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- Chapter 84 Gaffe
"You still know how to come back¡ª¡ª!" When Wen Yubing saw the eldest disciple returning, he was angry before he was happy, with frost on his cold face, he coldly rebuked.
Xiao Yuesheng was thankful in his heart. Fortunately, he left the junior sisters and Xiaodie Xiaoqing and the others aside and came to see the master alone. Otherwise, how could he lose face if he was played with such a temper by the master?
"Master has said this sentence countless times, but this time, Xiao Yuesheng can hear that she is really annoyed, thinking about it, it has been three days since she came back.
With the exception of people from the Shuiyun Sect, Xiao Yuesheng did not want anyone else to know about his magical power of teleportation, even if he was as close as Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect.
This magical power is too terrifying and even more taboo. If Master Miejie knew about it, he would definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.
Think about it, if someone sneaks into your house silently, it is really too dangerous, just like a long sword hanging from the beam, it may hurt you at any time.
Although it is not as comfortable as Hanyan Pavilion in Fang Mansion, it is exciting to change the sleeping environment.
In the evening, when he got up, he beat Xiaodie and Xiaoqing so hard that they moaned and cried. The girls in the room next to them tossed and turned and wished they could plug their ears. This was also a kind of evil that suddenly appeared in him. taste.
The next morning, they would stare at him with shame and annoyance, but they were too embarrassed to say it out loud, so they could only mutter angrily and charmingly, and Xiao Yuesheng was filled with joy.
???????????????????????????????????????????Xiao Yuesheng knew that Fan Xisheng and the others had returned to Chengdu, so he bid farewell to Mr. Fang, saying that there was something in the sect that needed to be dealt with back. Although Mr. Fang wanted to stay, he had nothing to do and could only say goodbye.
As soon as he left Jinning City, Xiao Yuesheng used the teleportation method to send several junior sisters back to the sect, and then a few horses. After finishing, he felt quite strenuous.
After taking a breath, he asked them to go to the sect to settle down first, and then went to Shuiyun Pavilion to meet their master Wen Yubing alone.
Wen Yubing was lying on the fragrant couch in the boudoir on the second floor of Shuiyun Pavilion, bored. She was holding the Chunyang Secret Book and studying the inner secrets.
Although the Chunyang Sword Technique is still far behind the Shuiyun Four Sword Techniques, for ordinary people, it is a rare and unique skill and secret technique.
She only wears a moon-white middle coat, her face is as white as jade, her hair is loose, black and shiny, and she has a very charming charm.
She lay on the fragrant couch, sometimes flipping through the secret book, sometimes throwing it on the bedside, closing her bright eyes, closing her eyes to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep. It was only the morning, so she had to pick up the secret book and read it. This cycle repeats itself, and her mood More and more irritable.
She felt that her martial arts literacy was still low, far inferior to that of her eldest disciple. In her spare time, she would chat with him or look through the many martial arts secrets he had recorded, and she benefited a lot.
When Xiao Yuesheng was born in Hangu, Wen Yubing didn't think anything of it. She didn't go to see him, just read the secret book, and lived a leisurely and comfortable life.
But since the disciple left the sect, Wen Yubing felt empty in her heart and had nothing to follow. Even if she was reading, she could not stand it. She felt that she could not lift her spirits and everything was boring.
This was not the first time she had experienced this feeling. Every time the eldest disciple left the Shuiyun Sect, it would come out and disturb her mind, but she could not get rid of it, which made her extremely helpless.
It had been three nights since she came back, and she felt more and more uncomfortable. She couldn't help but become angry with the eldest disciple, and made up her mind that if he came back, she would scold him.
Xiao Yuesheng came back suddenly, and of course he bumped into the muzzle of the gun. He scolded him all over his face, glaring at him with a cold face.
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting on the brocade pier in front of the couch. He didn't shy away from the fact that his master was only wearing middle clothes, as if he had never seen him before. Even Wen Yubing didn't notice anything strange.
He had a wry smile on his face, but he didn't take the master's sarcastic words to heart. Xiao Yuesheng had little respect for this cold and charming master.
"Why are you laughing? Do you feel wronged?!" Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's bitter smile, Wen Yubing became even more angry and snorted coldly, getting more annoyed.
There were two blushes on her snow-white cheeks, she was extremely charming, her delicate body was trembling slightly, she was really angry.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and cupped his hands with a sincere expression: "Master, I forgive you, it's because the Fang family is too enthusiastic. Every dinner party has to go back to the fullest. It's already very late when the banquet is over. How can I come back to disturb Master's sleep?! "
"Glib talk!" Wen Yubing's face was sullen and her delicate body was trembling. She became even more angry after hearing his sophistry. If he wanted to come back, how could he not bother her? !
She was so angry that her teeth were itching and she had no way to vent her anger. She grabbed the Pure Yang Secret Manual next to her and threw it towards him with a loud bang, hitting him directly.??'s smiling face.
Xiao Yuesheng tilted his head slightly and dodged lightly.
Seeing that he dared to hide, Wen Yubing became even more angry. Her delicate body trembled. She grabbed the pillow at the head of the bed and threw it with all her strength. She angrily shouted, "I told you to hide!"
Immediately, there was another fragrant pillow, humming "Tell you to hide" in his mouth, his eyes were sore, and he was about to cry, I just felt that he was really hateful and irritating.
