After a while, Zhao Yun came out of the guest room and asked, "Master, what do you want me to do now?"
The lake-blue Daoist robe was simple in color without any embellishments. It was natural and contained the essence of three talents. It matched Zhao Yun's beautiful body perfectly. Zhao Yun's handsome and fair face was complemented by the Daoist robe, making her look even more valiant and refreshing.
Her appearance was as beautiful as a virgin's, but her temperament was as masculine as a hero's. The two polar opposites were perfectly united on Zhao Yun.
Ling Ye Lai's eyes lit up. Master's Daoist robe was worn by Zhao Yun. It was both familiar and unfamiliar. Her mind was in a trance, and her thoughts seemed to return to the first time she saw Master. She acted as if she didn't hear Zhao Yun's words.
Zhao Yun stood in front of her beautiful body. Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, she asked tentatively, "Master?"
Ling Ye Lai suddenly woke up and realized that she had lost her composure. She felt embarrassed, but her expression was indifferent. She said, "Hui Ming, I was just thinking about the matter of you bearing a blood feud. Since you are the successor of my Green Lotus Sect, it is only right for me to do it for you. However, I know that you are proud and arrogant. You definitely won't let others do it for you. You must want to take revenge with your own hands. Is that so? "
Zhao Yun suddenly felt a sense of recognition and nodded solemnly. Wu Tong killed his father. If she couldn't skin him and whip his corpse with her own hands and burn his bones to ashes, how could she face the world? As a man, if she had to rely on others to take revenge, wouldn't she be ridiculed by the world? Even she couldn't forgive herself.
Ling Ye Lai watched Qiushui leave and stared at the distant mountains. She said, "Therefore, I won't ask you who your enemy is or what his cultivation level is. It's only because I believe that the successor of my Qinglian Sect has a sword in hand. Immortals and Buddhas will flee. Even Daluo Heaven Immortals won't be able to block the three-foot sword. A mere clown is not worth mentioning. "
Ling Ye Lai spoke indifferently, but Zhao Yun's blood surged when she heard it. She felt like a man's blood had been stimulated. As a woman, Ling Ye Lai looked down on the world with disdain. She was a heroine with great ambition. He truly respected and admired her.
A real man should be like this!
At this moment, Zhao Yun truly admired Ling Ye Lai's elegant demeanor and willingly acknowledged her as her master. She said respectfully, "Master, my name is Zhao Yun. Can you stop calling me Hui Ming in the future? "
This name was probably the only mark left by his parents in this world, right? If there is a spirit after death, are my parents still silently watching me? If you die without knowing anything, I only hope that you can rest in peace and never have to worry about me again.
Ling Ye Lai said, "Zhao Yun. The meaning behind this was rather profound. Fine, I'll call you by your real name. " Ling Ye Lai's lotus heart was clear. She vaguely felt that Zhao Yun's blood feud should be related to his family, so she did not continue to speak, lest Zhao Yun hurt. She suddenly remembered what her martial uncle had said to her many days ago, "This child has been poisoned by Qianji. I'm afraid he won't live for long."
Qianji! A strange poison in the world! Ling Ye Lai's body trembled. She had actually forgotten about this matter. "This is difficult. Even with the Lingyun Temple's ability, they are also helpless against Qianji. Wait, Qianji! How is it possible? How could Zhao Yun be poisoned by Qianji!? Could it be that his enemy is actually?????? "
Ling Ye Lai's beautiful eyes flickered, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly. It was truly the most beautiful picture in the world.
Zhao Yun was still immersed in the emotions of regret and adoration for his parents, so he did not notice his master's strange behavior.
"Hmph, so what if it's him? Zhao Yun is my disciple. I won't hesitate even if I have to sacrifice my entire cultivation base. However, it seems that everything needs to be prepared early. Also, tomorrow, I'll go to the Dan Book Pavilion to look for records and see if there's a way to detoxify the poison. This brat has caused me so much trouble as soon as he entered the sect. I really don't know why I insisted on accepting him as my disciple. He's really trapped in a cocoon of his own making. "
As for why she accepted Zhao Yun as her disciple, if she herself did not know, it would be even more difficult for others to know.
The two of them stood blankly at the entrance of Tianran Abode, each thinking about their own matters. Time flowed by. Would they look at each other and smile when they reminisce about this rare moment of peace and talk about their feelings at this time?
The sky gradually darkened, and it was already five o 'clock. Ling Ye Lai summoned the Seven Treasures Lotus Throne and let Zhao Yun sit on it. Then, she activated a spell and headed towards the Tianyuan Sect's Ceremonial Hall. Along the way, Ling Ye Lai couldn't help but instruct Zhao Yun about the rules.
The Ceremonial Hall was brightly lit, and guests from all walks of life arrived one after another. It was extraordinarily lively. When Ling Ye Lai's Lotus Throne landed, a receptionist came to welcome them and brought them to the hall.
Zhao Yun looked around and saw that there were ten large round tables in the hall. In the middle, there was a round red wooden table that was extremely eye-catching. There were already five people seated at that table. Two of them were people she recognized. They were the Lingyun Temple's Sect Leader, Daoist Ziwei, and the Tianyuan Sect's Sect Leader, Song Jiang.
Daoist Ziwei had already seen Ling Ye Lai and said with a smile, "Ye 'er, you're here. Quickly come and take a seat."
Ling Ye Lai walked gracefully and said with a smile, "Sect Leader Martial Uncle, you're here too. Ye 'er, I haven't seen you for a long time. "Zhao Yun followed closely behind her.
Suddenly, a person on the table in the corner jumped in front of Ling Ye Lai. His speed was extremely fast. It seemed that he used too much strength and couldn't control his strength. Like a galloping horse that couldn't rein in its reins, he was about to crash into Ling Ye Lai's soft and delicate body.
Ling Ye Lai frowned and quickly retreated, avoiding the person's forward body. However, she forgot that Zhao Yun was following closely behind. With this dodge, her body inevitably stuck to Zhao Yun's chest.
That person jumped out in a hurry, and Ling Ye Lai retreated in a hurry. Everything happened in a flash. With Zhao Yun's cultivation, he couldn't react in time. He could only watch as Ling Ye Lai fell into his arms. His chest and abdomen were covered in a soft lump.
Zhao Yun only felt a "boom" in his mind. The blissful dizziness made him not know where he was. His heart was beating like it was swaying back and forth in the clouds. The soft clouds from all directions continued to entangle him, firmly surrounding his heart.
At this moment, Ling Ye Lai's pure and clean body was tightly attached to Zhao Yun's body. Other than her master, she had never been so close to a man! It was extremely difficult to even get close to her.
But now, her body actually fell into the arms of a man. And this man was her disciple!
Zhao Yun's hands were still in the posture of walking. They were stretched forward, precisely in the posture of holding Ling Ye Lai's slender waist. His hands seemed to be stiff, and he didn't dare to move. He resisted the desire to press her slender waist tightly. However, the soft touch coming from his chest made him even more addicted. It was as if he was drunk and wild.
Zhao Yun clearly felt that extremely soft and tender place, and felt that extremely faint warmth. He really didn't want to wake up from his dream.
Of the master and disciple pair, one was panicking, while the other was indulging in pleasure. They didn't wake up from their daze for a while, and actually still maintained that embarrassing posture.
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