After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Since Qiao Wan left the cave and started walking around, many disciples in Kunshan have been watching her movements, wanting to see how she will react.

Thinking of Qiao Wan, even the Kunshan disciples who didn't think much of her before, couldn't help but express deep sympathy.

After all, they are both apprentices, and Master Yuqing is too partial.

But unexpectedly, as the focus of everyone's attention, Qiao Wan's every move was very calm, and even went to Yuqing Peak the next day and brought a tin of tea to Zhou Yan.

This is also what Zhou Yan said yesterday, saying that this tea is delicious, and I hope I can ask for some tea. It is false to ask for tea, and it is true to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between master and apprentice.

Walking into the Yuqing Hall, Qiao Wan put the tea leaves on the table, looked into the depths of the side hall, and said calmly and politely: "Shenzhen, I brought you the tea you asked for."

After a long while, a stalwart and cold figure walked out of the Yuqing Palace, Zhou Yan was wearing a single shirt, nodded lightly, turned his eyes, and landed on her face: "Please run one more time, sit down and drink a cup of tea. stop."

Qiao Wan did not object, drank a cup of tea, and after a few polite greetings, turned around and left.

It was when he came out of Yuqing Peak that he met Lu Bihan.

After blocking a few whips for Mu Xiaoxiao, Lu Bihan's figure seemed to be even thinner and thinner. At the moment, he was blue and black, and he was so thin that he seemed to lose his appearance.

Qiao Wan paused slightly and took the initiative to say hello: "Elder Brother."

The footsteps still kept going.

There was no expression on Lu Bihan's face, he just lowered his eyes lightly and responded.

Then they passed each other.

From the point of view of others, after this incident, Qiao Wan suddenly figured it out and stopped tossing about it. Perhaps the previous tossing was a bit meant to attract the attention of the teacher, but after this incident, I realized it clearly. As for his status, he actually stayed in Kunshan obediently.

In the next few days, Qiao Wan ran very diligently to Yuqing Peak.

The relationship between master and apprentice, slowly, seems to have returned to the ease and estrangement it had been before.

But it was also because of Qiao Wan's obedience that Zhou Yan felt a little more uncomfortable, and he wanted to make amends, but he didn't know where to start.

When Qiao Wan stepped into the side hall of the Yuqing Palace again, Zhou Yan had just woken up. He hadn't slept all night, his long hair was loose, and he was sitting by the window facing the mirror, slightly stunned.

Until the girl's calm voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Joe greeted him before the evening: "Real people."

Seeing her, Zhou Yan frowned slightly, "Sit down."

Then there was a long silence.

All around, only the cold wind whistling on Yuqing Peak could be heard.

In the end, it was Zhou Yan who broke the deadlock first: "Wan'er, how long have you been under my door?"

Qiao Wan thought for a while and gave an answer: "Thirty-four years, six months and three days."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a while, his cold eyes fell on her face, inexplicable complex emotions surging in his eyes, and after a while, he sighed.

"It's hard for you to remember so clearly."

"Remember that when you first went up the mountain, you often helped me with my gray hair." Zhou Yan paused and lowered his eyes, "Now, would you like to help Master comb his hair again?"

Just brush your hair.

Zhou Yan's hair was smooth and smooth, Qiao Wan calmly took the comb from the table and stood behind the man.

As soon as the cold comb teeth touched the scalp, Zhou Yan couldn't help but froze slightly. For a moment, he slowly relaxed again. He closed his eyes and tried to feel the slight itching sensation when the comb teeth massaged the scalp.

It was like having a comb, gently, slowly, scratching in my heart, itching slightly.

Back then, it was the same when Qiao Wan first came under his door. At that time, she was not tall and liked to move a stool and help him comb his hair while standing on the stool.

It was snowing heavily outside the hall, and charcoal was burned indoors, which was as warm as spring.

Although Qiao Wan herself felt that cultivators could maintain their body temperature, burning charcoal was a particularly extravagant and wasteful thing.

Putting away these messy thoughts, he calmed down and continued to help Zhou Yan comb his hair. Watching the white hair flow out from between his teeth, the atmosphere seemed to return to the original warmth and intimacy.

Then, this warmth and intimacy was broken by another unbelievable voice.

Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly stood at the door with a pale face: "Master... Master?!"

