This seat is still alive and kicking today

23.

All the immortal sects gathered at Tiandaozong, and after discussing their respective tasks, they did not leave in a hurry.

The timing coincided this time, and it happened to be the death day of Lin Zongzhu two days later.

Such a sad day is naturally not suitable for laughing. Everyone restrained their temper and put on a serious and steady look.

Leng Yiran is now well-known in Tiandaozong, and people sneak peeks at him wherever he goes.

In order to find tranquility, Leng Yiran avoided the crowd and found a secluded place. He didn't want to turn the corner and found a person sitting under the gazebo in front of him.

It's Lin Muyue.

At this time, it's better not to touch Miss Lin's bad luck, Leng Yiran turned his feet and was about to leave.

Lin Muyue had already spotted him: "Stop."

Leng Yiran sighed softly, had no choice but to walk over, and when he got closer, he found a jug of wine on the stone table in front of Lin Muyue.

Drinking alone?Leng Yiran thought, is there something bothering you?

Lin Muyue looked at Leng Yiran, but her reaction was not as big as that day, she asked, "What's your name?"

"Leng..." Leng Yiran habitually reported his name, and suddenly realized something was wrong after saying a word, but he didn't show it on his face, and calmly answered: "Leng Bai."

Lin Muyue whispered, "Your surname is also Leng."

Leng Yi is puzzled, there are many people with the surname Leng in this world, why is it strange that his surname is Leng.

But Lin Muyue didn't continue to ask, she handed a cup to Leng Yiran: "Drink with me."

Leng Yiran did not expect that Lin Muyue would drag a stranger to drink, he did not refuse.And he thought that Lin Muyue would not give him a chance to refuse.

Lin Muyue doesn't drink well, after only a few glasses of wine, her cheeks turn red and her eyes are not so clear-eyed.

Leng Yiran stayed in Xue's house since he was a child, and he has always loved Xue Xinruo, a junior sister. The habit he has developed over the years made him feel pity for the girl from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help but persuade: "The suzerain is not good at drinking. Don’t drink it, you won’t get a headache when you wake up.”

Lin Muyue shook her head, and asked Leng Yiran, "Is there something bothering the suzerain?"

Lin Muyue stopped pouring wine suddenly, as if Leng Yiran had hit the mark.

After a while, Lin Muyue said vaguely: "If...you find out that the elder you love the most...respected is not...so...what will you...do?"

Leng Yiran couldn't hear such a long sentence, so he could only sigh: "Sect Master, you are drunk."

Lin Muyue wiped her face: "No, I'm not drunk." After speaking, she drank another glass of wine.She seemed to be suppressing a lot of pain in her heart, but there was no one to talk to.

Leng Yiran saw that she was trying to drown her sorrows with wine, but she couldn't be persuaded, so she had to grab the jug without a cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

He turned the jug upside down: "It's over, there's no more wine, suzerain, go back and rest."

Lin Muyue stared into Leng Yiran's eyes, with a trace of nostalgia on her expression, she said in a daze, "No wonder..."

Leng Yiran: "No wonder?"

Lin Muyue laughed, and said another inexplicable sentence: "You really look like him."

Leng Yiran:? ? ?

Who is this seat like?

Lin Muyue seemed to be reminded of something sad, and left in a daze, leaving Leng Yiran alone with a puzzled head.

**

This encounter with Lin Muyue was like a small episode in life, which was quickly forgotten by Leng Yiran.

Two days later, the anniversary of the death of the old suzerain arrived.

On such an occasion, Leng Yiran would inevitably be taken out again to "whip the corpse", and the person who scolded him was so impassioned.

Leng Yiran huddled in the corner and couldn't help yawning.

His ears were numb from hearing these curse words, and there was nothing new about them.

I thought that cursing him would last until the end, and I didn't want to be interrupted by Lin Muyue.

Lin Muyue said: "Leng Yiran is already dead, there is no need to mention it anymore."

Only then did the monks come to their senses. What they scolded was fun, but it was undoubtedly poking Lin Muyue's scars, making her think of her enemy over and over again.

Looking to the side, Huo Chengyun was sitting there with a dangerous smile on his face.

The people who scolded the most fiercely shrank their necks and broke out in cold sweat. They forgot that there is someone here who is newly married to Leng Yiran.

Mistakes Mistakes.

