My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"Woo~ah——"

After lazily yawning on the bed, she leaned sideways, sat up with one hand propped behind her, and one hand rested on her forehead.

"Hiss—my head hurts!"

Yue Yingying frowned, she felt that her brain was about to burst, and the headache after a hangover came as promised.

But this is a trivial matter for someone who is an expert in the gossip realm.

She raised her sword finger in front of her, and the layers of yin and yang diagrams rotated and unfolded in front of her, and the gold characters surrounded by six layers on the outside added to the mystery, complexity and unpredictability.

Yue Yingying silently performed the Headache Curse in her heart.

Five thunders, five thunders, the divine thunder of Zaozhu.If you have a headache, take it in and practice it.Beidi Qinlun, Pu Lingshen took photos.As a gift, the god Zha fell to the ground, and the god Zha fell to the ground.Taishang Yansheng, Taiwan's light is refreshing.Get rid of evil spirits and cut off evil spirits.Forgiveness is endless, longevity test Changning.Yin chases seven souls, and yang has three souls.Evil qi does not enter, but true qi lasts forever.According to my teaching purpose, the Sanqing is enshrined.Urgency is like a law.

After the spell was cast, the headache receded like a tide, and even the brows that were furrowed with Yue Yingying also loosened.

She looked around in confusion and found that she seemed to be in a guest room of an inn.

The last memory I have of yesterday seems to be drinking at the city lord's house, and I don't know what happened after that.

She suddenly seemed to remember something. She quickly opened the quilt and looked at herself. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found that her clothes were neatly dressed.

Yue Yingying sat by the bed, put on the embroidered shoes under the bed again, got up and wanted to open the door.

But when her fingers just touched the door, she stopped again.

With her keen perception of spiritual power, it is easy to find that the door seems to be restricted by someone, but this is a one-way restriction, which can only prevent people from outside from entering, but cannot prevent people from inside from going out.

Yue Yingying closed her eyes and felt the same technique as that of Menshang and Zi, as well as the familiar characteristics of spiritual power, and smiled gratifiedly.

Only his disciples can leave such things behind.

She immediately pushed the door open and just stepped out of the room. By coincidence, the door of the next room also opened.

"Huh? Good morning, Xiao Yan!"

Yue Yingying smiled and said hello to Xiao Yan who happened to go out with her.

Xiao Yan politely said to Yue Yingying: "Master Yue, hello—"

"Xiao Yan, did you not sleep well last night? Why do you look so tired?"

Yue Yingying looked at the faint dark circles under her eyes, and asked with concern.

Xiaoyan touched her face in a panic.

"Yes...is there? Maybe it's because I stayed up late yesterday to watch the fireworks..."

Before Xiao Yan finished speaking, another figure walked out from the door.

"Ah—refreshing!"

"Eh? Master, are you up too?"

It was Ling Xiaodong who came out with a stretched waist.

Yue Yingying stared blankly at the two people who walked out of the same room, and said in surprise:

"You slept in the same room last night?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Just when Yue Yingying was surprised by the rapid progress of the two people, another person also walked out of the room.

"Senior Sister, are you here?!"

Ye Yiyun's expression was a little more haggard than Xiaoyan's. It can be said that she hadn't slept all night, and she was completely tossed.

"Yeah! Yingying!"

Seeing her little junior sister, Ye Yiyun was immediately taken aback by guilt.

"Early...early..."

"You...forget it."

Yue Yingying originally wanted to ask her senior sister why the three of them came out in the same room, but thought that since her well-behaved and conservative senior sister was also there, there must be nothing wrong.

After all, under the watchful eyes of the senior sister, Ling Xiaodong and Xiaoyan have the courage to dare not mess around.

When a group of people walked down the stairs together, they found that Li Pengjiao was already sitting in the lobby eating breakfast. Judging by the number of empty plates on the table, they were still edible as before.

They sat in a circle at the table exclusively occupied by Li Pengjiao, asked Xiao Er to remove all the empty plates on the table, and ordered breakfast separately.

Ye Yiyun's diet is relatively light, and her appetite is relatively small, usually just a bowl of porridge in the morning is enough.

But Yue Yingying found that her senior sister seemed to have an extra good appetite today. After drinking two bowls, she asked the waiter to bring another bowl.

She looked at Ye Yiyun eating gracefully, and said with some doubts:

"Is the porridge in this store so thin?"

"No."

Ye Yiyun looked up at Yue Yingying, who was looking at her with a strange look, and didn't know why she said that.

Yue Yingying pointed to the two empty bowls on the table, and only then did she realize what she meant by being a junior.

"Well... this... the porridge in this store tastes good..."

Yue Yingying only felt it was even more strange.

"Does the porridge taste different?"

"Master, I was too tired last night!"

Xiaoyan, who was sitting next to Ling Xiaodong, explained to the master.