A pair of unbelievable eyes fell on her face, and she dodged a little embarrassedly: "Junior sister...you!"

Mu Xiaoxiao looks like she just got up from the bed. In the past few days, Qiao Wan has not seen Mu Xiaoxiao's figure. Seeing her footsteps are vain, her left face is swollen high, and there is still a whip mark left. , The whole person seems to have lost the spirit and energy before, embarrassed and pale.

When the precepts hall was executing the execution, she ducked, and the whip just happened to land on her face.

The Spirit Whip of the Discipline Hall, even with the best wound medicine on Qixia Peak, would not be able to relieve the swelling for a while. The reason is that it mainly acts as an example, which is similar to the ancient tattoo.

This expression was a bit like catching a **** on the bed, Qiao Wan's mouth twitched, and she subconsciously put down the comb in her hand.

Unexpectedly, before she could speak, Zhou Yan opened his mouth and frowned: "Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"

"I...I..." Looking at Zhou Yan, Mu Xiaoxiao was at a loss for words.

Qiao Wan didn't know what happened between Zhou Yan and Mu Xiaoxiao, but Mu Xiaoxiao knew it very well in his heart.

The master was disappointed with her...

After she was brought back from the precepts hall, she issued a foot restraint order to let Xiaomong look at her well. Without his permission, she was not allowed to leave the cave for half a step, but she just heard Xiaomong inadvertently mention that these few days Qiao Wan Keep running towards Yuqing Peak.

She worries...

Now, looking at the comb in Qiao Wan's hand, and thinking of the intimate picture he just saw at the door, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst into tears, and murmured, "I...I just miss Master..."

However, the man did not show a hint of gentleness on Su Ri's indifferent face as before.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes and didn't look at her, his voice was cold and hard: "Go back."

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, the tears that hadn't left were stuck in his eyes in embarrassment, and he couldn't take them back or fall down.

"Master...?"

Zhou Yan: "Go back."

"Master?"

Just as Mu Xiaoxiao took a few steps forward, a stern sword energy suddenly blocked her path.

Zhou Yan put down his hand, but still didn't open his eyes: "Go out!"

Mu Xiao smiled stiffly, glanced at Qiao Wan, and tears suddenly flowed out: "Master...you are here for Junior Sister..."

As a result, before the words were finished, another awe-inspiring sword swept past her swollen side face.

"Get out! Don't you even listen to me?!"

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were flushed, and her hands and feet were cold. She only felt a burning pain in her swollen face.

Seeing that she still didn't move, Zhou Yan showed no mercy this time, and a sword energy slammed the girl out of the house, leaving only a closed door.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Mu Xiaoxiao only felt as if someone had slapped him hard, and someone poured a basin of cold water over his head, and froze in place.

boom! !

The gates of the palace closed.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes tiredly.

It was because he was too pampered with Xiaoxiao before that he developed her temperament. The grounding was his intention to grind her temperament. I didn't expect... Mu Xiaoxiao's performance made him so disappointed.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan couldn't help but glance at Qiao Wan in front of him.

The girl stood calmly, her eyes clear.

Knowledgeable and courteous, tough and intelligent.

It is so rare to compare the two.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yan said tiredly, "Forget it, let's go here."

He often thinks these days, does Qiao Wan really care?

But this time, he didn't want to think about anything.

That's it.

It is enough for him and Qiao Wan to maintain the strangeness and politeness they are today.

"Your senior sister, I will take good care of her." Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment, then added: "Don't worry about it."

"Yes." Qiao Wan calmly saluted: "Junior remember."

This is what she wants to do.

Qiao Wan thought blankly, during this time she finally figured out how to approach Zhou Yan.

The icing on the cake is not as good as giving charcoal in the snow, and there is already Mu Xiaoxiao to act like a spoiled child.

But what she can do is what Mu Xiaoxiao can't do, for example, help Zhou Yan solve problems, accompany and comfort this man who is already physically and mentally exhausted. It's good for your physical and mental health to look at coquetry and cuteness, but if it goes on like this to help deal with the mess, even gods will be tired and bored.

Compared to this, most people value real interests, a person who can accompany them and share their responsibilities and worries.

In the process, she will find a way to get the Sword Manual of Punishing Evil that her predecessors instructed her.