When Yunhua arrived at Qingyun Peak, when he saw Zhong Yi, he was a little surprised.

The last time Yun Jue succeeded in refining his sword, he said that he wanted to rest, but he didn't want to stay too long. As the brothers and sisters left, of course, he didn't see Zhong Yiboyi. So this time, he brought Li Xiu to Qingyun Peak, and his mood was a little complicated when he saw Zhong Yi's uniform.

He not only hopes that Yun Jue can really let go of his heart, but he does not want him to be too close to others. For example, Zhong Yiboyi, who was only sent to Qingyun Peak to serve Yun Jue, was another example, Lang Qianxing, who was suddenly called a destined disciple by Yun Jue not long ago.

He loves him, and naturally only hopes that Yun Jue will only open her heart to him.

Yun Hua had a smile on his face, but he was thinking about something in his eyes, which was bottomless.

Turning around the corridor, we soon arrived at Yun Jue's courtyard.

As soon as he arrived, Yunhua's eyes locked on the figure of Qing Jun who was sitting under the peach tree with his back to him, and the smile from the corner of his mouth also spread to his eyes, but the smile didn't last long, because he quickly saw Lang Qian Xing, and the sword in Lang Qianxing's hand.

"Junior Brother!" Yun Hua walked quickly to Qin Lang's side, and tapped his shoulder with a fan.

Qin Lang put down the tea in his hand, turned to look at him slightly, and said lightly, "Senior brother."

Yun Hua was obviously accustomed to Qin Lang's indifferent tone and attitude, so he sat across from him without saying hello, and said with a smile, "I left you two jars of the wine I brewed last time. You bring it."

Li Xiu, who came with him, put two jars of wine on the stone table. Although he lowered his head, Yu Guang glanced at Lang Qianxing who was still practicing swordsmanship in the yard.

"It's fine to ask the disciple to bring it, but I'd like to ask the senior brother to come in person." Qin Lang glanced at the two jars of wine, and quickly focused his attention on Lang Qianxing, his attitude was not only dull, but also a little cold.

Yun Hua turned a blind eye and said with a smile: "Isn't this... Senior Brother misses you, do you want to see Junior Brother?"

Qin Lang looked at Yun Hua in silence, the latter raised his eyebrows with a smile, Qin Lang lowered his eyes, "Senior brother is joking."

Yun Hua smiled, not saying whether he was just joking or serious, and watched Lang Qianxing practice his sword with Qin Lang.

Zhong Yi made tea for Yun Hua, and Yun Hua stopped him: "Zhong Yi, go find a pair of chess."

"Yes, Master." Zhong Yi went to Qin Lang's study. Every time Yunhua came to Qingyun Peak, he played chess with the master to relieve his boredom. He didn't ask Qin Lang, and he would not refuse. .

However, I don't want to play chess at all, it's so boring. Qin Lang thought silently.

"Hmm... don't be impatient with your swordsmanship, Junior Brother, your little apprentice is not bad." Yunhua leaned on the stone table and commented with half-squinted eyes.

Qin Lang shook his head and whispered like a sigh: "Unfortunately..."

He didn't finish speaking, he just waved his hand to stop Lang Qianxing, looked at Lang Qianxing and said, "Okay, if you don't want to continue practicing, you don't have to embarrass yourself."

Lang Qianxing lowered his head and retracted his sword, pursing his lips, as if aggrieved and guilty.

"Master, your sword." Lang Qianxing held the sword in both hands and handed it to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang looked at the red sword, as if he was thinking about something, and after a few seconds he reached out and put it in the storage ring.

Yun Hua was drinking tea and looked at Lang Qianxing from head to toe.

Even if Qin Lang didn't say it, he could see that the reason why he refused to give the Chiyang Sword to Senior Brother was because the owner had already been decided.

The Chiyang Sword was specially sealed to make it look like a normal sword, so that Lang Qianxing could use it without any burden.

Heh, when did he, his always indifferent little junior brother, become so concerned about a disciple?

Thinking of this, Yunhua almost didn't control his strength to pinch the teacup into powder. But he was in control after all.

Lang Qianxing saluted Yunhua, restrained all his emotions, and said with respect like every disciple of Tianyun Sect: "Disciple Lang Qianxing, I have seen Master."

"Yeah." Yun Hua nodded, and took out a delicate little pagoda from the wide sleeve of his robe, "After all, it's Yun Jue's first disciple, I should have given something away."

Qin Lang showed no expression, neither letting Lang Qianxing accept it nor letting him refuse.

However, Lang Qianxing took a step back and saluted again, saying, "Master, if you don't have merit, you won't be rewarded, and your disciple can't accept it."

Standing behind Yunhua, Li Xiu's eyes lit up from the moment he took out the Linglong Pagoda. Hearing that he was sending Lang Qianxing, he couldn't help staring at Lang Qianxing jealously, and seeing Lang Qianxing's pretentious attitude. , couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes.

Yun Hua didn't believe it, and asked with a smile, "You really don't want it? Your master didn't say that you can't accept it."

Lang Qianxing snorted coldly in his heart, but still respectfully lowered his body even lower.

Yunhua shook his head helplessly, flipped through the exquisite tower by himself, and said, "My thing doesn't look that bad... Junior Brother, how about it for you? Don't be with your little apprentice. Eyes..."

