Song Weiran stepped into the dining hall and immediately locked eyes with Li Changqing, who was taking action.

The name of the leader of the Shanhai Sect was as loud as thunder, and he even had the aura of the Golden Core Realm. The dining hall suddenly became quiet.

Li Changqing swallowed dryly, fearful of this Shanhai Sect genius, and he carefully moved to the side, as if hiding behind his younger brothers.

"Instigated a fight, ignored the sect rules, and followed me to the Discipline Hall to receive the punishment. I don't want to have to say it a second time."

Song Weiran spoke coldly, which made people panic even though he had no murderous intention.

Li Changqing believed that as long as he refused, Song Weiran would take action immediately.

It is an indisputable fact that he provoked the fight, and Xiao Hanyu, who was targeted by him, never fought back. Now that so many Qi Refining Stage disciples were injured, Song Weiran, as the leader of the sect, no one would have objections even if he taught him a lesson.

Li Changqing gritted his teeth and raised his hand to Song Weiran angrily:

"Yes, Senior Brother Song."

Song Weiran nodded, threw a bottle of elixir onto the table next to him, and said lightly:

"For those who are injured, distribute the elixir yourself."

After that, he turned around and left with Li Changqing.

Li Changqing clenched his fists and followed reluctantly, secretly hating Xiao Hanyu in his heart.

On the other side, after Xiao Hanyu returned to Yaoyue Peak, he pretended that nothing happened and prepared the food as usual.

With Xuanyuan Qingshuang's promise to the outside world, he only prepared disciple-level meals, one meat, one vegetarian, and one soup. Although the food looked mediocre, the portion was quite satisfying.

After placing the dishes and chopsticks, he raised a smile, walked to Xuanyuan Qingshuang's bedroom and knocked on the door:

"Master, my disciple brought back the food. Do you want to eat?"

He was accustomed to condolences, and he knew that the current master did not restrain his appetite.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang, who was meditating, suddenly opened her eyes. A burst of cold fragrance blew past her face, and Xiao Hanyu saw a woman with a cold face beside the table where the dishes and chopsticks were set.

He curled his lips and moved towards the table. After sitting down, he consciously pushed the fried pork slices in front of the woman with an eager look:

"Master, please have a meal."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang picked up the chopsticks, looked at the green and red on the table, and a bowl of clear soup with no oil and foam, and pursed her lips.

She has long since gone without food, and her good disciple is still growing, so there is no need to compete with him.

It’s like competing for candy with a kindergarten kid, it’s so shameless!

Thinking of this, she slowly put down her chopsticks, turned her face away with a cold tone, closed her eyes and sat up in meditation.

"You can eat it yourself. I don't need these as a teacher."

Xiao Hanyu's bright eyes gradually darkened, and the hand stroking the edge of the table tightened uncontrollably. He looked at the cold woman opposite with disdain, and his heart was filled with emotions that he didn't even know he knew.

"Master, do you dislike me?"

His throat rolled, and his deep and sinister voice startled him.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang thought that his self-esteem had been hurt, so she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the dried blood on the corners of the young man's lips, her beautiful brows furrowed tightly.

She reached out abruptly, and her green-white and cold fingertips touched the corner of the boy's lips. The smooth touch was like a drop of spring rain that had never been seen before, dripping into Xiao Hanyu's heart.

His body was stiff and his heart was tense, for fear of frightening the butterfly flying out of the ice and snow.

"Aren't you going to get a meal? How did you do it?"

The beautiful lips of a cherry blossom open and close slightly, and the voice that freezes the heart melts away from the ice, rushing towards the warm spring field with blooming flowers.

Xiao Hanyu suddenly looked away with a guilty conscience, lowered his eyes and stammered:

"I, my disciple...it's nothing."

"You still vomit blood when you have nothing to do, do you think you are a fool as a teacher?"

The final note rose, with a hint of anger emerging, and the spring-warmed wilderness was once again frozen.

She seems angry?

Xiao Hanyu explained nervously:

"No, no, Master, my disciple just encountered a small situation, Master, don't worry."

He regretted leaving the bloodstain behind, but after recalling the smooth and cold feeling lingering on the corner of his lips, he felt it was worth it.

Was she just worried about him?

Xiao Hanyu was a little lost.

He has clearly warned himself that this world is dark and cold, and everything in the world is evil.

But the care shown by the person called Master, even though he couldn't tell whether it was true or false, he couldn't help but reach out and grab it.

Master...

He silently recited this title in his heart.

"I don't dislike you, but I have already gone away from grain. Eating is a dispensable thing. This is just enough for you."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang wiped away the blood on the corner of the young man's mouth like a child, then put his hand on the top of his head and rubbed it, and patiently explained:

"You are currently my only disciple, Xuanyuan Qingshuang, and all the cultivation resources at Yao Yuefeng belong to you, so you must have your own pride. If you encounter any trouble when you go out, you can solve it directly.

"As long as you don't violate the sect rules, no one has the right to touch you, do you understand?"

If you say it so sincerely, your dear disciple should be moved to tears!

However, the young man's reaction was not what she had imagined. His eyelashes flickered, and there was a slight glimmer of water in his eyes, as if he was accusing the person opposite of him of always giving up.

"I am currently your only disciple...

"Master, didn't you say before that I will be your only disciple...

"Do you want to recruit another disciple? What you said before were all lies to me?"

Inadvertently, his arm was grabbed by someone. He looked down and saw that the well-jointed hand landed on the white clothes hard but too carefully, and only scratched a trace of wrinkles.

He was like a puppy about to be abandoned, trying his best to pretend to be well-behaved and praying for his master to stay.

In a trance, she saw a young man covered in blood and in embarrassment behind the immortal-like woman, following her step by step.

Even though countless pedestrians were walking against the current, he still tried his best to get closer.

Even though Shanhai sent external formations to stop him, he still broke in without fear of death.

Even though he was looked down upon by others and at the end of his strength, he still knelt on the square, kept kowtowing to Yao Yuefeng, and shouted over and over again:

"Please Master Xuanyuan Peak accept me as your disciple!"

"Please Lord Xuanyuan Peak accept me as your disciple——"

"Please Master Xuanyuan Peak accept me as your disciple..."

Until the boy fainted and died in the square, the woman he prayed for never appeared.

A young man with a gentle demeanor came from behind the crowd and asked the upright young man next to him to take him back.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang discovered that the man was Qi Feng, the boy beside him was Song Weiran, and the one who was taken away was Xiao Hanyu.

That should be the scene of his apprenticeship.

She clearly knew that in the original book, he was just asking for protection at the risk of his life to become a disciple.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang suppressed her idea of ​​recruiting another group of disciples to fulfill her filial piety, and nodded lightly:

"I keep my word, but there are only two of us in the huge Yaoyue Peak. Don't you think it's too deserted?

"And even if you accept a disciple, you are still the senior brother of Yue Yuefeng. In the future, there will be people to help you when you travel abroad."

Xiao Hanyu stopped completely and stared at the ground motionless. Every time Xuanyuan Qingshuang said a word, the darkness in his eyes became thicker.

He slowly opened his lips, like hell opening the door:

"Master, I think this is good right now, what do you think?"

She is already a cold and ruthless person. If she accepts a few more disciples, how much concern will she have for him?

Just like what I heard today, he did not get her permission to worship at Yaoyue Peak, and he could stay here only because of his status as her disciple.
Chapter completed!