I hope Huo Chengyun will not hold grudges.

Leng Yiran was too lazy to look at the cowardice of these people, and when he turned his head, he saw Li/Peng/Ying asking Huo Chengyun for credit with a small notebook: "Sovereign, I have written down all these guys who scolded Madam, they are looking down on us to hide the moon." Zong, find a chance to give them a good look."

Leng Yiran frowned: "Why are you here?"

Li/Peng/Ying was stunned: "Then where should I be?" After a while, he suddenly realized, he laughed, and retreated to the side.

Li/Peng/Ying mouthed: "Come on."

Leng Yiran: "..." This person is really smooth.

Didn't it mean that everyone in the Moon Sect fears Huo Chengyun like a beast?Where did this Li/Peng/Ying come from?

Huo Chengyun whispered: "How do you want to deal with these people?"

Leng Yiran stared at Huo Chengyun, don't think that I didn't hear the word madam you mentioned earlier, he said angrily: "The suzerain should ask madam this question, why don't you go down and ask him?"

Huo Chengyun chuckled, but did not get angry.

Those who were close all heard the conversation between Leng Yiran and Huo Chengyun, and couldn't help being secretly surprised, what kind of ability does this little disciple have, to curse Huo Chengyun to die, he can pretend that he didn't hear it.

The topic on the field quickly turned to other places, and everyone talked about the weird black mist that slaughtered three cities in three days.

They have never heard of this character in these years, and they have never seen a character of this form.At first they had a good discussion, but later on, things started to go wrong.

The reason for the deviation is due to a person's guess——

"Do you think that the black mist has something to do with Leng Yiran?"

This man's words opened up a new way of thinking for everyone.

Although everyone didn't say anything, they all knew about the rumor about Leng Yiran.

Since Leng Yiran has the secret of ascension, even if he cannot be resurrected after death, it is possible for him to mutate after death.

How about that weird black mist never appeared when Leng Yiran was still alive?

Besides Huo Chengyun, Leng Yiran's body is now in Huo Chengyun's hands, and Huo Chengyun is not a person who cares about the common people.

If it hadn't been for the insistence of the elder Mu, the position of suzerain would not have fallen to Huo Chengyun anyway. If other elders took office, Huo Chengyun would be expelled from the sect right now.

Who can say that Huo Chengyun doesn't have the ambition to unify the immortal sect?

Leng Yiran only listened to the first half of what those people said, and knew what they were thinking.

Huo Chengyun dominates the immortal sect?What is unified for?Does the decoration look good?It's ridiculous.

After laughing, Leng Yiran felt that it was wrong for him to deny it like this. Does he know Huo Chengyun well?

No.

He also didn't know what Huo Chengyun was looking for.

Leng Yiran scratched his chin, couldn't help but look to the side, and saw Huo Chengyun was also looking at him, his eyes were full of him.

The focused eyes and gentle expression made Leng Yiran's heart skip a beat, and he made a fierce look: "What are you looking at?"

With so many people here, Huo Chengyun won't try to play tricks again, right?

Huo Chengyun just shook his head with a smile, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

On one side, the focus continued to go off track. On the other side, the disciples of Tiandaozong were busy preparing for the dinner. When they saw a person approaching, they bowed their heads and saluted, "Senior Brother Nanxu."

Nan Xu, who used to be polite and polite, passed them by without saying a word.

Those disciples looked at each other strangely, and one of them called out again: "Brother Nanxu? Where are you going?"

Nan Xu's figure has gone far away, if he wants to talk to him, he has to catch up.

The few disciples scratched their hair, with puzzled expressions on their faces: "What's the matter, Senior Brother Nanxu, are you in a bad mood?"

"Maybe there are other important things to deal with. Well, we still have a lot to do. Let's go."

Nan Xu is Lin Muyue's confidant, he can travel freely in Tiandaozong.Nan Xu came to a palace with ease.Use the jade order to open the mechanism and step in.

The palace here is gloomy and cold, and the walls and pillars are covered with various spells of meditation.

At the end of the palace, there is a huge cage, in which lies a huge beast.

Nan Xu stepped forward, and grabbed the door lock with five fingers wrapped in black mist, and the door lock fell with a sound.

The ferocious beast in the cage heard the movement and looked back.

"Nan Xu" curled his lips, with a piercing smile on his face, he said softly, "Go."