Dressed as a Grass GL

Don't want to?

of course not!

Xi Zhou imagined in her mind that being...

I can't get out of bed by myself...

She hugged the person in her arms, feeling a little dazed.

Perhaps it was because she was in a trance for a long time, and it seemed that the room had been silent for a long time.

Zhai Wangyou suddenly turned sideways: "You, really don't want to?"

There were too dark eyes in the cold, emotionless eyes.

Ling Xizhou's heart trembled, and he almost didn't dare to look directly at her. The elder sister won't be blackened again.

"How come, if it's you, big sister, I can do it."

Zhai Wangyou was satisfied with such an answer, the darkness in his eyes faded, and there was a rare soft smile.

She got up and said lightly: "Come with me for a walk in the deacon's hall."

Let the disciples in the deacon's hall see her, and there is nothing wrong with seeing her.

Xi Zhou instantly understood what she meant: "Okay."

After speaking, the man disappeared in place, and the Dreaming Grass wrapped around his wrist a few times.

Zhai Wangyou lifted his sleeves and raised his wrist.

The red sleeves set against the lavender Dreaming Grass, and the thin stems glowed with a faint purple light. No, they couldn't be called thin stems now.

Because it is much thicker and longer.

In the past, it was pleasing to the eye to wrap it around twice.

just now…

She looked at the dream grass wrapped around her wrist three or five times, almost extending to her forearm, and she was a little lost in thought.

Dreaming Grass rubbed her arm with its leaves, as if wondering why it didn't leave.

Zhai Wangyou looked at the leaves that were obviously much bigger than before, and said calmly: "You can control the dream grass to expand, can you also make it shrink?"

shrink?

Xi Zhou froze for a moment, and vaguely understood what Zhai Wangyou meant.

Turning her mind, she slowly controlled the leaves of the Dreaming Grass, Fujibe.

The Dreaming Grass becomes thinner and shorter at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally returns to its original appearance wrapped around the wrist.

Wrapped twice carefully, it is much more refined

Seeing this, Zhai Wangyou put down his sleeves and went out with his hands down, a trace of tenderness flashed across his eyes.

She was strolling in the deacon's hall, and met a few disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect in a hurry, and the jade talisman in the storage ring moved slightly, which was news from the sect.

Another secret realm appeared, and the location was still in the Imperial Sword Sect.

After a while, I saw the flying boat of the Imperial Sword Sect rising, and Lu Qianlu left in a hurry with his accompanying disciples.

Zhai Wangyou looked at the flying boat going away, and it seemed that Lu Qianlu could leave the affairs here and leave directly. It seemed that this time the secret realm was extraordinary, so her worries would be superfluous.

When he came to the hall of the Deacon Hall, the Master Faxiang was also saying goodbye.

Zhai Wangyou walked over with a calm expression: "Please tell Elder Qingliu that the sect has a call, and Wangyou also please leave for the time being."

Elder Qingliu looked serious: "Fairy Wangyou has seen our hall master before?"

At that time, the Hall Master of Qingchuang invited Fairy Wangyou to discuss countermeasures together, and then disappeared.

The dream grass on the wrist trembled its leaves.

Zhai Wangyou's expression was calm: "I haven't seen you since I left the hall."

At that time, Qing Chuang had a ghost in her heart, deliberately avoided everyone and took her to Fanjie Mountain, no one knew that they had left together.

Elder Qingliu's eyes darkened, the status of the deacon hall is getting lower and lower, the hall master retreated three years ago, and now he has lost track at such an important time, I am afraid it will be even more difficult to convince the public in the future.

A secret realm appeared, and it was different from before. He had no reason to stop people, and he couldn't stop them even if he wanted to.

The hall master was not there, and as the only elder of the deacon hall, Qing Liu could only temporarily take charge of the deacon hall, leading his disciples to send the members of the three major sects away one by one.

Back at Tianjianzong, Zhai Wangyou went to pick up his daughter first.

"Mother, give me a hug." Xiao Xing trotted back and forth, Zhai Wangyou bent down and picked up his daughter.

Walking on the road, the little guy in her arms lay obediently on her shoulders, and soon breathed lightly and slept soundly.

Xizhou stretched out his sleeves, and seeing that he was already on the northern mountain peak, he took human form.

She opened her hand and said in a low voice, "Elder Sister, let me hold the child."

