Hearing this, Taijue and Lu Qingye's faces turned ugly.
"It's not like you just provoked some monk forces..."
Having said this, Mo Yan paused.
As his apprentice, he knew that he had always been relatively reliable in handling things.
Otherwise, the elders of the sect would not have slowly accepted him over the years.
But this disciple who either doesn't provoke anyone or eradicates them seems to be in a passive situation this time.
And he was still suppressing this matter. If someone hadn't reported the news secretly, they might not have known that the other party had left the sect's realm and came here.
Ever since Taijue was very young, Mo Yan felt that this disciple was an amazing guy. He had always had his own goals in mind and even mobilized them.
But now... is the confusion because of a woman?
Thinking of this, Mo Yan's smiling face turned cold.
Tai Jue immediately noticed his master's emotions.
Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Mo Yan.
"Ah Jue, don't forget your goal."
The aura around Tai Jue suddenly became cold, and the look in his eyes was unpredictable.
Mo Yan kept looking at him. Although he loved this disciple very much, it didn't mean that he could just let him do whatever he wanted.
Although since childhood, this seems to be the first time... that I have seen Taijue interested in anything other than that matter.
And out of intuition, he felt that Taijue was a little special in his treatment of Lu Qingye.
Mo Yan looked straight at him, wanting to know Tai Jue's choice.
After a long silence, Taijue spoke.
"I see."
After hearing the answer he wanted, Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction.
"If you've had enough fun outside, go back and take a look. Otherwise, the things you have been working hard for will be coveted by others."
The hands under Taijue's sleeves made a clicking sound.
Mo Yan finished saying what he wanted to say, and his face became smiling again.
"Then the old man won't bother you two young people!"
As he spoke, he winked unceremoniously.
After Mo Yan left, the room became quiet again.
Lu Qingye looked at Tai Jue's slightly stiff back, pursed his lips, and then spoke.
"Taijue, thank you for your rescue and your care along the way. Lu Qingye will remember it in his heart! I will do my best to repay you when I have the opportunity! If you... have something to do, just go and do it."
Taijue slowly turned his head and looked at Lu Qingye.
There seemed to be too many emotions in his eyes, but they seemed to be tightly suppressed and difficult to explode.
There was another moment of silence before he spoke again.
"I do have something else to do... I have my people in Yue Liao City, and I will tell them to take care of you, ah... Lu Qingye, there is no need to say thank you to me, live well."
Lu Qingye was stunned for a moment, then smiled and spoke.
"good."
Taijue left. Looking at the figure that quickly disappeared, Lu Qingye lowered his eyes slightly.
Although he said he would take care of her when he left, Lu Qingye was not a monk who only relied on others.
In October, most of the south was indeed relatively warm, but some places near Tianqianyuan experienced light snowfall.
The surrounding dense forests and the endless blue sea in the distance disappeared, replaced by the barren Gobi Desert and the blue-black ocean.
The spiritual power in the air around him dropped rapidly, and demonic energy surged. (End of chapter)
