This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 93 Passionate but always seems ruthless

As the elder brother of Qingyun Sect, Jiang Ling was naturally accompanied by several elders. Jiang Ling was dressed in white, his brows were handsome and cold, his face was like white jade, and his thin lips were lightly pursed. .

Jiang Ling has excellent qualifications and a calm and kind personality. In the eyes of the elders, he is a genius who can be molded. In the eyes of the disciples, he is a senior brother worthy of respect and learning.

The immature faces in the audience, the eyes full of yearning and excitement for the future, each station stood straight and straight, like a little Bai Yang.

After arranging them all one by one, Jiang Ling explained some things to them.

Suddenly, I heard Qing Yunzong's bell ringing five times, the sound was clear and melodious.

Five bells ring, which means the head is out!

Master, we're out!

Then those new disciples saw the senior brother with a calm and handsome face and a calm expression, dropped the things in his hands excitedly, turned around and ran all the way.

Before they had time to ask questions, the figures had already disappeared.

"Have you heard? The head is out!"

"Oh my God! It's been ten years, and the head of the sect is finally out of the gate. Go, go, let's go and see!"

Those new disciples had already heard about Xiyu's reputation as the master, and all of them joined in the fun and followed the crowd.

……

There were not many people in the front hall, and most of them were stopped outside.

Shen Yue sat in the upper position, with white clothes and black hair tied up with a good flawless jade crown, her pale face was impossibly perfect, her eyes were covered with white gauze with golden patterns, not only did she not show any fragility Her breath, on the contrary, made her even more cold and immortal.

"Brother, have you successfully broken through?" Xinxi asked worriedly.

Shen Yue hummed lightly, and then added: "You don't need to worry."

Jiang Ling saw Shen Yue talking to Elder Ye next to him with his face sideways, his brows and eyes were still so indifferent, and his expression was still so indifferent.

Jiang Ling couldn't help taking a step forward, and called out in a daze, "Master..."

Shen Yue turned her head and nodded slightly.

Even though she knew that Shen Yue was invisible, when she turned her head around, Jiang Ling was so nervous that she didn't come, and felt like a child in a state of embarrassment.

But soon Shen Yue turned her head away again and continued to listen to Elder Ye's conversation.

The two of them were talking about the development of Qingyun Sect as before, and Jiang Ling was standing beside him, his eyes fell on Shen Yue greedily.

Shen Yue suddenly asked: "Where is Rong Hua?"

She started to understand Qing Yunzong's affairs since she left the customs, and now she realized it, why didn't she hear her little apprentice call?

Elder Ye also reacted, he glanced and saw the man standing in the corner.

He has really changed a lot in ten years.

He was wearing the uniform white Taoist uniform of Qing Yunzong, and his three-dimensional facial features carved like sharp knives exuded a cold aura, his eyes were too deep to be seen, and his brows were picturesque but extremely sharp.

But his eyes are as dark as a pool of stagnant water, which is extremely unpleasant, and it makes people feel disgusted to look at someone, because his eyes are too cold and lifeless.

If it's true, Elder Ye still dislikes Rong Hua, because he really doesn't look like a righteous person, and his personality is also gloomy.

Now that his master has left the customs, he still hides aside and does not come to visit him. What does it look like?

But he still spoke: "Rong Hua, why don't you come over?"

Rong Hua walked over silently, looking at the white-clothed fairy in front of him, his eyes were slightly loose, but he calmed down quickly.

"Master."

The very deep male voice is like the vibrating at the end of the cello. It may be due to the fact that he seldom speaks. The voice is slightly hoarse, but it is not unpleasant.

Shen Yue was stunned when she heard his voice, and she still couldn't react: "Rong Hua?"

How did her apprentice's voice become so... well manly, it used to be so cute.

Xinxi, who was standing beside Shen Yue, frowned all of a sudden, with an expression of undisguised disgust and distaste.

The tall man said blankly, "It's me."

Shen Yue pursed her bright red lips, and her cold voice softened a bit: "Come to Teacher Wei."

Rong Hua walked to her side, because Shen Yue was still sitting, so he had a somewhat condescending vision.

Elder Ye just frowned and didn't say anything.

Seeing Shen Yue's approach, Rong Hua's body stiffened instinctively, and the tip of his nose was surrounded by a familiar clean fragrance, which was faint and very nice.

It was the taste he had missed for a long time.

Ronghua's eyes deepened slightly, and he looked sideways at the hand on his shoulder. It was long and white, with delicate bones, and the blood vessels like Qingdai were extremely conspicuous, making people want to lick them.

But she only took it back after lightly touching it twice.

Shen Yue suddenly felt a little melancholy. Originally, she wanted to touch the man's head, but her height did not allow her to be willful. A few years ago, she was a little baby, but now she has grown so tall.

"Grow taller." Shen Yue said softly.

The man hummed and there was no more text.

Shen Yue also noticed his alienation and indifference, her exquisite eyebrows were slightly drawn, and she sighed in her heart, after all, she was sorry for him.

After explaining some things to several elders, Shen Yue led Rong Hua back to Ziqing Hall.

Jiang Ling watched Shen Yue leave, feeling somewhat envious of Rong Hua, if he was Master's apprentice...

Zinc Purity Hall was still deserted as before, or even more silent than before.

Shen Yue walked in front, and Rong Hua followed behind her like a shadow.

"I didn't teach you anything as a teacher, and now I give you this sword." Shen Yue turned her back to him and a sword appeared out of thin air.

Turning around, the sword in her hand was not an ordinary sword, this sword was always carried by Shen Yue, it was given to her by her master, the power of this sword is immeasurable.

The sword body is thin and weightless, with a faint cold light, and the hilt is embroidered with delicate patterns.

This sword is called Que Hua, and it is also priceless in the cultivation world, so it is extremely cherished.

Rong Hua was obviously taken aback, looked up at the fairy whose eyes were covered with a white cloth, pursed his lips, and bent down respectfully to take it with both hands.

The moment the fingertips touched each other, Rong Hua suddenly felt itchy fingertips, and his eyes dimmed.

"My disciples thank Master for his great love." The flattered and deep male voice made it impossible to hear his emotions.

In fact, Shen Yue was still somewhat uncomfortable. It was a bit strange that a cute, crying little doll suddenly became like this.

Shen Yue rested her fingertips on his forehead, probing his cultivation.

I can't say it's good, I can't say it's bad, it's just average.

The warm and cool touch made Rong Hua's eyes unconsciously fall on the person in front of him.

The pretty thin lips were pursed into a line, and the bottomless eyes were fixed on the person in front of him, with a viscous and insatiable gaze.

　I want votes I want to hold high
　　
　
(End of this chapter)