After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 165|Return to Kunshan (6)

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Zhou Yan paused and changed his question: "Who is this person?"

Zhou Yan asked about the palm that shattered all her muscles and bones.

Qiao Wan remained silent.

"Even if this person treats you like this," Zhou Yan looked at her quietly, "you still don't want to tell me and let me help you take revenge?"

Qiao Wan still remained silent.

Under this awkward atmosphere, Zhou Yan lowered his eyes and said, "That's all, have a good rest. I'll come back to you later."

After Zhou Yan left, Qiao Wan was left alone in Yuqing Palace.

After Qiao Wan lay on the bed for a while, she turned over and got out of bed.

Yuqing Palace has not changed much from before she left. There are patches of peach blossoms blooming outside the corridor. Walking along the way, you can see the clouds steaming and glowing from a distance.

As soon as he went out, Qiao Wan bumped into Xiao Song.

Since Xiaosong was taking care of her during the two days when she was sleeping, Xiao Daotong did not show any surprise when he saw her.

Qiao Wan walked around for a long time, but didn't see the familiar skinny sick beauty.

Logically speaking, after she returned to the mountain, the senior brother must go up the mountain to see her. Not seeing the senior brother, Qiao Wan felt a little guilty and asked uneasily: "Where is Daoist Brother Lu?"

"Elder brother went down the mountain some time ago and has not returned yet."

As soon as he said this, Qiao Wan let out a long sigh of relief silently, and sat down on the corridor with Xiao Song.

"Senior Sister Qiao." Xiao Daotong glanced at Qiao Wan hesitantly, "What is going on at the foot of your mountain?"

"What's going on?"

"This jade slip is so noisy, here, you can see for yourself."

Take it and take a look.

Hmm...

Qiao Wan calmly closed the jade slip and said, "That's probably what happened."

At this moment, a familiar soft voice suddenly came from behind.

Qiao Wan and Xiao Song turned around to look.

Xiao Song quickly stood up and saluted: "Senior Sister Mu!"

Mu Xiaoxiao was wearing a thin blue gauze skirt, standing in the corridor, looking at Qiao Wan, he seemed to hesitate for a second, but still raised a smile.

"Junior sister Qiao, it turns out you are here, making it easy for me to find you."

"Master asked me to take you to see him."

Qiao Wan hesitated for a second, then said hello: "Miss Mu."

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't care about the problem with Qiao Wan's title, and asked softly: "Junior sister, can you go back with me?"

Qiao Wan glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao quietly.

As a female supporting character in a book, she was indeed born for Mu Xiaoxiao.

Although being used as a substitute was all because of Mu Xiaoxiao, which was also the origin of her tragedy, in the final analysis, this was a private matter between her and Zhou Yan and had nothing to do with Mu Xiaoxiao. For so long, she There was no direct conflict with Mu Xiaoxiao.

After thinking about it, Qiao Wan followed Mu Xiaoxiao obediently, trying not to embarrass the girl in front of her.

The peach blossoms outside the corridor remain unbeatable all year round, with many petals swirling gently and falling on the corners of the girl's light-colored skirt.

During the whole journey, Mu Xiaoxiao whispered: "Actually, Master has been blaming himself since you came down from the mountain, junior sister."

"Master's character, junior sister, you don't know. It's not easy to reach the peak of swordsmanship. Master... is too lonely. Over the past few hundred years, he only has swords, and he has forgotten how to get along with others.

Perhaps Master is a bit tough in dealing with others and does not put himself in others' shoes, but I believe that Master also has you, me and senior brother in his heart. Master has taken on three of us as disciples over the past few hundred years. ”

"I hope, Junior Sister, you can forgive Master."

Mu Xiaoxiao paused and glanced at the peach blossoms on the corridor, "Our Yuqing Peak sect is reunited. I think senior brother will be happy too."

Hearing this, Qiao Wan was a little confused.

The girl blinked her eyes like a young deer, with obvious hope and expectation in her eyes.

