The ally leader's stand-in is gone

Lin Zhouyue raised her head, and her senior brother's fingers were knocking on the door, making two soft sounds of "dongdong--".

Although it is afternoon, the autumn atmosphere is strong, and the clouds are thick today, so the light is quite soft. Lin Ting's brows and eyes are smiling, showing a soaking warmth.

It has been more than a month since he returned to Yuanxie, and the senior brother would come to Youguiyuan to chat with him from time to time.

Lin Zhouyue stood up: "Brother."

Lin Ting's eyes fell on the stack of letters. Fang Yan's name was written on the envelope so generously that it was hard to ignore.

Lin Ting smiled, meaning unclear: "Leader Fang is quite patient."

Lin Zhouyue pursed her lips, found a refractory container from the study, put all the letters in it, and then pinched a spell. After the lightning passed, the letters were burned.

He said lightly: "In the future, I will have someone screen me."

A young servant brought in a pot of tea with a tray, and withdrew with a low eyebrow.

Lin Ting didn't look at the pile of ashes any more, and said to Lin Zhouyue, "What do you think?"

Lin Zhouyue replied truthfully: "I originally had some resentment against Fang Yan, and I was unwilling to do so, but this time I went to Mo Lingyuan to see a lot. I only hope that in the future, there will be no more intersections."

When he was a child, his mother told him about his father every day. In fact, there were only a few things in total, and he repeated them over and over again. After a long time, he did not get bored.

But it was true that he had been in the world of comprehension, and in the blink of an eye for a hundred years, he found that everything was just a dream in the end.

Waste of time.

Lin Ting gently rubbed the top of his hair: "We will have a better future for Day and Moon."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and continued: "What's more, there are so many excellent fellow students from the Yuan Dynasty, which one is not better than the outsiders."

Lin Zhouyue was amused by Lin Ting: "Senior brother is right, but in the future we should focus on cultivation."

Something flashed in Lin Ting's eyes, and then quickly disappeared: "As long as Dayue is happy."

The two didn't talk much about this topic, after a cup of tea, Lin Ting and Lin Zhouyue talked about serious matters.

Lin Ting: "Recently, Dashenmen has become more and more arrogant."

Lin Zhouyue: "I heard that the Immortal League captured the disciples of the Dashenmen in Moling City, followed the clues to destroy a stronghold of the Dashenmen, and found a lot of useful information from the stronghold?"

Lin Ting: "That's right. This incident caused the Dashenmen to counterattack, but it is a good sign. Only when the Dashenmen come out of the ground can they be uprooted."

Lin Zhouyue: "How about the demon clan's rebellion?"

"There are still some left, they are hidden too deep, but it's only a matter of time. By the way, Xianmeng has gotten closer to the Wen family recently, and even some strange rumors have spread." Lin Ting's face was weird for a moment, " How much do you know about Qianfeng Yuanjun?"

Lin Zhouyue: "I don't have any deep friendship with her, I just think it is similar to the outside world's evaluation."

That is to say, how old is the foundation building, how old is the alchemy, how old is the Wen family, beautiful and sassy, ​​with a fair temper, and iron-blooded wrists.

Lin Ting: "Then Qianfeng Yuanjun has someone in mind?"

Lin Zhouyue almost choked in her throat with a sip of tea.

It was rare for him to show two points of obvious complexity, and he looked at his senior hesitantly.

The senior brother also had a look of reluctance to speak.

Lin Zhouyue shook her hand.

This……

Could it be that brother...

Although he was late in Shen Long's case, he still learned a thing or two about Wen Jiansheng's search by accident.

Back then when Wen Jiansheng was training outside, a monk accidentally broke the bell on her foot.

It is not a big deal for the bell to be broken, but some people seem to be destined to see it once, and they will never forget it.

Because each had important matters to attend to, the two had a few words in a hurry without even having time to exchange names and sects, and agreed to meet at the bamboo forest bridge the next day.

However, there was a huge change in the Wen family that night. Wen Jiansheng was assassinated, and none of the guards around him survived. Wen Jia.

She didn't show up.

I went to look for it later, but I couldn't find the monk again.

This matter has been brooding in Wen Jiansheng's heart for hundreds of years, and it has long since turned from a hazy and ambiguous feeling to an indelible obsession.

There is no cold or heat in the immortal bones of Zhijun, and it is as if they meet each other for thousands of years.

Wen Jiansheng's "Thousands of Meetings" came from this.

Lin Zhouyue quickly reviewed the known information in her mind, and after confirming that the monk Wen Jiansheng met could not be a senior brother, her thoughts turned.

Other people's love is nothing more than love, no matter the reality or the script, he is not interested in listening to it, but it is his senior brother, so he can't help but think too much.

Obsession is an extremely terrifying thing, as Wen Jiansheng has persisted for so many years.

Brother's odds of winning...not great...

Seeing the change in Lin Zhouyue's expression, Lin Ting asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhouyue had to let her senior brother understand the situation, but she couldn't expose Wen Jiansheng's privacy, so she could only vaguely say: "Yes, there is a person who is very important to Qianfeng Yuanjun, and she is very dedicated."

Lin Ting: "Which sect of monks?"

Lin Zhouyue recalled: "It should be a casual cultivator."

Lin Ting nodded.

Lin Zhouyue didn't see the obvious emotion on Lin Ting's face, and asked tentatively, "Brother, why are you asking this?"

Lin Ting: "Xianmeng and Wen's family have been walking around very closely recently, and they just heard some rumors that are not yet certain."

Lin Zhouyue: "That's all?"

