Chapter 47 Demon Cult White Moonlight 2 Mu Li
When unusual movements occurred in Dengtian Pavilion tonight, Xiang Yao was the first to rush to the headmaster. After listening to the report from the disciples guarding the pavilion, she immediately asked for permission to lead a team of disciples to chase after them.
She is the chief disciple of the head of Ziwei Pavilion, and she should take the lead in everything.
The door was quietly pushed open. Xiang Yao gestured to the disciples behind him to stay outside and walked in first.
She had already sensed the presence of someone in the house, and it must be the thief she had just been tracking.
Not wanting to alert the enemy, she slowly walked towards the inner room. There seemed to be some movement behind the screen.
Xiang Yao raised the sword in his hand, murderous intent in his eyes, and kicked the screen down. The sword flashed and was placed on the man's neck, but the stabbing movement stopped abruptly.
"Mu Li?! Why is it you?!"
Behind the broken screen was Mu Li, who was in disheveled clothes.
Xiang Yao looked like she had seen a ghost and pointed at her: "Why is it you?!"
Ali calmly pushed away her sword, stood up, and did not intend to answer her question.
Xiang Yao grabbed her and asked, "Where is the thief in the house?"
Ali's eyes and eyebrows were beautiful, and he always had a cold expression, keeping people at a distance. Even in this miserable situation, he still had a sense of being otherworldly and detached.
Xiang Yao became increasingly irritated as she watched: "Let me ask you, where is the thief in the room just now?"
Ali's cold gaze finally turned to her, still maintaining his composure. "There aren't any thieves here. Senior Sister Xiang must have seen it wrong."
Xiang Yao narrowed her eyes, suddenly turned around and threw the sword in her hand, the tip of the sword piercing the headboard. She trembled slightly and asked, "Aren't you coming out yet?"
She had already understood what kind of dirty thing Ali was doing in this situation. Could it be that she had really seen it wrong and the thief did not come into this room?
Ali paused, tilted his head and looked at her: "Senior Sister Xiang, do you have to make things so ugly?"
Ever since she entered Ziwei Pavilion two years ago, Senior Sister Xiang Yao had disliked her and often made trouble for her.
Xiang Yao snorted coldly, a look of disdain on her face. "Something big happened in the pavilion tonight. As Uncle Xu's first disciple, you didn't put all your efforts into catching the thief, but you're hanging out with this man here. How shameless! I will definitely report this to the Sect Master and ask him to purge the sect!"
Although she couldn't catch the thief, being able to catch Mu Li's private affairs was a pleasant surprise. She just looked down on Mu Li's arrogant and fairy-like appearance.
As she spoke, Xiang Yao was about to walk towards where Ning Huaiqing was hiding to catch the thief and seize the stolen goods.
Ali stood still: "Senior Sister Xiang, have you made up your mind?"
Xiang Yao turned around and frowned: "What do you mean?"
Ali's eyes are deep, and even when he looks at you indifferently, you can feel a chill to the bone.
Thinking of the loss she had suffered from Mu Li in the past, Xiang Yao suddenly hesitated. Mu Li was a very arrogant person. The man who could make her lower herself to meet him in this humble room must not be an ordinary person.
But she didn't want to miss such a good opportunity.
"Mu Li, no matter who the man you're meeting is, you can't escape punishment according to the sect's rules."
"Really? But how come I never knew about this rule in the sect rules?" Ah Li glanced at the direction where Ning Huaiqing was hiding, his expression indifferent. "Besides, he and I are not married, and it's a consensual thing. Why should we be ashamed?"
Such naked and bold words came out of her mouth so frankly that even Ning Huaiqing in the dark was a little surprised.
"You! You are so shameless and you bring disgrace to our family!" Xiang Yao could never win an argument with her and could only get angry with her face flushed red.
Ah Li had already put on her clothes and seemed ready to leave. When she passed the furious Xiang Yao, she stopped and raised her eyelids slightly: "Sister Xiang, are you going to stay here to admire the moon?"
