Cong Mo, I will make sure you can’t cultivate this ruthless path!
Cong Mo coaxed Leng Can down, "Sit on the stool and I'll explain to you."
Leng Can buried his head in her shoulder and shook his head vigorously, "No."
"Then..." Cong Mo's eyes rolled around, as if she had found a good idea. She half-bent over and sat on the wooden bench. She loosened her arm that was supporting Leng Can's knee, and reached up to hold his thigh, gently placing him on her lap. Her other hand was around his waist to prevent him from falling backwards. After she finished, her numb arm felt relieved, and she took a deep breath, "Then I'll hold you and sit down."
"Hmph..." Leng Can snorted, wrapping his arms around her neck without saying a word.
He didn't say anything, so Cong Mo couldn't understand what he meant. "Do you want an explanation? Why did I go to Jianshan just now?"
In order to prevent Leng Can from knowing her methods and the scene and getting scared, she wiped off all the blood stains on her body before coming back.
"Go to Jianshan to dispel the rumors?" Leng Can muttered in a vague voice.
Cong Mo's pupils trembled.
How did Leng Can know this? She had clearly already wiped out all traces.
She looked around at her clothes, wondering if there was something not done carefully enough?
"Don't look for me anymore." Leng Can sighed deeply and raised his head from her arms. "I was just lying to you. Is it because I didn't eat porridge last night that you think I went there because I was in a bad mood because of the rumors?"
His eyes were swollen from crying, and red like walnuts. Cong Mo took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped away the tears from his eyes. He didn't say "yes" or "no", but just said, "It's always wrong to not eat enough. Don't eat so little next time."
Leng Can was suddenly reminded of something sad when she said that. He snatched the handkerchief away, rubbing his eyes against the soft and fragrant handkerchief as a few more tears rolled down his cheeks. "What if I become a fat man after eating so much meat and fish every day?"
"Then..." Cong Mo clenched his fists, stretched his arms across his knees, lifted him up and weighed him twice, "My strength will also increase, and I will be able to lift you then."
"You..." Leng Can burst into laughter, "...when did you ever learn to make people happy?"
"Is this what you call trying to make someone happy?" Cong Mo looked doubtful. "I'm just telling you the truth. If you eat too much, you'll naturally get fat. I can only hold you if I grow stronger."
"Forget it..." Leng Can shouldn't have expected a piece of wood like her to say anything nice. He was in a better mood after being coaxed, and he also felt embarrassed after realizing it, "Cong Mo, put me down."
"Yeah, okay."
Leng Can staggered two steps and stood up. His calf, which had been bent just now, felt numb and uncomfortable.
He sat next to Cong Mo, folding his arms, holding his head high, not even looking at her, with a very arrogant demeanor, "Okay, go ahead, I want to hear your explanation now."
"us……"
"Leng Can, are you not crying anymore?" She had just uttered two words when Li suddenly appeared from somewhere. "Now that you've been comforted, let's go inside the hall. Master is back and is waiting for you."
"Master is back?" Cong Mo's attention was immediately drawn to him. He took two steps forward and turned into a wisp of smoke and floated away.
For a moment, without even a glance at Leng Can, he felt jealous for no reason. Wasn't it normal for the master to return to Wuqing Mountain? Why was he so excited?
What a blockhead! He stomped his feet twice, getting angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, and his whole body was shaking.
Seeing him like this, he walked up to him, gently patted his shoulders twice, and said earnestly, "It's common for children to be inseparable from their mothers. I understand you."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Leng Can stood up suddenly, grabbed his shoulders and turned towards the direction Cong Mo left, then stood up and hugged his waist tightly, "Go quickly, turn into smoke, and then flash to the main hall, I want to go see Master too..."
“…especially to see what Cong Mo is so excited about!”
I didn't hear the last words he said, so I put my finger to my lips and chanted a spell, "...Now!"
When he opened his eyes again, the scene before him was not the interior of the hall. Leng Can looked back and could even see the place where he had just been. "Brother, did you recite the spell correctly?"
"No!" He scratched his head. "The technique Master taught me depends on spiritual power. My spiritual power level is average, and I can only teleport a hundred meters at a time. So I need to teleport multiple times to reach the hall. But it doesn't matter. It's faster than flying a sword. Junior brother, you don't know anything yet!"
Leng Can: “…”
When they arrived at the main hall, the old man Qing and Cong Mo were already halfway through their conversation.
Cong Mo's face showed guilt, "Master..."
"No need to apologize," said the old man, Qingyi, calmly. "There's always been a conflict between Jianyi and me. This was bound to happen sooner or later. I've been thinking about finding a chance to punish him for a long time. Besides, I've been seeing his kid being unhappy for a long time."
"What is there to apologize for?" Leng Can strode forward, knelt on one knee beside Cong Mo, kowtowed respectfully, and spoke righteously, "Master, Xiao Mo did nothing wrong! They were the ones who made the mistake first."
He trotted over and stood beside the old man.
"It's not because of this." Cong Mo pulled Leng Can, "Don't be rude to Master."
Leng Can watched her defend the old man instead of standing on his side just because of his impulse.
The anger that was already bubbling in my heart was about to explode.
