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Master's reflection

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    "Zhao Daochang, Li Daochang, have you all read the list? The dark horse that was killed at the Lingshan Conference this time is really amazing!"

    In the Pearl Beach Teahouse, a few casual practitioners were sitting on a plate of peanuts and a pot of hot tea, happily talking about news about the world that was hotter than the hot tea.

    "Of course I've watched it a long time ago! The winner is actually the top of death and life, the sect of the lower cultivation world, but the gang of elders in the upper cultivation world are pissed off. Especially the Confucianism sect, ouch, the coffin boards of their ancestors  I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back! The little fairy who won is called Xue Fenghuang, right?"

    "Huh? Hahahaha, Xue Fenghuang? Old Zhao, you are really laughing at me. Fenghuang'er is his nickname. His surname is Xue, his first name is Meng, and his name is Ziming. His father is Xue Zhengyong. The tiger father has no  Quanzi, this Xue Ziming is very skilled!"

    Sitting next to the fire pond was a tall man in a cloak who was drinking oil tea by himself.  Hearing what they said, the man suddenly let out a low "Huh?", and the teacup rested on his lips without moving.

    "It is said that he is the young of the phoenix. This is not false. The other young masters are all powerful, but he is good. He can cut off the retreat of others with a scimitar. He is really amazing."

    "Then why don't you see whose apprentice he is? Wanye Yuheng's disciple, can he be a vegetarian?"

    "However, I think Xue Ziming won by a narrow margin. Haven't you heard that Xue Ziming and Nangong Si were on par in the double confrontation?  Said, the outcome is yet to be known.¡±

    After hearing this, the man who had been listening attentively finally put down the undrinked teacup.

    When he turned around, he saw his eyes were as sharp as lightning, his autumn water was frosty, and he had a very good appearance.  He smiled at the monks, and said, "Cultivators, I'm sorry to bother you. I practiced in the mountains a few days ago. I didn't know the sun, the moon, and the morning and evening, so I missed the Lingshan Conference. I just heard you say  Xue Meng got the leader a little curious, I wonder if I can ask a few more questions?"

    Those people were eager to have an audience, and quickly greeted Mo Ran warmly, made a place for him, and let him sit with them.

    Mo Ran is not rude, he is much more stable now than when he first came down the mountain.  He asked the proprietress of the teahouse to add six pots of Miaoyu from Lingshan Mountain, and then gave them candied dates, sour strips, cherries, and snake gall melon seeds to share among everyone.  It¡¯s not too surprising to be number one. It¡¯s just that I just heard from you that when the two faced each other, Nan Gongsi from the Confucianism School brought a girl?¡±

    This circle is full of men, always willing to talk about things related to girls, even though the girl is not theirs.

    "Isn't it? It's really a heroic ambition buried in the beauty town. Otherwise, it's not certain whether Xue Ziming can gain the upper hand with Nangong Si's magic."

    "This is quite interesting." It was different from the result of the previous life. In the previous Lingshan Conference, it was Ye Wangxi and Nan Gongsi who won the first place neck and neck.  Mo Ran originally thought that the death of Chu Wanning stimulated Xue Meng and made Xiao Fenghuang rise up, but now it seems that the variable is not only on Xue Meng.

    "I don't know what the identity of that girl is?"

    "That girl's surname is Song, what's her name like Tong I don't remember, but she's pretty good-looking anyway. I think the mind of the son of the Confucianism School has been completely taken away by her."

    "It's not just beautiful, it's really beautiful. If I were Nan Gongsi, I would rather not be the number one in Lingshan, because I want to make the beauty happy."

    Mo Ran: ""

    it is as expected.

    The Lingshan Conference is divided into single competition, double confrontation, and group elimination. The rankings of the three items are neutralized to get the final leader.

