Single Dog Ending System - Chapter 125

When Yun Hua arrived at Qingyun Peak, when he saw Zhong Yi, he was a little surprised.

The last time Yun Jue succeeded in refining his sword, he said that he wanted to rest, so he didn’t stay too long. He left with his senior brothers and sisters when they left, so of course he didn’t see Zhong Yi and Bo Yi. This time, he brought Li Xiu to Qingyun Peak. His mood was a little complicated when he saw Zhong Yi’s uniform.

He hopes that Yun Jue can really open up his heart, but he does not want him to be too close to others. For example, Zhong Yi and Bo Yi, who were only sent to Qingyun Peak to serve Yun Jue. Another example, Lang Qianxing, who was suddenly called a destined disciple by Yun Jue not long ago.

He loves him, and naturally only hopes that Yun Jue will only open his heart to him.

Yun Hua had a smile on his face, but he was thinking about something that made his eyes seem bottomless.

Turning around the corridor, they soon arrived at Yun Jue’s courtyard.

As soon as he arrived, Yun Hua’s eyes locked on Yun Jun figure who was sitting under the peach tree with his back to him. The smile from the corner of his mouth also spread to his eyes, but the smile didn’t last long, because he quickly saw Lang Qianxing, and the sword in Lang Qianxing’s hand.

“Junior Brother!” Yun Hua walked quickly to Qin Lang’s side and tapped his shoulder with a fan.

Qin Lang put down the tea in his hand, turned slightly to look at him, and said lightly, “Senior brother.”

Yun Hua was obviously accustomed to Qin Lang’s indifferent tone and attitude. He sat across from him without saying much, then said with a smile, “I left you two jars of wine that I brewed for you last time. There’s nothing to do today so I’ll send it to you.”

Li Xiu, who came with him, put two jars of wine on the stone table. Although he lowered his head, his eyes glanced at Lang Qianxing who was still practicing with his swords in the yard.

“It’s fine to ask the disciple to bring it, I’d made senior brother come in person.” Qin Lang glanced at the two jars of wine, and quickly focused his attention on Lang Qianxing. His attitude was not only dull, but also a little cold.

Yun Hua turned a blind eye and said with a smile: “Isn’t it just…Senior brother misses you, so I want to see junior brother?”

Qin Lang looked at Yun Hua in silence, the latter raised his eyebrows with a smile, Qin Lang lowered his gaze, “Senior brother is joking.”

Yun Hua smiled, not saying whether he was just joking or serious, and watched Lang Qianxing practice his sword with Qin Lang.

Zhong Yi made tea for Yun Hua, and Yun Hua stopped him: “Zhong Yi, go bring out the chess board.”

“Yes, master.” Zhong Yi went to Qin Lang’s study. Every time Yun Hua came to Qingyun Peak, he played chess with master to relieve his boredom. He didn’t mean to ask Qin Lang opinion, it may be that he will unlikely refuse.

However, I don’t want to play chess at all, it’s so boring. Qin Lang thought silently.

“Hmm…don’t be impatient with your sword skill. Junior brother, your little disciple is not bad.” Yun Hua leaned on the stone table and commented with half-squinted eyes.

Qin Lang shook his head and whispered like a sigh: “Unfortunately…”

He didn’t finish speaking, he just waved his hand to stop Lang Qianxing, looked at Lang Qianxing and said, “Okay, if you don’t want to continue practicing, you don’t have to embarrass yourself.”

Lang Qianxing lowered his head and retracted his sword, pursing his lips, as if aggrieved and guilty.

“Master, your sword.” Lang Qianxing held the sword in both hands and handed it to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang looked at the red sword, as if he was thinking about something. After a few seconds, he reached out and put it in his storage ring.

Yun Hua was drinking tea and looked at Lang Qianxing from head to toe.

Even if Qin Lang didn’t say it, he could see that the reason why he refused to give the Chiyang Sword to senior brother was because the owner had already been chosen.

The Chiyang Sword was specially sealed to make it look like a normal sword so that Lang Qianxing could use it without any burden.

Heh, when did he, his always indifferent little junior brother, become so concerned about a disciple?

Thinking of this, Yun Hua almost couldn’t control his strength to grab the teacup into powder, but he was in control after all.

Lang Qianxing bowed to Yun Hua, restrained all his emotions, and said with respect like every disciple in Tianyun Sect: “Disciple Lang Qianxing have seen uncle master.”

“Hm.” Yun Hua nodded, and took out a delicate little pagoda from his robe wide sleeve, “After all, you’re Yun Jue’s first disciple, I should give you something.”

Qin Lang showed no expression, neither letting Lang Qianxing accept it nor letting him refuse.

However, Lang Qianxing took a step back and bowed again and said, “Uncle master, if one doesn’t have merit, one won’t be rewarded. Disciple can’t accept it.”

Standing behind Yun Hua, Li Xiu’s eyes lit up from the moment he took out the Linglong Pagoda. Hearing that he was giving it to Lang Qianxing, he couldn’t help looking at Lang Qianxing jealousy. Seeing Lang Qianxing’s pretentious attitude, he couldn’t help but secretly roll his eyes.

Yun Hua didn’t believe it, and asked with a smile, “You really don’t want it? Your master didn’t say that you can’t accept it.”

Lang Qianxing snorted coldly in his heart, but still respectfully lowered his body even lower.

