The bright moon was hanging high, and Tong Yan, who was walking back under the moonlight, saw a figure outside Luohua Hall drinking alone against the moon.
The night wind was lingering, and the clothes were flying, bringing with it a sense of mistiness and tranquility.
She came and sat down next to the man, glanced at the wine bottle he was holding, and wondered what was so good about the wine.
"Master, why are you drinking here alone?" She was at a loss for words.
When he knew someone was sitting next to him, Shang Xun didn't turn his head and looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky without saying a word.
After a while, he said casually: "Have you had a lot of fun these days?"
First she went to fight, and then she participated in the sect competition. She went down to the peak at dawn and came back in the evening. Why didn't she like to go out so much before?
Tong Yan probably guessed that he was referring to the incident with the Chai family. Elder Chai's lineage was very powerful and he had always been arrogant and arrogant in the sect. She just killed one of them. It was hard for the Chai family to say anything on the surface, but secretly they might say so.
Come and find me.
After all, it was better to trouble Shang Xun to give her the full details.
However, after observing the master's expression, there seemed to be no displeasure. Tong Yan felt relieved. Because he didn't like Elder Chai and others in his heart, he had no intention of hiding it when facing Shang Xun. He said angrily: "Between our disciples.
It's just a conflict between us, why should Elder Chai still report him and accuse him?"
"He still knows how to save face." Shang Xun couldn't help but laugh when he thought of how Elder Chai had a donkey face recently and used the opportunity to criticize Huai in front of him for trivial matters.
I'm afraid that Chai Sheng's defeat at Tong Yan's hands really hit their lungs.
The power held by the Chai family is great, but the qualifications and strength of the new disciples have been inferior to each other for hundreds of years. If it were not for the support of Elder Chai in the late Nascent Soul stage, the power that has developed over the years would have become entangled with the sect.
The Chai family has long been reduced to a second-rate family.
There is no talented descendant who can take over the Chai family, which is what the entire Chai family, including Elder Chai, is most anxious about.
Amid the long-awaited expectations of everyone in the Chai family, Chai Sheng finally appeared in the past hundred years. Regardless of his talent and temperament, he was an excellent candidate for the next position in power.
They responded with great expectations, carefully cultivated and worked hard, and Chai Sheng lived up to expectations and gave them everything they had long expected.
But no one expected that a girl would suddenly appear and knock him down.
Shang Xun smiled and ruffled the girl's hair, "I have taught you all these years in vain."
Tong Yan screamed in dissatisfaction, "My hair is messed up. My hair is messed up. Master, please stop!"
Shang Xun withdrew his hand without hesitation. Looking at Tong Yan struggling to fix his hair, Shang Xun suddenly remembered that Tong Yan had been wearing the same bun.
Other girls' families don't change their hairstyle every day, but his family's is different. It's as simple as it can be, wearing the same hairstyle every day for ten years.
Shang Xun came over, looked at Tong Yan's combed hair for a long time, and asked with a strange expression, "Disciple, don't you know how to comb other hairstyles?"
"..." Tong Yan's hand holding his face slipped. It's hard to break it, do you understand?
After seeing her reaction, Shang Xun looked at her with a look that was true. After thinking for a moment, he put down the wine bottle and stretched out his hand.
"Come here and let me try it."
"?" Tong Yan slowly put a question mark on his head and asked uncertainly: "Master, are you serious?"
Combing women's hair is such a difficult task, but it's a skill that even a real woman like her can't master.
"You'll know after you try it." Shang Xun was determined to try, but Tong Yan's suspicious eyes couldn't stop him.
Facing his stubborn gaze, Tong Yan felt that it was better not to argue with drunk people. If it wasn't just combing her hair, it was a trivial matter, and she would just treat it as playing with her big friends.
She spread out her newly combed hair, covered her back with black hair, and sat next to Shang Xun, "Be gentle."
The hair was fluttering in the wind, and a few strands drifted onto Shang Xunli's face. At the same time, the fragrance of the woman's hair lingered on the tip of her nose.
