Chapter 101

"Palace leader, let's have a rest here for a while. The Wulin assembly will be in a few days." the elder and the three elders said side by side.

Every month, she just nodded. Maybe she was tired. She waved away the others and sat alone in this gorgeous room. The purple veil loved her. The moment she passed, it floated gently. There was a white carpet on the ground, surrounded by exquisite and elegant glass lamps. At first glance, she thought it was like a fairyland.

It seemed that she was used to such a scene. She naturally came to the bedside, sat cross legged, and made a handprint on her hands. In an instant, a red and a white energy filled the palm.

She is now urging the two strong Qi in her body at the same time. I don't know why. Her Tianming has definitely reached the eighth level. However, no matter how many times she tried, she can't break through that level. It seems that something always stops her and makes her internal power stagnate in that place. No matter how much she urges, it won't help

After a while, the surrounding atmosphere has become half hot and half cold. There are fine beads of sweat on the forehead every month, but there is no sign of relaxation on the frown. After a while, she quickly changed several gestures to press the internal force rolling in her body because of the forced impact just now.

Open your eyes and spit out a turbid breath. There was cold anger in your eyes. There was white smoke on your palm. Her palm was clenched in an instant.

It's like this again. Every time she comes to the joint bone eye, she stagnates. It's useless for her to force her. She doesn't understand and doesn't know why. It's clear that her degree is enough, but she hasn't made a breakthrough.

For this reason, she really feels incomparable egg pain!

Dong Dong Dong——

Every month raised her eyes and said, "come in -"

Cold Ling came in with her maidservant behind her carrying all kinds of fragrant food, which made the five zang organs Temple keep shouting every month. She actually forgot to eat.

"Palace master, the dinner is ready. Please have a meal." Han Ling told his maidservant to cover the dishes, so he opened his mouth and said to Feng Yue.

"All right, everyone else step back!"

Every month when she got out of bed, crossed layers of gauze curtains and came to the table, the others had retreated, took off the gauze, sat down casually and said, "sit down! Everyone has gone."

Han Ling nodded, naturally sat down impolitely and picked up chopsticks. They just caught a prawn at the same time. They picked up the tip of their eyebrows every month and grabbed the chopsticks as soon as they tried. However, they were stopped by Han Ling's chopsticks before they arrived.

"Want to rob? See if you have that ability." the corners of her mouth turn up every month. It's just that she's free. It's good to practice this girl.

"I'll order this shrimp."

Han Ling made up his mind and watched the fat shrimp chopsticks flip. As soon as he grabbed his hand, he was clamped by the chopsticks every month, so that she couldn't move at all.

Biting his lips, Han Lingqi had to use a trace of internal power and successfully escaped from the claws of every month, but it seemed that the latter didn't intend to give up, smiled and blocked the chopsticks that Han Ling took back.

"Palace master, it's wrong to bully people." Han lingdu said. She had already grabbed it, but she always killed Cheng Yaojin halfway to make her happy. For this, she just wanted to say, palace master is hateful

"It's you that the palace bullies. What's up?" every month looks at her provocatively, and her face looks flat, which makes the cold spirit knot.

He snatched the prawns with force. Naturally, he didn't want to fall behind every month. He firmly clamped her chopsticks, turned them over and picked them with force, and the poor prawns were thrown in the air.

Every month and Han Ling looked at each other and stretched their arms. In a critical moment, chopsticks collided. Every month has successfully grabbed the prawns. He looked at Han Ling who took back his hand and ate it with satisfaction.

Han Ling tooted his mouth and pulled out a few mouthfuls of rice. He must not lose next time. He looked up and looked at the delicious every month. He saw that the latter also glanced at her proudly.

"Hum, palace leader, it's... No... moral."

Han Ling said angrily, ate another mouthful of vegetables and picked up a few mouthfuls of rice.

"Morality? What's that? Why haven't you heard of it?" every month said to himself, and then buried himself in the shrimp in the bowl.

The cold spirit was completely convinced and looked carefully at her palace master with Shuiling's big eyes. Why didn't he blush? This makes her very puzzling! Sure enough, it's better for that childe Mu to deal with her. Well, she decided to study hard in the future.

Every month, he raised his mouth and looked at Han Ling with his mouth pursed. He shook his head and said, "martial arts have improved. Make persistent efforts."

Sure enough, the cold spirit's eyes lit up immediately. His face, which had been angry a moment ago, now looked again and immediately became energetic.

"Really? Palace leader, I'm really working hard to learn."

"Well - I know, so! Reward you a chicken leg."

With that, every month he took his favorite chicken leg and threw it into her bowl.

At the third watch of the night, just after bathing every month, I leaned against the window in loose clothes and skirts, and my hair was still half wet. In this cool night, there was a trace of cool air pouring into my scalp.

The sky here is not as beautiful as the dark moon palace, but has another flavor. The moon is hidden and the stars are sparse. In a hazy way, she feels as if she is familiar with it, as if under the sky she is familiar with

Just waiting for her to think, in this silent night, there came a distant sound of Xiao. She moved every month and her eyes twinkled. This is... It's him——

Thinking in my heart, maybe it was a little excited and urgent. I moved at the foot of every month. With a wave of my wide sleeve, I took the window and flew out. According to the source of the sound of the flute, I flew gently in the night.

The cool wind hit her temples, and some wet hair floated along with it. Soon she found the sound of the flute and gently fell on the roof.

Standing under the eaves of the house, a man was slowly playing the jade flute. Every month, he showed a quiet smile and slowly sat down. She didn't make a sound. She didn't want to disturb him. She just wanted to accompany him quietly and listen to his flute.

Time is quiet, leaving only the lingering and gentle flute sound, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Every month, I look at the eaves. Although I can't see his figure, it seems that he is in her eyes.

I don't know how long, the sky began to rain, which hit every month's face, wet eyelashes and slipped to the corners of his mouth. The sound of the flute still didn't stop. Every month just sat quietly in place with his arms in his arms, listening to the people under the eaves playing Li Shang.

I don't know why this song makes her reluctant to part with it. It's so sad and dark. It can drown people like a memory. She thought that she might be able to understand the heart in the song. The rain in the sky is falling harder and harder, and she still stays in place