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    Because of what Mo Ran said yesterday, Chu Wanning felt extremely ashamed. After leaving the Miaoyin Pool, he didn't want to talk to Mo Ran anymore, and left without looking back.

    People need face, trees need bark, and he is so upset. How did Mo Ran have the face to say such bastard words Could it be that Mo Ran thought he would nod and agree?

    Just do this kind of thing, why bother to ask him!

    On the second day, the elder who taught the scriptures and history fell ill, Xue Zhengyi asked Chu Wanning to be responsible for monitoring the endorsement of the disciples. The classics and history are a big class, and there are many disciples. He couldn't manage it alone, so he let Mo Ran them  Also come to help patrol and answer questions.

    Of the four masters and apprentices, Shi Mo and Mo Ran are the busiest. The reason is very simple. Shi Mo is gentle and handsome, while Mo Ran is kind and heroic. They are all very attractive to the younger brothers and sisters, especially Shi Mo, who has long legs and narrow waist  , with picturesque features, he has faded away from the innocence of his youth, and he is completely a handsome man with a good temper and a pleasant voice. Both men and women are easy to like him.

    As for Mo Ran, he was trapped in the group of female disciples and couldn't get out.

    "Senior brother Mo, I don't understand this sentence, can you help me see it?"

    "Senior Brother Mo, I don't really understand the difference between the two spells. Can Senior Brother teach me?"

    "Senior Brother Mo¡ª¡ª"

    After Mo Ran explained to the ninth grinning junior sister why the "Wan Tao Returning Wave Curse" had to be exactly the same as the creator's painting to work, Chu Wanning finally couldn't bear it anymore, he frowned, coldly  After a few rows of disciples, he glanced at Mo Ran.

    Mo Ran has been left aside by him since yesterday, but he actually felt a little wronged in his heart.

    He was used to being rough in his previous life, but he cherishes it even more in this life.  So every step I take, I want to see if Chu Wanning is happy, and he doesn't know what he did wrong. Shouldn't he ask that sentence?

    Or the title is wrong, you should not ask "My good master, can I go in next time?" Instead, you should ask: "My dear baby, can I go in next time?"

    Suffering a day of cold reception for no reason, at this moment, he suddenly noticed Chu Wanning's gaze - even if he stared fiercely at him, Mo Ran was still like a little cabbage that had been watered with clear water, and he immediately regained his spirit and smiled brightly at him.

    ""

    This person didn't understand at all where those Yingyingyanyans got so many problems.

    Don't they understand?  If you really don¡¯t understand, the originator of Wan Tao¡¯s return to the waves is standing here, why don¡¯t you come to ask Chu Wanning, and go around the bend to call their "Senior Brother Mo"?

    Chu Wanning was unhappy, but didn't say anything, only looked at Mo Ran indifferently and silently.

    Looking at it, Mo Ran felt that something was wrong. It happened that the tenth junior junior sister was eagerly waving at him: "Brother Mo~"

    "Sorry, I have something to do." Mo Ran smiled and pointed to Xue Meng, "Ask you Senior Brother Xue."

    After finishing speaking, he walked towards Chu Wanning, leaving the little junior sister with a ball head showing a disappointed look, biting the pen holder and sighing "Oh".

    "Master, what's the matter? You don't seem very happy?"

    Chu Wanning pursed his lips, did not speak directly, pondered for a moment and said: "I am a little tired, let Xue Meng go to patrol that circle, and you will help watch here."

    Mo Ran didn't doubt him, nodded, and followed Chu Wanning here dutifully.  It's strange to say that when I walked beside Chu Wanning, I suddenly felt that there were a lot fewer people asking questions. Could it be that the disciples in this area are smarter than those in that area?

    He couldn't hear the disturbing "Senior Brother Mo", or the more disturbing "Senior Brother Mo", Chu Wanning finally felt better, but he still remained expressionless, standing in front of everyone who was reciting the scriptures.  The junior disciples were pacing and walking, and suddenly heard a conversation between two young disciples.

    "Senior brother, senior brother, let me tell you, there is a vixen in Miaoyinchi."

    "Ah? How do you say that?"

    "Yesterday, I took a shower in Plum Pond and was about to go back, but I heard a faint uh that kind of movement in the distance"

    The senior brother looked very surprised, opened his mouth for a while, and hesitated: "Could it be some pair of classmates who acted recklessly?"

    "Who is so courageous? It's impossible. This kind of thing can be done in private. If you go to Miaoyinchi, if Elder Yuheng or Elder Tanlang sees it, your legs will be broken! It is absolutely impossible.  Disciple in the door!"

    "That's right."

    "It must be that the vixen is collecting yang to replenish yin. Tonight, I will call a few senior brothers to see if I can catch that little fox. It will be considered a credit, so I can't let her go.  To seduce our fellow disciples, right?"

    "That's right, noNangong Si, learn some basic spells.

    That day, in order to train them, Nangong Liu asked them to go to the simplest illusion of the Confucianism School to try their knives together. The illusion was not difficult, but it was a little scary.  whimper.

    At the beginning, Nangong Si didn't intend to pay attention to Ye Wangxi, and just focused on subduing the demon by himself, but as he walked, he found that Ye Wangxi didn't follow, a little girl, curled up in the ruined temple of the illusion, and dared not move.

    He looked back at her, snorted, and was about to leave, but suddenly saw a hanged ghost floating behind her, sticking out its bright red tongue to roll her throat¡ª¡ª

    "ah¡ª¡ª!"

    It was too late when the little girl realized it. She was so frightened that she could only scream, but she couldn't do anything. She hugged the sword in her arms and turned her head away.

    But nothing happened.

    When she timidly opened her eyes, she found Nangong Si standing in front of her. The hanged ghost had been repelled by his sword, and the lightning rune was stuck on it.  Looking at her, I originally wanted to reprimand her a few words, but the girl's expression was so pitiful, like a frightened cat, with round eyes opened, she couldn't hold back, tears burst out.

    Nangong Si was stunned for a while, and then said after a while: "You, why are you so useless, even afraid of ghosts"

    "That's a ghost!" Ye Wangxi cried loudly, "If I'm not even afraid of ghosts, what else should I be afraid of?"

    Nangong Si: "you girls are so useless."

    "Then I want to be useful too!" the beautiful little girl cried, with snot running down her nose in aggrieved way, "Who wants to hold you back?  Wait for meII'm afraid of ghosts"

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Nangong Si had no choice but to squat next to her. He didn't know how to coax others, so he just stared blankly at her crying. Ye Wangxi, who had not experienced the training of the dark city, was like the most ordinary girl, with tears streaming down his face.  It fell straight down.

    Crying and crying, he choked up and said, "What are you looking at?"

    "I'll see when you finish crying."

    ""

    "When you finish crying, let's go together, who made you so weak." Nangong Si sighed, raised his hand, and flicked the little girl's fair forehead, "Follow me, I will protect you."

    The clouds are steaming and the sky is shining, and the sky and the earth are golden. At this time, recalling this past, Nangong Si suddenly realized that in the illusion that day, he was the only one who saw Ye Wangxi as a girl, crying because of fear.  .

    Later, she became iron and frozen, suppressing all her emotions under her plain face.

    Repressed to the depths, not to mention Nangong Si, even she herself forgot what kind of person she was, she just remembered following the back of the Confucianism young master in front of her, from a child, to a teenager, until he became a son, and she spent  no more.

    She was like this, she did not shed tears, did not hold back, and followed him silently for twenty years.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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