Full-time Swordsman

In the East Courtyard.

All the Sword Sect disciples stood in the courtyard in a proper manner, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

Because the person standing in front of them was the head of the Sword Sect, Leng Feiyan.

At the forefront, Chu Tianhan and Li Mu, as well as all the eliminated disciples, all lowered their heads and dared not raise them.

"Head, I feel ashamed of the sect and the master, and I am willing to accept all punishments."

Nangong Wu did not dare to say a word.

Leng Feiyan's beautiful eyes fell on Chu Tianhan, and she said calmly: "As the eldest brother of the sect, you are a role model for all the Sword Sect disciples. I believe you know why you are like this today. Elder Nangong will convey the punishment for me."

"Yes!" Chu Tianhan answered obediently, with a lonely expression.

"You are very talented, and the great elder Tianjian has carefully cultivated you. He should not want to see you like this now. The inner demon is not terrible. What is terrible is that some people dare not face their own inner demons."

Leng Feiyan spoke again, and her tone seemed to be pointed.

Chu Tianhan trembled, his face turned pale, and his eyebrows were full of shock, as if he felt that his secret had been discovered.

Fortunately, Leng Feiyan did not say much, and looked at other disciples again.

"You should learn from Lin Jichen. He has the shortest entry time and the lowest cultivation. Although I am his master, I have not helped him much."

"In terms of magic weapons, weapons, elixirs, etc., he is almost inferior to you."

"But he can kill the eldest disciple of Jiulong Valley. Why can he do it, but you can't? Are your years of hard work not as good as his half-year practice?"

"If he and Yue'er hadn't won two competitions today, my Sword Sect would probably be laughed at by the world."

These words made the disciples feel ashamed, especially Chu Tianhan, whose face turned red, and his heart was mixed.

If he hadn't lost to Luo Muxian, how could he have fallen to this point? He is the one who has the most hope of winning the championship.

All the focus and praise today should have been on him.

But it was transferred to Lin Jichen, and everyone praised him.

But this matter cannot be blamed on Lin Jichen, who made him not strive for success.

"Okay, go back and have a good rest. Nangong Yue will have a competition tomorrow. Other disciples should also cherish this opportunity and learn from others' battles."

Leng Feiyan waved her hand to signal everyone to disperse.

"Yes, Master!" Everyone went back to the house.

Nangong Yue hesitated for a moment, did not leave, but tentatively asked Leng Feiyan: "Master... How is the junior brother..."

Leng Feiyan said calmly: "He is fine, just experienced a fierce battle, exhausted, rest for half a day."

"Oh... Then can I go to see him...?" Nangong Yue pleaded.

A hint of complexity flashed across Leng Feiyan's beautiful eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Go ahead."

Nangong Yue was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master!"

After that, she ran upstairs happily and gently pushed open Lin Jichen's door. She saw Lin Jichen lying on the bed, motionless, and fell into a deep sleep.

Nangong Yue was immediately distressed. She walked to the bed and sat down. She naturally held Lin Jichen's hand and whispered, "Junior brother, you have to wake up quickly, don't be in trouble."

Nangong Yue's eyes were full of affection, and her eyes were full of the shadow of Lin Jichen. The loving eyes, a man's heart would probably melt at a glance.

She didn't expect that Leng Feiyan was standing behind her, watching this scene with a complicated expression, and even unconsciously pursed her lips, three parts angry and seven parts jealous.

"Yue'er, he is seriously injured and unconscious. It is inconvenient to touch him to avoid recurrence of the wound."

Leng Feiyan suddenly spoke up and couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

Nangong Yue blushed instantly, and quickly let go of her hand and stood up, her head lowered, her jade hands nervously grasping the corners of her clothes.

"Master, I know, I'm just too worried about my junior brother, so..."

Leng Feiyan came over with a chuckle, and asked casually in her tone: "You and Chen'er seem to have a good relationship?"

The innocent Nangong Yue didn't understand any twists and turns, she thought Leng Feiyan would support her and Lin Jichen, so she boldly answered with a red face.

"Master, my junior brother and I...are in love, we are actually...about to be together..."

After saying that, Nangong Yue shyly covered her face, shy.

Leng Feiyan's expression gradually stiffened, and the stalks between her sleeves unconsciously clenched, a taste she had never had before surged into her heart, making her very uncomfortable.

She still forced herself to calm down and pretended to be calm and asked: "Oh? Really? When did you get together?"

Nangong Yue answered honestly: "It was during this Ascension Conference. Before, my parents didn't agree with my liking my junior brother."

"So they agree now?"

"Well, my father agrees.He didn't say he agreed, but he didn't object. "

"What about your mother?"

"My mother... has met Junior Brother, and she is very satisfied with him." Nangong Yue said happily.

Leng Feiyan was silent for a while, and her expression showed no joy or anger.

She felt inexplicably empty in her heart, as if something important had been taken away.

In that instant, many images flashed through her mind, all left by Lin Jichen for her.

At this time, Nangong Yue began to ask her: "Master, do you agree that I can be with Junior Brother?"

"No." Leng Feiyan blurted out, even with a somewhat impatient tone.

"Ah? Why... why is this? "

Nangong Yue didn't expect Leng Feiyan to disagree, and was a little surprised and panicked.

Leng Feiyan realized that she had lost her composure, and quickly adjusted her tone and began to persuade: "At your age now, you should concentrate on cultivation instead of thinking about love affairs. The most taboo for sword cultivation is to be entangled by love. Once you are trapped in love, your cultivation will be like sailing against the current. "

Nangong Yue understood, but was still a little reluctant. She lowered her head and whispered: "Master, I will not affect my cultivation if I am with my junior brother. Besides... we can practice together... I heard that practicing together can quickly increase cultivation. "

"Absolutely not!" Leng Feiyan's voice rose several levels, which scared Nangong Yue.

Leng Feiyan didn't care about being calm, and said in a serious tone: "You are so young, and you want to take shortcuts when practicing. This will not help your future at all. Absolutely not! "

Nangong Yue was scolded and said aggrievedly: "Then when can we..."

Leng Feiyan was almost angry to death. She felt that she had not seen Lin Jichen for such a short time. The next time they met, this stinky disciple might bring his family to see her.

If Lin Jichen was not still unconscious, she really wanted to go over and give him a sword.

Isn't it that she didn't pay attention for a while, how come this stinky disciple is about to get married and have children?

If it's a while later, it is estimated that this stinky disciple will really bring the baby to see her.

When Leng Feiyan thought of this, she was angry and anxious.

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Three more~