Surprised, the poor monk’s fiancé is actually a sect boss

Chapter 14
  Time flies, the days fly by, and a month will pass soon.

As the exam approached, under Lan Duoduo's supervision, Big Guy and the others began to study seriously.

As the saying goes, if you sharpen your weapon in battle, it will be useless.

This is the conclusion Lan Duoduo came to after studying like crazy before the college entrance examination.

This month, Lan Duoduo got to know many things that she had never been exposed to before, such as how to practice and how to draw talismans and seals.

For example, Li Qiming is a genius.

Every time she has something she doesn’t understand,

Ask Li Qiming and he can always give you an answer.

But he was sitting next to her, attending classes like her, and missing out from time to time like her.

Could this be the difference between a genius boy and an ordinary person?

Lan Duoduo was secretly amazed and envious, and even hoped to put the knowledge in Li Qiming's head into her own head.

This way she can lie completely flat.

After one month of study, all practitioners in the class must take a two-day exam.

The test scores will determine whether you can officially become a disciple of Dongli Mountain.

It also determines whether Lan Duoduo can officially move into Qingyang Peak and find her fiancé.

A vast forest is filled with thick fog.

"Why are you back here again?"

Qingyuan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, but it was a vast expanse of white and it was impossible to distinguish between east, west, north and south.

Lifting up his robe, he made a stabbing sound, then stretched out his hand to tear the corners of the green robe into several strips of cloth.

He walked a few steps in the mist and tied the green cloth strip to the branch beside him.

I don’t know how long I’ve been gone. Not far away, green cloth strips fluttered on the branches.

Back to the original place.

Qingyuan walked in the opposite direction again,
  But no matter how long he leaves, he will always come back to where he was.

He seemed to be trapped in this place forever.

forever.

hahahahahahahaha.
  A man's laughter came from the forest. This laughter floated in the white fog and looked very scary.

Ayuan! Ayuan!
  When he heard someone calling his name, Qingyuan turned around suddenly, and the man's figure flashed past him like a ghost.

Qingyuan looked around and saw that there was still heavy fog around him, but he could no longer see the man.

Day turned into night in an instant.

The forest lit up with fire.

Then a high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and a ten-foot-long green dragon flew out of the forest, circled in the air, and then flew into the forest again. "elder brother."

Qingyuan started running in the forest chasing the green dragon.

The fire went out and the forest became dark again.

A half-black moon broke through the clouds, and through the cold moonlight, Qingyuan saw a figure sitting cross-legged under the tree.

"elder brother."

Suddenly, the young man sitting next to him under the tree opened his eyes. The young man's vertical pupils were glowing with blood-red light, and his red clothes were burning like flames in the wind.

"You still have the nerve to call me brother!"

The young man sneered, "My good brother used his sword to kill me with his own hands."

"Brother, I'm sorry, I."

Qingyuan hasn't said anything else yet.

An enlarged face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Don't call me brother, you don't deserve it!"

Xuan Ye blinked, and the blood-red vertical pupils turned into turquoise in an instant, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of the pupils.

"Brother!" Qingyuan sat up and took a few breaths.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fur coat was soaked with cold sweat.

He staggered up with bare feet, walked to the table, touched the teapot, and took a few sips directly from the spout.

The coolness seeped into the body along the mouth, even the soles of the feet were cold.

It felt like there was a hammer hammering inside my head.

Qingyuan sat on his seat and frowned.

After a moment, he opened the door and walked out.

The night was quiet, and a full moon hung on the treetops. The faint moonlight coated everything with a layer of silver.

Qingyuan stood in Lan Duoduo's courtyard, looking at the bedroom where she lived. He hesitated for a long time before walking through the wall and walking to the bed.

Lan Duoduo slept deeply, with a small white face shining in the moonlight.

Maybe it was too hot, so she turned over and stretched her feet out from the quilt.

Her feet are thin and white, with tender lotus-like toes, which are very cute.

Maybe it was because she felt cold after stepping on the quilt, and Lan Duoduo's toes curled up slightly.

Qingyuan leaned over and pulled the quilt, covering her feet again.

This time she didn't glare at the quilt anymore but curled up her legs as well.

(End of this chapter)