"Sister Juan, are you really not going back?"
A few miles away from the "Wen Dao Academy", there is a simple but neat wooden hut on the hillside of a remote hill. The wood color of the exterior wall is still new. It was obviously just built not long ago. At this time, two people with extraordinary appearance,
The graceful beauties in white are sitting opposite each other.
The person who spoke was none other than Ning Jie, the young master who had just succeeded as the head of the "Wen Dao Academy".
The woman sitting opposite her was slightly older, and although her appearance was slightly inferior, she had more of a mature charm, and she was also charming and charming.
Surprisingly, it was Ran Sujuan who once tried to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff.
"Xiaojie, please stop trying to persuade me."
Ran Sujuan shook her head gently, and a trace of depression flashed unconsciously in her eyes, "I live well here. Even if I go back to the academy, it will only make me sad."
"Master Ran misses you very much."
Ning Jie's face was full of helplessness, knowing that this friend seemed to be easy-going, but in fact he was quite independent. Once he made up his mind, even ten cows could not pull him back, "Can you bear to let him never see your daughter?
"
"When other people's daughters get married, they won't stay with their parents."
The sadness in Ran Sujuan's eyes flashed away, but she replied calmly, "When you miss him, just go back and see him."
"Sister Juan, your stubborn temper has really not changed at all." Ning Jie shook her head and said with a bitter smile.
"Isn't it the same for you?" Ran Sujuan covered her lips and chuckled, "If we didn't have similar odors, how could we be the best friends?"
"That's right."
Ning Jie couldn't help but laugh. She was about to reach for the teacup on the table when her eyes suddenly fell on a slender figure at the bottom of the mountain through the window. Her eyes focused and she blurted out, "He lives here too?"
"
"He?" Ran Sujuan was stunned when she heard this.
"That's the 'Dark Temple' traitor." Ning Jie pointed out the window.
"You mean Mandrill?"
Ran Sujuan came to the window and looked down the mountain. Her expression became very strange and her face turned slightly red.
In his beautiful eyes, a hint of pain and sadness flashed unconsciously, "The small house at the foot of the mountain is his residence."
"You don't live together?" Ning Jie asked curiously.
"He, what does he have to do with me?" Ran Sujuan blushed immediately and retorted guiltily, "Why do we have to live together?"
"Really? It doesn't matter?"
Regarding the ambiguous relationship between Gui Mandrill and Ran Sujuan, Ning Jie had already known everything from Zhong Wen. Now seeing her denying it, she couldn't help laughing and said, "You just happen to live nearby?"
"Did Zhong Wen say something to you?" Ran Sujuan's face blushed even more. She suddenly rushed forward, took Ning Jie's shoulders and shook her gently, asking in a sweet voice, "Don't listen to his nonsense.
The boy just likes to talk nonsense!"
"Sister Juan, what is your relationship?" Ning Jie was secretly amused and suddenly asked bluntly.
"I, I...I don't know either."
Ran Sujuan froze, her head lowered, and mist appeared in the corners of her eyes, "I once saved him, and he once saved me. We have walked a long, long way together."
As she spoke, two crystal tears fell involuntarily from her eyes, sliding along her cheeks that could be broken by blows, to her smooth chin, and gathered into clear water droplets that were about to fall.
"If you were ruthless to him, how could you cry?"
Ning Jie sighed, suddenly stretched out her arms, held her close friend tenderly in her arms, and whispered in her ear, "If he was ruthless to you, how could he deliberately settle down at the foot of the mountain? You two
It is clear that the husband is in love and the concubine is interested, so why do they have to live in two separate places?"
"He, he wants to kill the saint? No matter how I try to persuade him, he refuses to stop!"
Ran Sujuan's delicate body trembled, and endless sadness surged into her heart unconsciously. Finally, she couldn't hold it back any longer, and she cried loudly in Ning Jie's arms, "It was me who persisted, and Zhong Wencai reluctantly saved his life.
Who would have thought..."
"I've heard it all."
Ning Jie caressed her back tenderly, "But he was not the one who killed Master."
"I, I know." Under the excitement, Ran Sujuan was already sobbing, "But, when I think of the saint dying at the hands of the 'Dark Temple', and he was once a disciple of the 'Dark Temple', I, I can't
..."
"He has repented and betrayed the 'Dark Temple'." Ning Jie continued to persuade, "I don't blame him anymore, so why should you be so upset?"