Why should Cong Mo side with others? She should stand on his side!
"Cong Mo, you..."
"Leng Can." The old man called him.
Leng Can's anger was about to explode, but when he heard the old man calling him, he regained some consciousness.
No matter what, the old man is their elder, and acting like this in front of them is extremely disrespectful.
Once you have been taught, you will never do anything that would bring shame upon your teacher.
Leng Can knelt down again and answered reluctantly, "Yes."
"Cong Mo didn't tell you what happened in Jianshan?"
"No." Leng Can shook his head. "She didn't tell me, Master, what exactly happened?"
"I don't."
"Then why didn't you tell me? You know why!"
Cong Mo opened his mouth, unable to explain, "...um..."
No matter what, she did not explain to Leng Can.
The old man looked at the two people's eyes and took the initiative to explain the general process of what happened in Tongjian Mountain.
The more Leng Can listened, the wider his eyes opened.
Cong Mo went to Jianshan alone.
Cong Mo threatened the old man Jian Yi with Wang Xiao's life.
Cong Mo is against the entire Jianshan.
Leng Can's angry heart softened, "Xiao Mo, you did this for me, and I was still mean to you, I..."
"Not entirely," Cong Mo interrupted him. "The rumor hurt Wuqing Mountain, Wuqing Dao, and Master. Compared to these, the damage done to you and me is nothing more than a drop in the bucket, not worth mentioning."
Leng Can keenly grasped the key words, "So you're fighting for the Wuqing Dao, Wuqing Mountain, and Master, but I'm the only one left out, right? Then what did you just do..."
He suddenly realized that his so-called sweet guess just now, that Cong Mo was leaving just because he didn't eat, did not seem to have received a response from Cong Mo.
Cong Mo would not lie, she just simply wanted him to eat.
"also……"
"Forget it." Leng Can waved his hands, tears welling up in his eyes again. He didn't even look at her, but turned his head to look at the old man Jian Yi, "Master, what was the final result given by the sect master?"
The elder, Qingyi, didn't see what was going on between them and replied, "Jianshan has issued a notice explaining the true situation, but the content contained in the crystal ball cannot be taken and broadcast. It will ruin the glorious reputation of Xianshan in the hearts of the people. As for Jianyi, no one in Xianshan can reach Jianyi's level, and this elder's position cannot be abolished. He had originally been training Wang Xiao as the successor, so he didn't set his sights on more capable disciples. But Wang Xiao's foundation was too weak, and he was a hopeless case. Other capable people didn't have the opportunity to show their talents. However, Jianyi's behavior was wrong in the first place, and it naturally cannot happen again. If he does it again, he will be expelled from Xianshan. He has a family in the human world. Wang Xiao left Xianshan and returned to the human world, and was banned from Xianshan for life. However, Jianyi is quite wealthy in the human world. As long as Wang Xiao doesn't make trouble, he should live a carefree and beautiful life in the second half of his life."
"It's hard to change one's nature, and it's hard to change a bad temper," Leng Can commented. "I just hope he doesn't let other things blind him anymore."
The old man told the two to rest for a few days before starting to study magic and then let them go.
He stroked his chin, and while the two turned to leave, he shone the magic weapon on Cong Mo's back, and the magic weapon showed the growth of Cong Mo's emotional roots.
"It actually stopped."
The old man frowned, very puzzled. He thought that the close relationship between the two could nourish Cong Mo's feelings, and it would not be too late for her to decide whether to stay in Wuqing Mountain or not based on her true feelings. So he did not bother to keep a distance between them.
After all, to cut off all emotions and desires means to cut off all emotions and desires, so no matter what feelings Leng Can has for her, it should have some effect.
But using a mirror, the love root that was half grown last time seemed to be shorter now.
What on earth is going on!
Is it possible that the root of love can be retracted?
Someone is still repairing it remotely
As soon as he left the hall, Leng Can no longer concealed his unhappiness and became angry. Without waiting for Cong Mo, he strode away on his own.
Cong Mo chased him from behind, "Why are you walking so fast? Is there something urgent? Why don't you speak? Are you angry? Why?"
When she spoke on the right, Leng Can turned his head to the left. When she spoke on the left, Leng Can turned his head to the right according to the direction.
This went on so many times that Leng Can's neck was twisted and painful, but Cong Mo was still circling around him, persistently asking him why he ignored her and why he didn't speak.
Until he returned to the house, Leng Can slammed the door shut with such force that it almost broke apart.
Cong Mo's hand was locked outside the door and almost hit it. "Xiao Can, why are you angry?"
"What do you care about me! I can have a baby if I want to!" Leng Can's voice was mixed with anger.
This was the first sentence Leng Can had said to her on the way back. Cong Mo couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy that Leng Can was willing to talk to her. She took two steps back in confusion. "Then I'll go to the human world to buy you a roast chicken. Wait for me."
After saying that, he turned into a wisp of smoke and flew away.
Leng Can threw the pillow to the ground, gritting his teeth, "Who wants to eat your roast chicken! Bad Congmo! Stinky Congmo!"
He blinked, and then became inexplicably excited.
"Cong Mo, I will never let you achieve this ruthless path!"
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