Late at night, the snow stopped, and the cold wind whistled, and the sound of the wind made Jiang Zuiyao unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Disturbed, Jiang Zuiyao came to the balcony with her cloak and looked at the snowy area outside. The objects that were originally modern in the Medical Building were gone, but they were quaint.

Putting on the cloak, the cold wind made Jiang Zuiyao more awake.

The sudden flash of the wind in his mind said today, Shao Ziqing...

Too many speculations came to my mind, Jiang Zuiyao had insomnia because of this incident.

At this time, Liu Zhuoran's voice came from his ears: "Master is not sleeping yet so late?"

Jiang Zuiyao turned his head and saw Liu Zhuoran, who lived next door, also standing on the balcony, holding a candlelight to talk to him.

Jiang Zuiyao nodded, and Liu Zhuoran asked again: "Did you have insomnia? Is it because of Brother Zhanfeng's words today?"

Under the vigilant gaze, Jiang Zuiyao began to examine Liu Zhuoran. She did not dare to reveal her heart to him. It can be said that now she cannot trust anyone here.

Jiang Zuiyao, who had been silent for a long time, didn't say anything. Suddenly, a voice that was colder than winter came from her head: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

I looked up and found Zong Yuan.

Jiang Zuiyao withdrew her gaze and went straight into the room.

That night, Jiang Zuiyao slept very late but got up very early. On the second day, she seemed to be indifferent and stayed in the room in a drowsy manner, lying on the bed and waking up when she was sleeping.

It was not until a knock on the door that Jiang Zuiyao opened her eyes from the chaos and asked, "Who?"

"It's me, Zhan Feng."

Jiang Zuiyao got up and opened the door. It was indeed Zhan Feng. She took a few steps back and said, "Come in."

Zhan Feng walked into the room, looked at the table of food that had not moved, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Zuiyao nodded without interest, Zhan Feng looked at the dining table again, and said, "It seems that I haven't eaten for a day, and the food is piled up here, why don't I eat it?"

Jiang Zuiyao didn't reply, just sat by the bed.

Zhan Feng looked back and saw a thin body, his hair was scattered and he had not combed. He sat on a modern double bed he had never slept to the end.

He guessed her thoughts, but said without saying a word: "Do you use any strange things in this room?"

Jiang Zuiyao nodded perfunctorily and asked again: "I have never seen these things before, and even the head of the sect knows nothing about them. How could you do this?"

Jiang Zuiyao looked at somewhere with her eyes straight, and was worried, and she didn't want to pay attention to Zhan Feng at all.

Zhan Feng stopped talking about these gossips, found a chair and sat down, and said, "I've gone to see the weapons you developed."

Such words finally made Jiang Zuiyao react. She turned to look at Zhan Feng, but asked a sentence that had nothing to do with this sentence: "You used to be Shao Ziqing's master?"

This jump to the topic made Zhan Feng feel overwhelmed, he was slightly stunned and nodded.

"When you were his master, how old was he?"

"Ten years old."

"Is he the same as he is now?"

"no the same."

Zhan Feng's answer was very straightforward. Seeing Jiang Zuiyao looking forward to what he continued to say, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "At that time, Shao Ziqing had just entered the Taixuan clan for two years. He was the best among all the young disciples of the Taixuan clan. Although he was young, he was full of righteousness."

With the words "righteousness" like "a body", Shao Ziqing was so out of place just now. Jiang Zuiyao could not imagine what Shao Ziqing looked like with a righteousness, and looked at Zhan Feng curiously.

Looking back at that time, Zhan Feng Youran smiled and said, "Shao Ziqing is talented and has a high understanding. The most important thing is that he is able to endure hardships. Other disciples practiced until the end of the Xu hour, but he had to practice until the end of the Xu hour. When he first saw him, his body was covered in bruises due to years of ascetic practice."

Jiang Zuiyao became more and more interested as she heard it. She turned directly toward Zhan Feng and asked curiously: "Is it because of this that you accepted him as your disciple?"

Zhan Feng replied: "The Taixuan clan is young and will become a disciple when he is ten years old. However, if he is a disciple, he will compete for martial arts. Only the top five can become a disciple. It is also considered a good seedling for the follow-ups of Taixuan clan. They will focus on cultivating them in the future. The rest of the ordinary people stay in the Taixuan clan to accept them, and those who are too bad will be expelled from the clan."

Jiang Zuiyao asked again: "Which is Shao Ziqing's place?"

Zhan Feng pursed his lips and smiled: "He did not compete."

Jiang Zuiyao was puzzled for a moment, and Zhan Feng immediately explained: "Because his martial arts skills were already much better than those of his peers, the head of the sect gave him to me, and I would not accept disciples."

Jiang Zuiyao immediately realized that Shao Ziqing must have special significance for Zhan Feng, so she asked: "Then you must value him very much, right? After all, you only have him as an apprentice."

Zhan Feng nodded: "Yes, he was so young at that time. He followed me for several years. He learned everything he taught him very quickly. I may know better than his father."

When saying this, Jiang Zuiyao saw a hint of joy and doting in Zhan Feng's eyes. The feelings of master and disciple were undoubtedly revealed, and it was obvious that Zhan Feng still cared about Shao Ziqing.

Jiang Zuiyao couldn't help but smile. She could guess many things without asking. Later, Shao Ziqing betrayed the Taixuan clan, and his relationship with Zhan Feng's master and disciple was over.

As the memory flowed in his mind, Zhan Feng's face gradually became ugly, and he said helplessly: "If I hadn't met Zou Yanqing, Qing'er might not have been like this."

She was curious about the woman Jiang Zuiyao had never seen before, but she was not envious.

Zhan Feng looked at Jiang Zuiyao and said, "It can be seen that Qing'er cares about you. I once thought that a person with a temperament like Qing'er will never be moved by any woman in his life."

"What kind of personality is his? What kind of personality?" Jiang Zuiyao asked tentatively.

Zhan Feng did not hide it and replied: "He is a dedicated person. If he recognizes someone, he will not change. But this child's life is miserable and the people he cares about in the end could not stay with him. This is true for lovers, masters and apprentices, or friends."

Such words made Jiang Zuiyao feel uncomfortable and said indifferently: "A person like this is naturally full of hatred. If it were me, I would have hated him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a calmness fell into the room. Zhan Feng looked directly at Jiang Zuiyao, his eyes deep for a long time before he spoke: "You must stop him from going astray!"

A sigh, and even more anticipation, which made Jiang Zuiyao look at Zhan Feng unexpectedly.

Zhan Feng tightened his lips uneasy: "My master is worthless in front of Shao Ziqing now. He doesn't believe me and will not listen to me."

Jiang Zuiyao frowned and asked, "Since you know Shao Ziqing's temperament and a stubborn person like him, can I really persuade him?"
Chapter completed!