ninth junior sister

Chapter 32

"That's right, this pair is not right at all. If the radical is right, the artistic conception is wrong. If the artistic conception is correct, the radical must be wrong!"

"Yes, if the artistic conception of the radicals is correct, then the pond willow should not be suitable."

Shangguanrou's words caused countless debates, and all the light returned to her.She looked at the people who were discussing, and couldn't help comforting her heart, just now, when she first saw Ling Xiaoruo's appearance, she felt that her beauty surpassed her own, and she did not allow anyone to surpass her.

Therefore, when an excellent opportunity to show her talents was presented to her, how could she let it go?She wants to tell the world that in Linnan Kingdom, she is the veritable number one beauty!

Hearing this, Ziran shifted his gaze from Ling Xiaoruo to Shangguanrou, and buried deep pity in his eyes.

After regretting it, Feng Mou turned to Ling Xiaoruo again, her gradually pale face could no longer enter his eyes, so what if she was beautiful?

Such a woman with looks but no talent really let him down!
In the training field of the Cangshan Sect.

Zizhan led all the juniors and younger sisters to practice Cuju. Next month's Huashan competition, the team competition will be this Cuju. Although they are very familiar with Cuju, they still get together to practice frequently when they have time .

Because the sun was too strong, everyone took advantage of the shade under the big tree after practicing for a while.

"Zizhan!" During the break, a calm voice with infinite echo circled over the training ground.

Zi Zhan's eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly, then turned to follow the sound, but saw a stalwart figure standing at the entrance of the training ground.

He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with a Taoist hair bun on top of his head and a lotus crown on it. Standing under the scorching sun, he looked like a ray of breeze, and he felt like a fairy. This person is not theirs. Who is Master Nan Hua, real person?
When everyone saw Master Nan Hua, they were stunned for a while, because the master's exit date had not yet arrived, they were stunned for a while, then they all stood up and bowed to him: "Master is good!"

Master Nanhua nodded towards the crowd, and then motioned Zizhan to come forward and speak.

When Zi Zhan came to him, he nodded and said, "Master."

Master Nanhua said to Zizhan in a low voice, "Ziqing has gone down the mountain, right?"

Hearing this, Zizhan raised his eyes and looked at the master. The master is over forty years old. He is the earliest disciple who entered the mountain. It has been more than ten years since he went up the mountain when he was ten years old. When he saw the master for the first time , the master is only in his 20s, and he was shocked by the handsome and domineering appearance of the master when he was still a teenager. It has never been known that a head of a martial arts school can have such an aura.Not only that, what made him admire even more was that the master seemed to have insight into everything, just like he knew that he intended to let Ziqing go down the mountain.

"The apprentice let her go down the mountain on purpose, master please punish me." Zizhan pleaded guilty to Master Nanhua with his eyes lowered and hands clasped in front of his chest.

Master Nanhua raised his lips slightly, and said: "This is not your fault. Ziqing's words and deeds teacher naturally knows that sometimes what is shown is not necessarily true, and there must be a reason behind it. I believe you I made such a decision only after realizing this. However, the destiny cannot be violated."

The destiny cannot be violated?
Zizhan raised his eyes and looked at the master, his suspicious eyes were deeply suppressed by him.

He knew that Master could observe the sky, could it be because of Ziqing's destiny that he took extra care of Ziqing?Although he really wanted to know what that fate was, but according to what he knew about his master, his master would definitely not tell him the reason.

"Then what should the disciple do?" Ziqing is a weird elf. Although Ziran is extremely intelligent, he can guard against it for a while, but he can't guard against it all the time. Ziqing may have escaped at this moment.

Seeing Zizhan's troubled face, Master Nanhua explained, "I will tell you where Ziqing is, you should leave quickly, otherwise her life will be in danger."

As soon as Zizhan heard that Ziqing was afraid of his life, he clasped his fists without hesitation and said, "I obey!"

Master Nanhua nodded, and then ordered: "Next month's Huashan competition, you will go with all the juniors and sisters, and you will go to retreat as a teacher, so you will not go with you. During the journey, remember to pay attention to safety. "

"Yes!" After Zi Zhan answered, Nan Hua turned around and walked away slowly on cloud steps.

On the banks of the Lancang River, Ling Xiaoruo finally swam to the riverside with great effort.

The river was so fast that she had exhausted her last bit of strength when she climbed ashore.

Her legs were as heavy as lead, but her determination to be free made her climb up the river bank all the way with her wet body, wanting to climb over the bank. high mountains.

She crawled hard all the way, and when she reached the top of the mountain, she was so tired that she collapsed on the ground.

It was summer, although it was hot, the wind on the top of the mountain was cool, but Ling Xiaoruo was sweating all over at the moment, so when the river wind blew past, a little coolness leaked out from her vest.

Ling Xiaoruo touched her forehead, feeling a little hot, she quickly stood up, she only had a few pieces of silver on her body now, if she fell ill, there would really be endless troubles.

However, it seemed that God didn't feel sorry for Ling Xiaoruo at all. Just as she thought about not getting sick, she saw that the originally blue sky suddenly became densely covered with dark clouds.

Big dark clouds gathered in one place, and the sky became dark in a blink of an eye. Not long after, lightning and thunder roared together, and a drifting heavy rain fell on the land in an instant.

"Whoa whoa-"

"Boom boom-"

The sound of rain accompanied by the sound of thunder stung Ling Xiaoruo's eardrums, and the clothes on her body were completely wet, but she still walked forward firmly.

Two days later, in another town not far from the Lancang River, the shopkeeper of the rice shop who had just opened for business, when he saw the figure lying at his door, walked up to him and kicked him, frowning: "Beggar, get up quickly, don't make trouble for others here early in the morning!"

This person was Ling Xiaoruo who was already fainted from hunger, and she wrinkled her eyes because of being kicked, and said weakly: "I... can't walk anymore..."

The rain the day before yesterday finally made her sick. Although she had already found some herbal medicines, those herbal medicines were not very effective. They could only alleviate her illnesses but could not eradicate them. After a long journey, she finally arrived at a town On the day, due to her lack of money, she could only take out silver taels to buy something to eat, because she was really hungry.

(End of this chapter)