"I can not do it."
Ran Sujuan choked and replied, "I, I really can't overcome this hurdle in my heart."
"Silly sister, what a silly sister." Ning Jie hugged her tighter, and her eyes couldn't help but become moist. Her words were full of distress, "I always liked to be at odds with myself in the past and now."
The spring scenery gradually appeared in the mountains and forests, and the sunlight shone through the windows in the small house, illuminating the two stunning women hugging each other and crying. The picture was very beautiful and extremely touching.
I don’t know how long it took, but the two figures finally separated slowly. Ning Jie wiped the corners of her eyes emotionally, looked at the slender figure below who seemed to be pacing back and forth, and said sincerely: "Sister Juan, little sister, no matter what,
I can’t watch you torture yourself like this, you might as well leave this matter to me..."
Before she finished speaking, her water-like eyes suddenly widened, and her face was filled with astonishment, as if she had seen some incredible scene.
Seeing her like this, Ran Sujuan couldn't help but look in the direction of her gaze. At this sight, she couldn't help but slightly open her lips, with a look of surprise on her face.
I saw a white figure appearing next to Demon Mandrill at some point, waving his hands and gesticulating something to him.
The communication between the two people was obviously not smooth. As they talked, Gui Mandrill suddenly became excited and seemed to roll up his sleeves and rush forward to have a fight with the other party.
"That's... Zhong Wen?"
Ran Sujuan asked Ning Jie beside her.
"Yes, right!" Of course Ning Jie would not fail to recognize the figure of her sweetheart, but she still replied with some hesitation, "He, why is he here?"
Once the academy meeting was over, he didn't stay with me.
Instead, he ran to Sister Juan’s residence first.
Could it be that he is interested in Sister Juan...
Even though Ning Jie had a simple temper, the moment she saw her sweetheart, she still felt a little jealous and couldn't help but start thinking wildly.
However, the scene that happened next completely subverted the two women's imagination.
I saw Zhong Wen and Gui Mandrill becoming more and more noisy. With the two women's spiritual cultivation, they could faintly hear words such as "help", "benefits", "no time", "get out" floating in the air.
After arguing like this for a moment, the two men couldn't hold it back any longer, and they punched each other directly and started to move their hands.
Although Ghost Mandrill has a strong personality and extraordinary strength, he cannot compete with Zhong Wen in the end.
The boy in white raised his hand and punched the fierce man to the ground with ease.
Of course, the mandrill was not an easy person, and he quickly struggled to get up, roaring and trying to rush forward again.
However, before he could stand firm, Zhong Wen's second punch struck him again, knocking him to the ground again.
The power of this second punch was much stronger than the first punch, and it actually made a huge dent in the ground along with the ghost mandrill.
Seeing the bloody torture of the ghost mandrill, Ran Sujuan couldn't help but change her expression. She was ready to go, as if she was about to rush down the mountain at any time to dissuade Zhong Wen from stopping.
Just at this moment, the fierce and powerful ghost mandrill suddenly moved its arms slightly, his whole body was shaking violently, and he actually wanted to stand up again very tenaciously.
"boom!"
It's a pity that Zhong Wen had completely different attitudes towards men and women. Before Gui Mandrill raised his head, he punched out again, directly punching the opponent deeply into the ground, and never moved again.
Ghost Mandrill, who was known for his tenacity, was easily knocked unconscious by him with three punches and two kicks.
"Stop, stop!"
Ran Sujuan finally couldn't bear it any longer, so she scolded her, tapped her lotus feet lightly on the ground, passed through the window, and galloped down the mountain.
However, just before she could jump a few feet, she saw Zhong Wen suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the back of Gui Mandrill's neck, and lifted him up. Then he turned his head and smiled slightly in the direction of Ran Sujuan and Ning Jie.
, the dragon shadow hovered under his feet and soon disappeared without a trace.
And the ghost mandrill caught in his hand naturally disappeared without a trace.
From his appearance, to the quarrel, to the fight, to finally knocking the person unconscious and taking him away, everything happened in the blink of an eye, and the whole process did not take more than a few dozen breaths.
The foot of the mountain was deserted and deserted, except for two beautiful girls with beautiful faces, dumbfounded, looking at each other, and at the same time falling into deep confusion.
This chapter has been completed!