Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

It fluttered its wings and turned around to chase after it. Unexpectedly, Yan Dan and Yan Yang exchanged blows, and a spell came over and hit its wings.

Sisi was so angry that he let out a groan and fell down.

The seed of resentment, the seed of the Great Abyss!

"Squeak-"

The phoenix sounded, and after a few seconds he quickly stabilized his body, only to see Zhuer holding the open portrait in his mouth and heading straight for Cangya Peak.

It wanted to chase, but didn't dare to chase, so it could only linger in the same place.

Yan Dan and Yan Yang found out and looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

"It's over. Zhu'er snatched it away. I don't even know what it was!"

Yan Yang complained to Yan Dan: "It's all your fault. Si Si obviously came here for Yun Zhongtian!"

Yan Dan scratched his head: "Not necessarily, it just looks like a painting. How can my junior sister paint you a painting?"

What to draw you?

In the painting, you are not as good-looking as the fifth senior brother, in the painting you are not as steady as the senior brother, in the painting you are not as smart as the second senior brother, in the painting you are not..."

"I think you're just itchy. Do you still know what it means to respect your elders and your elders?

Come, take a blow from my sword..."

The two of them fought more passionately.

Only Shusi was spinning around in circles.

Xuanyue Tower at Cangya Peak.

Wan He had just come up to practice music, and Yan Tong was also there.

"Sister, are you here?

Why did I run so fast just now? I thought it was something urgent?

If you want to go to Master's place, let's go together. It's along the way, right? "

Yan Tong felt guilty: "Hahaha, uh uh uh, yes, yes, I actually forgot that my junior sister is also a music cultivator now!"

As soon as the two of them sat down, Yan Mo came out, waving his mysterious flute: "Are you here?

Sit down, let’s study today”

"Squeak-"

Zhu'er A gust of wind swept over and brought up the fallen leaves of the ancient catalpa tree.

The portrait fell into Yan Mo's hands, Zhu Er waved her wings, turned around and flew away, hiding her merit and fame.

Yan Mo's eyes fell on the portrait and he said nothing.

The atmosphere was quiet, Wan He poked his head around, why did it look familiar?

Yan Tong felt guilty. She looked familiar. Why was Si Si so unreliable in his work now?

(Shu Si: It’s unfair, Si Si’s injustice┭┮﹏┭┮)

After Yan Mo finished reading, his expression remained unchanged and his smile remained unchanged. Then he rolled up the portrait little by little, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, he tied a red ribbon on it.

"Zhu'er, send it wherever it comes from!"

Zhu'er flew over with a squeak, picked it up in her mouth, turned around and flew away.

Wan He didn't know if it was an illusion, but she blinked when she saw Zhu'er flying past her. It was quite narrow-minded.

She rubbed her eyes and glanced at Yan Mo: "Master, what is it?"

"Oh, I don't know which disciple had nothing to do and drew a portrait of me, and specially sent it to me for a look. I'm really interested!"

Wan He's eyes moved slightly: "Really? Master, what do you think of the painting?"

"Well, the two of them work together to make up for their weaknesses. It's pretty perfect!"

Wan He: "Two people... work together...???"

Yan Tong coughed lightly and said, "Master, what did you just say you were going to learn today?"

Yan Mo slid one hand and spread the music score in the air, magnifying it several times, like a big screen.

"Today, we learn..."

He paused and looked at Wan He with longing eyes: "Just Zhuang Shengmeng!"

Wan He was delighted. She was attracted to Zhuang Sheng's dream. After returning to the sect for more than half a month, her master always asked her to practice the basics. Her fingers were calloused, bleeding, and the bones hurt from the bounce. She could finally start to truly learn Zhuang Sheng's dream. .

The sound of the flute begins, followed by the sound of the flute, followed by the sound of the piano.

Shusi was so excited when he saw Zhu'er flying in. He dropped two feathers on the spot, caught the portrait, flew around Yan Dan and Yan Yang, and flew two more miles before successfully getting out of the snow. area.

It's not peaceful outside, and the snowy area is even less peaceful. It's very dangerous.

The snow-cold flowers swirled, one by one, slowly falling down.

Within the barrier of Cangya Peak, the sound of flutes and flutes in the sky rose and fell, and the sounds of Xuandi and Xuanyao harp were entangled and separated. Yan Mo's eyes fell on the hands on Xuanyao harp, which were shiny and slender, with slender jade fingers. When plucking the strings, they fall together and fall cleanly and elegantly.

These hands had just painted a portrait of him. If Xiao Wu hadn't started processing it, he wouldn't have dared to recognize it, and he wouldn't have dared to compliment it, but the way it looked when painting must have been very pleasing to the eye.

Because when I play the piano, I am very good.

The melody is melodious and melodious, drifting like the moonlight in the wind. The relationship is sad and I can't express my heartfelt feelings.