But she is not Pei Chunzheng, and she will not change her mind just because of Mu Xiaoxiao's few words.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips: "That's you, not me."

From beginning to end, there were only Zhou Yan, Mu Xiaoxiao and... Lu Bihan.

As if he didn't expect Qiao Wan to refuse so simply, Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and was blocked before he could say anything.

"Even if you, junior sister, are unwilling to forgive Master, you still have your friends in Kunshan."

After a slight hesitation, Mu Xiaoxiao clenched her fingers uneasily: "Brothers and sisters, I miss you too. If you are willing, junior sister, I can also introduce my friend to you. We will practice together in the future. Is it better for those people to mix together?"

As he spoke, he had already arrived at Zhou Yan's cave.

Compared with Zhou Yan's usually deserted cave, there were quite a few Kunshan disciples standing here today, both men and women, looking respectfully at Zhou Yan, who was sitting in the main seat.

This posture... seems to be in class?

As soon as they noticed the movement at the door, all the Kunshan disciples turned their heads.

Qiao Wan was immediately bathed in the awkward and thoughtful gazes of this group of young girls.

There was all kinds of curiosity and excitement in those eyes.

Mu Xiaoxiao: "These are all disciples of Uncle Xuanzhong."

Qiao Wan has heard of Master Xuanzhong. Back in the Discipline Hall, Elder Xuanzhong voted "no" regarding her thirty-year punishment. Although Qiao Wan had not had any contact with Elder Xuanzhong, she still remembered Elder Xuanzhong's appearance. Bai He has a long beard and gentle eyebrows, which is very consistent with ordinary people's imagination of immortals.

Mu Xiaoxiao explained: "Uncle Xuanzhong went into seclusion and entrusted his disciples to the master's guidance and care for a period of time."

Zhou Yan sat in the main seat with a deep voice.

After catching a glimpse of Mu Xiaoxiao, Zhou Yan nodded slightly and said, "Smile."

Paused.

"Wan'er."

Mu Xiaoxiao took a step back and said with a smile: "Master, I have brought my junior sister here."

Zhou Yan's eyes fell on Qiao Wan, he lowered his eyes and didn't look any further.

As soon as Qiao Wan arrived, the thoughts of the Xuanzhong disciples who were still paying attention to class couldn't help but start to wander all the way.

This is Qiao Wan! !

Is Qiao Wan really back? ! And it doesn't look as miserable as the jade slip says?

The following movement could not be hidden from Zhou Yan, who was sitting in the main seat.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes and emphasized his tone slowly, "Do you remember the sword technique I just said?"

All the Xuan disciples suddenly came to their senses, their expressions were solemn, and they nodded one after another.

Since he had nothing to do here for a while, Qiao Wan stood at the door, thinking silently in a daze.

It was not her intention to return to Kunshan, but now that she is back, should she try to win the Red Fire Golden Fetus? The current situation was obviously not the time to dwell on these matters. Cen Qingyou and Buping Academy still had many things waiting for her to resolve.

Qiao Wan felt a slight headache when she thought of this.

On the main seat, the man's voice suddenly stopped.

"Wan'er."

"Wan'er?"

The girl stood quietly at the door, her eyes half lowered, as if she was thinking about something, lost in thought.

Zhou Yan's heart tightened, and the hands in his sleeves tightened quietly.

In the past thirty years, he rarely gave Qiao Wan guidance and never shouldered the responsibility of a master. Instead, Lu Bihan played the role of master for him. In fact, Zhou Yan also knew that Qiao Wan admired him. Every time he stepped down from the platform and gave her personal guidance, her eyes would shine.

After more than thirty years, he has not cared about Qiao Wan as much as he has given advice to other Kunshan disciples. Later, he did something wrong, but he was always conceited and unwilling to bow his head.

Now that he was finally willing to lower his head, he suddenly realized that his apprentice, who had admired him since childhood, had never looked in his direction.

