I overturned after dressing as a villain master

Fu Suihan was dumbfounded listening to it, because the sect was busy with affairs, she didn't even have time to take care of her own sister, and even less time to care about this cousin.She had also heard about what Fu Mingxuan did, but she always felt that it was a child's nature, and when he grew up, he would become sensible, but she never thought that before he grew up, he would be killed for his misconduct.

Blame Sima Xun and Nuoer?Fu Suihan blamed himself even more.She is 15 years old and has been in charge of the family for fifteen years. Although the affairs of the sect are in order, what else does she have?Fu Rusong and her are not close at all, and they have been away for ten years since they left home; Fu Rubai was young and was brought up by a nanny, and only called her sister when she was six years old; , and finally died in his own bad habits.

The hall was quiet for a long time, and everyone's eyes were on Fu Suihan.Fu Suihan pursed his lips and remained silent, as if he suddenly aged ten years.

Silence, an uneasy silence, Sima Xun hugged Nuo'er tightly, comforting her silently.

Fu Suihan looked at the two of them, and said solemnly: "Sima Xunwei went to practice, drove out the Changchun School, and exiled to the extreme north. Nuo'er didn't report it, and he was punished to guard the ancestral hall for life."

Lovers don't go to death together, but live apart.The murderer did not die, but was exiled.

Everyone present has a steelyard in their minds, whether this punishment is fair or not, everyone has their own opinions.

However, Fu Suihan couldn't take care of that much anymore. After she finished speaking, she seemed to use all her strength to pick up her cousin's body, and she walked away with weak steps.

Fu Rusong frowned, after much deliberation, he still went after her sister.

After a murder case was settled, the school discussed it for a few days, and the dullness of the previous few days resumed.The murderer who killed Fu Mingxuan had been found, but there was still no progress in catching the demon.

And Mo Hanqing has always said conclusively, saying that the evil spirits can only escape the investigation by turning into members of the Changchun School, everyone is in danger, and the eyes of friends are more vigilant.

Demons, like a thorn buried in everyone of the Changchun School, with the needle pointed outward, protect themselves and stab others.

On this day, early in the morning, Mo Hanqing bid farewell to Fu Suihan with his back basket on his back, and he dragged all the Wentian Sect down the mountain except Fu Rusong.

Several people went down Wanxue Mountain, but did not leave, but found an inn to stay temporarily.

It took such a lot of trouble because Mo Hanqing judged that the reason why the evil spirits have been hiding and did not dare to do anything is because he and Le Yuanxing belonged to the Changchun School. As long as they turn light into darkness, the evil spirits that have not sucked human blood for a long time will definitely come back again. in force.

In the inn, in order to save money, Shen Yiran only opened one room for the five masters and apprentices. There is a large bunk in the room, which can sleep seven or eight people.

Seeing this, Mo Hanqing took out a golden bean for a rare and generous time, and opened a room for Wentian Sect.

Le Yuanxing didn't want to take advantage of Mo Hanqing, but when he turned around, except for Du Nanqiu who was still behind him, the rest of them went to the room with smiles on their faces.

Le Yuanxing: ...

Mo Hanqing smiled and said, "Do you think you owe me money again?"

Le Yuanxing thought about it, shook his head and said: "It's you who want to treat guests, at most it's just a debt of gratitude, and if you have money someday, I'll just treat you back."

Mo Hanqing suddenly put on a sad expression, looked at Le Yuanxing winkingly, and said lightly: "You owe me more than money and favors."

Le Yuanxing was puzzled, his eyes full of doubts.

Mo looked at him with affection and resentment, as if he had countless complaints from his heart.

Du Nanqiu couldn't help but glanced at Le Yuanxing, and said calmly: "Master, what do you owe him?" His tone was much more kind than before.

Over the past few days, Du Nanqiu has gradually changed his view of the muddy master.

In the past, the idle master would either take advantage of things everywhere, or try his best to hug Moxie's thighs, but now, the master has a sense of responsibility, not only cares about the reputation of the master, but also cares a lot about the brothers and sisters.

On the matter of Fu Mingxuan's death, he was calm and wise, very reliable, and looked like a teacher.

It seems that he is as sloppy as his master, and he has to walk through the gate of hell before he can completely change his mind.

Du Nanqiu followed Le Yuanxing when he was seven or eight years old. Although he was used as a child laborer, it was Le Yuanxing who taught him all his skills. He was bullied outside when he was a child, and it was Le Yuanxing who took a sword to find someone to settle accounts.

Du Nanqiu's face was cold and his heart was hot. Once he changed his mind about Le Yuanxing, his intention to protect it would be very obvious.

He looked at Mo Hanqing, and said loudly: "No matter what my master owes you, we brothers and sisters will pay it back to you for him."

Mo Xing squinted at Du Nanqiu, and said shamelessly, "Are you sure you brothers and sisters can pay back? What your master... owes me is a heart." As he spoke, he winked at Le Yuanxing, "Yuan Okay, tell me, between you and me, a thousand pieces of gold is easy to repay, but the true love is hard to get rid of!"

Le Yuanxing felt a chill, and pulled his big apprentice to leave. The future Nine Layers of Light cannot be poisoned by this kind of poison.

Mo smiled playfully, then shrugged uninterestedly, picked up Xiaohe, turned around and went to nowhere.

