"You're a liar!"

Hongling immediately looked at Dean angrily.

Suddenly, the girl's already round cheeks appeared fuller, but not cumbersome, with a unique breath of youth and youth, which perfectly fit into the emerald green of the bamboo, as if adding a touch of pink to it, not abrupt, not enchanting, just a living wave.

"Nope!"

Dean shook his head and opened the food box.

The food box is divided into two layers, the upper layer contains a plate of steamed fish, and the lower layer contains two side dishes and a bowl of rice.

Dean methodically put the food away one by one, and Hongling was still a little angry, but he didn't lose his temper and took out the soup in the other food box.

It's not a common vegetarian soup, it's a sweet soup.

The plump lotus seeds and the crystal clear white fungus are intertwined and floating, floating up and down with the stirring and scooping of the soup spoon.

Hongling placed the bowl full of soup in front of Dean, and then sat quietly watching.

When he saw Dean eating seriously without a trace of frowning, Hongling couldn't help laughing, the previous air drum had long since disappeared.

And as time passed, Hongling's hands couldn't help but support her chin, and a strange intoxication appeared in her eyes when she looked at Dean.

It wasn't until Dean had finished eating completely that the sound of putting down the dishes and chopsticks sounded that Hongling reacted.

"I'm going to wash the dishes!"

Hongling, who packed up the tableware in a panic, hurriedly ran away with her head down.

Dean looked at the girl's back, frowned slightly, and then. He turned around and continued to look at the bamboo.

But. The next moment. There was a sound of footsteps.

The sound of footsteps is heavy and light, as if it is not controlled by the owner of the footsteps.

When it is heavy, it is worse than ordinary people, but when it is light, it is inaudible to ordinary people.

A person who can make such a footstep sound, in addition to having a disease in his legs and feet, is seriously injured and cannot control himself.

And in the Water Moon Sword Pavilion, there is only one person who is like this-

"Water Moon Pavilion Master!"

Dean turned to the man behind him and clenched his fist slightly.

This is a woman in an ordinary long dress, with a wooden hairpin in a bun. A strand of long hair flowed down her sideburns, floating at will, and Gao Qiong'e's eyes were bright under her eyebrows.

Even if his face is pale, he still does not hide his beautiful appearance.

The right hand is wrapped in layers of bandages and hangs over the chest.

But the other party stubbornly saluted with a martial artist and returned the salute with a fist.

"Mr. Mu!"

The other party said.

After that, the other party said again: "Thank you for your help to the Water Moon Sword Pavilion!" ”

"Thirty Wen, Hongling paid for it!"

Dean shook his head and replied in the same words.

"Mr. Mu, you know. It's just a joke, you can stay in the Water Moon Sword Pavilion for as long as you want. But don't mention the matter of thirty texts again, and besides, Hongling ......"

Speaking of his timid and simple eldest disciple, Shui Yue's face couldn't help but show a faint helplessness.

What girl doesn't have spring in her heart?

Shui Yue, who has also experienced the age of his eldest disciple, knows very clearly that when he falls into despair, when a young man who is not too bad looking and has excellent strength appears, it will be lethal to a girl of Hongling's age.

It was definitely an emotional sinking.

And in fact, it is also true.

She can clearly feel the changes in her eldest disciple, timid, simple and still the same, but she has a kind of concern in her heart, and she used to have similar concerns.

However, the Mu in front of him is definitely not suitable for such a concern.

It is true that the other party has strength, but it has more murderous energy.

Even if the other party tried his best to restrain herself, she could still feel it.

That's a murderous aura from the inside out!

People with such a murderous aura have all chosen ruthless swordsmanship.

And how could a person who chose Ruthless Kendo be a good home for her disciples?

Therefore, even if it seems a little excessive, she has to cut off this relationship that should not have appeared.

However, the young man's answer in front of her was a little beyond her expectations-

"I have a wife!"

Dean said.

If Dean was still guessing the other party's intention when he first appeared, then when the other party spoke, Dean was quite clear about the other party's intention.

Dean was in favor of the other party.

He wasn't a good fit for Hongling, Dean himself knew it very well.

It's not just because of Hongling's character, but also because of Leni's existence.

What's more, he was destined to be just a passerby in the white night.

Rather than delaying a girl's flowery years, it is better for someone else to come forward to end this relationship that should not have happened.

And Shuiyue is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Even, Dean had thoughts in this regard before in his thoughts.

And now that Shui Yue has taken the initiative, it is naturally better.

"You have a wife?"

Shui Yue was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled.

Although the other party is young, he has already reached the age of marriage, and it is not surprising that he has even become a father of one or two children.

Perhaps, the only thing that surprised her was that the other party who chose the ruthless kendo would get married!