    In the previous life, Xue Meng and Shi Mo formed a two-person confrontation, and the opponents were Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi.  And Ye Wangxi later became the most powerful person in the world except Chu Wanning. The result of this match can be imagined.  But something went wrong in this life, Nangong Si didn't cooperate with Ye Wangxi, instead he brought that woman Song Qiutong to hold him back

    Mo Ran put down the teacup, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

    I really don't know what that guy is thinking.

    "Woman, woman, even Nangong Si's wild horse was tamed and docile?" Someone sighed, and the others laughed.

    Mo Ran couldn't help asking: "Where is Ye Wangxi?"

    "What?"

    Mo Ran said: "Ye Wangxi."

    Seeing everyone was at a loss, Mo Ran felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.  That is the god of war who gave him a lot of suffering in his previous life How could you not know.

    So he gestured and said: "??¡±

    Chu Wanning didn't speak, but picked up the fire knife and flint, and slowly lit the candle that had never been lit.

    Where there is a master, there is fire.

    Where there is Chu Wanning, there is light.

    He stood in front of the candlestick with slender eyelashes hanging down. He raised his eyelids, looked at Mo Ran quietly, and then smiled peacefully, with a shallow smile.

    He said: "Sleep, Mo Ran, look, the light is on. Don't be afraid."

    Mo Ran's heart seemed to have been hit hard by something blunt and heavy. He felt that his brain was about to split open. He felt that this sentence was very familiar, as if he had heard it before.

    But he couldn't remember.

    Chu Wanning flicked his sleeves and sat on the edge of his bed.  The cold rain and continuous rivers entered Wu at night, but the house was warm.  The night is gone.

    Chu WanNing said: "I am with you."

    Hearing this sentence, his heart felt sore and painful, and he almost twisted into a ball.

    "Master, don't go." He took Chu Wanning's hand under his wide sleeve.

    "good."

    "It will be dark when you leave."

    Mo Ran cried, he felt a little ashamed, raised his other hand, covered his eyes, "Please, don't leave meI beg youI reallyI really don't want to do it again  The emperor, masterdon't want me"

    "Ink burning"

    "Please." Perhaps it was because the heat made his mind a little dizzy and made him extra vulnerable.  Or maybe he knew in his heart that this was actually a dream of his own, knowing that Chu Wanning would disappear when he woke up, so he kept murmuring, "Please, don't want me."

    That night, outside the window, there were iron horses and glaciers, and countless ghosts were beating on the window, as if they were going to enter the house and take his life.

    But in the ink-burning dream, Chu Wanning turned on the lamp, and the faint light dispelled the boundless chill. Chu Wanning said, "Okay, I won't go."

    "Aren't you leaving?"

    "Don't go."

    Mo Ran wanted to say thanks, but there was a whimper in his throat, and when the dogs wanted to be careful, they made a sound of grievance.

    "You all said you wouldn't leave, you said you wouldn't leave me." When he was about to fall into a dream, Mo Ran half-opened his eyes, and suddenly murmured in a daze, "But in the end, you don't want me. No one cares about me, I  I have been an abandoned dog for half my lifeeveryone adopts me for a few days, and then abandons me againI am so tiredreallyMasterI am really tired, I can't take it anymore, I can't walk anymore  "

    Just like a homeless stray dog ??with dirty hair and broken paws, in order to survive, he has to compete with beggars and wild cats for food.

    After being bullied for a long time, he doesn't trust anyone. When he sees someone squatting down towards him, the domestic dog may think that it is to feed it, but the abandoned dog will only think that others are going to throw stones at him.  He walked hurriedly and anxiously, walking, grinning at everyone, it was his life.

    "Master, if one day you don't want me anymore, just kill me and don't throw me away."

    He choked up and said softly.

    "The feeling of being abandoned again and again is too uncomfortable, I would rather die"

    He was really confused.

    In the end, he didn't know where he was, and gradually couldn't remember who the person appeared in the dream.

    "Aniang." Before falling asleep, he said the last sentence, "It's getting dark, I'm so scaredI want to go home" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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