Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing was still dazed and didn't come back to her senses. By the time the disciples watching the excitement had almost left, Elder Situ was still staring and angry.

"They dared to bully you like this when my old bones were useless and picked on me when I was not around..." Elder Situ was terrified that such a good seed was almost gone, so he patted Ye Wanqing's wrist.

"I got your senior brother to agree because of my hard work. I can rest assured that you are with your senior brother. This is what I fought for with great difficulty."

"Follow your senior brother, don't be afraid to trouble him, just go to him for anything."

There have always been people who handed over their disciples to the elders, but never heard of those who handed over their disciples to older disciples.However, Xiao Junlan was considered a special case, and it seemed that it was only natural for a genius who was rarely seen in a thousand years to be treated specially.

Ye Wanqing looked at Xiao Junlan across the crowd. Xiao Junlan looked gentle towards others outside, and when she noticed his gaze, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

"I'm leaving again in a few days. You should practice hard in Jiange and don't be distracted by other things."

Ye Wanqing was very grateful to Elder Situ, and replied, "I know that there is a shortage of people to clean the elder's place. I will help the elder clean up the house in the future."

"Okay, you will come here often in the future," Elder Situ laughed, "Go and show me your handwriting, just in time to test your homework."

Ye Wanqing chatted with Elder Situ for a while, and after that, he went to find Meng Yi, and the two of them went back to his yard together.

"A few days ago I went to Linghe Peak to ask, but I didn't see Xiao Junlan, but his guard said that you are fine, but you can't see people because you have a fever."

What he said is indeed true, Ye Wanqing: "I'm fine now, the fever is the root cause of the disease when I was young, and now I'm getting better after being recuperated."

"How is your sword practice recently?"

Meng Yi looked away, "It's okay, let's do it."

Ye Wanqing patted Meng Yi's shoulder, "Brother Meng, come on, don't forget what we agreed last time, you can't hide anything from me."

"I always feel worried about you." Ye Wanqing felt as if she had become Meng Yi's elder brother. Meng Yi was obviously older than him, but she always felt worried.

"Those disciples haven't looked for you again, have they?" he asked.

Meng Yi shook his head, smiled and said, "Xiaoye, I'm already weak, so you don't have to worry about me."

"Now that you have entered Linghe Peak, there should be no more disciples who don't know how to trouble you in the future."

"I hope so."

Ye Wanqing packed up his things in his yard, he said goodbye to Meng Yi and went back, then stepped into Linghe Peak, stopped by Yao Lake for a while, and will stay here in the future.

He remembered what he asked a few days ago, that Xiaojunlan was really entrusted by others, Elder Situ missed him and entrusted Xiaojunlan to take care of him.

At this moment, he hadn't thought about it at all. If Xiao Junlan didn't want to, he could completely refuse. No one had the ability to force him.

"Young master will live here from now on. If you need to call me, the third son is in the main hall."

"Brother isn't there?" Ye Wanqing had already packed up her things, and he wanted to ask Xiao Junlan about the competition at Moon-Watching Peak.

The elders gave him such an opportunity, which meant that as long as he could defeat the disciples of Moonwatching Peak, he would not need to participate in the disciple trial, and could directly enter Moonwatching Peak from the outer peak.

As for the difference between his level and Mochizuki Peak, he still doesn't know.

"The third son went to Mr. Cen, and he explained that if he didn't come back at Haishi, he would ask his subordinates to take the young master there."

Ye Wanqing was a little surprised when he heard the words. He was a little distracted from practicing calligraphy today. In fact, he was really curious about where Xiao Junlan went and what he did, and wanted to know more about her.

Until Haishi, the man still hadn't come back, Huai Jin took him along a secret path, and only then did he know that there was another road leading down the mountain from the villa.

This secret passage leads to the city below the mountain, Huai Jin took him to the entrance of the restaurant, and then stopped.

"The third son is on the second floor, young master, let's go up."

The restaurant is a place of hustle and bustle, Ye Wanqing can tell that although it doesn't look lively on the outside, there are caves inside, Qiongtai Yuyu, Zhulou Huadong.

He followed the guidance of the servant inside to the second floor, and when he stepped in, he smelled a strong smell of makeup and alcohol, and saw a familiar figure at the banquet as expected.

This time there was no screen, when he went in, Xiao Junlan's eyes fell on him, and he saw the crowd clearly.

There were Cen You, Nie Hongyu who hadn't seen him for a long time, and a few other slightly unfamiliar monks.Judging by the patterns on the clothes, they should all belong to the aristocratic family.

Ye Wanqing's pace paused for a while, and then she came to Xiao Junlan's side as usual, Xiao Junlan asked him to sit down, and he sat beside Xiao Junlan.

I used to think that Xiao Junlan was on a mission when she went out, but she came here...to drink flower wine?

Nie Hongyu's eyes fell on him, as if he could stare at people, his eyes were gloomy and unpredictable.

"Third brother, I think someone you called to come over, what does this mean?" Cen You smiled half-smile.

Ye Wanqing was not used to this kind of occasion, he was sitting upright, and he didn't understand why Xiao Junlan called him over.

Without doubting for too long, Nie Hongyu raised a glass of wine, stood up straight to Ye Wanqing, and said, "Last time I was ignorant and offended Mr. Ye, you should teach me a lesson, I apologize to you. "

Ye Wanqing was a little surprised when he heard the words. In his estimation, it would be good if Nie Hongyu didn't bother him, but he even took the initiative to apologize to him?