Death is impermanent and disappears in an instant. In the past, in the past, in previous lives, among thousands of troops, who can become the king?

The horns sounded in their ears, and the soldiers' shouts of killing shook the sky. They went forward one after another. They were not afraid of life and death. They fell down, bleeding and wounded...

But it can't compare to the tragic feeling of flying red skirts, sacrificing the nine-turn complex, and the soul is flying away...

"Master? Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Tong's concerned voice was heard in his ears. Yan Mo blinked and his eyes gradually became clear. It was still the same hands and the same piano. At this time, both hands were pressing the strings, and there were only a few remaining sounds until the last note melted into the barrier. .

Wan He stood up: "Master, why don't you stop playing?"

Yan Tong's eyes were worried. She had been practicing with Yan Mo for decades and had never seen Yan Mo in this situation.

Yanmo Xuandi turned and disappeared into his sleeve: "Xiao Qi, Zhuang Shengmeng, you can play it yourself!"

Wanhe paused: "Really?"

"You said you won't show off, but when you get serious, there really is nothing that can trouble you!"

"The main reason is that practicing basic knowledge is too boring. I heard my master play it once in Fenghe City, so I tried to practice it.

I'm sorry, Master..."

"No need to be sorry. I know that you have a strong learning ability, so I shouldn't let you practice for so long. This is the music score of Qianmi Jueyin, Lord of the Domain, Farewell Song, and Soul Flower Tune. Take it back and understand it yourself. …”

Yan Tong was horrified: "How long will it take to practice this?"

Wan He was very happy: "Thank you, Master!"

She put the music score away and Yan Mo said quietly: "If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask. When playing the piano, set up a barrier to avoid hurting others!"

Wan He obediently agreed, Yan Mo waved his hand, and was about to say that that was all for today, when Elder Qiu suddenly appeared with a solemn look on his face.

"Xiao Qi, you are here, go back to Yanyu Pavilion and take a look, right?"

Wan He was confused: "What's wrong?"

"That girl from the Leiyin Sect almost froze to death outside the snowy area. I don't know how she found her way here.

I don’t know who told her you were here? "

Wan He reacted for a while before he understood who Elder Qiu was talking about.

"Is it still like a demon?"

Elder Qiu shook his head helplessly.

Yan Tong said angrily: "No, what has happened to her in the past half month? She ran away from Yao's house, mumbling her name, and jumped into the river for three times. If the little junior sister hadn't sensed it in time, She was finished.

Why isn't it over yet?

Are these people from the Yao family just wine bags and rice bags?

I asked my father to clean up the Yao family and not even look at anyone! "

Wan He also had a headache. When Feng He came back from the city, Yao Su was not dead, but his whole body was as if his brain had changed. There was no one else in his eyes, so he just missed her.

In addition to chanting her name, he would always sneak out to look for her accidentally. If he couldn't find her, he would jump into the river or off the cliff.

She was playing the piano well in the Kunlun Snowy Land. The sky was gray with lightning and thunder, and Heaven was about to get angry again.

Wan He immediately notified Lei Yin Zong, and it took several times for him to be safe.

The way of heaven is like leaving a biological child to her, just giving birth to it and not raising it. If the child has any shortcomings, it will get angry and indiscriminately hurt everyone.

"The Yao family has no choice. It is said that Yao Yu ran out to seek death and survival three times. She didn't stop at home. She didn't eat or drink. She just wanted to see me.

I just don’t understand. Sect Master Wei is so kind to her. How can she remember a young girl like me as Sect Master Yao’s old Beibi with a Floating Cloud Pill? "

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows: "Old Beibi?"

Wan He: “Oh, that’s the old man.

Master, what do you think we should do? "

Yan Mo said casually: "Throw it out and freeze to death!"

Wan He's eyes lit up: "Why don't you just save it when it's freezing to death, throw it out when it's ready, freeze to death, and then rescue it again?"

Yan Mo snorted: "Xiao Qi actually likes to play like this?"

"Real steel is made after repeated efforts!"

Yan Tong said that learning is useless and learning is useless.

Elder Qiu said: "Ancestors, you two living ancestors!

That is the direct disciple of Leiyin Sect Yao Wei, a pure spirit that is rare to see in a hundred years. Yao Wei is still busy refining elixirs and detoxifying, looking forward to Yao Yu's return to her former self! "

It's good for these two people to study how to play people to death.

Yan Tong: "Then it seems, little junior sister, you can only refine another spiritual treasure fire-gathering pill!"

Wan He had thought about doing this. The Lingbao Fire Gathering Pill could cure all kinds of poisons, and Yao Wei also gave her a piece of ghost true sand. However, refining this pill consumes a lot of spiritual energy and time. The one Qingwan ate, She fell into a coma for a day.

The main thing is that she still can't bear to part with it. After all, Yao Yu and her have a fatally hostile relationship. Who can she keep to feed or save?