Xiang Yao immediately retorted, "What moon are you admiring?! I'm telling you, I wasn't the only one who witnessed what happened tonight. I'm going to tell the Sect Leader right now, just wait and see!"
After saying that, she snorted coldly and left in a mighty manner with the confused disciples outside the door.
Only after seeing them go far away did Ali release Ning Huaiqing and untie the ropes on his body.
Ning Huaiqing rubbed the back of his head which had just been bumped, and his wet eyes glanced at A Li from time to time, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Ah Li walked slowly towards him, raised her bare hand and touched his wound: "It's swollen."
Ning Huaiqing's heart skipped a beat, and after holding it in for a long while, he finally uttered a sincere exclamation: "Junior Sister Mu, oh no, Senior Sister Mu, your internal energy is truly amazing."
I still remember that she had teased me just now.
Ah Li raised his hand and stroked his smooth black hair again, saying faintly, "Is this all you want to say?"
Ning Huaiqing's brain short-circuited for a moment.
Looking at Ali's cold eyes, the first thing he thought of was that Senior Sister Mu had ruined her own reputation in order to protect him, and argued with Senior Sister Xiang who sounded very fierce, and she might even be punished by the head of the sect.
Ning Huaiqing immediately lowered his head to look at A-Li and said seriously, "Senior Sister Mu, everyone has their own responsibilities. I will explain this to the Sect Leader right away and will not implicate you."
If it weren't for the pure sincerity in his eyes, Ali would almost think he was joking.
A hint of teasing flashed across Ali's eyes. "How are you going to explain this to the Sect Master? Someone broke into the Ascension Pavilion tonight, and you just happened to be nearby."
She stared into Ning Huaiqing's obviously panicked eyes and pressed on, "Who are you? What are you planning to do by coming to Ziwei Pavilion?"
The future leader of the martial arts world is currently just a reckless young man who can't hide his thoughts, and was left speechless by Ali's question.
Ning Huaiqing kept saying "I" for a long time but couldn't explain it clearly.
He did have a purpose for coming here tonight, but it had nothing to do with the matter of Dengtian Pavilion, but he could not tell his purpose.
Ali's distrustful gaze was as real as a bullet. Ning Huaiqing was immediately anxious like an ant on a hot pan: "I'm really not a thief."
"My surname is Ning, my given name is Huaiqing, and my courtesy name is Muyuan. I am the son of Ning Yueze, the head of Linfeng Villa. I arrived at your sect yesterday to study."
"If Senior Sister Mu doesn't believe me, I have the token of Linfeng Villa here..." Ning Huaiqing searched his body for a while, then withdrew his hand awkwardly.
"I think I left in a hurry today and forgot it in the house. If it's not too much trouble, I will give it to you tomorrow and you will know it at a glance."
He finished speaking in one breath, stood up straight, held his breath, and waited for Ali's reaction.
Ali's cold brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Ning Huaiqing was so nervous that his mouth was dry, just as nervous as every time he stood in front of his father, waiting for him to test his martial arts progress.
No, it's a hundred times more stressful than that.
Although he met Senior Sister Mu for the first time tonight, he inexplicably didn't want her to have any misunderstandings about him.
Seeing Ali looking up at him again, Ning Huaiqing subconsciously straightened his not-so-broad chest, trying to make himself look less embarrassed.
Ali was silent for a long time. It seemed that the book said that Ning Huaiqing's "face blindness" meant that he could not remember the appearance of strangers.
It was clear that in the morning on the Xiaguang Terrace, his eyes were almost glued to her.
Ali looked at Ning Huaiqing quietly, his voice slightly cold: "No need."
*
The next day, Ning Huaiqing got up early again.
The Ning family has strict rules, and he has never had the habit of sleeping in since he was a child.
After practicing a set of sword skills in the yard and changing his clothes, Ning Huaiqing put his sword on his back and walked towards the Sword Storage House in high spirits.
