Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 32 You Come to Me

Guiyang put the pieces together with great difficulty, and read down again.

This letter was not in Ziqing's handwriting, but in Ziqing's tone, describing the most important events in her life.

"My wish in this life is for Jinlang to be safe, and Xin'er and Xiaojin to be safe. This trip is only for Xiaojin to grow up healthy and safe."

"Leave this pair of peace talismans to Xin'er and Xiao Jin, and keep them safe on my behalf."

"If there is no return, I will not regret it. I only owe Jin Lang an apology."

"There is also Guiyang, I hope he can find someone with a bald head, so he doesn't have to be lonely on the road. Ziqing will have no regrets in this way."

He knew it all... Ziqing had her own home, and he was just a passerby.

He also understood that Ziqing didn't need him to avenge her.For Ziqing, her mortal husband and a pair of children are more important than her own life.

If he was obsessed with thinking that he was the only one who avenged Ziqing after Ziqing died, then he was the most special one to Ziqing.

But Ziqing doesn't think so at all.

This hateful letter, why do you want to imitate Zi Qing's tone to expose him...

Guiyang held the peace talisman and cried softly.He must accept this fact and recognize what he really should do.

It is impossible to find someone with a white head, but he can replace Ziqing and become Xin'er's peace talisman.

A shadow cast down from the top of his head, Guiyang raised his head and looked over, it was Yinyue who had gone and returned.

"Does that little girl from Lingyan Peak really have such great abilities? It's the first time I've seen you cry as a teacher since I accepted you as an apprentice." Yinyue said.

"What is she capable of? Xin'er must have told her about Zi Qing. I didn't cry because of her letter, I just figured it out myself." Gui Yang waved away the fragments of the letter, and the letter Look at Fu Ling's handwriting, Xin'er's handwriting is not so beautiful, he will not keep that little girl's things.

"That's also because she guessed your thoughts, and you wouldn't be able to figure it out without her letter." Yinyue couldn't help but feel a little funny seeing Guiyang's dislike of Fu Ling's things, at least it's not as lifeless as before, which is a good thing .

"Master, Fu Ling is a nine-year-old girl. Do you believe that she can write these words by herself? Maybe she asked Lin Qingyue to help her. Lin Qingyue protects her not too tightly, and solves everything for her."

"Then you want to thank Lin Qingyue?"

"..." Lin Qingyue was even more unpleasant than Fu Ling.

"Master, I know that I have made a big mistake, and the crime is unforgivable. Whether it is expelled from the Zixiao Sect, or locked in a dungeon that will never see the light of day, I am convinced. But I want Master to treat Xin'er She can be biased, she is gifted and kind-hearted, she will definitely be able to go farther than me in this journey of cultivation..."

"As a teacher, I won't help you with this. I will imprison you for three years, and after you come out, I will take care of Xin'er myself." Yinyue said.

"But my cultivation base has been abolished, I am afraid that time is running out..."

"Re-cultivation is, given your aptitude, how difficult is it to return to the Golden Core? As a teacher, I will also ask Su Wenfeng to heal your dantian for you. You must not let down the painstaking efforts of the teacher and return to the Golden Core as soon as possible. .”

"Master, my dantian was destroyed by you..."

……

On the second day after the letters and gifts were sent out, Fu Ling was listening to a class in the student hall, and Xin'er at the next table grabbed her and bit her ear.

"Fu Ling, one day has passed, and there is still no movement from Master, is it because we lost?" Xin'er was restless after returning from Master Yinyue yesterday, worried about Fu Ling's betting.

But Fu Ling herself seems to be totally indifferent.

"It's possible." Fu Ling replied.

"what should we do then?"

"It's okay. If I lose, I won't go to the real Yinyue. I don't have anything to go to him."

Xin'er was persuaded by Fuling, it seemed that this was the case, and Fuling couldn't lose this bet no matter what.

"Fuling——" A male voice, as pleasant as music, came from the back door of the Disciple Hall.

Today's disciple hall is in charge of the class of the senior brother in the late foundation establishment period. When he heard this voice, he was so shocked that his voice froze.

"This senior brother is very good-looking, who is he?"

"He came to look for Fu Ling, could it be Ling Yanfeng's senior brother?"

"Ling Yanfeng's Daoist Xuan Wei and senior brother are already good-looking, and there are such good-looking senior brothers? Are all Ling Yanfeng's handsome men?"

The newcomer disciples who had never seen real Yinyue in the disciple hall looked curiously at the man standing outside the back door of the disciple hall.

"Really Yinyue?" Fu Ling called out Yinyue's dao name.

All of a sudden, there was silence in the disciple hall.

Hidden... month?

Isn't that the peak master of their Miaoyin Peak!

"Come to me now." Yin Yue smiled at Fu Ling and said.

Fuling who just said that she had nothing to do to find Yinyue: "..."

My face hurts.

"What's the matter with the real person, I have to listen to the history of ancient monsters from my senior brother." Fu Ling said frankly.

The smile on Yin Yue's face froze, didn't see the seniors who were in class were too frightened to speak when they saw him, what else were they listening to?

"Okay, then I'll wait here for you to finish this class." Yin Yue said.

Senior brother in class: "..." Boss please let me go.

"Junior Sister Fuling, you can go with the peak master, I will talk to you alone after class." The senior brother couldn't resist Yinyue's strong presence, and tried his best to wink at Fuling.

"That's troublesome brother." Fu Ling politely thanked the seniors who were in class, then got up and walked out of the disciple hall with Master Yinyue.

"Why is the real person looking for me?" Fu Ling raised her head and asked Yinyue. The last time she saw Yinyue, Yinyue was sitting, so she didn't feel it. She stood in front of Yinyue and was actually just over his waistline.

Yinyue looked down at the top of Fuling's head, couldn't help laughing again, he raised her hand to pick up Fuling, and put her on the stone table beside her, so that she didn't have to raise her head so hard.

Fu Ling is used to Xuan Wei holding her collar. Xuan Wei always looks directly at the top of her head and speaks, so she doesn't notice this at all. In contrast, Master Yinyue is indeed a lot of gentlemen.

"It's about the bet." Yin Yue replied.

"Did I win? In fact, the real person can send a paper crane to tell me, there is no need to come in person."

"You also know?"

"Renren, the answer this time is simpler than yesterday's. If I lose, I and the real person will never meet again. This is the content of our bet. The real person came to see me, of course because I won."

"Guiyang always feels that Lin Qingyue taught you to write that letter. I don't think Lin Qingyue has such a weird idea. Although you are young, you have a lot of strange thoughts in your head."

"It's not that my idea is weird, it's just that Daoist can't accept it in his heart. For Daoist Guiyang, the most important thing is Xin'er's mother, not you, the master. But Daoist Guiyang's heart knot is Xin'er's mother. It is of course useless to persuade Master Guiyang with words such as the importance of cultivation."

(End of this chapter)