However, Shui Yue will not ask too much about the other party's private affairs.

Naturally, Shui Yue talked about what was in front of him.

"Although the deacon of the Wumeng is biased, there will naturally be people in the Wumeng who will come to deal with it, and outsiders will interfere, even if it is a fair challenge, it will make the Wumeng disliked! Moreover, Wumeng's prestige and reputation have been good for so many years, although the small sections are hindered, but the big festivals are not lost, and they can be handled impartially! Therefore, many warriors and swordsmen are very willing to join the Martial Alliance! ”

Dean reminded by the water moon.

"So, I'm in trouble?"

Dean smiled indifferently.

"Hmm!"

Shui Yue nodded, and then said with a sigh: "I will try my best to report everything to the Wu Alliance, I hope they can understand that the fault is not ours......"

"Does it work?"

Dean asked rhetorically.

Mizuki didn't speak.

However, silence is sometimes the best answer.

As for the so-called subsections, it gets in the way. Don't lose the big festival?

Undoubtedly, this is a façade that fools the world. When an organization keeps accumulating small mistakes. It must be a precursor to the outbreak of a big mistake.

Dean never believed that a small section would be in the way, and a big section would not be lost in the organization's existence that would be handled impartially.

Impartiality is not a, and there is absolutely no zài in an organization where the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked.

As for the so-called 'one-person lead' of the middle-aged deacon of the Wumeng who came out afterwards, as long as he is not a fool, he knows that this is just a prevarication.

"The Martial Alliance is now in a very special period, the old alliance leader is approaching, the new alliance leader has not been appointed for a long time, and some people unconsciously have to do something at this time!"

Shui Yue sighed. Said slowly.

Although Shui Yue's words were filled with dissatisfaction, it was more about maintenance.

The Wumeng is undoubtedly deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the White Night, and it is more prestigious than the royal family.

Dean naturally heard this, and the next words naturally did not revolve around the Wumeng.

After all, he's not here to set things right.

Even, in a sense, Dean wished that the situation was as chaotic as possible.

"Brother Mu! Hey, Master, why did you come out again? The doctor said you can't blow the wind until you're well! ”

In the distance, the girl's voice came, followed by a brisk running step.

And after the money. The girl found out that her master was also there, and immediately complained with concern.

"I know what the doctor said, but I'm also half a doctor, so I naturally know what is good for me and what is not!"

Shui Yue looked at his eldest disciple with a little doting.

For Shui Yue, the disciple in front of her is definitely not just a disciple, from a certain point of view, it is as if she is her daughter.

"Really? So, Master, are you going to be fine? Will our sword hall be able to reopen as well? ”

Hongling looked at her master in surprise.

"Well, Master will be fine soon!"

Shui Yue nodded.

And the simple Hongling did not find the gloom on his master's face that flashed.

It's true that the injury is good, but it will leave sequelae!

Dean relied on sensing the flow of qi and blood in the other party's body, and he could detect that the injury on Shui Yue's body was no longer serious, but the injury on his right wrist was quite severe, especially in one place, the blood was different, and it produced a feeling of necrosis.

"Has the tesuji been broken?"

Dean said in his heart.

However, it is not explicitly stated.

One is that Shui Yue doesn't want Hongling to know, and now that Hongling is present, he obviously can't say it.

The second is that he is not sure about treating such an injury now, even with [Mixed Yuan Style].

After all, what [Mixed Element] is best at is treating oneself rather than others.

At this time, the benefits of [God's Blood] will undoubtedly be reflected, but Dean will definitely not feel sorry for such a situation.

The kind of thing that becomes someone else's puppet, no matter how big the benefit to Dean is, Dean will not do it.

"Master, Master, I want to go to the market with Brother Mu...... It's the fifteenth today, and there will be a big rally! ”

Hongling said softly to Shui Yue like a mosquito, but her eyes looked at Dean, and her face turned red.

"Fifteen? The Great Rally? ”

Dean listened to the familiar words in his memory, and for a moment he was distracted again.

Rustling......

A dozen bamboos swayed in the wind again, and Dean's eyes subconsciously looked there.

The emerald green bamboo, when it shakes, brings up patches of hazy light and shadow.

In the light and shadow, one by one, pictures appeared.

Dean took a deep breath.

Then, he closed his eyes slightly.

It took more than ten seconds for Dean to open his eyes again and say, "I'll go!" ”

Immediately, Hongling jumped up excitedly.

But Shui Yue's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

Why do people who embark on the ruthless kendo show such strong feelings?

Am I mistaken?

Shui Yue looked at Dean in confusion, but what she saw was the familiar indifference and coldness in her memory.

PS Second Update~

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