Qing Wan looked up at the healthy and handsome young man day after day, still chewing his mouth with clear eyes, and said, "If I'm really tired of living here, I'll consider leaving." ”

Chu Tian took a deep breath, he didn't expect Qing Wan to have such a stubborn temper. He was amazed for a long time and whispered, "Don't feel ashamed or in debt." In those years, if it weren't for Qing Wanjie, I would definitely not have done this. Sister Qingyun was tired of life here and said a few words to Xiao An.

Qing Wan nodded lightly and said, "I understand." ”

Chu Tian smiled and said, "Very good." ”

In fact, he believed that Chu Tian, as a descendant of a big family, was the face he cared about the most. Peach Blossom Lane, the place where fireworks are set off in Willow Lane, is not much for a week, but if you really want to save a famous woman, or a "golden house hidden girl" like her, it is not only her bad situation, Chu Tian's reputation is also a lot, in her opinion, it will affect her face less. More valuable than gold and silver, even gold and copper in the army! For him, even if it brings traces of uncertain shortcomings, he thinks it is a big deal, but for himself, complaining, huh?

The sky of the state of Chu sighed, not blindly drilling the horns, some things cannot be forced, some things he thinks are too far, he is his great benefactor, but he is not his greatest benefactor.

Chu Tian quietly raised his wine glass and drank it all.

The woman held the nameless guqin and rubbed it gently, and under the guqin, the beauty of abandonment was more rapid.

The sun slowly sets, the night gradually darkens, and the horizon rolls up into a huge red cloud, like a huge picture of a fairy.

The sunsets are endless. Looking at the last glimmer of light on the curtains, perhaps he sighed. After all, it means that the seam is too wide and the time is too tight. He looked at the young man in front of him, but he didn't push Jun Yi's drunken young man towards the kingdom. His mind was a little shaken. He just asked him when he was leaving, and he saw Chu Tian looking up from afar.

Chu Tian turned his head and looked at her in front of him. He smiled and shook his head slightly. For many years, Chu Tian has been in love with this peach blossom path, but in the eyes of these people, it has always been a joke. Now that's a truly lovely story. ”

Chu Tian said with a smile: "Romance can't be eaten as a meal, it will be a windy day after all, fortunately, it is not too late for me to understand this truth, although Qing Wanjie is sure that even if there is no banquet in the world, it is not good to say where life is not together?"

Chu Tian smiled and whispered, "This is an unreasonable world. I have some ways to stay in shape. Even if the Qing Wan nuns can't practice martial arts, they can still prolong their lives. You don't have to be nice to me. You may not believe it, in other words, you don't want to look ugly when we meet in the future.

Qing Wan nodded silently and said nothing.

Chu Tian reached out and wanted to touch her hair. Finally, he grabbed half or lowered his hand. He stood up and smiled and said, "Gone." ”

Go away.

Or rather, this is not a satisfactory punishment, after all, it is not the end of the world party.

Qing Wan looked at the back of a young man sitting across from him, felt a hollow heart, and stood up in a trance.

For Quran women, they are accustomed to being callous and never believe in true feelings, let alone the word "like" in their lives. Only when he saw his back did he know what kind of person he was, and he didn't like it anymore.

Chu Tian walked out of the alley and looked back. You can see beautiful people in the attic window, even if they clearly know that there is no destiny in this world, they still can't forget, even again, they don't want to change. When he first saw him, he remembered this, a young man who had gained notoriety in the dark city, stood in front of him, when he was in the eyes of a woman, in his body, the most helpless. After that, he won't admit what happened. He would put a few faces on her face. He wanted to spend some money to buy some popular poems and chapters for him to play. How warm it is to look back on the past, and unfortunately, it is destined to be the past.

Only a clear and graceful heart, even for those who were, was in the past, and that was nothing. What he fears the most is that today's difference, really like those family members from wealthy families say, the world without Taoism, the mountain we care about, has existed in this world for a thousand years, if that's the case, if that's the case, can we start again in this world?

As the sky grew dark, Chu Tian walked out of Peach Blossom Lane and walked to a green bridge, which was shaped like an arch, a little uneasy.

Qingyun is a good girl, Chu Tian can't promise anything, but in his heart, he hopes to live a better life in the last half of his life.

Twilight City, Chu Tian didn't say that it was too deep nostalgia, although Grandpa's injuries have not shown signs of improvement, but the recovery over the years, no matter good or bad, will not continue to deteriorate, after the storm of Twilight City, the old people are ready to take care of their lives, and then live at home for a few years, no. No problem.

With his grandfather, while his mind is linked to preventing him from entering the Shenqiao area for years, the current chaos of the Steven Chu family, closely linked to good and bad, mistakenly took the old man out of his cage. Not surprisingly, he will soon be able to enter the Shenqiao area. At this time, everything in the Chu family will be calm and stable, and even the family status will be restored, thousands of miles away from the twilight city, and the boat will float with the water.

In addition, the only person in the entire Chu family who could worry about himself was a little girl named Chu Hui, and a little girl was a good girl who was older. After leaving, he doesn't have to worry about his blindness.

But Chu Tian was still a little depressed, not to mention the Han family. Now he found himself with a pound of flesh on him. According to Jian Yi's theory, the monks of the Blood Demon Mountain have cooperated with him, although on the surface the Blood Demon Mountain and Qingyun Pavilion have reached a tacit understanding, they will not attack the Chu family in the Twilight City, but they can hide the clouds behind them without conspiracy.

After all, even if there is a tone of "invincible in the same army" and "simple challenge beyond military rank", the country of martial arts has a low table after all, not to mention the powerful appearance of the Shenqiao country, it is the ninth god martial arts master and martial arts, and Chutian is also a kind of mountain and river illusion. Far away.

The Nine Souls of the World and Martial Arts, such as the top masters in the field of basic martial arts, are definitely not as easy as they say. In the eyes of all the warrior monks, the souls and martial arts of the eight worlds can only be read in the middle of the mountain. The distance from top to top, one step away, is very different.

Chu Tian breathed slowly and shook his head, because some things were inevitable and he had to face them.

Passing through two narrow paths, at the door of the lane, there was a lonely road drawer made of weeds, a twisted stake, hanging from the wrinkled path, for the path leading to the hut was far away, and with the eyebrows of the night before, there were not many guests.

The owner of the glass is a plump and average-looking lady, but with beautiful skin and a bit of a lasting charm. This row of barns has been built for decades. In particular, the label here has a name, which sounds elegant and famous, "Huang Da Meng". Or, according to the landlord here, everyone has the opportunity to forget about their troubles dream "sorghum".

Of course, this so-called Huangliang dream is just a statement.

For them, Chu Tian didn't believe it at all.

When I first heard about this teahouse, Chu Tian asked Huang Liang for advice in a dream. Unexpectedly, when I arrived, I asked a large pot of tea, whether it was a light tea or a large whale that swallowed like a cow. I finally took a big sip and it didn't taste very good.

He saw Chu Tian coming from a distance. He stood up and smiled, "Oh, that's not our great-grandson Zhu. How do we have time to come to the teahouse now? Now this boy is the big red man in our dark city, who is our big red man..."

The only ruthless man sitting in a teahouse drinking tea, at a table, caught a glimpse of a rich woman's magnificence. He looked at her bright eyebrows for a moment. He was about to frown at a white face with no long eyes. If he saw Chu Tian, he would be unconscious.

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