Even if there is no need to save it, if it is sold, it will be sold at a sky-high price.

"After it's cured, she won't bother you again!"

Yan Tong analyzed it this way.

Wan He snorted, his unwillingness written all over his face.

Seeing her pouting, Yan Mo couldn't help but tell Elder Qiu: "Inform the Leiyin Sect to come and get people. What's the point of my disciples always running to the snowy areas?

Tell Wei Wei that if he does this again, I will take action on the entire Leiyin Sect! "

Yao Wei used a teleportation talisman to appear in the Kunlun Snow Region. When he took people away, he didn't dare to see Yan Mo first. He didn't dare to stay for a moment for fear of angering Yan Mo and really bringing down the entire sect.

Wan He returned to Yanyu Pavilion. In the deserted courtyard, there was only the sound of rain falling on the eaves, dripping.

She held the hem of her skirt and sat on the porch, stretched out her hands, raised her head, and watched the water droplets dripping from the eaves fall into her palms, smash into countless petals, and make small splashes.

Jiu Ye walked for a month and ten days, and a lot of things happened during that period. It felt like several years had passed, but it was only more than forty days.

When she left Qingqiu, she told Jiuye that she would go back to play with him after handling the matter. Oh, there were so many opportunities to meet again. Without Jingzhou, she would not be able to enter Qingqiu.

Jiu Ye also has her own responsibilities to fulfill, because to save her and waste three hundred years outside, how many opportunities to improve her cultivation were wasted, and how much time was wasted studying?

He is the most beloved son of the Fox Emperor. The Fox Emperor must have high hopes for her. No wonder the Fox Emperor has such a strong opinion of her.

If Hakimi, who he had finally raised, disobeyed him because of an outsider, he would really wish to never see that outsider again.

Xiao Jiu'er, the melancholy when we parted is only for a moment, it is not terrible. What is terrible is the longing for you in the future, which lasts forever.

She thought that she actually didn't like lonely people. She was used to having people by her side and would stand by her unconditionally no matter where and when. Who would feel better if she suddenly disappeared?

"Little junior sister?"

Looking back, there was a handsome young man standing in the corridor, wearing bamboo green clothes, strolling over, sat down next to her, turned his wrist, and an extra brocade box appeared.

Wanhe took it and opened it. There were emerald green fruits inside, still glistening with morning dew. They were so fresh that you could smell the fruits they had been picked from some branch or vine.

"Outing fruit, sent by Qingqiu!"

Wan He was moved. You see, Jiu Ye was still thinking of her. Although he was not with her, he would always think about giving her a copy of any good things he encountered. Even if his red figure could not be seen in Yanyu Pavilion, His breath has never disappeared.

What is she feeling sad about?

"Senior brother, it looks delicious. Xiao Jiu'er is still very conscientious. Would you like one?"

Yan Yi refused very naturally: "No, Jiuye sent this specially to you, I won't take it away from you!

you eat! "

Wan He didn't force it, smiled so sweetly, took out one and put it in his mouth.

"Suck~ha~~"

Yan Yi watched her facial features wrinkle together, her beautiful eyes narrowed into slits, and asked with concern: "Little junior sister, what's wrong?

Is it so delicious? "

Wan He kept swallowing his saliva and sucked for a long time before opening his eyes slightly: "Brother, don't you really want to try it? It's really sweet!"

Yan Yi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: "Senior brother, why don't you stop eating?"

"Just eat one. It's okay. It's really delicious. The outing fruit was sent from Qingqiu. It's airlifted from such a long distance. It's mainly fresh. Try it quickly..."

Wan He couldn't help but stuff it into his mouth. How could Yan Yi not know how sour the outing fruit was? After eating this, he wouldn't be able to eat anything else for the whole day, otherwise his teeth wouldn't be able to bear it.

Wan He forced him to eat it, how could he be willing to spit it out.

Listening to the sound of Yan Yi biting open the fruit, and seeing Yan Yi's visibly stiff expression and his Adam's apple rolling, Wan He couldn't help but laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……

Is it delicious? "

Yan Yi's expression was exactly the same as hers at the beginning, with sour facial features twisted and eyebrows drawn together.

"Little junior sister, eat it too, it's so delicious, don't let down Jiu Ye's wishes!"

Yan Yi raised his hand, grabbed Wan He's hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

The two of them sucked together, swallowing fluids while sucking, making fists, spreading them, making fists, and spreading them again, not to mention how neatly they were.

"What are you eating? Okay, why don't you eat something delicious behind my back?

Give me one! "

Yan Dan's voice suddenly came from the corridor, and the two quickly adjusted their expressions, showing the satisfaction of enjoying the food.

"Sixth Senior Brother, you came just in time. Xiao Jiu'er brought some outing fruits from Qingqiu, and they also brought morning dew. They are quite fresh.

Fifth senior brother and I are eating it, it’s so delicious! "