Among the aura of a small mountain in the Qingyue Mountains, an old man sits on the top of the mountain.

　　 The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth, stroking his white beard from time to time, his crow's feet wrinkled, and he looked very happy.

The big dog next to 　　 saw that this was so old and so stupid that the owner gave him a glance, then opened his mouth and yawned, and continued to sleep on his front paws.

　　 "What is it, so happy..."

　　 A gentle female voice came, but the old man Yue didn't turn his head to see where the female voice came from, but continued to look at the misty clouds and the white cranes flying in the distance.

　　 Beside the old man Yue, a breeze slowly condensed, forming a vague appearance of a woman.

　　 If you look at Qingfeng with spiritual power, you can vaguely see that she is wearing a long corset dress with long hair curled up. Although the small face of Guazi can't see her face clearly, it is definitely not bad.

　　The woman condensed by the breeze gently brushed the skirt of her body, with her legs together, sitting sideways on the big dog, and then stretched out the catkin, gently stroking its dog's head.

　　 Being blown by the cool breeze, if the big dog felt something, his ears moved, and a large fluffy tail wagged and shook.

　　 "Hehehe...it feels really funny when I think of the way that kid frowned when he offered me tea."

　　The old man answered with a smile.

　　 "Just interesting?" The Breeze woman asked.

　　 "It can be regarded as an understanding of a matter of mind."

　　The old man stroking his beard.

　　 "Shan Fang He Qin'er is not only my disciple, but also my granddaughter. Sometimes I think, if I can drink the tea they offer to me this old man, the regrets in my life will be reduced by half.

　　 Now whether Jiang Lin is really amnesia, it doesn't matter anymore, at least this kid Jiang Lin is bothersome, but also infatuated. "

　　 "Is there any regret for the other half?" The Qingfeng woman asked.

　　 "It's you." The old man Yue said with a smile.

　　 "..." The Qingfeng woman did not answer, but just looked in the direction of the old man Yue, and slowly said, "He is the reincarnation of the first ancient sword immortal?"

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　　 The voice of the old man has disappeared, and Han Zhe is still standing in place, arching his hands.

　　 After that, for an unknown period of time, Han Zhe was not seen in the academy again.

　　 Until one day, from the thatched hut, awe-inspiring swayed away.

　　 "That kid has entered Yuan Ying?"

　　 On the edge of the small lake, Jiang Lin was walking with the old man.

　　 "Well, thanks to you."

　　 "It's hard to do, and there will be more stubborn madness in the world in the future, I don't know what this guy will do in the future."

　　 "The question you gave before is sophistry."

　　 "Indeed."

　　 "If it were you, how would you choose?"

　　 "I..."

　　 Jiang Lin pointed at himself, and then looked to the opposite side of the Qinghu Lake, Jiu Yi and Mo Li, who were outing and laughing.

　　 The river is in the eyes, full of tenderness.

　　" Didn’t you say it?

　　 As long as they can live happily.

　　 the people of the world,

　　 What is it with me? "

　　 Jiuyi also dressed up for a while, but Jiuyi also knows that today's protagonist is Sister Mo Li, so the makeup she chose is softer, and her long hair curled up, she is dressed up as a married woman.

　　 But even if Jiuyi wants to reduce his existence, that stunning face still makes people dare not ignore.

　　 "The son..." With the crystal clear teeth biting his fresh lips, Mo Li's cheeks were blushing, making his cheeks even more beautiful. "How does the son feel..."

　　 "Cough, cough, cough." Jiang Lin coughed a few times, and quickly withdrew his gaze, "We are going to argue, why do we dress up so nicely? We left."

　　 Looking at Jiang Lin's embarrassed "escape" back, Jiu Yi and Mo Li couldn't help but smile at each other, walking with their long legs under their skirts, Yingying following.

　　Bianxue started today and lasted for a total of two days.

　　 The great Confucian scholars who came from all over Longmingzhou brought their own disciples. Participating in the debate on Confucianism was one aspect, and it was also to give their disciples a long experience.

　　 Some of these great Confucian scholars are Confucian monks and some are ordinary mortals, but mortals or monks are not important at all in these two days, and learning is the key.

　　 And the students who were brought in were full of curiosity.

　　 And because they are relatively young and the future is still long, every move is full of vigor and self-confidence of scholars

　　 Some Confucian scholars with spiritual potential also hope that they can play well this time, and hope to be admitted to Longming Academy.

　　 After all, Longming Academy invites some outstanding students into the hospital every year. This is not a change of the gate. On the contrary, the teacher of the other party will be proud of this and hope that their students will have a better development.

　　 Even if they don’t have the roots of cultivating immortals, they hope to be famous, which is extremely crucial to their future career.

　　 After the previous Longming debate, many scholars' children were invited by the mortal kingdoms, and they were on the same track.

　　 So, no matter where it is, there are some who really do learning, but there are many who use learning to find other things.

　　 It's not strange, it's normal.

　　 Driven by the vigor and vigor of these young students, the entire Longming Academy is a little more lively, not as "old" as it used to be...

　　 But until the arrival of a group of people, wherever they passed, there was silence.

　　 But Jiang Lin's complexion is not good, and he breaks the defense directly:

　　 "You are the flower picking thief, your whole family is the flower picking thief, who is a scumbag, am I scumbag you? This is what I call emotional involvement."

　　 Everyone: "......"

　　 "Young Master Jiang, please come in quickly."

　　Han Zhe is very helpless, he is afraid that if this continues, Longming Academy's wind review will be killed, and then there will be a report tomorrow.

　　 "Surprised! Longming Academy actually invited the flower-picking thieves to argue and did this kind of thing!"

　　 That is really ruined by the wind reviews!

　　 "Wait, Han, don't pull me, I want to explain clearly, who said I was a thief, I..."

　　Jiang Lin was pulled away. As a Confucian wise man, Han Zhe wanted to dig a hole and bury him!

　　 And Bai Jiuyi naturally walked behind Jiang Lin generously holding Mo Li's hand, but Mo Li's face was flushed, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com's small face was also a little bit disappointed...

　　 Why is there no one in the rumor of that woman...

　　 "Don't worry..."

　　Bai Jiuyi gently stroked the hair tips of Mo Li's sister beside him, Mo Li's well-behaved and innocent appearance already made Bai Jiuyi completely let go of his vigilance.

　　 On the contrary, as the "sister" who will live together in the future, Bai Jiuyi exudes a family-like affection.

　　 "The son will scum on his sister sooner or later, but Sister Mo Li has to work harder,"

　　 "Sister Jiuyi..." Mo Li Jiao said, his cheeks red like early morning strawberries.

　　 "Do you need my sister to teach you?"

　　 "Sister...Mo Li ignores Sister Jiuyi..."

　　 The two girls who are already familiar and can play a little temper joked with each other, Mo Li gently broke free from Jiu Yi's arm, pinching the skirt and walking forward.

　　 Just after leaving for a while, Mo Li slowed down again, and when Jiuyi followed, Mo Li stretched out his small hand and gently shook Jiuyi's delicate and delicate hand.

　　 "Sister...does sister really have a way..."

　　

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