Chapter 320

When Bu Yangzi took them to Baiyu peak, Yan Junxian was taking his disciples to do morning exercises.

Bai Yufeng's disciples are the least in Fengshen college. There are only five of them, two men and three women.

Leng Yihan sees Murong Xuefei at a glance. Although she is also wearing disciple clothes, her pure and immortal temperament is so different.

It seems to feel something, Murong Xuefei raised her eyes and looked at the direction of cold and easy to cold.

Is it him?

Seeing the cold face, Murong Xuefei suddenly frowned.

Others also noticed Bu Yangzi and lengyi Han, LAN Mingyu.

The female disciples were surprised by their unusual beauty.

Those in black robes are like Black Hawks flying at night, cold and arrogant but noble and elegant. Those in silver are like red plums covered with snow in winter. Even if they are plain, they still can't cover up the gorgeous fragrance.

Fengshen College's disciples have always been very beautiful, including some of them with outstanding appearance, such as Zixia peak's beiyiyang, Yu Wenbai, their peak's Cen Shufeng and Zhou Jinyu, all of which are the target of the college's female students, but they obviously don't look at them enough.

Looking at the straight eyes of the female disciples, Yan Junxian finally turned back.

Seeing Bu Yangzi, Yan Junxian raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then took up her sword and came over.

"What can I do for you?"

Slightly cold voice, showing deliberate estrangement.

Knowing that Yan Junxian was cold-blooded, bu Yangzi didn't go around the Bush and directly explained his intention.

"This Disciple, I will practice in your peak during this period. Please arrange for him. "

Yan Junxian looks at lengyihan and wants to see his accomplishments, but he finds that he can't see anything clearly.

"Follow me."

Yan Junxian turned around without expression.

LAN Mingyu blinks at Yan Junxian's indifferent back.

"Are the elders of your college so cold?"

Cold easy cold coolly glanced at the eye blue Mingyu, then followed in the past.

LAN Mingyu took a puff from the corner of his eye. As expected, what kind of Dean there is, what kind of elder.

Yan Junxian led Leng Yihan to several disciples and introduced them without expression.

"This is a new disciple. He will be your younger martial brother in the future."

"Poof..."

Hearing that "younger martial brother", LAN Mingyu directly burst out laughing.

One side of Bu Yangzi is also taut, some want to smile.

Cold easy cold is a black face, like others owe him millions of liang of gold.

Yan Junxian raised his eyes in the disciple and glanced, "Murong Xuefei."

Murong Xuefei immediately drooped his eyes, "the disciple is in."

"You'll take him later."

On hearing this, the face of cold easy cold black heavy, instantly from Yin to clear.

LAN Mingyu also curled her lips jealously.

This guy's a little lucky.

Murong Xuefei frowned and looked at the cold and cold eyes, and then drooped her eyes.

"Yes."

Bai Yufeng's rule is that students lead their students. Every new disciple will be led by the one with the lowest qualification. Murong Xuefei happens to be the last one to enter the school.

"After that, you will practice next to your senior sister."

Yan Junxian raised her finger and pointed to the empty seat on the left of Murong Xuefei.

Cold easy cold face calmly to Murong Xuefei, but a heart is out of control, thumping.

Quietly walked to her side, if there is no fragrance floating, cold easy cold lips slightly invisible hook.

How nice to be so close to her!

"Keep doing morning exercises."

Yan Junxian turned around without expression and led the others to continue to practice.

Cold easy cold drunkard's idea is not in wine, where there is any mind for morning exercise, full of love in the small eyes have been floating to Murong Xuefei.

LAN Mingyu looks at Leng Yihan's sultry eyes, and makes up for the picture that Leng Yihan calls elder martial sister Murong Xuefei. Suddenly, she can't help laughing again.

Bu Yangzi glanced at his blue tea feather strangely, "let's go."

LAN Mingyu bit his lips and grinned, while he followed Bu Yangzi and turned away.

"You can go to zixiafeng to do morning exercises later."

Bu Yangzi looks at LAN Mingyu. Since he has accepted him, even if he is a nominal disciple, he should be responsible for him.

LAN Mingyu disdains to turn a mouth, that woman is not in zixiafeng morning exercise, he goes to join in what lively.

"Well, I'm just a nominal disciple. Let's forget it. I'll play chess with you."

As soon as he listened to chess, bu Yangzi's eyes lit up.

"No problem."

They left Baiyu peak together and went to Tianji peak.

Murong Xuefei seems not to feel the cold eyes, still seriously follow Yan Junxian morning exercise.

However, cen Shufeng, standing on the right side of Murong Xuefei, seems to feel something, squinting at cold and easy to cold.

Leng Yihan did not notice Cen Shufeng's warning eyes, or did not put him in his eyes, a heart completely immersed in Murong Xuefei.And standing in the front row of Ke Jingyun and Yu Feili, can't help but look back and peek at lengyihan.

Every time Yu Feili turned her head, Zhou Jinyu's face turned black. Finally, when Yu Feili turned back for the third time, Zhou Jinyu couldn't help bursting out.

"Pa", the sword fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at Zhou Jinyu in an instant.

Yu Feili also looked at Zhou Jinyu inexplicably. Seeing that his face was dark, he became more strange.

Yan Junxian turned around and looked at Zhou Jinyu and Yu Feili frowning.

