Chapter 420 Qiushui Pavilion's First Sparrow God Competition, Damn It!

The tail of winter has not yet passed, and the morning sun is just right, shining the snow-covered Qingyuan Mountains.

In the boudoir on the second floor, there is a beautiful girl who is like the highlight of the snow-capped mountain scenic spot. She looks cold and seems to be enjoying the snow scenery by leaning on the railing.

But if you look closely, you will find that her quiet eyes are a little stunned.

As soon as she opened the window, she heard Li Mo slap the table and say these two sentences.

‘He... has never been in love...’

‘He... does not understand love...’

As Ying Bing recalled, her thoughts returned to her previous life.

It seemed that since her family died, she had cut off her seven emotions and six desires. Seeing other people trapped by love, she just felt that they were just mediocre people.

Heaven and earth are not kind, and the Tao is ruthless.

She has always believed this, and later she reached the peak of the nine heavens and ten earths, which proved that this was right.

So as the master of Gui Palace, she also ordered all the disciples of Gui Palace to be pure in six senses, have no distractions, and devote all their energy to pursuing the Tao.

Although the sect rules are strict, there are still disciples who violate the taboos.

Once you get involved in the word love, it seems that you will become stupid...

After that, she became more certain.

Love will make people stupid.

So from then on, her world was only her, lonely and cold. At that time, she often watched the snow alone. Obviously, the snow was not as strong as her breath, but sometimes she felt a little... cold?

Until she was reborn.

A sunny smile that had long been diluted by time inexplicably broke into her life, and the brilliant spring light also fell on the snowy mountains.

As luck would have it, there was an extra system.

As luck would have it, she also lost a few times inexplicably.....

So there was one, and then there was another. Gradually, she got used to being led by him, eating the food he fed her, and calling him a stinky brother.

Occasionally, she would be surprised that she seemed to have become a little different from before.

But this change was not annoying.

This....

Is it called falling in love?

Ying Bing didn't know that the words "love" and "affection" separated her from the world in her previous life, and now they were just like flowers in the fog, hazy and unclear.

So she changed her dress, went downstairs, walked to Li Mo who was sitting on the doorstep thinking about life, and sat next to him.

"What are you eating?"

"Hmm... fried dough sticks, want some?"

So the two of them sat together in front of the doorstep, blowing the chilly wind, drinking soy milk and eating fried dough sticks, watching the sun climb up from the snow-capped mountains, watching the sky gradually become gorgeous, and then decorated by white clouds.

Little Li, the love mentor, had the same confusion.

Let him be a mentor to others, he was full of power, pointed out the world, and was very knowledgeable.

But if you ask him to practice, he would be confused.

"Still drinking soy milk?"

"Hmm."

Li Mo went to get another bowl, and when he saw Bing Tuozi sitting on the doorstep with his legs hugged, he felt that it was a bit unreal.

"I want to drink something hotter."

"Isn't this hot enough?"

Li Mo thought to himself, why does Bingtuozi like to eat something so hot today?

It's so hot, what's the point of warming it up?

He heated the soy milk with his true essence, and then scooped up another spoonful.

"Try it again."

"Hiss..."

Ying Bing's expressionless red lips slightly opened, and he drank a mouthful of boiling hot soy milk in a cold manner, and then exhaled a breath of hot air. You can vaguely see a small piece of pink and tender tongue cooling down.

"It's not very hot when I eat it."

"Well, it's not hot..."

Li Mo drank the remaining soy milk in the spoon in confusion, and smacked it twice.

Strange.

There's no sugar, why is there a faint sweet taste...

Li Mo scratched his neck. Why does he always feel itchy in his neck recently?

Bingtuozi silently withdrew his gaze from his neck.

"Hmm? Aren't we playing mahjong?"

Qin Yuzhi moved the mahjong table and stood there with a look of surprise, looking like Uncle Da.

"Why are you two eating?"

"Why don't you eat something too?"

"...I'm not hungry."

Qin Yuzhi has slept for thousands of years, but now she feels full. Is it because of stubbornness?

Or because she wants to play mahjong too much?

That's right.

The love war that Li Mo mentioned (the name Qin Yuzhi gave it) has not started yet...

Thinking of this, she said alertly:

"You two are not going to play love chapters, right?"

"What is love chapters?"

Ying Bing tilted her head. She had never played one before.

"Newbie?" Qin Yuzhi narrowed her eyes, revealing a touch of evil.

You have to pay for that.

"It seems like there is still one person missing?"

Student Li finally remembered that there was another person in Qiushui Pavilion. The fierce woman who had drunk several bottles of Ton Ton Ton should still be sleeping...

So he pushed open the door of the beautiful master's room and saw an unknown body lying on the bed without any image, stretching his arms and legs and snoring.

"Master!"

The quilt was lifted.

"Huh?"

Shang Wu opened her eyes in a daze, with a hint of murderous intent in her laziness.

You better have something to ask me, otherwise you might get into trouble.

"Mahjong is missing one."

"You are so brave, you actually dare to ask me to play mahjong, I am the first mahjong god of Qingyuan Sect who almost plucked Qingluan as a chicken!"

Shang Wu instantly became energetic and walked with the wind. She hadn't played cards for a long time.

She once suggested to the sect master that a mahjong competition be held in Qingyuan Sect every year.

It was a pity that it was rejected unanimously.

So.

The first Mahjong God Competition of Qiushui Pavilion has officially kicked off!

Here, people are playing mahjong in peace and quiet.

On the other side, on the mountain road leading to the main peak hall, Elder Zeng of Hengyun Sword City and the Three Heroes of Hengyun have sad faces and smell of hangover.

After walking two steps up the mountain, they sigh.

With a sigh, they went up to the main peak hall.

"Old Zeng? What are you doing..."

Elder Hanhe was also on his way to the main peak hall. He and Elder Zeng were old acquaintances. Many years ago, the two of them had worked together to forge weapons, and occasionally exchanged forging techniques on weekdays.

It's just that Elder Zeng has a good foundation and a high realm, so he is now a forging master.

"Hey! I'm not here to find you this time."

Elder Zeng sighed heavily again.

"What's that about?"

"It's about Li Mo. Let's talk about it after seeing Brother Shangguan!"

Li Mo?

Elder Hanhe was stunned. He just passed by Qiushui Pavilion and saw this kid playing mahjong.

Really, he came back from Lanke Mountain without saying a word...

The two entered the hall.

When he saw Shangguan Wencang, the first thing Elder Zeng said was:

"Brother Shangguan, I'm sorry."

"???"

Shangguan Wencang puffed his pipe, confused.

"Li Mo of your clan died in the Yunmeng Underground Palace. I saw it with my own eyes."

"How is it possible???"

Elder Hanhe leaned back slightly.

Wasn't this kid playing mahjong there?

But the two of them immediately took it seriously. After all, Elder Zeng was in the realm of external scenery and had excellent eyesight.

"Absolutely right, I even brought back his body."

Elder Zeng took out the hair and told the story sadly, with details and details.

Elder Hanhe's head was buzzing.

Who was the one playing mahjong in Qiushui Pavilion?

He suddenly shuddered.

From Elder Zeng's tone, it can be heard that Yunmeng Underground Palace is a strange place, so he just couldn't have been...

Hell!

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PS: Happy National Day to all the audience! Wuhu, seven days off.

Xiaopujie hasn't had a holiday for a long time T-T

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