake monster?"

"No."

Xue Meng glared at him: "I didn't ask you again, I'm asking Master."

Chu Wanning said: "...Not found."

Mo Ran laughed: "I was afraid that the sugar rice cake was eaten by Master, and I was afraid that the master would eat it as a snack after the meal, so I immediately hid."

Chu Wanning was stunned, and then angrily scolded: "Mo Weiyu! Do you want to go to the library to copy books again?"

After making such a fuss, Xue Mengchu's uneasiness gradually disappeared. He sighed in his heart, he was really, for a moment, he could feel that Master and Mo Ran had some unclear relationship... It was ridiculous, how could it be possible?

His master is the coldest handful of holy water in the world. No one can touch it, let alone anyone can defile it.

At this time, Mo Ran asked him: "After saying so much, let me talk about you, what are you doing here?"

Xue Meng murmured, "I'll find a vegetable bun for my mother."

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows: "Is it the newly picked fat cat?"

"Um."

"Orange, with a king-shaped pattern on your head. The one that only eats fish but not meat?"

"Yes, did you see it?" Xue Meng sighed, looking helpless, "I can run very well, but I have found the back mountain in the front mountain, and I have gone all the places where people can go, but there is no shadow of it..." He thought of something suddenly, and suddenly widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Ah! Do you think it will be eaten by the rice cake monster?"

“…”

Mo Ran actually wanted to laugh, but he still held it back and turned into a light cough: "This, I see that the sugar rice cake is so small. Although it is a monster, it is useless. If it is a vegetable bun, it is not the orange cat, but the sugar rice cake."

Xue Meng touched her chin, thought about the size of the dish bun, and agreed: "That's right... you're right..."

Chu Wanning said: "The back mountain is dangerous. Don't move forward anymore. I'll help you find it."

Xue Meng waved his hand quickly: "How dare you bother Master?"

Chu Wanning said: "There is nothing to do, so I will look for you for a while, and then I will go to the Danxin Palace to go to the Presbyterian Church. Let's work with Mo Ran, find it faster."

Mo Ran: "..."

He was really convinced by Chu Wanning. Chu Wanning probably felt that his body was like fire. He burned whenever he wanted, and put out whenever he wanted. He actually asked him to stand up and look for a cat at this time?... He hadn't even disappeared.

Seeing that he was still moving and his face was strange, Xue Meng asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Ran said: "It's nothing. I've been feeling a little uncomfortable since the beginning. You guys look for it first, I'll come over soon."

Chu Wanning glanced at him, and then suddenly realized that Mo Ran's clothes were different from his own. Mo Ran was used to wearing black and golden clothes that Xiu Yun put on his body. He looked very strong and straightforward on weekdays and was also very suitable for fighting, but the defects were also very obvious. If there was no cloak outside, it would be very obvious once the lower body reacted fiercely.

"..." Chu Wanning didn't say anything anymore. In the darkness, a cold face of the sect suddenly turned red, as if the sunset was shining on the clear ice surface. The extremely cold and extremely warm merged and converged, and the crystal clear light was stained.

From that day on, Chu Wanning said that he would not want to have a private meeting with Mo Ran on the top of life and death.

It happened that I was busy that time. All sects felt that Xu Shuanglin would live for one day and that he would not be able to sleep for a day. They turned to the "Tianyin Pavilion" - a public trial organization independent of the top ten sects. They were good at investigating and handling difficult and mixed secrets. However, Xu Shuanglin was too cruel to do things and did not leave any clues. The head of Tianyin Pavilion said that he could not help.

At the end of the month, Li Wuxin couldn't help it anymore, so he sent a heroic post, inviting the heads of the sects, the chief elders of the big and small sects to go to Lingshan to discuss.

Chu Wanning and Xue Zhengyong naturally went there too.

The last time the heroes gathered in Lingshan, and when Xue Meng and Nangong Si were discussing swords, the pattern of the cultivation world changed drastically in a blink of an eye. The seats that originally belonged to the Confucian style sect were empty, and the Huohuang Pavilion was in a slump. The newly-promoted leader was a young man who stumbled in his speech. He hurried in the crowd and did not say anything. The Zen masters of Wubei Temple were cautious in their words and actions, and never presided over the ugly things in advance...

Xue Zhengyong recalled the scene of the arrival of heroes and a harmonious and harmonious scene that day, and felt as if it was a different world, and he couldn't help but sigh.

When he sat down, Jiang Xi was promoted to the first master. He would be responsible for the thorough investigation of Nangong Xu. He was completely different from the first master Nangong Liu. Nangong Liu smiled all day long, regardless of his status, he was polite and did not like to offend others.

Where is Jiang Xi?

The leaders showed the results of the singing and calling him to preside over the show, and then he was already cold and unceremoniously sat on the throne where Nangong Liu sat before.

Before Nangong Liu sat in this position, he refused, but let him do all the humble and respectful plays. After sitting on it, he spoke sincerely for half an hour. He was worthy of it. He would like to support you, and he would take care of his mistakes and spit on him.

Jiang Xi only has three words.

"It should."

He actually said that this position should be where he sat.

Master Jiang, is rich, is crazy, is bad temper, is really bad, is really bad, is really thick-skinned.

Xue Zhengyong suddenly remembered something and muttered to Chu Wanning in a low voice: "He has not come to Lingshan Conference, more than once."

Chu Wanning didn't understand these power disputes and frowned slightly: "What do you think?"

"I mean, since Nangong Liu became the first master and the Rufeng Sect is recognized as the largest sect, Jiang Xi has never attended any leader meeting..."

Chu Wanning looked at Jiang Xi for a while and said, "This person is arrogant and arrogant, and you can see that he is unwilling to surrender to the waste."

Xue Zhengyong was a little wronged: "I don't want to be under the trash either."

Chu Wanning smiled faintly: "The Lord is tolerant, not to be a submissive."

As they were talking, a lonely moonlit night came with her servants, stopped by their desk, gave a bow, and then held a brocade box.

Xue Zhengyong turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

The servant shook his head, pointed at his ear, and pointed at his mouth. He was a deaf and dumb servant who could not speak or hear a sound.

Chu Wanning looked at him carefully and found that this person was different from the ordinary disciple of Gu Yueye, with a silver snake-shaped collar around his neck.

"Holy Hand of Cold Scale...?"

The mute servant found that Chu Wanning was looking at his collar, nodded repeatedly, bowed again, raised the box over and presented it to him.

There was also an exquisite snake-shaped heraldry on the box. Xue Zhengyong looked at it and said to Chu Wanning: "He should be directly under the Han Scale Saint."

As he said that, he looked over the seat of Gu Yueye. Sure enough, he saw Hua Binan, the world's number one medicine master, the Holy Master Hanlin, wearing a veil hat, revealing his eyes, staring at them quietly.

The author has something to say: There are many replies yesterday, but they are not replies, because yesterday's chapter was locked from around 9 am to around 4 pm, and I can't click on the single chapter to reply. I'm sorry, I'm sorry~
To be continued...