Qin Lang looked at the gadgets in front of him, which were like colored glass, reflecting a magnificent brilliance in the light, which was good enough. Then he tucked it into his sleeve.

Lang Qianxing on the side: ... careless!

I only noticed that Zhong Yi came over, but I didn't expect that Yun Hua's goal was Master!

Yunhua's gift to Yun Jue's apprentice was nothing at all, but he deliberately said that he was Yun Jue's first apprentice. Yun Feng's whistleblower said that he was a fellow disciple of a demon spy, and Lang Qianxing didn't need to guess much to figure out what Yun Hua's intention was.

Yunhua, this time he lived a new life, and it was no surprise that he saw the way he fooled others.

Seeing Qin Lang accept it, the smile on Yun Hua's face deepened.

Zhong Yi placed the chessboard and the chess box, backed up behind Qin Lang, stood with Lang Qianxing, and gave the younger junior brother with a raw face on the opposite side a gentle smile.

Li Xiu, who was on the opposite side, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled back in a friendly manner.

The chess game started, and the warm breeze occasionally blew across the courtyard, and the peach petals also fell with the wind, and a few petals fell on the chessboard. The disciples did not dare to disturb, so Yunhua picked it up.

"Yun Jue," Yun Hua played with the chess pieces in his hand and looked at Qin Lang's focused eyebrows, "Go to my Baiyun Peak on the fifth day of next month?"

Qin Lang just looked at the chess game, and after putting down the pieces, he asked him, "Is there something wrong with my brother?"

Yunhua touched his nose and dropped a slap at will, "Can't I invite you to sit with me if you have nothing to do?"

Qin Lang didn't say a word, looked up at the inattentive opponent on the opposite side, and thought again while holding a piece of chess.

After Qin Lang dropped the pieces, he replied to Yun Hua, "Senior brother, I have something to do next month."

Yunhua frowned unhappily, "What's the matter?"

"Cultivation." Qin Lang said, "I will probably come back before the Xuyang ceremony. After the Xuyang ceremony, I plan to retreat."

Yun Hua put away his rambling and sat up straight, "You guys step back first. I have something to say to your master."

"Yes." After the three disciples responded, Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang's profile suspiciously.

He happened to find a flower petal next to Qin Lang's hair crown. Before he left, he stretched out his hand and took off the flower petal.

Qin Lang, who has been waiting by Lang Qianxing lately, didn't feel anything. He was still watching the chess game, frowning and thinking about where to go next.

Lang Qianxing lowered his head and bowed to Qin Lang, holding the petal in his palm, and withdrew with his senior brother, leaving only Yunhua's eyes full of surprise and anger.

When did Yun Jue let others touch him? When did this inexplicable Lang Qianxing become so close to Yun Jue? He actually dared to stretch out his hand in his hair, and Yun Jue seemed to be used to it!

Yun Hua finally still couldn't control himself and crushed a black chess piece.

Qin Lang frowned slightly and looked at him, "Senior brother?"

However, Yunhua has already restrained his anger, and there is only some dissatisfaction and complaints in his eyes: "Yun Jue, if I don't ask you, you don't plan to tell me, do you?"

Qin Lang answered him with silence.

Yun Hua sighed in a lonely way, his mood to play chess was gone, he opened the fan to calm himself, "When will you leave? Senior brother will accompany you?"

"Senior brother." Qin Lang looked at him helplessly, and there was still some expression on his cold face, which could probably be read by the person on the opposite side -- I'm not a child, and I don't need anyone to accompany me.

Yun Hua squeezed his eyebrows a little irritably, "Retreat again when you come back?"

"Yeah." Seeing that he didn't want to continue the chess game, Qin Lang got up from the stone table and looked at the mist-shrouded fairy mountain, "I should face it, senior brother, you can't help me."

"Junior brother, who are you..." Yunhua's face fluctuated between joy and worry, and he suddenly closed the fan, as if thinking of something, "Junior brother, what you said is wrong, senior brother will naturally be able to help you."

Qin Lang took a deep look at him and reminded: "Senior brother, cultivation is always my business, you must not leave any cause and effect for me."

"Senior brother knows." Yun Hua smiled nonchalantly and greeted Qin Lang to continue to play the unfinished game of chess.

In the evening, Lang Qianxing came to Qin Lang's door, the lights were still on, and it was still early. Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

"Come in." Qin Lang opened the door for him and walked into the house. It seemed that he had expected that Lang Qianxing would come to him tonight.

Lang Qianxing followed him in and closed the door. Qin Lang looked back at him because of his closing the door.

"Master, are you going to practice? Can you bring Qianxing?" The young man's clear eyes gleamed faintly, whether it was reluctance or expectation, and the love he thought was well hidden.

Qin Lang retracted his gaze, "I planned to take you there."

"Ah?" Lang Qianxing was stunned for a moment, then became happy and asked enthusiastically, "Master, when will we set off?"

Qin Lang thought about it and replied, "Three days later."

Lang Qianxing had a smile on his face, but he quickly frowned again and asked him carefully, "Master, senior brothers, will you bring them too?"

Qin Lang saw through his careful thoughts, as he wished: "They stay at Qingyun Peak."

When Lang Qianxing returned to the room and lay on the bed, the bright and clean smile facing Qin Lang changed, and the corners of his mouth slanted. The happy mood has not changed. They left Tianyun Sect with Master and went to other places, just the two of them. No matter what kind of thoughts he has in his heart, this is an excellent opportunity.