The slight itching on his face gradually brought Shang Xun back to his senses, and he sobered up a bit from his drunken state. Looking at Tong Yan sitting in front of him, Shang Xun felt relaxed for a long time, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.
The atmosphere just now was so good and the scene was so familiar that for a moment he thought he was still in another world. Perhaps he wanted to confirm if she was really around, so he called someone over just because of a strange thought.
"Sure enough, Master, you don't know how to comb your hair, right?" Tong Yan, who had not waited for Shang Xun to make a move for a long time, thinking that he had no idea what to do, turned her head arrogantly and suddenly met Shang Xun's eyes, not missing his brief distraction.
As soon as a look of doubt appeared in her eyes, Shang Xun spoke, "Turn around, I've already figured out what hairstyle to wear."
It turned out that he was thinking about this problem just now. Tong Yan turned around obediently. Something slipped through his mind, but he couldn't catch it. His brows frowned subconsciously.
From behind, Shang Xun stared at the back of Tong Yan's head for a moment, stretched out his hands, gently held her long hair scattered on her back, and combed it again and again, with a seriousness in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
Now that she is in front of her, there is no reason to let her go. What she once wanted to do but didn't do can be made up for by changing the time and place.
Xiaoyan, do you know what the reunion means?
It doesn’t just mean we’ll see each other again now…
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The sect competition is finally coming to an end.
Xiao Lou and He Zhan were both going to attend the foundation-building finals in the afternoon, so there was no reason for her not to go and watch.
She found a seat with the best view and sat down, eating melon seeds and patiently waiting for He Zhan's game. As for Jiang Shixing who insisted on sitting next to her, she thought he was dead first.
On the stage closest to her, the contestants were already being summoned to come on stage.
"No. 921 He Zhan, versus No. 127 Liang Li!" As he finished speaking, He Zhan slowly walked onto the stage and smiled slightly when he saw Tong Yan sitting in the audience seat opposite.
The stage next door happened to have a new group of disciples, "No. 223 Zhang Wang, versus No. 1430, He Zhaoyu!"
He Zhan suddenly heard this long-awaited name. He Zhan paused for a moment and then his eyes were startled. He quickly calmed down his strange emotions and looked at the next stage. A young man with a clear face appeared in his field of vision.
The young man seemed to sense something and looked over here. The two eyes met in the air. After a few breaths, the young man suddenly smiled at him, looked away as if nothing had happened, and started talking to his opponent.
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He Zhan lowered his gaze, his eyes covered by eyelashes filled with surprise and disbelief. He was still alive! He had also entered the sect!
He Zhaoyu, his half-brother. He left with the couple who temporarily took them in many years ago. He thought that even if he didn't die, they would never see each other again in this life, but he didn't expect...
The words "game start" sounded next to him. He Zhan took a deep breath to adjust his emotions as quickly as possible and calm down for the game.
So what if He Zhaoyu comes to the Mosha Sect? He was timid back then and asked others to take him away. Although he guided and contributed to the situation, he can only blame himself for being stupid!
After looking away, the smile on the corner of He Zhaoyu's mouth became a little deeper. "Good brother", are you happy to see your younger brother again? Isn't it a surprise?
He casually glanced at Tong Yan in the audience. The smile on his face gradually deepened, but his eyes were extremely gloomy. Everything he had now should be his own!
He Zhaoyu's hand slid across his abdomen inadvertently, and his bright smile gradually became colder.
Thanks to him, the sword strike in his childhood did not kill him, but it injured his Dantian, which later hindered his cultivation and made his progress slow.
At that time, he was unconscious after being injured, but he also vaguely knew that someone had saved him. When he woke up again, he was in a strange yard.
At that time, he was not sure whether the person who saved him would come back. He Zhan looked at him fiercely and lied to him that his benefactor would not come back after leaving, while grabbing the stool with the intention of continuing to kill him.
He was frightened at that time and did not dare to stay with a person who wanted to kill him and had a criminal record. He found valuable things on his body and asked the couple to take him away.
Unexpectedly, they were caught by a group of men in black before they left the city gate. The men in black took him back to their lair, and then his nightmare began.