He met Shang Xiaojunlan's eyes, Xiaojunlan's eyes were flat, and he said in a warm voice, "He apologized to you, you just have to accept it."

Nie Hongyu apologized, but looked at him as if he could eat him up. He thought he knew who asked for it, so he picked up the glass and stood up.

"Shizi Nie is serious." He only hoped that Nie Hongyu would not trouble him or take revenge on Meng Yi in the future, and he was already thankful.

Jiuye Banqing just took a symbolic sip, the strong wine entered his throat, burning his throat sorely, the person next to him handed him a cup of tea, he took it and drank it.

"This is..." a monk at the bottom boldly asked.

"It's my junior brother," Xiao Junlan put his fingertips on the back of the young man beside him, and it didn't look like a normal posture of caring about his junior brother.

At least, from the point of view of those who knew Xiao Junlan well, if it was just a junior, it would be absolutely impossible to bring him here, and it would be impossible for Nie Hongyu to apologize.After all, asking Nie Hongyu to apologize is also telling them that they can't touch this person, and even if they meet him, they will help Xiaojunlan a little bit.

Ye Wanqing was drinking tea with her head depressed, but she didn't notice the tacit expressions in their eyes. He only heard Xiao Junlan's sentence "he is my junior brother".

"Lie?" Xiao Junlan asked him.

The scent of orchids, smelling of alcohol, floated in front of him, and Ye Wanqing's ears felt warm, so he nodded and shook his head again.

"I just drank in a hurry."

Xiaojunlan poured him another cup of tea, and he drank it anyway.After that, I spent almost the whole time in the air, ate something, and heard several monks present talking about the Kyushu Immortal Gate.

He had to face the unkind eyes of Cen You and Nie Hongyu from time to time. He sensed the hostility between the two, and moved a little towards Xiao Junlan.

Xiao Junlan was the least talkative at the scene, and most of the time he listened to what others said, or watched him eat. He seemed a little awkward, so he didn't touch the food again.

In the middle of the banquet, Xiao Junlan was about to leave, so he took him with him, and when he was leaving, he could feel Cen You's cold gaze with his back turned.

"Brother, do you come here often on weekdays?"

Ye Wanqing followed behind Xiao Junlan, Xiao Junlan left the restaurant, and did not take him back the same way.

"Occasionally, today is just by chance."

"By the way? Did the brother come out and have other tasks?"

Ye Wanqing kept focusing on Xiao Junlan, the two of them were in the middle of the traffic, and he was caught off guard by the waist, and Xiao Junlan took him to one side to avoid the carriage.

"Well, there are other tasks."

Xiao Junlan was half a head taller than him, and the smell of alcohol rushed towards his neck. He didn't react when he was hugged, and the two suddenly got so close that he seemed to be able to see Xiaojunlan's eyes clearly.

There seemed to be a subtle tenderness in those dark eyes, which made people immerse themselves in his gaze, and being so stared at made one's mind confused.

Ye Wanqing felt the hands around her waist getting tighter and tighter, he quickly pushed Xiao Junlan away, feeling a little angry, the other party was obviously belittling him.

Could it be that he was regarded as the young lady in the restaurant just now.

"Brother, you are drunk."

He pushed Xiaojunlan away, and Xiaojunlan pressed his temples with his fingertips, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes regained a little clarity.

When the two arrived at the inn, Xiao Junlan only wanted a room. Ye Wanqing thought that Xiao Junlan's arrangement was intentional, and only belatedly asked when they were upstairs.

"Brother, the mission is at the inn?"

Xiao Junlan: "Xiao Wan is resting here, I will take you back tomorrow."

It turned out that it was for him, Ye Wanqing obeyed Xiao Junlan's arrangement, and when she arrived in the room, Xiao Junlan didn't leave immediately, but read the scroll by the bed.

The candlelight next to him was soft, and the man's side face was cold and snowy, like the gods in the ink paintings he had seen in the old days.

On weekdays, Xiao Junlan didn't seem to have any edges and corners, but when she was quiet, she showed some edges and corners, exuding an inaccessible and stern aura.

In the past, Xiao Junlan had a good smell of orchids, but today it was covered by the smell of alcohol, so it smelled bad.

Ye Wanqing was sitting by the bed, he didn't bother Xiao Junlan, there were some twists and turns in his heart, but he couldn't smooth out those twists and turns for the time being.

He closed his eyes and meditated. He was a little tired from meditating, so he planned to go to sleep.

With his current cultivation level, he can't meditate all night, at most two to three hours. Today he had something in his heart, so he went to bed very early.

"Brother, I'm asleep."

Hearing this, Xiao Junlan glanced at him, and put all the quilts on his side. He only showed a pair of eyes to look at Xiaojunlan, feeling at ease with Xiaojunlan guarding him, and quickly closed his eyes.

After he closed his eyes, he noticed that the person beside him put down the scroll, and then the room became quiet, and a cold air came in.

People are gone.

Ye Wanqing fell asleep slowly, and in the middle of the night he heard some movement again. He didn't wake up, but when he woke up, he slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw a magnified face.

He...he was in Xiaojunlan's arms.

Xiao Junlan clasped him with her fingertips, in a very controlling posture, warm breath came from his neck, and when he moved cautiously, the corner of the other's lips brushed against his cheek.

At that moment, Ye Wanqing's whole body stiffened instantly, her heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.

Xiao Junlan opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the flushed face of the boy in his arms, and the cinnabar mole at the end of the boy's eyes was shining brightly at this moment, giving rise to a bit of charm for no reason.

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