"Too tired?"

"Ok!"

Xiao Yan nodded vigorously, she smiled and looked at the embarrassing master on the other side.

"Yesterday after we returned to the inn, the master gave me a long lesson, which opened my eyes and benefited a lot."

"You say so, master?"

"That's right, that's right! He refused to let me sleep and kept going to class until late at night!"

Ling Xiaodong also nodded in agreement.

Ye Yiyun was so angry with these two people that she glared at Ling Xiaodong fiercely.

Who is not letting whom sleep?

But in front of her junior sister, she had no choice but to nod in recognition.

"That's it, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time. You can't slacken your studies just because you come out to play."

Yue Yingying shrank her neck in fright when she heard it.

In my mind, Ye Yiyun's former strict senior sister resurfaced. If she was a senior sister... everything would make sense.

No wonder the three of them came out in the same room, and no wonder Xiaoyan looked like she hadn't slept well.

She cast a pitying look at the two of them.

I secretly rejoiced in my heart, but fortunately, my senior sister didn't care about me long ago.

After a group of people finished their breakfast, the sun outside was already almost in the middle.

Originally they were picked up by the city lord, but after what happened last night, they finally decided to hire two carriages to go home.

The post station is set up at the gate of the city.

When Ling Xiaodong was about to step forward to ask for the price, Li Pengjiao grabbed his sleeve.

"Just hire one."

Ling Xiaodong turned around in astonishment.

"But there are five of us, one car can only do four..."

Li Pengjiao said calmly:

"I'm leaving."

"Now?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Li Pengjiao one after another, all of them were full of astonishment.

"Why doesn't Li Daochang stay a few more days?"

Ye Yiyun, as the owner of Qingfeng Temple, naturally wanted to go forward to persuade her to stay.

Li Pengjiao shook her head slightly and cupped her hands towards Ye Yiyun.

"Thank you for your kindness. I have been eating and drinking at your place these days. I feel very sorry for you."

"What did Li Daochang say? If it weren't for you, Xiao Yan would have already..."

Li Pengjiao raised her palms to stop Ye Yiyun from continuing. She turned to look at Ling Xiaodong.

"In fact, I already said half a month ago that I wanted to leave. I just made an agreement with him to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together."

"Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, I have something to do, so I won't go back with you."

Ling Xiaodong originally had some joy in unraveling Aunt Yun's knot in his heart, but he didn't expect to meet another parting so soon.

He looked at this mysterious woman with complicated eyes.

When she came, she was wearing a black robe with empty sleeves, and when she left, she was wearing only a black robe.

Nothing was brought, and nothing was taken away.

No.

Ling Xiaodong touched his chest, maybe she brought something and took something away.

He walked up to Li Pengjiao, lowered his head and watched her silently.

Those bright star eyes that seem to contain countless mysteries, no matter how many times you look at them, you will feel mysterious and vast, as if she is full of mysteries all over her body, arousing the desire of others to reveal the secrets.

"I still owe you something and haven't paid it off, so I just left?"

Li Pengjiao patted his shoulder, put one hand on her hips and said:

"Don't worry! I'm very stingy, since you still owe me, I will come to you to ask for it sooner or later."

She looked up at the perfect boy in front of her, which was her masterpiece 300 years later, and a feeling of sympathy emerged from the bottom of her heart.

You and I are other people's pawns. Only by transcending into immortality can we float out of the world and overthrow this chessboard completely.

The only difference between me and him is that I know how bumpy this journey is, while he is still living in the bliss of ignorance.

"Do you remember what I am to you?"

Li Pengjiao put her hands behind her back, a gust of wind blew her black robe fiercely, her hair curled up, and her smile was like a flower.

Ling Xiaodong looked back nervously at Xiaoyan behind him, Master and Aunt Yun said in a low voice:

"Are you sure you want to say it here?"

"I want to hear it."

Ling Xiaodong hesitated for a moment, but walked to Li Pengjiao's side, leaned down beside her and whispered:

"You are my... sweetheart."

Li Pengjiao smiled even more happily, she stretched out a finger, and tapped Ling Xiaodong's forehead.

"Wrong! I told you long ago that I am your fiancée!"

"Marriage between you and me is an inevitable fate."

Of course, she herself didn't know whether this person was Li Pengjiao or National Master Li Xiyi.

She stretched out her hand to caress Ling Xiaodong's face, her eyes became tender and watery, the starlight in her eyes seemed to disappear at this moment, leaving only the reflection of the person in front of her.

Li Pengjiao raised his head and kissed Ling Xiaodong's lips in front of the three girls.

The difference in height between the two is just right, as long as one raises his head and the other lowers his head, the lips of the two can fit together perfectly, even without tiptoeing.

The figure of Li Xiyi appeared in Li Pengjiao's mind again.