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On this day, after Ling Xiao cleared Jiang Qihong's meridians, Jiang Qihong saw Ling Xiao entering the room again.
Jiang Qihong made a secret calculation, took matters into his own hands, and ran out of Yuehua Peak.
He was thinking about Pei Huan yesterday until before going to bed, and he couldn't calm down until this morning. Therefore, Jiang Qihong decided to go to the outer gate by himself to see how his junior brother was doing now.
He walked all the way down from Yuehua Peak and walked for more than an hour before finally reaching the place where the outer disciples were practicing.
At this time, the outer disciples had just finished their morning classes.
In Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty, the outer disciples were also divided into different classes. The outer disciples who are taken under the sect by the peak master are considered as the outer disciples with a master sect, and are only one level lower than the inner disciples of each peak master. The remaining outer sect disciples with the lowest qualifications can only practice uniformly at the foot of Qingxuanzong Mountain, and they also need to do some chores for the sect.
Pei Huan is like this, the outer disciple with the worst cultivation base.
Because these outer disciples are under the unified management of their master, the time for preaching and practicing is fixed. At this time, the outer disciples had just left the square where morning classes were held. They were all wearing the indigo clothes of the outer disciples. Among the crowd, Jiang Qihong, who was wearing the light blue inner disciple clothes, stood out.
People were coming and going, and everyone was looking at him.
Then, he heard a soft young voice calling him not far away: "Brother Qihong!"
Jiang Qihong looked over and saw the thin, fair-skinned and delicate-looking man in the crowd, smiling in surprise and waving to him.
It is Pei Huan.
Jiang Qihong quickly pushed through the crowd and walked over: "Pei Huan!"
When Pei Huan saw him, he couldn't hold back his surprised smile. He looked at Jiang Qihong with a smile, and his face turned red with excitement: "Brother Qihong, why did you remember to come over to see me?"
When the surrounding disciples saw the conspicuous light blue, they all looked sideways.
Pei Huan felt the gazes around him and lowered his eyes, not daring to look around. He picked up Jiang Qihong and wanted to take him to a more secluded place.
Jiang Qihong looked him up and down: "Let me see if you have been injured recently."
Pei Huan pulled him forward, smiled and said softly: "No."
Jiang Qihong didn¡¯t believe it: ¡°Really?¡±
Pei Huan nodded, and then said in a low voice with a somewhat lonely look: "The few sons of the aristocratic families who entered the sect with us no matter whether they are from the inner sect or the outer sect, they all have masters. Now I am the only one left. Here it is.¡±
Jiang Qihong was very nervous and did not hear the emotion in his tone.
He just heard that the other party had not been bullied recently, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll be relieved."
Hearing this, Pei Huan lowered his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his pupils.
They walked all the way to a clear spring in the woods behind the house. This place was the secret base of the two of them. Every time Pei Huan was injured, Jiang Qihong would bring him here to bandage it.
When he got here, Pei Huan let him go.
He turned around and looked Jiang Qihong up and down.
The costumes of inner disciples and outer disciples are completely different. The inner disciples' clothing is made of ice-blue fairy silk, which is light, soft and smooth in texture, and the cuts and decorations are all exquisite and elegant. In comparison, the clothing of outer disciples is much rougher and simpler.
Naturally, the arrogant Jiang Qihong didn't notice this, but Pei Huan pointedly said: "Brother Qihong, your clothes are so beautiful."
Jiang Qihong tugged at the hem of his clothes: "Really?"
Pei Huan nodded: "I really envy you."
Hearing this, Jiang Qihong said, "Hey, there's nothing to envy! You don't know that my master is stern and mean, speaks harshly, and looks down on others!"
As he faced Pei Huan, he remembered his master's attitude and became uncontrollably filled with righteous indignation.
Pei Huan lowered his eyes and smiled: "That's right, he is a powerful person after all."
Jiang Qihong blinked.
Pei Huan continued: "Unlike you, Brother Qihong, I have good qualifications and a good family background, so I am worthy of being a disciple of that immortal-like power. But I can enter the Qing Xuan Sect and become an outer disciple. It's enough."
Jiang Qihong didn¡¯t know why he suddenly said such words. He only vaguely felt that his junior brother was really pitiful.
He patted his chest and said:Then he faced the dark, lifeless fog in front of him.
He remembered.
¡°I wasn¡¯t caught cold by the wind at all last night. It was just such a black mist, attacking him fiercely, and then he didn't know anything.
He wanted to escape in a panic.
But, it¡¯s too late.
He could only watch helplessly as the black air suddenly rushed toward him like a meteor.
Jiang Qihong thought in panic for a moment, what is it going to do? It attacked me like this yesterday, but I neither died nor suffered any injuries. What was it going to do
The next moment, a white rainbow penetrated the sun.
Jiang Qihong, who was so frightened that he had closed his eyes, did not usher in the coma in his memory, but was pushed back two steps by the collision of air waves in front of him.
The next moment, he opened his eyes.
I saw his master, dressed in white and with black hair, rising up, holding an autumn water sword in his hand, facing the black mist head-on.
There was a muffled groan in the black mist.
¡°What a monster, why don¡¯t you show your true colors soon!¡±
Ling Xiao¡¯s voice was as cold as ice.
But such a cold and ruthless voice was like a protective shield, protecting Jiang Qihong completely behind him.
Jiang Qihong looked at Ling Xiao, feeling a little hot around his eyes for a moment.
????????????? Then, you saw the black mist rolling up in place, spreading out and gathering again, and you were about to run away.
The Qiu Shui Sword swung forward mercilessly.
The black mist revealed half of the man's figure.
The man was obviously seriously injured. He used his last strength to disperse into black mist and ran away.
But in just that moment, Ling Xiao saw the figure of the man clearly.
¡It was Lu Duanchou whom he hadn¡¯t seen for a long time.
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