Le Yuanxing personally sent the senior apprentice back to the room, praised the senior apprentice's filial piety very sincerely, and patiently and kindly answered the senior apprentice's questions about cultivation. Seeing a smile on the other party's face, he turned around with peace of mind go out.

Turning around, bumped into the little apprentice.

Xu Xin hated to be curious: "What are you two doing with the door closed?"

Le Yuanxing rubbed his head and said innocently, "I'm practicing."

"Practice?" Xu Xinhen looked around and saw that Du Nansong was meditating, his clothes intact and his face upright, so he shyly said, "Master, if you have time, give me more advice. I also want to talk to Master, behind closed doors." ...Practice."

Xu Xin hated to say the word "practice" vaguely, and there was a circle of ripples immediately between the two of them. Le Yuanxing looked at Xu Xin hated the deep sea-like eyes, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

This kid is very strange.

Xu Xinhen took his master's hand: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. My hardworking nature tells me that I want to practice right now. Go, go to my room."

Le Yuanxing met the little apprentice's eyes, felt like getting an electric shock, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Not today, it's too late, I have to go back and rest."

Saying that, no matter how big the sun was outside, he trotted back to the room.

In the evening, Mo Hanqing had been sneaking around all day, and when she returned to the inn, her face was exhausted, and her legs were trembling while standing.When the innkeeper saw that the gold master was weak, he felt even more uncomfortable than the gold master. He cooked himself, made ginseng and abalone, and brought up a bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup with a strange taste.

Mo Hanqing took a sip and vomited it all in front of Le Yuanxing.

Le Yuanxing: ...Am I so hard to swallow?

Mo Hanqing pushed the bowl away and asked the boss to go down. He waved his hand and signaled everyone to come closer, and then he said mysteriously, "Guess what I did today?"

Gan Jiuyou said longingly, "Promote the Qiankun faction everywhere?"

Shen Yiran narrowed her eyes: "Street performers earn money?"

"Wrong!" Mo Hanqing was very disappointed, and despised the answers given by the disciples and grandchildren of the Wentian School, "I... went back to the Changchun School again."

Xu Xinhen: "And then?"

"Then, I discovered an extraordinary thing." Mo Hanqing lowered his eyes, feeling a little depressed, "Not a single one of the Changchun Sect was transformed by a demon."

Xu Xin smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, Sect Leader Mo made a mistake."

Mo Hanqing gave him a look, "You are so young, why are you so short-mouthed, did Le Yuanxing teach you to be like this?"

Xu Xin said angrily: "No, it's just that when I see you, I feel inspired."

Mo Hanqing: ...you wait, I will let Le Yuanxing drive you out of the school.

Le Yuanxing looked at Mo Hanqing deflated, and felt very relieved. He secretly glanced at Xu Xinhen, Xu Xinhen smiled at him, and the two of them immediately became a famous painting of filial piety.

Looking at the jokes and returning to the jokes, the face of the world's number one sect still has to be given, Le Yuanxing asked gently: "Didn't head Mo say that Xiaohe can't make mistakes?"

Mo Hanqing lowered his brows and eyes, and his usual expression of laughing and cursing was gone, only slumped, and he said wearily: "Today I asked Master Fu to summon everyone to give lectures, disciples, servants, and even come to visit relatives." Visiting friends, those who temporarily live in the Changchun faction, none of them will be lost, and all of them are called, I took Xiaohe to hide in the dark, but Xiaohe didn't move."

Le Yuanxing: "Could it be that there are too many people and Xiaohe can't sense it for a while?"

Mo Hanqing rested her chin: "I also thought of this, so after the meeting was over, I took Xiaohe to the people who were standing in the back rows secretly, and ran and broke my leg, but Xiaohe didn't respond."

Le Yuanxing: "Could it be that the demons are not in the Changchun School at all?"

Mo Hanqing shook his head: "After investigating those people, I took Xiaohe to leave, but it just refused to leave. That only shows that the demon is indeed hiding in the Changchun faction, but we couldn't find it."

Xu Xin hated: "Little Crane is so powerful, why don't you release it and see where it flies."

Mo Hanqing gave him a look, and said, "You think I don't want to? But Xiaohe was injured by some god, so he couldn't fly at all."

The beasts on the Jiuzhong Continent are no more than cultivators. They cannot use spells to heal their wounds, they can only let the wounds heal on their own.

Le Yuanxing and Xu Xin hated each other with a guilty look.

Le Yuanxing was guilty of being a thief, and sighed following Mo Hanqing's words: "Little Crane is so pitiful."

Xu Xinhen: "It's really pitiful."

Le Yuanxing: "Hey, the person who hurt it is really hateful."

Xu Xinhen: "It's really hateful."

The master and apprentice sang together and cooperated very tacitly.

Xiaohe almost vomited blood in the basket, the external injury was not healed, and the internal injury was added.Damn, it doesn't make sense!The thief shouted and chased the thief!It's bullying that I can't speak!

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The author has something to say:

Two more!Thanks readers, little angel~

Today, it was ranked ninth on the list of the Eight Immortals, but the favorites and clicks are not high. Should it be changed to a name?

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After wearing the book, Master Yue has deteriorated visibly with the naked eye, hahaha.

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感谢在2021-04-1408：21：14～2021-04-1411：12：38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 mango is so sweet;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of sweet mangoes;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!