Lin Ting came back to his senses from his thoughts, he didn't know why and said, "Huh? What else?"

Lin Zhouyue coughed lightly: "It's nothing. I thought..."

In the middle of speaking, he immediately changed the subject: "Brother, what strange rumors did you say you heard?"

Lin Ting: "It's just a speculative matter, there is no conclusion yet. Let's talk about it when there is a conclusion."

Brother is not someone who likes to inquire about these things, the main reason is that Wen Jiansheng's expression when he asked about it just now was really subtle, which made him think a little more.

But it's no secret that Fang Yan and Wen Jiansheng have a good relationship. It's not logical to ask Wen Jiansheng if he has a sweetheart just because Xianmeng and Wen's family are close friends...

Now the senior brother doesn't say anything, mostly because Fang Yan is involved, and the senior brother doesn't want him to bother.

Anyway, he was really not interested in anything related to Fang Yan, so he didn't continue to ask.

Lin Zhouyue took a sip of tea, thinking that the topic was over, but Lin Ting suddenly asked, "Why do you think so?"

Lin Zhouyue dodged his eyes while holding the teacup, but he had never lied to his senior brother since he was a child, and he quickly lost his battle with his kind smile: "I thought my senior brother was against Qianfeng Yuanjun..."

Now the aphasic person was replaced by Lin Ting.

After an awkward silence, Lin Ting said helplessly, "You."

Lin Ting gently wrapped his arms around his wrist, and pressed down his somewhat stiff hand holding the teacup.

Lin Zhouyue admitted her mistake on the spot: "Senior brother is pure-hearted and ascetic, he is definitely not a person who indulges in his children's affair!"

Lin Ting chuckled: "Occasionally I have some selfishness."

The senior brother is the big disciple under the master's seat, with first-class cultivation and temperament, almost the default head of the sect, and they are all the juniors and sisters in his heart, and the rise and fall of Yuan Chen.

At first Lin Zhouyue thought that the selfishness mentioned by the senior was referring to Yuan Ai, but for some reason, she thought of a statement without any real evidence.

——Brother almost practiced the ruthless way back then.

The head of Yuanxuan's cultivation base is high-strength, gentle and refined, and he is very caring for his fellow sects. How does it seem that he has cultivated the way of ruthlessness?What's more, even the rumors are "nearly", so the ruthless way has never been cultivated.

Lin Zhouyue restrained her mind: "Although I don't know what my brother is asking for, if there is a place for Riyue, Riyue is obliged."

Lin Ting smiled and didn't answer.

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The moonlight sprinkles on the surface of the pool where you live, and the pool water reflects the glass windows, creating a magnificent water light, and the edge at the end of the water light is covered with a white layer that looks like frost but not snow, surrounded by mist, which is really not like the world.

Lin Zhouyue finished the last breath, and slowly let out the turbid air. The pair of dark and bright eyes were clearer than usual, but also more indifferent, as if it was difficult to accommodate anything.

There are no years in the mountains.

After he returned to Yuanxie, he devoted himself to cultivation. His cultivation base was at the late stage of leaving his body, and now he was only one step away from being distracted.

"Congratulations, brother!" Runyuan jumped out from the side holding a plate full of snacks.

Lin Zhouyue looked down at the specially arranged festive patterns on the plate, and the corners of her eyes were almost undetectable, the indifference melted away.

He harmonized: "What kind of retreat is this?"

Runyuan: "Oh, it's been a while! What do you think, brother?"

Lin Zhouyue: "I realized something, and I want to try it."

Runyuan: "Where do you want to go, brother?"

Lin Zhouyue thought for a while: "What's the situation outside now?"

Runyuan: "The uncle is still sleeping, the gate of the demon world is closed, and the Dashen gate cannot penetrate. The rebellion is almost cleared, and the traces of the last two remaining demon generals have also been found."

"The Immortal League got clues from the stronghold of Dashenmen, and vigorously destroyed several strongholds of Dashenmen. Dashenmen fought and retreated from time to time, and their attitude was not clear. The major sects in the cultivation world have already started to investigate."

"The original demon king of the demon world, Feng Zui, died of illness. Feng Ning, the patriarch of the snake tribe, took over and became the new demon king. Feng Ning is a demon who understands. After going to the fairy alliance once, he immediately blocked the gate of the demon world. I guess he got some instructions."

Lin Zhouyue thought of the Wen family that senior brother had mentioned: "Any news about the Wen family?"

Runyuan: "Mr. Qianfeng Yuan did not return to the position of president. The current president is still a senior friend. Wen Shiqi. However, Mr. Qianfeng Yuan didn't see anyone for ten and a half months. Stay at Wen's house."

After sorting out the known situation, Lin Zhouyue had an idea: "I see, thank you, junior brother."

"What's the matter." Runyuan scratched his head, looking hesitant, "Also...well...brother..."

Lin Zhouyue: "Huh?"

Runyuan didn't dare to look at him: "You have retreated these days, and Xianmeng has sent a lot of things, most of which are spiritual materials, and there are letters. There is a big stack."

Runyuan: "In the past... Xianmeng never delivered anything, they just sent letters. The head said to keep it first, and you will deal with it when you leave the customs. After receiving it, I found that the letters were all stuffed into the gift box. I don't know what they are." Spells come out as soon as they enter the house."

Lin Zhouyue didn't have any waves in his eyes: "The letter is all burned. As for the things, let them carry them back untouched when the next time the Immortal League comes.

Runyuan responded happily: "Okay!"

Fang Yan's care and longing did not leave a trace on Lin Zhouyue's heart. He asked, "Where are the remaining two demon generals?"