The heroine of fast wear, she's a little sick

Chapter 94

Yun Zhiyue stepped in, with an indifferent but peerless misty fairy air, and came to an old man in gray robe, lightly brushed the hem of the plain white clothes that were not stained with dust, and slowly knelt down.

"Master." The clear and misty voice came faintly, giving people the feeling of being in a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist.

It's just that a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of mist still didn't show any emotion, and his face, which seemed to be unchanged and plain from ancient times, made people unable to see his true emotions clearly.

Cigarettes curl up in the house, and the sounds are harmonious.

The old man was dressed in an unpretentious gray robe of light gray coarse cloth, his old face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were closed tightly, giving him the feeling of an outsider.

Wen Yan gradually opened a pair of peaceful eyes, and when he looked at Yun Zhiyue, he unconsciously revealed a trace of kindness.

Although this child is only his apprentice, after raising him for so many years, he has long regarded him as his own father and son in his heart.

"Get up." The desolate voice sounded slightly hoarse, but it had an indescribable peaceful force.

This is the most venerable and respected Daoist Wuliang, which is widely rumored in every country.

Upon hearing the words, Yun Zhiyue got up lightly, and slightly raised her misty black eyes to look at him.

Wuliang Taoist smiled slightly, the creases at the corners of his eyes were deeper, but it made people feel extra approachable for no reason.

"How, this trip to the capital, have you found the answer you want?"

The sky will send a great mission to this person, and that person is talking about Yun Zhiyue.

The Wushan lineage has always shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the country of Li and the people of the world, but when it came to him, they had no children under their knees.

Fortunately, as a physiognomist who is proficient in astronomy, geography, five elements and gossip, he discovered such a genius as Yun Zhiyue.

But the only thing that is not perfect is that he is too cold by nature.

It may be because the IQ is far superior to that of their peers, so they think in different ways, so indifferent that they don't care about reputation, honor, or even the life and death of others.

This person, as if no one can stop his footsteps, is indifferent to the world, but he is also alone and unrestrained.

He doesn't seem to care so much about the lives of the common people, his heart is in the world, and he doesn't want to stick to one world.

So the "ten-year agreement" was actually not only an agreement made between the Holy One and him, but also an agreement between the master and the disciple.

Zhiyue's expression remained unchanged when she heard the words, but she nodded lightly, and couldn't help but think of that little girl who was far away in the capital and always liked to pull his sleeves, her light-colored thin lips hooked imperceptibly.

It is as beautiful as a pure snow-capped mountain gradually melting away, which is shocking and exciting.

Wuliang Taoist noticed his different reaction from the past, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he gradually reacted quietly, with a smile on his face.

"It seems that Zhiyue has found the person who is willing to let you stop this time..."

Yun Zhiyue withdrew her smile faintly, with a peerless face that was so handsome, the ink hair fluttering on her cheeks swept slightly, and the mist was so hazy that people couldn't see through it.

But he did not refute.

Taoist Wuliang couldn't help laughing, wondering in his heart what kind of person would be like the one who could make this disciple who was always arrogant and ascetic as himself move the hearts of all.

After Yun Zhiyue left from his master Wuliang Taoist, she went to her own room and changed her clothes immediately.

Still dressed in plain white clothes, with a slender and vast figure, standing with his hands behind his back in an elegant and floating dust, like a banished fairy, he does not eat the fireworks of the world, and is independent like a god.

But the little boy next to him felt that something was different?

He couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the fairy-like Mr. Yun who hadn't seen him for half a month, but made him feel more and more out of reach.

He was standing in front of the window, as if looking at a certain direction in the distance, his fair skin was smudged with a pale golden light under the setting sun, his whole body seemed to be filled with a hazy mist, his left hand was behind his back, and he was standing with his hands behind his back .

The plain white and spotless robe, the plain white sleeves on the back...

Immediately, the little boy seemed to have realized something suddenly, and looked up at him in surprise, why does Mr. Yun have to wear long-sleeved robes?

He clearly remembered that Mr. Yun wore wide sleeves almost every time, and wearing such style of clothes on him always gave him a feeling of being in a fairyland.

It's not that he wears clothes with long sleeves is not good, it's just that he's used to wearing wide sleeves, now at first glance, it's unavoidable that he's not used to it.

Yun Zhiyue still looked out of the window with a peaceful expression on her face, and the faint mist in her eyes gradually dissipated a little.

Thinking of the person who was far away in the capital, the light-colored and thin lips curled up slightly imperceptibly again, just like the ice and snow gradually melting, and the sudden beauty made people unable to help being shocked and distracted.

When they were together, she always liked to stretch out her little hand and tug at his sleeve.

That being the case, he will no longer wear wide sleeves in the future.

Anyway... I just don't want her to talk about it.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to grow stronger.

Because from then on, they will hold hands and spend the rest of their lives together.

He will never let her just hold his sleeve in vain, but walk side by side with her, and they will spend the future together.

A filial woman like her is naturally reluctant to leave her homeland.That being the case, he should stay with her.

He turned back with a chuckle, but saw the little boy staring at him in a daze, the arc of his lips dropped instantly, and a pair of black eyes that seemed to be smoky and black were staring at him lightly, with a slightly cool look on his face , but it made him feel full of suffocating oppression for no reason.

The little boy knelt down instantly with a "plop", and hit his head heavily on the ground, "Please punish me, my lord."

Wushan's rules are good for rewards and punishments for mistakes.

What's more, who is Mr. Yun, a shocking talent who has traveled around the world and become famous all over the world, and a person like him comes to lead Wushan, and he knows exactly who is promoting whom.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Mr. Yun hadn't had no ambitions, with his talent and Wu Shan behind him, the combination of the two would be enough for him to seek several countries!
Seeing him like this, Yun Zhiyue indifferently withdrew her gaze, once again stood in front of the window and looked in the direction of the distance, her expression softened again unknowingly.

He is in a good mood today, and he doesn't want to argue with a servant.

Seeing that he didn't mean to reprimand, Xiaotong raised his eyes slightly in surprise, but left without saying a word.

After he left, a man in gray suddenly stepped into the room and knelt down on one knee to the man in front of him who looked like a god and was independent, "Master."

At the same time, he respectfully handed him a secret report from the capital.

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