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

Ling Xiaodong's voice sounded from behind the screen, but there was only a slight murmur in response.

"Then I'll go first?"

"Don't! Don't come out! I'm still working!"

The short conversation ended quickly, and the room once again fell into an ambiguous silence.

After a while.

"Will Yun'er get better?"

"Um..."

"Then come here first today..."

Snapped!

Ye Yiyun reached out and slapped Ling Xiaodong's exposed chest lightly, and said in a reproachful tone:

"We don't have much time left until the competition, so hurry up and hurry up to practice!"

"Hurry up! Do it again!"

"Disciple obeys."

The sound of the wooden table being abused once again sounded in the house, and it lasted for a long time.

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squeak~

The closed study door was finally opened.

Ling Xiaodong poked his head out from inside like a thief, looked around for a while, and opened the door and walked out after finding no one.

He straightened his slightly messy and wrinkled Taoist robe, lifted his sleeves and put them under the tip of his nose and wrinkled his nose. After finding that there was no peculiar smell, he walked towards his residence happily.

Ling Xiaodong walked halfway before suddenly remembering that he seemed to have promised Huang Duoduo to bring Xiaoyan to her place as a guest, and then turned back and walked towards the student's residence.

In the evening, there were many more Taoist nuns near the disciple's residence than usual.

Because at this time, most of the people have finished their work and practice for the day, and are rushing to eat, take a bath, or go back to their houses to rest.

Although this journey is not long, Ling Xiaodong is going through extra hardships.

Almost every few steps he took, he was stopped by someone to say hello or chat for a while, and in the end he was forced to stick a hidden talisman on himself to escape from the siege.

Although he doesn't know where Huang Duoduozhu lives, it doesn't matter because Xiaoyan knows.

Ling Xiaodong navigated around the disciple's residence with ease and skillfully found Xiao Yan's house.

As soon as he walked in, he shivered.

The temperature near Xiaoyan's room was much higher than that on the ground in other places, but she also told herself that this was due to practicing the exercises given to her by Li Pengjiao.

Ling Xiaodong braved the severe cold and walked outside the door.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

"Xiaoyan is me."

Although Xiaoyan is currently retreating, it is not a deadly retreat, and can be suspended at any time.

As Ling Xiaodong's call came into the house, the cold air that enveloped the house gradually retreated into the house, and the sound of brisk and hasty footsteps resounded in the house.

"I'm coming."

Xiaoyan opened the door suddenly and saw Ling Xiaodong outside the room. She didn't ask why he came to her and threw herself into his arms.

The temperature on Xiaoyan's body, who had just finished practicing, hadn't recovered yet, and Ling Xiaodong felt as if he was hugging a lump of ice.

After some intimacy, he simply explained his purpose.

"Ah? Duoduo asked you to be a guest?"

Xiao Yan immediately left Ling Xiaodong's embrace when she heard about it, and looked up at Ling Xiaodong in front of her with some vigilance.

Could it be that during the short period of time I was practicing in seclusion, my good girlfriends took advantage of the void to sneak in? !

Ling Xiaodong patted her on the head with a smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's not just me, you go too."

"I gave Huang Duoduo that gift for you earlier, and even helped her sweep the door. I guess she felt a little sorry."

The suspicion in Xiao Yan's eyes did not diminish.

Is it really?

On weekdays, I often follow the sisters in the temple to fight wits and courage.

Each of them saw that they had a close relationship with Xiaodong's brother, and they all wanted to use her to establish a relationship with Ling Xiaodong.

However, thanks to his clever dealings and the fact that he kept a close eye on her in the past, Ling Xiaodong followed him every time he came to Qingfeng Temple and never ran around, so other sisters could not succeed.

It's a pity that everything must be guarded against, and house thieves are hard to guard against.

Xiao Yan never expected that her home would be stolen by her most trusted master in the end.

After a short period of suspicion, she let go of her guard, and the two usually just hang out with each other, which is not a problem.

Since Brother Xiaodong has already agreed to others, Xiaoyan has no choice but to go with him.

Along the way, Xiao Yan kept holding Ling Xiaodong's arm tightly, raising her chin high, and the smile on her lips never stopped.

She was making a high-profile oath to the passing teachers and sisters about the ownership of Ling Xiaodong's sovereignty around her, and the rest of the Taoist nuns in Qingfeng Temple were extremely envious.

But everyone is a quality cultivator after all, and no one stepped forward to bother.

With Xiaoyan as a talisman, Ling Xiaodong is also happy and leisurely.

While showing their affection, the two walked towards Huang Duoduo's residence unimpeded.

"and many more!"

Ling Xiaodong stopped suddenly, and looked towards the right side of the path.

Xiao Yan took his arm, tilted her head and said in doubt:

"Huh? What's wrong?"

