In the early morning, the yellow color of the sun slightly stained the clouds.

Hansu twisted a chess piece and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the mountain peaks. The white pieces and the black pieces struck each other, making a crisp sound. The white crane next to him flew to the eaves of the pavilion and arranged its wings with its sharp beak.

Chengqi came up along the mountain road. The white crane spread its wings and flew to Chengqi. Chengqi spread his hands to reveal the food in his hand. The white crane took a piece of it and flew to the pine tree to eat.

"Sir Chengqi, I'm free!" Hansu turned to look at Chengqi outside the court, who was wearing a chest-length pink floral skirt and a goose-yellow top that matched her white and tender skin. There were some beads in her hair.

Beaded strings are tied behind the hair and extend to the waist.

"What's the news from the Nuwa tribe?" Chengqi sat on the stone bench.

"Yes." Hansu opened the letter, "Inner demons are everywhere and are poisoning the people. Although Nuwa sent heavy troops to suppress it, the effect is not good. Other ethnic groups are watching the fire from the other side. They are only responsible for handing out information and asking Nuwa to solve it quickly."

Chengqi took a deep breath without much expression on his face, "Wait a little longer."

Hansu raised his eyes and looked at her, "Sir, you have changed a lot. According to your original personality, you would never leave her alone."

"I want to think about them. Today's natural tribe can no longer stand this..." Chengqi looked at the six peaks in the distance.

Hansu followed her gaze and said, "Maybe Feng Lin is right. There are only absolute interests in this world. Only when they find out that their own interests are affected will they remember those who have sacrificed in the past... Hao Lai." Hansu

Closing his eyes, "Nangong hands in his resignation."

"Nangong?" Chengqi opened his mouth slightly and smiled bitterly, "It's really embarrassing for him."

"I heard that he was so angry that he coughed up blood in the main hall, and all the doctors from the Nuwa tribe rescued him. The first thing he did when he woke up was to write his resignation with blood-stained ink." Hansu lowered his head, "Back then.

With his words of persuasion, I felt that it was an honor for the Nuwa clan to have him, but neither the Nuwa clan Huating today nor the Nuwa clan Hansu in the past were both good monarchs."

"Although Nangong is stubborn, he is focused on the future of the Nuwa clan."

Hansu smiled bitterly, "Imagine he should be taking care of his few acres of land." He looked up at Chengqi, "I will send some Kunlun disciples privately, what do you think, sir?"

"The situation is delicate. I'm afraid that the Queen Mother will wait until we are here, so..."

Hansu nodded understandingly, "If this world doesn't have another hero like the Natural Race, I'm afraid it will be completely in chaos."

Chengqi remained silent and clenched his hands tighter.

Hansu silently poured the black and white seeds into a porcelain cup, "I'm going to Huamei to see Situ."

"Yeah." Chengqi nodded.

After Hansu left, Baihe ate and flew to Chengqi. Chengqi reached out and touched her head.

Thrush Peak.

Hansu and Situ looked at the young faces coming from the suspension bridge one after another, "Are there many students enrolling this year?"

"fine."

"Looking at everyone going to and from school, I really feel like the world has stopped." Hansu sighed.

"We haven't reached an agreement yet?" Situ could see what she was thinking.

"It is understandable that she is worried about the Queen Mother. Besides, if we really have to send him down, how can this young man withstand it?" Han Su looked at the people fighting with each other below.

"Biding for the moment."

"Well, at least Kunlun Mountain won't collapse."

Situ nodded.

"Is the girl the patriarch asked me to take away that day inside?" Hansu looked carefully at the crowd below.

Situ pointed at the crowd of people sunbathing by the lake, "She is the one wearing the veil."

Hansu looked over and said, "I'm really curious as to what kind of person the clan leader would like."

"That girl has a Dongyue umbrella." Situ said calmly.

"Dongyue Umbrella? That's really destined." Hansu squinted at Feng Lin, "Do you know who owns the Dongyue Umbrella?"

"I know that all the spiritual weapons of the Four Mountains are natural creatures."

"Well, yes, the Four Mountains and the Five Lakes are all belonging to the Natural Clan, and they have changed countless owners, but only the Dongyue Umbrella belongs to the Chuan family, and the Dongyue Umbrella has a stronger spirit than the others.

It is extremely loyal. It can only be used unless the person holding the umbrella has a blood relationship with the Sichuan family. If this girl owns a Dongyue umbrella, there is a high chance that she is from the Sichuan family." Hansu laughed, "I'm afraid it's not from Kawazawa.

