Not long after Bai Shulu left, someone came to visit him again.

Yu Ling looked at this mysterious man wrapped in a black robe. Before he could speak, he threw a jade bottle over and said, "This is the flower dew of the Thousand Years of Dreams and Flowers. Even if it was caused by the Darkening Technique,

The damage should be able to be recovered quickly."

Qu Liang hurriedly caught the jade bottle and was speechless for a while. It took him a long time to say: "You... what do you mean?"

"Then what do you mean by coming to me?" Yu Ling asked.

Qu Liang opened his mouth, but he couldn't squeeze out a single word from the pile of words he had organized earlier. He didn't expect Yu Ling to return to the clan for so long, and completely ignored him, as if he didn't notice at all.

His presence made Qu Liang extremely uneasy, not knowing how to face this old friend who was neither an enemy nor a friend.

As if sensing Qu Liang's difficulty in speaking, Yu Ling said for him: "Want to leave?"

Qu Liang said cautiously: "I...I still have family members. I heard that my mother is seriously ill. I want to go back and have a look...I will definitely come back immediately after the matter is over."

The domineering and domineering young man in the past has long been worn away. Especially after that series of events, Yuling has become his most feared nightmare. Qu Liang is afraid that if he says a word wrong, he will be destroyed.

disaster.

"What's the disease?" Yu Ling asked casually.

Qu Liang begged a little: "It's because the inner wounds from the past have recurred. This time it's particularly serious. I really want to go back and see my mother one last time..."

Seeing Yu Ling sitting there seemingly indifferent, Qu Liang gritted his teeth and bent his knees to kneel down.

But he didn't kneel down because Yu Ling threw him another small bottle and said lightly: "It's not that the hidden injury can't be cured if it recurs. This is still a bottle of Mengyu Flower Dew. You can take it home and try it."

Qu Liang was at a loss as he held two jade bottles. Although he didn't know how precious Mengyu Flower Dew was, but since Yu Ling said so, it must be a rare and valuable spiritual object. But doesn't this make sense?

Even if Yu Ling needs him to continue to work hard, there is no need to pay such a high price to buy a Tongxuan cultivator.

Before Qu Liang could come to his senses, Yu Ling added: "You don't have to come here again if you go back."

"Ah?" Qu Liang was a little confused.

Yu Ling had already released her spiritual oath from Qu Liang and said calmly: "You have done what I asked you to do, and now you are free. If you have time, it would be good to spend more time with your family, right?"

Qu Liang opened his eyes wide in shock and said in disbelief: "You, you mean, I can leave?"

"Well, what's the problem?"

Qu Liang stared at Yu Ling blankly for a few seconds. It was difficult to describe the complicated emotions at this moment. It was obvious that his current downfall was largely caused by Yu Ling, but going back further, it was not because he was fine.

look for a job?

So he had to admit that no matter how mixed his mood was at the moment, he still felt a hint of genuine gratitude.

The old grudges that started during the spring outing in Mingyuan Mountain seem to have faded away over the past two years.

Qu Liang lowered his head and was silent for a while, and finally said thank you softly, then carefully put the two jade bottles into the spiritual ring, and quietly exited the door.

Finally, I can go home.

It's good to spend more time with your family.

…

More than a month later, Daoling Sect has returned to its normal development track. The entire sect is in order, and the elders and disciples are doing their own thing, creating a good atmosphere of prosperity and progress.

Perhaps the only thing that is still in a bleak state is the operation of Lingyun Pavilion. Since the states in Huayu are already in chaos, Lingyun Pavilion is under the influence of various local sects and families in a foreign country where the power of Daoling Sect is difficult to reach.

They were squeezed out and suppressed, and there was really not much money to be made in the Thirteen Prefectures of Nanming. As a result, a group of subordinates who followed Gong Ningshui were listless all day long, looking at the account books and getting worried.

Gong Ningshui, who should be the most stressed, is the most relaxed, as if she has completely given up on the business of Lingyun Pavilion. She is so leisurely in Daoling Sect every day, and occasionally meeting the sect leader is her biggest surprise.

It's not that she is careless, but Yu Ling has already said that the depressed situation in Lingyun Pavilion will only be a short-term phenomenon, and everything will be back on track in three months at most.

Because from now on, wherever Dao Lingzong attacks, that's where the Lingyun Pavilion branch will reach.

It's rare to see the sect leader look so serious, as if once he becomes serious, there is nothing he can't do.

Therefore, in the past two months, even though the Daoling Sect seemed extremely quiet and did not continue to retaliate against the three states of Xunyang, Gong Ningshui was not worried at all, because countless experiences have proven that it is better to doubt one's own judgment than to doubt the sect leader.

Because in the end he is always right.

Counting the time, Zhong Nanhe seems to be arriving soon...

Thinking of this extremely disgusting Huazun cultivator who has been stalking her, Gong Ningshui is not disgusted at all now, but has some sympathy and pity for his future fate.

Because what Zhong Nanhe is about to face is the sect leader.

Gong Ningshui trimmed the flowers unconsciously, and a smile appeared on her face involuntarily, but as she smiled, she suddenly felt that she was a bit of a girlish nympho, especially when she believed in the sect master completely and unconditionally. How could this look like someone of her age?

What should a person be like?

Looking at her reflection on the clear lake, Gong Ningshui couldn't help but feel a little worried. In a few months, she would be twenty-seven. Although she had no wrinkles due to good maintenance, she was still not as beautiful as a young girl.

This kind of youthful and exuberant person is full of vitality. Could it be that because she is too old, the sect master has no feelings for her from beginning to end?

Gong Ningshui put down the scissors, held her chin and looked at her reflection in a daze, until a rich male voice sounded not far behind her: "Master Gong Pavilion, I have been looking for you for a long time, so you are here!"

"What's wrong?" Gong Ningshui stopped all her thoughts in an instant, stood up and took a look, but she saw Qin Feng with a solemn face.

Qin Feng said with a bit of laughter and tears: "I mean, Master of the Palace, you are really on vacation, and you don't hear what is going on outside the window. Someone just made trouble at the gate of the sect, and left early before the masters could rush over, leaving only one person behind.

Please give this letter to the sect leader."

"Zhong Nanhe?" Gong Ningshui could only guess this way.

"It shouldn't be Zhong Nanhe himself, but the content of the letter is indeed the same. He is quite arrogant. He directly named the sect leader and asked him to go to the top of Mount Hemen in three days and challenge him one on one. Whoever loses will get out.

.At the end, he also said that if the sect master doesn’t go, he will defeat Dao Ling Sect and personally come and take away his woman.”

Gong Ningshui was not angry at all, but just sneered: "This person has always behaved like this. He thinks he is very elegant, but in fact he is just coquettish."

Qin Feng suppressed a smile and said: "Pavilion Master, you are too reserved. The sect leader's evaluation is just two words: mentally retarded."

Gong Ningshui couldn't help but smile: "Well, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Originally, I was worried that you would be angry for this kind of rubbish in vain. It seems that I underestimated your ability to accept it." Tan Feng saw that she was not angry at all, so he spread his hands and said.

Gong Ningshui said calmly: "I never get angry with the dead or dying people."

"The lord of the sect is ready to turn the mentally retarded into dead people."

Gong Ningshui nodded and said: "However, although Zhong Nanhe is a bit coquettish, his cultivation is genuine, and he is not really stupid. It is impossible for him not to know that the sect master is also a master of transformation. Since he is still so arrogant, I am afraid it is another person."

There is something to rely on.”

"...But Master of the Palace, you don't seem worried at all."
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