A black shadow rushed towards the two at an extremely fast speed, wrapped in gusts of strong wind, and arrived in front of the two in an instant.

Xiaoyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and her hands holding Ling Xiaodong tightened.

"Daoist Ling!"

The black shadow let out a shrill cry.

"I'm trapped in the magic circle and can't get out!"

Chapter 197 Encounter

"Eh?"

Ling Xiaodong watched helplessly as Zheng Si'er, who was supposed to go back to the house long ago, ran towards him quickly, grabbing his sleeve tightly as if he was a savior when he saw it.

"Trapped by the formation? Did Miss Zheng walk into some forbidden area?"

He was confused at this time.

Why didn't I remember that Qingfengguan had such a trapping circle, and Zheng Si'er didn't stand here properly, without the slightest sign of being trapped.

Only then did Xiao Yan at the side see clearly that the afterimage running towards her just now turned out to be a woman.

She looked up and down at Zheng Sirer's appearance and was shocked.

She was so handsome and handsome, I had never seen her in Guannei before, and looking at her bright yellow swallow clothes, she didn't look like a new disciple in Guannei.

Her eyes stayed on Zheng Si'er's hand holding Ling Xiaodong's sleeve, and she raised her eyes to see Ling Xiaodong's expression that was not very surprised, and the alarm bells rang in her heart.

Why is it a woman I don’t know again!

Ling Xiaodong tugged on his cuff, but Zheng Sier refused to let go as if he was afraid that he would run away, so he had to ask helplessly:

"Miss Zheng, what happened to you?"

Zheng Si'er realized that she was being rude, and quickly let go of Ling Xiaodong's sleeves.

However, she still looked around vigilantly, and seriously said:

"After Daoist Ling left, I followed the original path and wanted to go back to the house, and then I discovered something was wrong!"

Ling Xiaodong saw that she was so serious and it was not a joke, so his expression became serious.

"Oh? Miss Zheng found something?"

Could it be that there are really hidden secrets in the Guannei that I can't see, and it takes Zheng Si'er, a predestined person, to discover it?

Zheng Si'er raised her finger and pointed to the surrounding houses, her pretty face was full of dignity:

"All the houses here are exactly the same. The longer I walk here, the thicker the white fog becomes. No matter where I go, the scenery is the same, obviously..."

She folded her hands on her chest, closed her eyes and nodded, expressing her judgment in an unquestionable tone.

"I should have accidentally touched the restriction of the observation, so I was trapped in the maze."

Then she let out a long breath and looked at Ling Xiaodong aside with a smile, her whole body became much more relaxed.

"Fortunately, Daoist Ling is here, so I can finally go out now."

"Pfft~"

After listening to Zheng Sier's logical analysis, Xiaoyan, who was holding Ling Xiaodong's arm, couldn't help but tilt her head and cover her mouth with a chuckle.

Although this girl is a sign of birth, why does she look dumb?

Zheng Si'er blankly looked at the pretty girl next to Ling Xiaodong whom he hadn't noticed just now.

Did I say something wrong?

Little did they know that her threat level in Xiaoyan's heart dropped several levels in an instant, even much lower than Huang Duoduo's.

"cough."

Ling Xiaodong clenched his fist with his right hand and coughed lightly, as if he understood what happened.

"Miss Zheng... there is no maze here."

Zheng Si'er was taken aback when he heard the words, then he widened his eyes and said in puzzlement:

"How is it possible! Then why are the styles of houses and roads here exactly the same everywhere? And the white fog is getting thicker and thicker!"

Ling Xiaodong bowed his head and remained silent. He didn't know how to explain so as not to hurt Zheng Si'er's dignity as the prince.

While he was still thinking, Xiao Yan beside him couldn't help but take the lead in explaining:

"The rooms in this disciple's residence are exactly the same because they can save a lot of space and money. Although they all look the same, they have their own numbers."

"And the fog is getting thicker and thicker, just because it's getting closer to evening."

After listening to Xiaoyan's explanation, Zheng Si'er fell into deep thought.

Putting it this way...

Just got lost again?

A blush climbed up her white snowy neck in an instant, fortunately it was not so obvious under the red light of the setting sun.

Zheng Si'er instantly understood why Daoist Ling looked at him with a strange expression before, as if hesitating to speak.

Although I had been going the wrong way on the way here, but because I was alone, it was not a big deal, at most it took a little more time and energy to go back on the road.

Now he was embarrassed in front of outsiders, thanks to the fact that he was still lamenting that it was a mansion of the immortal family, and the defense was strict.

It turned out that it was just my own wishful thinking for a long time.

At this time, the toes in Zheng Sirer's boots kept scratching the ground, almost scratching the soles. She only regretted that she didn't also wear the hat, so that her face could be hidden under it.

Under this embarrassing atmosphere, Ling Xiaodong asked Zheng Si'er puzzled: