At this time, the square was very lively, and everyone was discussing this new disciple named Jun Haocang.

It was not until Elder Wu spoke to Jun Haocang again that everyone became a little quieter.

"Hao Cang, you are now an inner disciple. I have arranged a residence for you in the courtyard of the inner disciple. This is the key, you can go." Elder Wu said, and handed him the key.

Jun Haocang pushed his hands and refused. The cold voice could not hear any emotion, but Elder Wu was surprised: "No, I want to live in the low-level courtyard of the outer disciples, which is remote and quiet there, suitable for cultivation."

"Well, but that's the lowest-level house. It's very dilapidated and has no resources. It's the worst treatment for the entire sect. If you go, Elder Wu was interrupted by Jun Haocang before he finished speaking.

"Needless to say, I have decided." As he said that, Jun Haocang had already walked off the arena and left the square gracefully.

Seeing the protagonist leave, everyone was stunned for a moment, then stood up and left the seat.

Seeing him leave, Su Moliang shouted as if he had woken up from a dream: "Nan Qingjue!!!"

She looked at his back as he quickly left in fear, and her heart was pulled hard, and her weak legs finally took a step and chased her from the audience.

But after the morning meeting, everyone left the seat and rushed towards the exit, and the square was filled with people.

At this moment, you can't see Nan Qingjue's figure.

Su Moliang panicked and kept approaching the exit of the square. However, because there were too many people, everyone pushed and shoved. After a long time, they couldn't squeeze out a smooth road.

Su Moliang was sweating profusely. No matter how hard she tried, her petite body was soon overwhelmed by the crowd, and her shrill shouts were also covered by the noise of the crowd.

Unable to see Nan Qingjue's figure, Su Moliang was so crazy that he used all his strength to open the crowd. His eyes were already filled with tears because of excitement.

yes

It must be him!

Over the past few days, when Su Moliang closed his eyes, his impeccable face and his enchanting ice blue eyes would appear.

How could she admit her mistake?

"Nan Qingjue! Nan Qingjue, come back for me!" Su Moliang shouted at the top of his lungs, causing the people around him to look sideways frequently, showing a surprised expression.

When she completely squeezed out of the crowd and ran out of the square, watching the crowded avenue, none of them were Nan Qingjue's figure. Su Moliang clenched his fists, wrapped his tears, and gritted his teeth and growled: "Nan Qingjue, you bastard! Don't think about it this time I forgive you!"

It was clear that I would not leave her and that I would not let go. Everything was fake!

Thinking of this, Su Moliang's heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He ran aimlessly while looking for his figure.

Every shout was filled with unspeakable sobs and heartbrokenness.

She didn't know where she ran, nor where Nan Qingjue went, she only knew to blindly search for his figure.

Gradually, there were fewer people around and fewer voices, leaving only Su Moliang's crying sounds that were almost weeping.

However, just as Su Moliang collapsed, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the side, pressing her against the wall with a fierce force.

Su Moliang opened his pupils and had not had time to be shocked, the raindrop-like kiss fell down crazily.

In an instant, Su Moliang's breath was taken away by domineeringly, and a scorching breath rushed towards her. The somewhat dry lips pressed tightly against her lips, and she rubbed her hard, as if she wanted to swallow her whole body.

Su Moliang was stunned, stunned, opened his eyes wide, staring at the handsome face in front of him, staring at the pair of blue eyes as bright as the deep sea shattered ice, and his emotions were rapidly expanding, and his whole heart was about to burst.

It's him!

It's him!

Su Moliang's tears were thrusting out of her eyes, and the grief instantly drowned out her reason.

She struggled wildly, pushed him hard, and hit Nan Qingjue's chest with her fist.

However, Nan Qingjue's arm strength was scary, imprisoning her somewhat exhausted body, and she refused to let go. Her right palm suddenly held the back of her head and her left hand pressed her closer together. The force seemed to rub her into her body.

At this moment, Nan Qingjue was also crazy.

He missed this woman, and he was crazy about it.

If he hadn't been critically ill at the beginning, he didn't want her to know her injuries and didn't want her to worry about him, he wouldn't be willing to leave no matter what.

Looking at her sad look, his heart also hurt hard, slowly letting go of her lips and kissing her tears.

Little by little, she kissed her cheek, as if she wanted to use her lips to outline the appearance of missing her in her mind that she had been thinking about it thousands of times.

He always thought that he was the ruler of the world and was the only one who was alone, never caring about anyone, never sad about anyone.

However, the woman in front of him made him lose his mind and made him crazy.

At this moment, he only wanted her and wanted her hard!

"Liang'er, Liang'er, Liang'er" He gently called her name, but it seemed that he could not call her enough.

Su Moliang's eyes were red when he cried, raised his arms angrily, and slapped him hard: "Nan Qingjue, you liar!"

This roar was exhausting all her strength.

Nan Qingjue was slapped, and a hint of heartache appeared in his dark blue eyes.

"sorry."

"Don't say sorry to me, I won't forgive you!" Su Moliang gritted his teeth at this moment, and he was clearly happy that he was alive, but the pain of not saying goodbye to the point of not saying goodbye made her collapse. How do she forgive him?

Seeing her crying, Nan Qingjue's heart suddenly hugged her into his arms as if she was cut by a knife, and kissed the lips that were bitten a little bleeding from her bite.

His cold tongue was wrapped around him, and every corner of the attacker's mouth dominated her and fiercely seized all her beauty.

He hugged her waist tightly, wandering around her spine with excitement, and was so emotional that he couldn't control himself.

Su Moliang felt his enthusiasm, his domineeringness, his strong and powerful arms and chest, and his heart trembled violently because of anger and excitement.

"Jun Haocang, you dare to bully my disciples. It's outrageous!"

Just when the two of them were unable to control their relationship, a loud roar suddenly came from not far away.

Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue were both frightened and suddenly let go of each other.

Wei Feng looked at Su Moliang's swollen eyes and cried at first glance, and Jun Hao pressed her against the wall tyrannically, as if he was bullying her.

Wei Feng was furious and pointed at Nan Qingjue and rushed over, grabbed his arm and pulled him away from Su Moliang.

"Okay, I didn't expect that the newly accepted disciple of Elder Jin was actually a disciple! I don't teach you a lesson today."

As he said that, Wei Feng punched Nan Qingjue hard.

Nan Qingjue's punch was inexplicably beaten, and he suddenly shouted innocently: "What are you doing? She is my woman!"

Su Moliang felt a little distressed when he saw this, but he thought that he would not kill himself so badly without swearing. It would be hard to relieve his hatred if he didn't punish him.

"Elder Wei, I don't know him at all, he bullies me."
Chapter completed!