"Can you please stop mentioning Lian Wan?!"
As soon as these words came out, the little sisters were all silent and looked in the direction of Chu Simeng.
The gentle woman who was always easy to talk to had a hint of anger in her eyes. The tone of her voice was also different from her usual, the tone was so high that it was distorted.
Seeing the surprised looks in the eyes of the people around her, Zhu Simeng quickly adjusted her expression and mentality, and said as calmly as possible: "There will be a competition tomorrow, and you are just chatting with Lianwan. What if you are eliminated? Hurry up and practice and prepare. ~”
The last sentence contains the meaning of hating iron for not becoming steel.
The little sisters looked at each other.
Just now I thought something was wrong with Zhu Simeng, but it turned out that he was worried about them.
"But I have been eliminated..."
"We have been eliminated, Simeng hasn't been eliminated yet! Let's go, let's talk somewhere else!"
A group of little sisters said goodbye to Zhu Simeng and walked a little further before someone lowered their voice and said, "She doesn't even know that we have been eliminated?"
"I was also thinking just now...whether she doesn't care about us at all."
Someone glanced at them: "You make it sound like you all treat her sincerely? Don't you all want to get close to her and drink some soup with the person who is attracted by the young master of Ziwei Tower?"
"……makes sense."
A group of people were still gossiping excitedly, but when they moved to the house where another little sister lived, there was no atmosphere for chatting anymore.
A few people dispersed without saying a few words.
On the other side, a sentence suddenly popped up in Chu Simeng's mind: [Are you in a bad mood? 】
Zhu Simeng thought about how Shao Si could always sensitively capture her mood swings.
He is a very knowledgeable and far-sighted teacher who guides her in the right direction.
But he looks very young, handsome and polite.
Of course, you can't compare with your senior brother. Su Yuanqing's appearance is a bit too amazing, even more beautiful than this god from the lower realm. I really don't know how he grew up.
It will take a few years until the two of them really get to know each other, and then Zhu Simeng will know that the appearance that Shao Si uses in the world of cultivation is fake, and that his real appearance is on par with Su Yuanqing's, and each has its own beauty.
That would require her to pay a lot, until Shao Si truly recognized her strength and personality, and was willing to become a community of destiny with her.
but now……
Shao Si: [Don’t worry, there is always a chance. 】
Chu Simeng frowned slightly: [? What did you say? 】
Shao Si: [Lian Wan’s training method is also used by some of the top families in the fairy world. They will spend a lot of resources to create an extreme environment for the children of the clan to practice, but this method is prone to injury and will affect your performance in the sect competition. 】
Shao Si: [When the sect competition is over, I will find a way to get you some simple training venues...]
Zhu Simeng took a deep breath: [Who cares about your simple training ground? 】
Shao Si: [? What do you mean? 】
Zhu Simeng realized that he had lost his composure.
[Sorry...Senior. 】
She apologized several times, but failed to get a response, and gradually panicked.
【senior? senior? 】
This was the first time Shao Si saw a young monk in the Qi Refining Stage dare to get angry at him.
Even if he only has a ray of consciousness now, he can still crush this guy with low cultivation to death at any time.
Seeing that Zhu Simeng had saved his life and seeing that the two of them had always gotten along harmoniously, he did not take action against her, but temporarily cut off the connection with his consciousness and went back to work on his side. Something happened.
The world of cultivation will not be peaceful in the future, and he has always taken the time to come over and give her guidance.
Since she doesn't want it, forget it and come less often in the future.
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Feishuang Peak.
Zhu Hongxue reported the situation of today's competition and Lian Wan's much-anticipated sword-wielding practice to his master and senior brother.
The sect leader nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad. It seems that the current atmosphere of the sect is very good."
He looked at the eldest disciple that he was proud of: "In the past, the sect's competition was basically done after the competition, and the prize was given out. This time there is new news every day, and many outer disciples are working hard... You The idea of this explanation is really good.”
Su Yuanqing shook his head: "Junior sister Lian is still amazing. I am also inspired by her."
Zhu Hongxue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, she is indeed very powerful and generous. She doesn't hide anything, she just says it right on the spot."
Zhu Hongxue: "Master, do you know? There was an outer sect disciple who was out training. He quickly came back after receiving a message from Feihe. He even mistaken Junior Sister Lian's surname, thinking her surname was Baili... just to learn imperial skills from her. Sword. When Junior Sister Lian heard about this, she made an appointment with him, saying that she would tell him if she found a sword-wielding method suitable for him in the future."
True Monarch Yuehua laughed loudly: "It seems that we must do some training in sword control. Then, in your opinion, how can Lian Wan's method be changed into a method suitable for other people?"
Zhu Hongxue scratched his head: "Master, please wait for me to think about it."
True Lord Yuehua: "Yuan Qing, what do you think?"
Su Yuanqing lowered his eyes and said nothing.
He really didn't expect that Hou Cheng, who talked a lot, had already been transferred to other arenas, and it was of no great use.
By changing people, Lian Wan got to know more people, two of them all at once!
He still knew about these two things. He had been busy with other things for a hundred days and didn't go to see them. If he had gone to see them, he might find more!
True Lord Yuehua threw a spiritual ball at him: "Yuan Qing??? What are you thinking about?"
The ball hit Su Yuanqing between the eyebrows, leaving a light pink mark on him.
Su Yuanqing came to his senses: "Master?"
Zhu Hongxue was so shocked that she almost screamed and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.
What's going on, the senior brother, who is always serious and serious, actually got distracted when the master was talking?
True Lord Yuehua looked Su Yuanqing up and down, and after a while he said, "Contact your Uncle Yuhua, and I will discuss it with him."
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Yuhua Peak.
Lian Wan was praising his master.
"Master! You are so foresight! How did you know that my sword control can be improved so much!"
"You haven't seen how many junior brothers and sisters look at me with such admiring eyes! I never dared to think about it before!"
"Master, you are so awesome!!!"
True Lord Yuhua was silent for a while: "I just think your posture when wielding the sword is too ugly. I didn't expect it to be wrong."
Ouyang Ling laughed out loud: "Flattery is on the horse's leg, hahaha! You've obviously lost both games and you still..."
True Lord Yuhua turned his head to look at him quietly.
Ouyang Ling shut up.
"Don't worry about what your senior brother said," Zhenjun Yuhua looked at Lian Wan again, "How are you going to fight in the next few games? Or are you going to fly around?"
Lian Wan blinked: "Master, I do have a plan, but I will keep it secret for now."
True Lord Yuhua:?
Lian Wan: "I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed if I talk too much... If I don't tell you, there might be some surprises."
True Lord Yuhua:......
His apprentice indeed had different ideas than ordinary people.
Just then a paper crane flew over, it was the clan who wanted to talk to him.
True Lord Yuhua waved his hand: "You go back and work hard tomorrow. I want to see what surprises are in store for me."
"Okay!" Lian Wan followed Ouyang Ling and left.
Halfway through, he was called back by the master.
"Wan'er, wait! Your sect leader and uncle have something to say to you!"
So Ouyang Ling was the only one who left the master's courtyard.
He stood at the door of the yard for a while, stamping his feet.
Why do you feel like he has become redundant?