Zhai Wangyou let go, Xiao Xing was lethargic and had always slept deeply, so he just changed his arms and slept peacefully on Xi Zhou's shoulder.

Xi Zhou carefully held the little guy in his arms, and walked ahead with a focused expression.

Zhai Wangyou followed slowly, and quietly opened his spiritual consciousness, and he had a clear view of the entire northern mountain peak.

Junior sister Guanlan is meditating in her small courtyard, while Zhou Zhouzi is in his small courtyard wiping his long sword and muttering to himself, there is nothing wrong with it.

Back in the room, Zhai Wangyou received a message from Sect Master Wang asking her to discuss the matter of the secret realm.

She looked at Xizhou: "You stay here with Xinghui, I will come whenever I go."

Xi Zhou nodded, and took out the sword manual to read. She is now in the late stage of Jindan, and she has to work hard to improve her strength.

Zhai Wangyou went down the mountain without rushing, and when she was walking down the northern peak, she turned her head suddenly.

Halfway up the mountain.

Guanlan quietly opened her spiritual consciousness, and there was still a barrier in the room in the courtyard next door. She sneered and pinched the sword in her hand. This time, she will never be in trouble again.

Become!

The spiritual consciousness unimpededly covered the middle bedroom.

Xiaoxing went back to sleep on the bed.

Beside the bed, a beautiful woman was flipping through a sword manual.

It was that outer disciple, Xi Zhou.

"ah_"

Guanlan was about to check on Xizhou's cultivation, when she felt a splitting headache, she hugged her head, eyes full of horror.

There is still a voice echoing in his head: Junior Sister Guanlan, don't come to Beishan Peak in the future.

It was Zhai Wangyou's voice!

She wanted to open her spiritual consciousness again, but found that her spiritual consciousness was damaged, and it was Zhai Wangyou.

"Senior Sister Wangyou, I just wanted to see if you came back..." The slightly pale explanation landed in her own room without receiving any response.

Guanlan covered her head and calmed down for a while, gritted her teeth, and ran down the mountain with tears in her eyes.

We can't just let it go. Damaged spiritual consciousness cannot be recovered in a short period of time. For this, I don't know how many years of cultivation will be wasted. She must not suffer the loss of being dumb.

What Guanlan didn't expect was that Zhai Wangyou stood at the foot of Beishan Peak and did not leave.

She looked at Zhai Wangyou, who was tall and tall and dressed in red, and a hint of shock secretly flashed in her heart.

"Master, did you put your soul imprint on that outer disciple?" That's why she was hurt by Zhai Wangyou's soul imprint when she used her spiritual sense to explore Xizhou's cultivation.

But why?

Guanlan was puzzled, so she asked, "Why, she's just a slightly pretty outer disciple."

Zhai Wangyou raised his eyes, his tone was cold and clear: "Call me Senior Sister Wangyou."

Guanlan laughed at herself: "I forgot, even senior sister can't be called now, but that outer disciple named Xizhou can. Senior sister, you were not like this before, you didn't treat me like this before."

Although the former Fairy Wangyou was indifferent and difficult to get close to, she treated all her disciples equally, and no one was favored.

Afterwards, a Dreaming Grass that never left her footsteps appeared, and now there is a vulgar and vulgar outer disciple.

Zhai Wangyou looked at her indifferently, his expression unchanged: "Don't come to Beishan Peak from now on."

Guanlan bowed his head, without any response, just walked forward without saying a word.

Zhai Wangyou stood there and watched her go away, wasn't it like this before?What kind?Why didn't she notice any difference.

When she arrived at the chamber, there were already many people inside.

Sect Master Wang sat at the top, Young Sect Master Wang Junting was on the left, and Guanlan was on the right. In the center of the hall was a group of inner disciples standing. As for the outer disciples, they were never qualified to participate in the discussion.

Seeing her coming in, Sect Master Wang said in a deep voice, "Wangyou, Guanlan is your junior sister. She just opened up her spiritual consciousness on the North Mountain Peak. You have gone too far."

The tone implied blame, and Guanlan had already heard what happened.

Everyone's eyes could not help but fall on her.

Zhai Wangyou looked at Sect Master Wang and said calmly, "What do you mean?"

Sect Master Wang frowned, his face full of helplessness.