The hands in Zhou Yan’s sleeves tightened again and again.

Mu Xiaoxiao tugged at the corner of Qiao Wan's clothes and said worriedly: "Junior sister, what are you thinking about? Master is calling you."

Qiao Wan suddenly came back to her senses and realized that at some point, all the disciples of Master Xuanzhong had taken a step back and looked at the three masters and apprentices curiously.

Looking up, he met Zhou Yan's cold eyes.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, his eyes cold and clear, showing no emotion: "Come forward."

Qiao Wan walked forward calmly.

Zhou Yan reached out and slapped Qiao Wan on the shoulder: "You have suffered at the foot of the mountain these days. In the next period of time, I will personally educate you. Let me see your current cultivation."

A stream of heat penetrated into the shoulders along the skin.

Qiao Wan felt something unexpected in her heart and subconsciously avoided Zhou Yan's hand.

Zhou Yan's hand just remained in an awkward posture, stopping stiffly in mid-air.

The air seems to be solid.

After half a second, the man finally moved again, his fingers sliding down his shoulders and tightly holding Qiao Wan's arm.

In fact, Qiao Wan didn't expect that she would be so resistant. Just as Zhou Yang held her arm, he reflexively cast out the Wuxiang Jue. At the same time, he accumulated energy in his other palm and shot out the light. Infinitely.

Demon Emperor Jia Ying? !

Zhou Yan was shocked.

The move Qiao Wan used actually had the shadow of Demon Emperor Jia Ying? !

Although I have never fought against Jia Ying, I can still tell that this is the Demon King's skill.

Where did Qiao Wan learn the Demon King's Kung Fu? !

In a daze, Qiao Wan's palm had already hit her chest.

As soon as Zhou Yan accidentally noticed that his palm was right at the center of his mouth, he was shocked and took a step back.

Mu Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "Master!!"

No one expected that Qiao Wanhui would suddenly take action, and all the Xuanzhong disciples were stunned.

"Real person?!"

"Stop!"

React and immediately go over to stop him.

Zhou Yan motioned for others to step back.

Qiao Wan jumped back and kicked up the jade pillar in the palace.

All of this happened in a flash of lightning. The girl's figure was clean and tidy, the bow tie on her head raised a pale pink arc, but her dark eyes were as fierce and calm as a wolf cub. A ray of cold light shot out.

His whole body was "hanging" on the pillar. Qiao Wan looked at Zhou Yan with a blank expression in front of him.

"I am not Miss Mu."

"I have the ability to protect myself, and I don't need your guidance."

Zhou Yan's heart was filled with grief, his throat felt sweet, and he choked out a mouthful of scarlet blood foam.

*

Kunshan Canteen.

The dining hall has always been a great place for students at home and abroad to gossip.

At this moment, a familiar tall figure suddenly walked through the door. The young man had a beautiful face, clear eyebrows, and a ponytail hanging behind his tight waist. Even in the crowded dining hall, this face was still very charming. Eye-catching.

Pei Chun fights! !

A group of Kunshan disciples held the rice trays in tacit agreement and took a step back.

In the panic, someone’s unlucky jade slip slipped out from his waist.

Impartially, it landed right at the young man’s feet.

So, this line of ink characters on the jade slip directly caught the young man's eyes in a simple and crude way.

Pei Chunzheng bent down to pick up the jade slip's hand, paused slightly, and did not move for a long time.

All the Kunshan disciples exchanged anxious glances.

What's going on? At least give me a reaction?

Whose jade slip is it? Go pick it up quickly!

In this suffocating silence, a young junior sister with a red face finally stood out from the crowd. She weakly raised her hand, "Pei...Senior Brother Pei, this is my jade slip."

My heart seemed to be clenched tightly by something, and a strange and shuddering astringency filled my heart. The young man opened his delicate peach blossom eyes, and there was a rare trace of imperceptible confusion in his eyes. , the cinnabar on his forehead flashed a red light.

Qiao Wan...is back?