They couldn't even imagine how severe punishment they would receive after returning to the sect for causing such a big incident.
Regardless of any sect, in the face of great rights and wrongs, sectarian interests are above all else.
The atmosphere in the lobby dropped to freezing point. Even Lin Chuhan, an eccentric girl, did not dare to touch Fang Qiumei's tiger beard at this time.
After a while of silence, Fang Qiumei spoke up: "The Qianlong Competition is about to start. Let's remember this matter for now. When we return to the sect and deal with it according to the sect's rules, you are simply too lawless. Isn't it clear that the current Nan
The capital city has gathered countless warriors from all over the land of Kyushu, from all sects and sects, with three religions and nine streams, a mixture of fish and dragons. Do you think that just because you are a disciple of Xuanyin Pavilion, you can do whatever you want?"
"Today you are being plotted against me. Even if I teach you a lesson, please be honest. I don't want you all to have missing arms and legs when I go back. It will be embarrassing to tell you!" Fang Qiumei scolded sternly, the elder's majesty was clearly revealed.
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Lin Chuhan and Yang Qiong, several Xuanyin Pavilion disciples, quickly bowed and nodded: "Yes, Dharma protector elder, disciples, please remember your teachings!"
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back and rest! Those who are injured should go to Elder Lingxue for treatment!" After Fang Qiumei vented his anger, his face looked better. After giving these instructions, he led the two
The swordsman left.
"Phew, I was scared to death!" After seeing the guardian elder leave, Lin Chuhan patted his chest, which was beginning to take shape, with a look of fear on his face.
Li Mengjun said angrily: "You girl, you just can't calm down. It's so chaotic outside, and you still run around. This Jinling County is not under the jurisdiction of our Xuanyin Pavilion. When you walk outside, try to keep a low profile, it won't do you any harm.
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"Isn't it busy outside? Normally, there would be no chance like this!" Lin Chuhan hugged Li Mengjun's slender arm and said with a naive smile.
Li Mengjun was speechless about this.
"By the way, you said before that a young man rescued you. Do you know that person?"
"I don't know!" Yang Qiong shook his head and said.
"But he is very handsome!" said a Xuanyin Pavilion disciple named Ouyang. She was almost disfigured before. If Lu Chen hadn't taken action, her life would have been over. Among their group of disciples, she was probably the most grateful to Lu Chen.
Of course it was the most profound impression.
"Well, he's so handsome!" Another Xuanyin Pavilion disciple also echoed, his eyes shining brightly, full of admiration.
Li Mengjun looked at them speechlessly: "You idiots, can you say something else?"
Handsome? Is it useful if a man is handsome? Embroidered pillows are of no use. Besides, with Li Mengjun’s vision, she has seen many elegant young talents, and the talented disciples who admire her can surround Nandu City
Form a long queue.
But who has ever seen Li Mengjun, who is known as the most beautiful person in the world, smile at someone?
Lin Chuhan stretched out his hands to gesture, and explained with a dance: "Senior Sister, I forgot to tell you, this person is really powerful. You don't know how scary the scene was when Senior Sister and the others were plotted against.
, I almost burst into tears. The young man suddenly rushed in and knocked those guys down in two or three blows. It was so powerful. Then, he lowered his head and glanced at the senior sisters. He instantly judged what kind of poison the senior sisters had been poisoned, turned around and ran
The drug store grabbed a few herbs, mixed them well, and applied them on the wounds of the senior sisters. The effect was immediate, it was simply miraculous!"
"Oh, this man is also proficient in medical skills!" Li Mengjun glanced at Yang Qiong and the others' injuries that had mostly healed, and a look of surprise appeared in his beautiful eyes.
"Well, this person is not only proficient in medical skills, but also has extraordinary skills. That's not enough. The key person is also so handsome and handsome, a thousand times better than that Luo Ziwen. God, I'm going to faint. No, help me!"
Lin Chuhan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and kept exaggerating praises. As he spoke, he even pretended to fall to the side. Yang Qiong and the others hurriedly supported him, which was really hilarious.
When Li Mengjun saw this, he couldn't laugh or cry. This girl was so weird that she could say these words. She couldn't be a nymphomaniac.
However, what is the origin of this mysterious young man who suddenly appeared and made her fellow disciples and sisters confused? Is that person really that good?
Maybe, this person is also a genius disciple of the eight major sects. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be curious. This was the first time she heard people around her praise a young man at the same time.
As night falls, the bright moon rises in the sky.
In the courtyard of the manor, in an ancient wing room, the lights were brightly lit, and a strange ice-blue sword was placed on the table. Li Mengjun strolled to the window, stretched out his slender white hands and gently pushed the window open.
, the charming moonlight poured down, coating her beautiful and delicate face with a dreamy silver light, like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and her beauty was breathtaking.
All thoughts were silent, and in this intoxicating moonlight, a dust-laden memory quietly unraveled in Li Mengjun's heart.
Her beautiful eyes like autumn water looked at the silver moon hanging in the sky, as if they had traveled through time and space, and pictures from the past passed through her mind clearly like fleeting shadows.
Time flies, and it has been five years.
Not only have the experiences in the Shuang Cities not faded away as time goes by, but they are like old wine buried in the soil, with the flavor getting stronger and stronger, as if they are still fresh in our minds.
That day was also a moonlit night like today. In the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the palace of the Lord of Wushuang City, a playboy named Lu Lingfeng boldly proposed marriage to her father.
At that time, Li Mengjun was arrogant and arrogant. How could he look down on a playboy who only wanted to have fun? So he ruthlessly rejected him at that time.
Unexpectedly, the other party was so persistent that she clung to her father, which made Li Mengjun very angry.
Li Mengjun then said some heroic words, saying that her husband in this life will be a hero who is indomitable, with unparalleled martial arts skills and won the applause of everyone, and will never marry an ignorant and slutty young man.
The young man named Lu Lingfeng not only did not flinch when he was greatly humiliated, but he made a righteous bet with her that in five years, he would definitely fulfill her request with a strong heart.
But five years have passed, and the young man who once swore an oath in front of him has still not shown up.
Is he going to break his promise? Or has he given up?
She will never forget that tragic night, when she was assassinated, the young man rushed to protect her regardless of his own safety, but his arm was cut off.
Blood dripped down, blurring her eyes.
For her, there are only eight words to describe that scene. It is unforgettable and will never be forgotten!
In the past five years, Li Mengjun spent every night in missing and worrying.
Every night, she wonders in her mind whether the boy whose arm was cut off because of her escaped when the "Seven Kills" wiped out his family.
If he is still alive, why doesn't he come to find me?
Over the years, Li Mengjun has been practicing in Xuanyin Pavilion and constantly improving his strength. In private, he has been sending people to inquire about the other party.
But since that day, Lu Lingfeng seemed to have disappeared from this world, and no news was heard from him again.
Since then, a young man has lived in Li Mengjun's heart, and no one can replace him.