Cangjianlu is where the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion practice martial arts. He thought that he should be able to find Senior Sister Mu here.
But until noon, Ning Huaiqing still didn't see the person he wanted to see. He stood at the gate of Cangjianlu, watching groups of disciples filing out, and suddenly he couldn't remember what Senior Sister Mu looked like.
Just as he was worried, two young men came towards him and asked, "Mr. Ning, why are you here?"
Ning Huaiqing stared at the two of them blankly, having no impression of them at all: "Do we... know each other?"
The two looked at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes: "Brother Ning, you forgot about us again."
"I'm Meng Zhen from the Xiaotian Fist Sect. Two years ago, I followed my master to your villa. We fished and hunted rabbits together, and we even became sworn brothers. Don't you remember?" said the fat boy.
"I'm Xiao Hong from the Cangwu Sect. The day before yesterday, my brother Meng and I met you at the inn at the foot of the mountain. We even exchanged some sword moves with you. Have you forgotten us so quickly?" said the thin young man.
Ning Huaiqing carefully examined it for a while and said hesitantly, "It seems to be the case..."
Fortunately, the two knew he had face blindness, so they didn't take it seriously. They said warmly, "We're going down the mountain with some friends this afternoon. Brother Ning, come with us!"
Ning Huaiqing shook his head: "I want to find someone, but I'm afraid it won't work out."
"Who is it?" Xiao Hong pushed Meng Zhen forward. "Brother Meng knows everything. If it's about the people and things in Ziwei Pavilion, just ask him and he will know."
Ning Huaiqing's eyes lit up: "Are you serious?"
Meng Zhen scratched his head embarrassedly: "Seriously... okay, tell me first."
"Her name is Mu Li. She's a senior sister from Ziwei Pavilion, and she's very skilled in martial arts..." Ning Huaiqing racked his brains but could only come up with this much. He paused for a moment and added, "She's also the first disciple of Master Xu from Ziwei Pavilion."
Meng Zhen frowned: "Do you still remember what she looks like?"
Ning Huaiqing didn't even think about it and blurted out, "She's extremely beautiful!"
Xiao Hong winked at him: "Oh...I see, that's how it is. Brother Meng, help him find someone!"
Meng Zhen nodded. "Senior Sister Mu entered Ziwei Pavilion two years ago. According to the pavilion's rules, they accept disciples every three years. Senior Sister Mu cannot break this rule."
"But Senior Sister Mu only demonstrated a set of sword moves in front of the Sect Master and three elders, and Elder Xu broke the decades-old rules of Ziwei Pavilion and accepted her as his disciple."
"What kind of sword move is so powerful?" Xiao Hong asked.
Meng Zhen shrugged. "I don't know about that. None of the disciples I know have ever seen one. That's why they think that Senior Sister Mu's identity as the elder's first disciple is unclear."
"But Senior Sister Mu never explained this. She simply defeated all dissenting disciples one by one at the Ziwei Pavilion's monthly sword competition, and that's how the gossip was finally put to rest."
He continued, "I heard from the disciples that Senior Sister Mu has always been aloof and solitary. No disciple in the sect is friendly with her. So when the Sect Master punished her to reflect on her mistakes in the Heart Cleansing Pool last night, no one stood up to plead for her..."
"What? Senior Sister Mu was punished by the Sect Leader to reflect on her mistakes?" Ning Huaiqing, who had been listening quietly, suddenly spoke.
"Yes, it happened last night." Meng Zhen said, "You..."
Before he could finish his words, Ning Huaiqing's figure disappeared from his sight.
His lightness skill was very advanced, and he could float in the air. In a short while, he arrived in front of the Xixin Pool.
He saw a disciple from Ziwei Pavilion sitting in the pavilion by the pond, and the disciple also saw him.
Is it Senior Sister Mu?
Ning Huaiqing looked at it for a long while, still unsure, so he walked forward and asked, "Are you Senior Sister Mu?"
Ali looked him over and shook his head lazily: "No."
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