At the beginning, I accepted the Empress as a disciple, but she turned out to be a rebel disciple.

Chang'an City

, this historic imperial city should have been the most prosperous and lively place in the whole world, but at this moment it is depressed in autumn, like dead branches and leaves on ancient trees, squeezing the last vitality of the trunk, and refusing to fall.

When, when, when.

The big bell in the imperial city rang three times, and the three people wearing official uniforms and hats swam along the corridor through the city gate and gradually penetrated into the imperial palace.

The cold rain fell obliquely on the thick wall, and the mournful sound of the rain was as heavy as the expressions on their faces.

The old man at the head is already old, his eyes are chaotic, his skin is wrinkled, but his clothes are meticulous.

Suddenly, his footsteps paused slightly, looking at the winding and complicated road between the high walls, his expression solemn, and his hair was blown by the autumn breeze.

"The road to the palace, the old man has been walking for more than forty years, I remember that twenty years ago, the city gate had to be moved north, and the palace had to be smaller, white jade lions, vermilion birds hanging horns..."

The old man looked reminiscing, raised his old palm to meet the drizzle, and the cold water droplets hit the palm, and also extinguished the last bit of heat in his heart.

"Teacher..."

The two middle-aged men next to them stopped talking, afraid that disaster would come out of their mouths, and most importantly, they didn't know how to comfort the old man in front of them.

Since the failure of breaking the mysteries and entering the gods twenty years ago, the current saint's temperament has changed greatly, and since then he has no intention of taking care of the imperial government, and he indulges in the pleasures of the harem all day long, visiting immortals to seek medicine.

Ten years ago, the Holy Lord would occasionally deal with the imperial government, until five years ago, a Taoist came to Chang'an City, and the Holy Lord regarded him as the national teacher after seeing him, and since then, the government and the public have been entrusted to the national teacher...

And the holy lord never saw the courtiers, princes and concubines, and once a minister impeached the national master, he would be executed by the order of the holy lord the next day, and the emperor's will could not be questioned by others.

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, people like broken thoughts when they are old, you two don't have to care, just send it here." The old man has been in the ups and downs of officialdom in his life, with both gains and losses, but he hopes that the world will be peaceful, and the people will be able to eat and have something at dusk. Now that demon path seduces the Holy Lord, the power is in the government and the public, the world is full of demon disasters, and there is purgatory everywhere, but the Holy Lord has ignored this..."

He paused, as if he was explaining the aftermath: "If the old man can't come back, the two of you will dissociate yourself from the old man in order to protect yourself."

"Students don't dare..." The two bowed their heads and hurriedly handed over their hands.

While speaking, the old man had already passed through the long corridor, and in front of him was a majestic temple, and the old man standing in front of the hall was thin and weak, like a worm, he smiled, laughing wantonly and cheerfully, as if venting the depression in his heart.

"Sir righteousness!"

Two middle-aged men kowtow in the corridor to bid farewell to the old man.

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Xingyue Sect

, it has been several days since the first competition between the master and apprentice, and in the past few days, Su Yingmo has been painfully determined, and his cultivation has become more and more diligent, vowing that sooner or later he will take revenge and rub Luo Qian to the ground.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that she has to pull out a finger-high dictionary every night....

At night, the girl frowned while translating this broken door rule, and her resentment was comparable to that of a thousand-year-old female ghost.

Early that morning, Luo Qian woke up and found Su Yingmo sitting in front of him, the girl was sitting in a straight posture, her hands were folded on her knees, the white skirt was covered on her legs neatly, and the light outside the window fell on it, adding a layer of faint golden yarn, and her delicate calves like snow stood side by side, beautiful and dignified.

？？？

Luo Qian was startled and subconsciously lifted the quilt up.

"Why did you enter my room without permission?"

The girl sneered and pretended to be innocent: "Master didn't lock the door, and the apprentice came in." "

Oh, I see you are Pikachu's younger brother, and the skin is itching. Luo Qian's face was full of black lines, and he said seriously:

"Although our sect is cold, it should also know the law and abide by etiquette, and respect the teacher."

The girl smiled sweetly: "Then help the master change clothes, well, respect the master."

She deliberately accentuated her tone on the four words of respecting the master, as if she was a good apprentice who really cared about the master.

Luo Qian didn't eat this set, he seemed to have thought of something, and immediately looked at the copper mirror. Sure enough, I saw that the handsome face was painted with a turtle with a tongue out.

"You really respect the teacher!" Luo Qian smiled angrily.

He turned around but found that Su Yingmo had already run away, and a smiling voice came from outside the door: "Master might as well sleep more, the apprentice should go and prepare lunch for you." The

sleeping big white bird was woken up by this movement, and when it saw the turtle on Luo Qian's face, it couldn't help but be stunned, and then rolled up with laughter, flapping its round belly with its wings.

"Does it look good?" Luo Qian said coldly, walking towards Yiyi step by step.

"Huh?"

"Tweet !!"

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By the back mountain stream, the clear stream water gurgled, washing away the sediment and gravel, and also rolled some fish and shrimp out of the depths.

Luo Qian sat on a rock, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, a thin line hooked one end of the pole, and the other end of the line went deep into the water. A bonfire was built next to him, on which a cleanly treated hare was set up with a wooden stick, and tongues of fire danced. Soon, the tempting smell of meat wafted by the stream.

Su Yingmo sat on the other side of the campfire, wrinkling her lips aggrievedly, looking worried, she was holding her knees with her hands and facing Luo Qian, her hair falling as if covering the fox head outlined by the inconspicuous pen and ink on her face.

She secretly regretted in her heart, complaining about her momentary passion, forgetting that she was not Luo Qian's opponent now.

At that time, she just wanted to smile up to the sky after escaping, but before she could laugh, Luo Qian chased her from behind and arrested her like a prisoner.

Then, the girl was angry, but she was pinned to her lap by the master and drew a lifelike fox head on her cheek, and she was not allowed to wash it off, otherwise she would draw a bigger one next time.

Su Yingmo was forced by Luo Qian's obscenity, and could only be secretly angry, cursing him in his heart that he would be empty when fishing, and that he would lose his hair in the year of standing.

Why can't you beat it?

The girl pursed her lips, puzzled, obviously she had become so stronger...

"I'm still angry, don't you see I didn't wipe it off." Luo Qian was secretly amused, and he pointed to the turtle that Su Yingmo drew last night on his face.

Su Yingmo puffed out his cheeks and pointed to the fox avatar breathlessly: "Then you can't be like this, I'm like a fox spirit?"

"Realistic." Luo Qian said.

Su Yingmo was even more angry, she bit her red lips and turned her back again.

"You're not to blame yet." Luo Qian said, he cut off a piece of oily rabbit meat and sent it to his mouth, "The master's craft is unique in the world, don't you taste it?"

Su Yingmo turned around, took advantage of Luo Qian's lack of attention, directly ransacked the entire rabbit, and hid to the side to eat happily.

Luo Qian was shocked.

He was about to chase, but the whole mountain suddenly darkened, the light seemed to be deprived, and the dark sea of clouds obscured everything.

In the pitch darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he smelled a hint of mountain rain.

"Master?"

The girl put down the rabbit meat in her hand and called softly.

"Well, I'm in."