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Rong Yu climbed ashore in a mess, knowing that it was too late to go to the morning ceremony, so she turned her head and went back to her room. Halfway through, she suddenly lost her footing and fell into the pool next to her, falling into darkness.

"Bah bah!" Rong Yu spat out a mouthful of mud and cursed fiercely: "Who is it? Stand up!"

There is only the sound of the wind blowing around, and there is no one.

Rong Yu said to herself suspiciously, "Did I read it wrong?"

It took some effort to get up from the quagmire. At this time, Rong Yu's whole body was not only soaked with mud, but also exuded a foul smell, which was really unpleasant.

Rong Yu covered her nose in disgust, and kept cursing in her heart.In fact, she didn't know if anyone framed her for falling, but it would make her feel better to scold her like this.

Enduring the stench and returning to the room, when she was about to go in, Rong Yu stepped on the ground again, her forehead hit the stone steps hard, and immediately became bruised. No one showed up, so Rong Yu had no choice but to go back to the room in disgrace.

A black voice on the roof turned and flew away, a brick flew out from his robe, and it was clearly seen that a corner was missing.

It was dark again this day, Sheng Yiyan washed his body, and just opened the window to get some air, when a black object flew straight towards him, so scared that he immediately closed the window and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

"what?!"

"...It is your husband who is the teacher."

Mo Yi faintly declared his status, Sheng Yiyan turned to look at him when he heard the voice, and realized that the "thing" he saw attacking him just now was Mo Yi.

Sheng Yiyan glared: "Will you knock on the door? Ah? Will you knock on the door?!"

Mo Yi didn't take it seriously, "I don't have this habit as a teacher, so naturally I don't need it."

Sheng Yiyan; "Then you will have it in the future! I will lock the window tightly if you don't knock on the door when you come in in the future, so you don't even have a piece of your clothes to come in!

Mo Yi was silent for a long time, watching his angry expression, suddenly opened the window and flew out by himself, leaving Sheng Yiyan to watch his movements dully.

What is this doing?Got to go?He's just talking - can't he?

At this time, there was a regular knock on the door.

Sheng Yiyan hesitated for a moment, stepped forward to open the door, and it turned out to be someone who had gone and returned.

Mo Yi coughed lightly: "Master Wei knocked on the door, let me in."

Sheng Yiyan: "..."

God!He suddenly felt that Mo Yi was so cute, what should he do?

After successfully sneaking into the boudoir, Mo Yi looked at half of Sheng Yiyan's red face, took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his sleeve, wiped some slurry on his fingers, and gently rubbed it on his face.

There was a cool feeling, and the familiar fragrance could be smelled from the tip of his nose. Sheng Yiyan closed his eyes and said with a relaxed expression: "What is this? It smells good."

Mo Yi's voice was slightly blurred and he couldn't hear clearly, Sheng Yiyan could only vaguely hear two words: "... spring, medicine." He jumped up from his seat in shock.

"What are you talking about? Spring, medicine?!"

Mo Yi was silent, and said with a straight voice: "Yang Chun Baixue, cure wound medicine."

It turned out it wasn't what he thought, Sheng Yiyan heaved a sigh of relief.

After a while, the thief said again: "Well, this medicine is very effective, can I keep a little?"

Mo Yi stuffed it directly into his arms: "Don't keep it, I'll give it to you."

"Really?" Sheng Yiyan was surprised, so easy to talk today?He hugged the medicine bottle tightly and looked at Mo Yi with a smile, "You said it, don't go back on it!"

Mo Yi rubbed his black hair helplessly, and said in a doting tone, "I won't lie to you."

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I'm sorry, this chapter has been revised several times, so I posted it late, 〒▽〒... Chapter 1 Master, disciple...

The next day, when Sheng Yiyan woke up, he was stunned to hear Li Qingjue say that Senior Sister Rongyu fell ill yesterday and was sent to Nuyi Mountain to be looked after by Senior Uncle Jingyue.

Rong Yu is sick?gone?Ha ha ha ha!At this moment, Sheng Yiyan just wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.

Look, bullying him and scolding him behind his back, even God can't stand it and wants to punish you!

At this time Li Qingjue said again: "It's strange to say, when I saw Senior Sister Rong, she seemed to have something to say to me, but she couldn't speak, could it be that she lost her voice?"

Sheng Yiyan secretly slandered: "What else could it be? I'm going to sue you, I must say that the little brother is a vixen who seduced the master..."

With Senior Sister Rong Yu gone, Sheng Yiyan had nothing to worry about. He was still worried at first, but if this matter got out, what would the whole cultivation world think of him and Mo Yi, now he could feel relieved.

Fang Heng came out to stop their gossip.

"Okay, stop talking, let's improve our strength quickly, the Martial Arts Association will be held in two months' time."

Budokai?Sheng Yiyan was puzzled when he heard this term for the first time, what is it?

Fang Heng noticed Sheng Yiyan's puzzled expression, and explained briefly: "The Martial Arts Association is a grand event in the cultivation world. It was held a hundred years ago, once every three years, and each sect sends twelve outstanding disciples from its own sect to participate. It can be said to be a competition of spirit energy."

I see!Sheng Yiyan nodded to express his understanding. This should be like the martial arts conference in martial arts novels.

Who will Mo Yi bring to participate?

There are four mountains in Xianlingmen, and three people will be sent to that mountain. He is the weakest in Qinxue Mountain, so he will definitely not be taken with him.

Sheng Yiyan thought lazily, but was slapped in the face two months later.

"You four will participate with me." Mo Yi said to the next group of "cute" disciples.

Sheng Yiyan raised his eyes in surprise, "Master, did you make a mistake? There are three people."

Mo Yi looked up slightly and explained: "Oh, three days ago, I accidentally drank a cup of Thousand Days' Drunk by mistake, and I haven't woken up yet, so the disciples of Baifeng Mountain will not go to the Martial Arts Association."

Everyone: "..."

When will Uncle Pian Shui get rid of his habit of drinking?

Sheng Yiyan already wanted to cry to death on the mountain.

Two months ago, he calculated whether he would take him to the Martial Arts Club this time, so he has been lazy and didn't practice all this time, and he hasn't learned how to ride the clouds until now. The Martial Arts Club has to cross mountains and seas, how can he get there?

Lin Fan patted him on the shoulder, with sympathy in his words: "Little brother, I told you two months ago that there is nothing wrong with practicing a lot, but you didn't listen. Now...you can ask for blessings."

Sheng Yiyan squeezed out tears: "Senior brother! Help!" Lin Fan has already walked away relentlessly.

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So on the day of departure, Sheng Yiyan shed tears in grief as he watched the vigorous postures flying up.

"Come up."

Sheng Yiyan raised his eyes, just in time to see Mo Yi stretching out a pair of slender fingers with well-articulated joints. He held them without hesitation and was pulled into the air. At the end, he made a shy look, "Master, I'm embarrassing for you."

Mo Yi was very indifferent: "It's okay, I already guessed it as a teacher."

Mo Yi pulled out a red water chestnut from his waist and tied it around his waist, "This is a magic weapon refined for the master, and I give it to you. You can use it to control flying in the future."

Sheng Yiyan was amazed, "What a beautiful Hongling! Do you have a name?"

Mo Yi looked down at his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, and he was blessed to his heart: "It's called Mo Yu."

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.