She raised her head, glanced at Rong Qing with some surprise, and asked again with some uncertainty: "My master?"

Rong Qing spoke concisely and to the point, and said a name: "It's Fufeng."

Jun Muqian said softly "Huh".

According to her deduction, her master should be in Wanling Continent now.

Oh, that's the sky above her head.

Why did he suddenly run down?

She had clearly told Fufeng using telephony before that she was just asking him a few questions and that he didn't need to come in person. That would be too troublesome.

Could it be...

Jun Muqian suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Luo Lingjun also came uninvited and said one after another that he felt that she would be in great danger.

Could it be that her master also feels this way?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

This is very strange, and it makes sense for a person to have a premonition, because there are so many surprises in this world, and this coincidence is still possible.

But for two people, it's a bit reluctant.

"Wait!" A faint light flashed across Jun Muqian's eyes. She seemed to have caught something, but failed to catch anything. She blurted out, "Qingmei, do you feel it too?"

"How do you feel?" Rong Qing stroked her silver face with one hand, her voice a little careless.

"I don't know how to describe it." Jun Muzhen also felt a little weird. She briefly described what she thought of, "This is it."

Hearing this, Rong Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and something slowly gathered in her eyes.

After a long time, he said in a calm voice: "It seems there is."

More than that, it's simply intense.

Before she said it, he thought he was the only one who felt this way.

Now it seems that there is more than one person.

"That's weird." Jun Muzhen shrugged, "You guys came as soon as something happened to me."

After a pause, she slowly said something: "Did God inform you?"

Yan Shaoling said that she was the recipient of Hongmeng's destiny and was favored by heaven, so she was unscathed during the previous ceremony to offer sacrifices to heaven.

Even, God will send blessings to recover all the injuries in her body and eliminate all those who want to harm her.

Old Man Tianji is a good example.

"Perhaps." Rong Qing said these two words thoughtfully and then stopped talking.

Jun Muxian also fell silent.

Some things are just too vague, maybe it's just a coincidence, or maybe it's because you're too worried that you feel something.

Luo Ling is like this, and so is her master. Let him be ignored...

oh--

Jun Muqian clasped her hands behind her back and slowly walked up to him, leaned over and smiled softly: "I understand, it turns out that the young master cares about me very much."

After hearing this, Rong Qing looked at her condescendingly, with some emotions that she couldn't understand appearing in her eyes.

It's so complicated and complicated that it's hard to understand at the moment.

He just looked at her quietly without making any answer.

"Disappointing." Jun Muqian snorted and said with some regret, "Please Qingmei, please take me to find the master."

In the vagueness, she seemed to realize something, that is -

It seems that from now on, you should listen to someone's words in reverse, and take it as acquiescence if you don't speak.

Yes, that's true.

Thinking of this, Lord Jun felt much better.

**

Just like what he told Rong Qing before, Fufeng immediately sensed that the language spirit he had set was loose, and immediately felt that it was a bit tricky.

But Fufeng didn't know that all this happened when Jun Muxian and Yan Shaoling were talking.

He only knew that some things he didn't want to happen were coming ahead of time.

I originally thought that it would have to be suppressed until the end of the Hundred Sect War at the latest, but now it seems that it has to be solved now.

He has been trapped by the affairs of Wanling Continent for a long time. Although he has not seen each other for thirteen years and has never returned to Xingluo Sect, Fufeng has already figured out his little disciple in these few times of getting along.

temperament.

She was arrogant and arrogant, with an indelible strong will in her bones. Even though she knew there were endless passes and dangers ahead, she never stopped.

But a proud person never likes others to lie to her.

Fufeng sighed slightly and looked increasingly tired. He just hoped that Xiao Qian would not blame him.

Even if she wanted to sever the master-disciple relationship with him, he wouldn't say anything.

After all, he is really not a qualified master.

While Fufeng was deep in thought, footsteps sounded.

It sounds like it comes from two people, but it overlaps very cleverly.

"Disciple pays homage to master." A respectful voice came from behind.

Neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Hearing this familiar tone, Fufeng's body trembled, and then he turned around.

When he saw the person coming, his eyes were slightly focused, but he quickly returned to normal.

Fufeng smiled slightly, as warmly as when they first met: "Xiao Qian, are you here?"

He carefully looked at the eyes of the woman in purple clothes and found that those peach blossom eyes were clear and devoid of any emotion. Not only did his heart not let go, but it even lifted a bit.

"Master, why are you here free?" Jun Muxian also smiled, "Didn't I agree that I should practice by myself?"

"I have nothing to do, so I just came down to take a look." Fufeng nodded, "I happened to meet you while looking for you..."

He raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the man in scarlet clothes, paused, and continued: "We're here together."

Out of sight of Jun Muqian, Rong Qing put her slender fingers to her thin lips, and then shook her head slightly.

Meaning - I won't tell the truth.

Fufeng felt that at this moment, this boy finally became more pleasing to his eyes.

His expression gradually softened, but his eyebrows were still sharp.

"What a coincidence?" Jun Muzhen was surprised now. She seemed a little embarrassed and said, "I thought the master also came because he felt that I was in danger."

As she said this, she silently thought that she might be getting more and more into the drama, and could make a little girl look so vivid.

Seeing you like this, Lord Jun despises himself a little and has to spit on you.

Hearing this, Fufeng's eyebrows moved slightly. He did not respond to his apprentice immediately, but glanced at the person next to her again.

There was a hint of warning in his eyes.

Rong Qing didn't seem to see it, her eyes were looking somewhere.

"Master? Master?" Jun Muzhen saw that Fufeng was distracted and called a few more times.

"I did feel that you were in danger, so I came here as a teacher." Fufeng withdrew his gaze, smiled faintly, and his voice suddenly rose a little, "Xiao Qian may not know, and the same goes for Young Master Rong."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, an atmosphere called "embarrassment" suddenly appeared in the air.

Jun Muzhen silently glanced at the people around her, then raised her eyebrows.

Oh, the secret has been discovered.

Rong Qing was exposed directly, but he didn't feel unnatural at all. He still looked calm and calm, and just nodded slightly.

He didn't speak or refute.

Jun Muxian looked at him, and the urge in her heart to take off his mask appeared again.

She really wanted to know what he looked like after she took off his mask.

Until now, what she was most concerned about was not his appearance, but whether he was as calm and self-possessed as he appeared, without any emotion.

Or... he will also lose control?

Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!

Every organ is screaming.

Jun Muqian endured it and suppressed her impulse.
To be continued...