Illegitimate daughter."

Situ was stunned by Hansu's laughter, "Of course not, she doesn't seem to know how to use it."

"So we need to try it out. Natural things cannot be left outside. Ouyang!" Hansu suddenly shouted, and a man appeared next to him, "Master." The man saluted.

"You explore her."

"Yes." The man disappeared.

Feng Lin by the lake suddenly raised his head and looked towards the eaves. Hansu and Feng Lin looked at each other.

"You Ruo, what's wrong?" Yan Liang looked at her.

"It's nothing, I just feel like someone is looking at me." Feng Lin turned around and smiled at Yan Liang.

"Huh?" Yan Liang looked in that direction, "Is there no one there?"

"Maybe I'm dazzled." Feng Lin lay down, "It's so comfortable!"

"Yes, the smell of fragrant grass and the warm sun." Yan Liang lay down, "It would be great if Shen Min was here?"

Feng Lin chuckled, "Yan Liang always thinks about surrendering to Min!"

"No, let me tell you, he and I are engaged!" Yan Liang raised his hand to cover the sun's light.

"Hmm! I've never heard of Gui Min mentioning this."

"He's sorry." Yan Liang spread his palms and stretched.

"It can be seen that Yan Liang likes to be a slave very much."

"Of course, he and I are childhood sweethearts."

"It seems that this is a world where only Junwan is sad." Feng Lin chuckled.

"Speaking of Jun Wan." Yan Liang stood up with his left hand, "What do you think of Jun Wan?"

“He is very friendly and easy to get along with.”

Yan Liang rolled his eyes, "Then do you have one?"

"Ah!" Feng Lin looked at Yan Liang's eyes and added an uneasy smile on his lips, "Yan Liang is joking again."

"How is that possible?" Yan Liang turned over and lay down, "I really think you and Jun Wan can get along. If you have no problem with that, Jun Wan will be easy to deal with."

Feng Lin sighed helplessly, "You! Just mind your own business. Let's go. The teachers are all in." Feng Lin stood up.

Yan Liang immediately stood up and lay on her back, "It's so Youruo, don't be angry."

"Not angry." Feng Lin took her hand away from his shoulder and said, "Behave!"

"Oh." Yan Liang let go of Yan Liang in frustration.

Entering the private room, I saw a man standing at the door, politely saluting the two of them, "Junior sister, hello."

"Good morning, senior brother." Feng Lin saluted Yan Liang.

"Everyone, please sit down quickly." The swordsmanship teacher said from the seat. Feng Lin and Yan Liang quickly walked to their seats.

"Today's subject is swordsmanship. The teacher will teach you together with your senior brother Ouyang." He said and looked at the man next to him.

All the girls looked over, and in an instant the voices of discussion came like a torrential rain, "This is Senior Brother Ouyang, the first disciple of Kunlun!"

"I actually got to meet Senior Brother Ouyang, he looks better in person than in the painting."

"As expected of Lord Kunlun, he is the only disciple with a different temperament."

Senior Brother Ouyang looked at the mess below, then looked at the teachers at the table, apologized, and then said, "Junior sisters, may I say something?"

There was immediately silence from below. Senior Brother Ouyang made a small salute first and said to everyone with a smile on his face, "My surname is Ouyang and my name is Yongle. From now on, I will practice swordsmanship with the other junior sisters. I hope we can all improve."

"Ouyang Yongle?" Yan Liang looked at the person in front of him. He was wearing a light blue cloud-patterned Kunlun suit, wearing a white forehead wiper, and a silver hair crown. His frown and smile had the coolness of an immortal, but his words made people feel very cold.

Easy to approach.

"Yan Liang?" Feng Lin glanced at her thoughtfully.

"It's okay, I just think he looks a bit like Gui Min." Yan Liang put down his thinking hand.

The teacher said simply and took everyone to the stone platform outside.

Ouyang Yongle simply demonstrated a few moves, and the others started practicing in pairs.

"You Ruo, really, could he have something to do with Gui Min? Not just five points, but three points," Yan Liang said, waving his sword.

"I..." Just as Feng Lin was about to speak, Ouyang Yongle came over and raised her hand slightly, "Aren't you serious about sword practice?"

Feng Lin sheathed his sword and said, "Senior brother, we were wrong."

"It doesn't matter, my little Suzaku friend next to me, I heard what you said." Ouyang Yongle looked at Yan Liang.

"Ah!" Yan Liang's eyes turned left and right.

"I have already visited the refuge you mentioned." Yongle shook his head helplessly.
To be continued...