Wen Yubing didn't stop until there was nothing left to throw on the couch. He was panting, as if he had been through a fierce battle.
It was rare for Xiao Yuesheng to see his master displaying such a childish attitude, so he didn't dare to irritate him any more, so he had to use his luck to resist, blocking them one after another in front of him and receiving them into his arms.
"Master" Li Ruoyun's cold voice suddenly sounded outside the boudoir.
Like a bucket of cold water pouring down on his face, his mind that was dazed by anger suddenly sobered up. Wen Yubing looked around him and Xiao Yuesheng, and couldn't help but feel panicked. He quickly raised his head and said, "What's wrong?"
As she spoke, she lightly wiped the corners of her eyes, but fortunately the tears did not overflow. She breathed a sigh of relief. She was embarrassed and annoyed at Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. She glared at him and signaled to think of a solution quickly.
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said in a loud voice: "Junior sister, make two cups of tea and come over."
"Okay." Li Ruoyun responded, and his feather-light footsteps gradually moved away, causing Wen Yubing to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Master, have you let go of your anger?" Xiao Yuesheng shook slightly, and the things in his arms suddenly floated up, slowly floated to the couch, and returned to their original positions, just like before.
Wen Yubing turned a blind eye to the martial arts he showed, and snorted softly: "I will spare you this time, and next time, see how I punish you!"
Xiao Yuesheng secretly laughed a few times. Li Ruoyun's appearance was summoned by him through the method of transmitting sound into the secret. If not, Wen Yubing would be even more rude.
Affected by his lifespan, he pays attention to one's temperament when doing things, neither plague nor fire, and must not be impatient. The change in the relationship with the master must be done little by little and change unconsciously. If he is too hasty, things will happen easily, and things will get out of hand. , boiling frogs in warm water is the best way.
"Master, I heard that Fan Xisheng of Perak Hall returned from Shaolin this time and invited his master Yuanyin. I am afraid that he will bring trouble to our Shuiyun Sect" Xiao Yuesheng was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so he found something Something serious that can attract her.
"Shaolin, Yuanyin?" Wen Yubing smoothed her shawl hair, which was smooth and black, like black satin. Her dark eyebrows were lightly frowned, unintentionally revealing her charming charm.
"In Master's opinion, how should we deal with this Yuanyin? He is not a kind person with compassion!" Xiao Yuesheng moved the brocade pier and got closer to the incense couch, and could smell the faint fragrance of Wen Yubing's body.
When Wen Yubing saw him approaching, she didn't feel anything strange. She just rolled her eyes at him, frowned and thought for a while, then tilted her head to look at him, and hesitated: "What should we do? Or, If you avoid seeing him, do you think you don't know he's coming?"
¡° If it was before the eldest disciple woke up, her approach would naturally be to compromise. The small Shuiyun Sect really cannot afford to offend Shaolin.
But now that the eldest disciple is here, he is afraid that he will not agree at all. Moreover, the Shuiyun Sect today is not afraid of Shaolin at all. It is enough to protect itself, and there is no need to compromise.
"Master, do you want the Shuiyun Sect to become famous in the martial arts world and stand proud among the heroes?" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly showed a mysterious smile.
"Being famous in the martial arts world? That's natural!" Wen Yubing tapped her sharp chin lightly, sighed, and said: "This is your master's long-cherished wish!"
"Then let's compete with Shaolin, how about it?" Xiao Yuesheng said with a faint smile and a casual tone.
"Shaolin, stop messing around!" Wen Yubing immediately shook his head without hesitation.
She hurriedly explained: "For Qiu'er, there are countless masters or sects in the martial arts world, but for hundreds of years, which sect or sect can do it? Shaolin has deep roots and luxuriant leaves, and has no foundation. The little sect is just wishful thinking!"
She knew that the martial arts of the Shuiyun Sect were no longer what they used to be, but she didn't get too excited. Shaolin has been standing in the martial arts world for hundreds of years. Its foundation is far beyond what people can imagine. A few masters can't stand it. Today's Shuiyun Neither does the Yun Sect.
"Besides, although she is determined to promote Shuiyun Sect, she has no ambition to step on Shaolin's head. She is content to be ranked at the bottom of the six famous sects.
"Well, just don't kill Yuanyin!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded helplessly, but Wen Yubing was shocked.
Her face, which had just a hint of smile, suddenly turned cold, and she snorted angrily: "Qiu'er, have you forgotten how you promised me in the first place?!"
Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly cupped his hands and said with a wry smile: "It's just a talk, MasterDon't take it seriously. "
Wen Yubing had originally asked him to make a killing prohibition and not to kill anyone unless absolutely necessary.
The second day Shaolin monk Yuanyin arrived in Chengdu, he went straight to Shuiyun Sect.
They arrived at the foot of Zishan Mountain, but when they saw that the fog was so confusing that they couldn't see anything, and they couldn't find the location of Shuiyun Sect at all, they lost their patience and directly raised their voices and shouted: "Poor monk Yuanyin, I came here to pay a visit to Wen Zhang of Shuiyun Sect. Door¡ª¡ª!"
The empty mountain is silent, with echoes lingering.
"The poor monk Shaolin Yuanyin, please come out and meet Master Wen¡ª¡ª!" Monk Yuanyin stomped his heavy Zen staff hard, and the gravel was like powder. He shouted again, but he shouted it with the Buddhist lion's roar method. , but the skill has not been fully exercised, and it is as loud as a bell. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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