After being bound by the system, Bai Yueguang and I reunited

Chapter 416 Falling Moonlight 16

"Hey, I'll go now."

Upon hearing this, Liuyue, whose long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, smiled brightly, winked at Hehuan, and her figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

After making the arrangements, Hehuan turned around and saw the singer walking slowly towards them, holding the hand of a handsome young man.

The round fan in her hand suddenly stopped waving.

After a quick look, he could tell the boy's identity.

Demon?

But that face...

He Huan waved his hand leisurely, "Xiao Tangxi, hurry up, I'm tired of standing!"

When the barrier opened, she narrowed her eyes.

"This is?"

Is it the famous Immortal Venerable? Or is it some taciturn and uncommunicative little swordsman?

Chaoge moved his fingers, but still did not let go of Qinglan's hand. He just said solemnly, "This is Qinglan."

He turned his head and introduced Qinglan, "This is Hehuanxian, Ying Congyue, my dear friend."

He Huan tilted his head, "Qing Lian?"

Her narrow and charming eyes swept across Chaoge's face, and then looked at the vines that seemed to be wrapping around Chaoge.

"...Qinglian-kun." She called out politely.

This posture is unlike anyone else!

Qinglan peeked out from behind Chaoge's shoulder and imitated Hehuan in the same tone, "Fairy Hehuan."

Hehuan held a round fan to cover the lower half of her face.

Silly.

"Has everything been dealt with?"

Hearing her question, Chaoge nodded, "Yeah."

He Huan chuckled, with a chilling coldness in his voice, "I really let them take advantage of me. I died so easily!"

With a sigh, He Huan immediately changed the subject, "Let's go, Master, let's go home."

Chaoge was a little confused, "Me, the Sect Master?"

He Huan didn't explain, but just took her hand and said, "This is a surprise. I'll tell you when we get there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a magnificent and beautiful flying boat appeared in the air.

Hehuan raised her wide sleeves.

"Children, why don't you clear the way for our leader?"

At the command, the other eleven disciples behind Hehuan, who had been quiet and well-behaved, responded loudly and in unison.

Then some people played the piano, some played the flute, some scattered flower petals, some danced, and some even took out tables, chairs and snacks from their storage bags and placed them in the empty space in front of the flying boat.

Chaoge and Qinglan were crowded onto the flying boat.

"This is the disciple I have accepted over the years." Hehuan blinked her charming eyes.

"You never imagined it, did you? I am someone's master now!"

Someone stuffed a cup of tea into Chao Ge's mouth, and his eyelashes trembled when he heard it.

"I really didn't expect it, but you are very good."

Only the most powerful disciples of the Hehuan Sect can get the title of Hehuan Immortal.

Back then, Ying Congyue was only twenty years old, but he defeated countless fellow disciples and won the title.

She was in a lazy and casual posture, half leaning, "As for me, I now have a total of twelve disciples."

As He Huan finished speaking, the disciples surrounding him introduced themselves in order.

"Greetings, Sect Master. I am the boss Duan Yue!" The fairy in white spoke first.

Behind Duan Yue, the girl sitting on the deck with her arm around her was smiling.

"Master, I am the second senior sister Ruyue."

"I'm Tao Yue, the third child."

"I'm Huaiyue."

"Hehe, I'm the sixth sister He Yue. Fifth sister Liu Yue is out for something, so I'll be the one to pay her respects to the sect leader on her behalf!"

He Yue was born with a baby-like face with round cheeks. When she spoke to people with a smile, she looked innocent and naive.

"Frost Moon."

"I am the eighth senior sister Guiyue!"

"Master, I am Xuan Yue."

"I am Master's most beautiful disciple, Lu Yue!"

These words attracted the attention of all the sisters and fellow apprentices. Lu Yue raised her head, took out a small mirror from her sleeve and admired her own beauty.

This action caused everyone to laugh.

The girl next to her laughed and scolded her for being conceited, and then said, "Sect Master, I am Eleventh Jiayue."

"I am Little Twelve Ice Moon!"

As they announced their numbers one by one, Hehuan listened quietly with a smile, and only looked at Chaoge after they had finished speaking.

"How are they? My disciples are not only born good, but also have good temperaments and good cultivation. They are simply good in every way!"

After listening to it, Chaoge's heart was slightly moved.

"Their names are based on the month of December."

Hehuan met her gaze and gave her a gentle, nostalgic smile.

"Yes."

The thought that had popped up in Chaoge's mind since Hehuan called her the sect leader became stronger at this moment.

"So, the sect..."

He Huan raised a finger and put it to his lips, "Shh..."

At this moment, the flying boat stopped.

She stood up, turned around and stretched out her hand to Chaoge.

"You'll know once you take a look."

Chaoge followed her force and got off the flying boat.

The first thing that caught my eye was a huge rock with eight large characters carved on it using the sharpness of a sword.

All beings are equal and there is no distinction between the classes in education.

That was back then, she carved it at her own whim with the spring sunshine.

Chaoge looked up.

On the ancient and solemn stone tablet was the name of the sect that many of their friends had talked about in their casual conversations back then - Wuya Sect.

To seek the truth does not ask about one's origin; to realize the truth does not ask about form; this is called boundless.

Chaoge turned back suddenly, "You still remember."

I remember when I was young, I was drunk and talking nonsense.

He Huan smiled and said, "Yes."

"Welcome home, Tangxi."

Wuya Sect is located in the southwest, sparsely populated, but with abundant spiritual energy and abundant resources.

Hehuan walked in front and led the way.

"This sect protection formation is something I learned from you back then."

Chaoge lowered his eyes and looked at the floating formation pattern under his feet.

Actually not.

Her talent in formations is far inferior to that of an ordinary person.

Her little sister.

Tangxi Yaojing.

The formation that was taught to Hehuan was also learned from Yao Jing.

Yu Jian quickly reached the top of Hehuan Peak.

A tree of Albizia Julibrissin was in full bloom, and it seemed as if half the sky was dyed red.

Looking further back, you can see where Hehuan sleeps.

She enjoyed it so much that she made herself a mobile home.

From the outside, it looks like an exquisitely shaped, luxurious and restrained garden on earth.

After arriving at his own territory, Hehuan simply let himself go.

She quickly threw off her shoes and ran barefoot to the tree. Without using any spiritual energy, she started digging the soil with her hands.

"Come on!"

Hehuan half-crouched under the tree and waved his hands, which were stained with dark brown mud, at Chaoge.

The beautiful, powerful, charming and romantic person suddenly changed his appearance.

Qing Lian was stunned for a moment, then approached Chao Ge at a loss, "Well, what is she digging? Do you need my help?"

As she spoke, thin vines sprouted from Qinglian's outstretched fingers.

Chaoge pressed his hand down, "No need."

Looking at Hehuan who had no image at all, like a rabbit digging a hole, Chaoge couldn't help but smile.

She walked forward, sat down on the ground like her, and started helping her dig the soil.

"Do you know what's buried under here?"

Chaoge shook his head in agreement, "What are you hiding?"

He Huan's men kept moving, "Ha, of course it's a good thing I have hidden for hundreds of years!"