Seeing her cold look, Wang Junting was not happy. Seeing that his father did not continue to speak, he immediately questioned on his behalf: "You seriously injured Guanlan's spiritual consciousness for an outer disciple. What do you mean?"

Although that outer disciple was good-looking, how could the flower protector be Zhai Wangyou?

Zhai Wangyou looked at Guanlan, his tone was still flat: "I never took the initiative to hurt you."

She has never had the intention of harming others, and she will not hurt others for no reason.

Guanlan bowed his head and said nothing, Wang Junting raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something more, but Wang Zongzhu waved his hand at him, and he reluctantly shut up.

Sect Master Wang stared at Zhai Wangyou for a moment, then smiled suddenly and said, "This sect knows that you have no malicious intentions, and Guanlan is also worried about you. It must have been unintentional for you to hurt her. Why don't you help her restore her spirit?" I will move away from Beishan Peak after the injury is healed."

In this way, each step back, Zhai Wangyou will not have to follow to the secret realm.

Zhai Wangyou looked at Guanlan, his voice did not fluctuate: "Move out tomorrow."

She didn't know whether Guanlan's exploration of Xizhou was curious or malicious, but unknown often meant something was wrong, and since it was wrong, it was not appropriate to stay on Beishan Peak.

A day of grace is already thinking about the old friendship.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Sect Master Wang smiled when he heard the words: "Wangyou, Guanlan is lonely and helpless now, as a senior sister, you should be more tolerant."

Seeing this, Wang Junting also pointed out: "Guanlan is so miserable, only you, senior sister, can rely on it, how can you drive her out so cruelly."

When the words came to this point, Zhai Wangyou couldn't help but frowned, his gaze turned cold.

"Junior Sister Guanlan still has a sect, so there is no need to rely on others."

Guanlan was not the only one who lost his master, and Guanlan was not from Beishanfeng in the first place.

Guanlan finally raised her head, her eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe that Zhai Wangyou was so unkind.

She smiled wryly, and tears floated on her face along with the laughter: "Sovereign Master, Young Sect Master, there is no need to persuade you, I will listen to Senior Sister Wangyou."

Seeing her crying, Wang Junting couldn't help it immediately: "Zhai Wangyou, you really don't show any affection, it's obviously your fault, you hurt Guanlan, isn't it reasonable for you to treat her?"

A dark red flashed in Zhai Wangyou's eyes, he clenched his sleeve tightly, and said in a cold voice, "Do you think it's my fault?"

Wang Junting said unconvinced: "Of course you are wrong, otherwise you can ask everyone."

He quietly gave the standing inner disciples a wink, and some of them took the lead and bowed their heads together, saying, "Elder Wangyou calm down."

Zhai Wangyou looked at these inner disciples, his face almost turned to ice: "You also think I was wrong."

All the disciples bowed their heads in silence, silence was their answer, the same answer as before.

There was an inexplicable silence in the hall, and a needle could be heard falling.

At this time, some of the inner disciples raised their heads.

Zhou Zhouzi looked at Zhai Wangyou with Wang Junting's threatening eyes: "The disciples have not witnessed this incident with their own eyes, and they don't know the inside story, and they dare not talk about right or wrong. Everyone is just sympathizing with the weak."

He didn't want to be confused with his classmates, but he didn't want Zhai Wangyou to think that everyone was really confused.

To say one thousand words and ten thousand is nothing more than forced by the situation. This is the Heavenly Sword Sect, the suzerain and the young suzerain have both signaled in advance, how can ordinary disciples dare to object.

Looking at Zhou Zhouzi who was neither humble nor overbearing, some of them silently raised their heads to look at her disciples.

Zhai Wangyou closed his eyes for a moment, and suppressed the blood in his eyes: "It turns out that I sympathize with the weak."

There was no sadness or joy in the tone, it seemed that he simply repeated these words.

Wang Zongzhu glanced at Zhou Zhouzi, his eyes sank, and he said directly: "Guanlan was injured, and Wangyou is inescapable. Both of you stay in the sect to cultivate, and the county court will bring ten inner sects to the secret realm this time. Disciple go, and choose a few clever outer disciples to serve."

"Yes, follow the orders of the suzerain."

Wang Junting hurriedly agreed, then looked at Zhai Wangyou provocatively and said, "I don't know if Elder Wangyou can let the outer disciple Xizhou accompany her, I see her very clever."