"When..."

At noon the bell rang.

Yan Junxian glanced at the crowd, put away the sword, "morning exercise is over, go to rest."

"Murong Xuefei, come with me."

"Yes."

Murong Xuefei lowered her eyes and immediately followed Yan Junxian.

As soon as they left, the rest of them glared.

Yu Fei Li pursed her lips, picked up the sword on the ground and handed it to Zhou Jinyu.

"Elder martial brother Zhou, you lost your sword."

Zhou Jinyu caught Yu Feili's hand and took her away.

As soon as they left, the remaining three were even more embarrassed.

CEN Shufeng looked at coldness with hostility.

Cold easy cold is facial expression, completely ignore Cen Shufeng.

Ke Jingyun pretty face slightly red looking at cold easy cold, "what's your name?"

Leng Yihan seems to have not heard Ke Jingyun's question, and turns directly away.

Ke Jingyun was stunned and blushed in embarrassment.

She didn't expect the cold to be so cold.

CEN Shufeng disdained to sneer, "elder martial sister Ke is so fond of sticking people's cold buttocks with a hot face."

"You..."

Ke Jingyun instantly was Cen Shufeng Yin Yang strange gas to say gas red eyes.

"Hum..."

CEN Shufeng snorted coldly. He didn't look at Ke Jingyun. He just threw his sleeve and left.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the back of Cen Shufeng, Ke Jingyun stamped his foot with tears in his eyes.

If he doesn't like her, what does it mean to ridicule her?

In the woods behind the white jade peak, Zhou Jinyu pressed Yu Feili onto the tree.

With a crack, the sword fell back to the ground.

Yu Feili suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Jun Yan in shock.

Zhou Jinyu closed her eyes and kissed her delicate lips with angry lips.

After the kiss, she took a bite on her lip.

As if afraid that he would bite her again, Yu Feili immediately blushed and pursed her lips.

Looking at Yu Feili's frightened appearance like a little white rabbit, Zhou Jinyu's sullen mood dissipated a lot.

"Don't look at him again."

The overbearing voice is a little hoarse.

"Who?"

Yu Feili blinked in confusion, not knowing what he was talking about?

Zhou Jinyu, with a black face, snorted, "that new comer."

Yu Feili bit her lips, her nimble eyes turned slightly, and her face was very embarrassed.

Why can't you look at him? He looks so beautiful.

Seeing that Yu Feili shouldn't, Zhou Jinyu was angry again. She raised her chin directly and looked into her eyes. She lured, "nod and say yes."

Yu Feili could not resist the temptation and was completely lost in Zhou Jinyu's starry eyes.

"Good."

Yu Feili nodded and looked at Zhou Jinyu.

Look at him. Elder martial brother Zhou will not be happy.

Then she will take advantage of elder martial brother Zhou's absence, secretly watch.

Don't know Yu Feili's careful thinking, Zhou Jinyu is happy for her seduction success.

Looking at Yu Feili's blurred eyes, Zhou Jinyu kisses her lips again like a reward.

This time, Yu Feili did not open her eyes foolishly, but closed her eyes obediently.

Someone whom Zhou Jinyu dislikes is standing outside Yan Junxian's yard waiting for Murong Xuefei.

When Murong Xuefei came out, he saw the cold and easy cold standing at the door.

Originally did not want to pay attention to her, but think of the Yan Junxian account, Murong Xuefei or slow face.

"Follow me."

Murong Xuefei turns around, and Leng Yihan immediately follows up.

Murong Xuefei with cold easy cold to a yard, "after you live here."

Cold easy cold frown, swept the eye is not big yard, do not speak.

"I live next door. You can come to me if you need anything."

On hearing this, the brow of cold easy cold tight frown is loosened instantly.

After the explanation, Murong Xuefei turned directly to go.

"Wait..."

Murong Xuefei turns around and looks at cold and cold without expression.

Leng Yihan pursed her lips and said, "well, I'm sorry about the last time. It was..."Think of what, cold easy cold deep take a breath, continue way, "is I did not make clear, I recognized the wrong person."

"Yes."

Murong Xuefei Leng Leng Leng, light should sentence, then turned to go.

Leng Yihan looks at Murong Xuefei's back, and her eyes suddenly become sad.

No matter how hard he tried to make her remember three years ago, he finally gave up.

If you don't remember, don't remember, as long as she is by his side now.

Cold easy cold turns to enter the room, although the room is not big, but should have all things.

"Dong Dong..."

Murong Xuefei knocked twice at the gate and entered the courtyard.

Cold easy cold raise eyes, see is Murong Xuefei, immediately out of the house.

"This is your disciple's suit."

Murong Xuefei hands two clothes, to cold easy cold.

"Thank you."

Cold easy cold Leng next, with a bitter smile to take over the disciple's clothes.

I really don't know whether to cry or to laugh. He even disdains to wear the headmaster's clothes. Now he even runs to wear the disciple's clothes.

Murong Xuefei wants to go after sending clothes. She thinks of something and turns around.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Cold easy cold return to God, lift eyes way, "cold easy cold, my name."

Murong Xuefei nodded, "my name is Murong Xuefei. Younger martial brother Leng can call me Murong elder martial sister later."

…… Cold easy cold, a black line to draw the corner of the eye.

Brother Leng? Murong

What kind of name is that?

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