After practicing the ruthless way, the elder brother regretted it deeply

Yan Qing nodded in agreement. Since then, the silver hairpin given by Chen Lengleng has been in her hair, and no one has ever seen her take it off.

Of course, this is all in the past...

"Knock knock knock" The next morning, there was a knock on the door. Yan Qing was drinking tea at that time.

She put down the cup in her hand, stood up and opened the door: "What's the matter?"

Outside was a junior fellow from the Minglin Sect. When he saw Yan Qing opening the door, his face flushed slightly and he scratched his head sheepishly. "Um, Senior Sister Yan, we're all here now. The Immortal Venerable said we should pack up now and leave for the sect at noon."

"Okay, I understand." Yan Qing responded to him indifferently.

"Senior Sister Yan, this hairpin of yours is really beautiful. I've never seen you wear any ornaments in your hair before. May I ask what this is?" Another disciple stepped forward to ask. Everyone in the sect knew that Yan Qing never wore jewelry, so they were all very surprised to see Yan Qing wearing such a beautiful hairpin today.

Yan Qing touched the hairpin on her head and said, "Leng Leng gave it to me."

The disciple bowed and said, "So it was sent by Junior Brother Leng Leng!" Then he ran away.

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows in confusion: What's wrong with this guy?

It was the same disciple who had just seen Yan Qing blushing who explained it for her: "He had a sweetheart, but she disliked him for his aggression and his lack of romantic interests. From then on, he sought advice from many people. If he saw a beautiful hairpin or jewelry on the street, he would chase after people and ask where they bought it."

"I hope his efforts will pay off! Wait, what did you call Lengleng just now?" Yan Qing almost didn't react. Why did they start calling Chen Lengleng "Junior Brother"?

"Oh, the Immortal Master said that he would accept Leng Leng as his last disciple when he returns this time. Although there is no formal apprenticeship ceremony, we all call him that in private." The disciple explained.

"Okay, I understand. You should go back and pack up too." After sending away the disciple who came to deliver the message, Yan Qing went back to pack up.

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At noon, a group of people were hovering above the inn on their swords. They were all disciples of the Minglin Sect who were preparing to return to the sect.

"Yan Qing, your hairpin is so beautiful! Is this the gift from Leng Leng?" Wu Nian started pestering her as soon as he saw her, and his eyes accidentally noticed the silver hairpin on her head.

Yan Qing nodded, and Wu Nian couldn't help but reach out to touch it, occasionally letting out exclamations of surprise. On the other hand, Gu Han, who was standing on Yan Qing's other side, was the complete opposite. His face was so dark that ink seemed to be dripping out, and he exuded a cold air.

It was clearly the season of cicadas chirping, but it felt unusually cold. Soon a vacuum zone formed around Gu Han, and even Yan Qing was pulled away by Wu Nian.

Now Gu Han's whole body became colder and his face looked darker.

"Yan Qing, let me tell you, this kind of person is just pretending. I think he is the most pretentious person among all the pretenders I have ever met." Wu Nian whispered in Yan Qing's ear.

Yan Qing didn't see where Gu Han was pretending, and he watched him intently with wide eyes. Gu Han noticed Yan Qing's gaze was still on him, and the chill around him instantly dissipated. Of course, it was a good thing he didn't know Yan Qing was looking at him because Wu Nian said he was pretending, otherwise Wu Nian would have probably been frozen to death by Gu Han's chill.

"Are all the people here?" Immortal Venerable Bai Yuan flew on his sword to the side of the disciple who was checking on them.

"No, there is still one missing... No, it should be two. Junior Brother Leng Leng is not here either." The disciple scratched his head, not knowing where the two people had gone.

"Leng Leng and who else haven't arrived?" Yan Qing asked Wu Nian as he approached him.

The disciple who informed Yan Qing of the news this morning suddenly spoke from behind her: "It's the disciple who asked Senior Sister Yan about your silver hairpin this morning."

"So it was him? Someone just said that they've searched the inn thoroughly but couldn't find any trace of Leng Leng and that disciple. Leng Leng couldn't have acted alone; they might be together. Let's wait a little longer; maybe they're busy right now. If we can't find them, let all the disciples go look for them!"

"Ok!"

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the two to appear in the public eye.

"Look! They are back!" One of the disciples shouted, and everyone's attention was drawn over.

The disciple who asked Yan Qing about the hairpin in the morning came walking towards them quickly, holding Chen Lengleng in one hand and an exquisitely decorated box in the other.

Everyone immediately understood what he was doing - he was preparing a gift for his sweetheart, oh my!

"I'm sorry everyone, I just went out to buy some things." The disciple hurried over, still panting.

In contrast, Chen Lengleng's reaction was relatively normal, as if he was not the one who had just accompanied this disciple running over quickly.

Wu Nian walked over and picked up Chen Lengleng, shaking her in his arms a bit. "Have you gained weight these past few days?"

Chen Lengleng didn't say anything, just snorted and buried his head in Wu Nian's arms. Seeing Chen Lengleng's arrogant look, Wu Nian couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Okay, okay! I won't say anything about you!"