Yun Hua shook his head helplessly, looked at the exquisite pagoda by himself, and said, “My thing doesn’t look that bad… Junior Brother, how about it for you? Don’t look at it like your little disciple…”

Qin Lang looked at the gadget in front of him, which was like colored glass, reflecting a magnificent brilliance under the light, pretty enough. Then he tucked it into his sleeve.

Lang Qianxing on the side: …careless!

He noticed that Zhong Yi came over, he didn’t expect that Yun Hua’s goal was actually master!

Yun Hua’s gift to Yun Jue’s apprentice was nothing at all, but he deliberately said that he was Yun Jue’s first disciple. The whistleblower that made Yun Feng said that he was a demon spy, Lang Qianxing didn’t need to guess what Yun Hua’s intention was.

Yun Hua, this time he started a new life, it was no surprise that he noticed the way he fooled others.

Seeing Qin Lang accept it, the smile on Yun Hua’s face deepened.

Zhong Yi placed the chessboard and chess box on the table, backed up behind Qin Lang, stood with Lang Qianxing, and gave the younger junior brother with a rough face on the opposite side a gentle smile.

Li Xiu, who was on the opposite side, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled back in a friendly manner.

The chess game started. The warm breeze occasionally blew across the courtyard, the peach petals also fell with the wind, and a few petals fell on the chessboard. The disciples did not dare to disturb, so Yun Hua picked it up.

“Yun Jue,” Yun Hua played with the chess pieces in his hand and looked at Qin Lang’s focused eyebrows, “Go to my Baiyun Peak on the fifth day of next month?”

Qin Lang just looked at the chess game. After putting down the piece, he asked him, “Is senior brother doing something?”

Yunhua touched his nose and dropped the matter at will, “Can’t I invite you to sit with me even if there’s nothing to do?”

Qin Lang didn’t say a word. He looked up at the inattentive opponent on the opposite side, and thought again while holding a chess piece.

After Qin Lang dropped the piece, he replied to Yun Hua, “Senior brother, I have something to do next month.”

Yun Hua frowned unhappily, “What matters?”

“Cultivation.” Qin Lang said, “I will probably come back before the Xuyang competition. After the Xuyang competition, I plan to retreat.”

Yun Hua set aside his carelessness and sat up straight, “You guys step back first. I have something to say to your master.”

“Yes.” After the three disciples responded, Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang’s profile suspiciously.

He happened to find a flower petal next to Qin Lang’s hair crown. Before he left, he stretched out his hand and took off the flower petal.

Qin Lang, who has been served by Lang Qianxing recently, didn’t feel anything. He was still watching the chess game, frowning and thinking about where to go next.

Lang Qianxing lowered his head and bowed to Qin Lang, holding the petal in his palm, and withdrew with his senior brother, leaving Yun Hua’s eyes full of surprise and anger.

When did Yun Jue let others touch him? When did this strange Lang Qianxing become so close to Yun Jue? He actually dared to stretch out his hand to touch his hair, and Yun Jue seemed to be used to it too!

Yun Hua finally still couldn’t control himself and crushed a black chess piece.

Qin Lang frowned slightly and looked at him, “Senior brother?”

However, Yun Hua has already restrained his anger again. There’s only some dissatisfaction and complaints in his eyes: “Yun Jue, if I don’t ask you, you don’t plan to tell me, do you?”

Qin Lang answered him with silence.

Yun Hua sighed like a lonely person, his mood to play chess was gone. He opened the fan to calm himself, “When will you leave? Senior brother will accompany you?”

“Senior brother.” Qin Lang looked at him helplessly. There was an expression on his cold face, which could probably be read by the person on the opposite side — I’m not a child, and I don’t need anyone to accompany me.

Yun Hua squeezed his eyebrows, a little irritably, “Retreat again when you come back?”

“Mm.” Seeing that he didn’t want to continue the chess game, Qin Lang got up from the stone table and looked at the mist-shrouded immortal mountain, “I should face it. Senior brother, you can’t help me.”

“Junior brother, what are you…” Yun Hua’s face fluctuated between joy and worry. Then he suddenly closed the fan, as if thinking of something, “Junior brother, what you said is wrong, senior brother will naturally be able to help you.”

Qin Lang took a deep look at him and reminded: “Senior brother, cultivation is always my matter, you must not leave any cause and effect for me.”

“Senior brother knows.” Yun Hua smiled nonchalantly and told Qin Lang to continue playing the unfinished game of chess.

In the evening, Lang Qianxing came to Qin Lang’s door. The lights were still on, it was still early. Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

“Come in.” Qin Lang opened the door for him and walked into the room. It seemed that he had expected that Lang Qianxing would come to him tonight.

Lang Qianxing followed him in and closed the door. Qin Lang looked back at him because he was closing the door.

“Master, are you going to practice? Can you bring Qianxing?” The young man’s clear eyes gleamed faintly, whether it was reluctance or expectation, or the love he thought was well hidden.

Qin Lang retracted his gaze, “I planned to take you there.”

“Ah?” Lang Qianxing was stunned for a moment, then became happy and asked enthusiastically, “Master, when will we set off?”

Qin Lang thought about it and replied, “Three days later.”

There was a smile on Lang Qianxing’s face, but he quickly frowned and asked him carefully, “Master, senior brothers, will you bring them too?”

Qin Lang saw through his careful thoughts, as he wished: “They stay at Qingyun Peak.”

When Lang Qianxing returned to his room and lay on the bed, his bright and clean smile when he faced Qin Lang changed, the corners of his mouth curved up, but happy mood did not change. He left Tianyun Sect with master and went to other places, just the two of them. No matter what kind of thoughts he has in his heart, this is an excellent opportunity.