Seeing that his old friend was instantly depressed a lot, Yu Qingchen was a little moved. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After all, Nanzhuang is also very pleasing to the eye in her opinion. Standing up, Yu Qingchen slowly descended, stopping in front of the young man.

As for the outcome of the matter, she didn't say a word, Nanzhuang panicked out to protect her, and he had his own determination, even if he cultivated to the sky, what could he do? Not to mention that since it was Nanzhuang's own choice, she had no reason to stop it.

Sending the young man out of the enchantment, the last moment that Yu Qingchen's gaze intercepted was the silent amazement and admiration in the young man's eyes, as well as the wide sleeves floating high and the apricot blossoms in the sky.

And if she doesn't hide her own spiritual sense, you can clearly see that the wanton shuttle of light, the spiritual power seems to have completely failed to avoid the concept of this young man, and the intimacy spontaneously hovers in his body, making the young man's original elegant and handsome appearance even more beautiful enough to make the most stunning woman in the world embarrassed. Of course, this piece of the world does not include everything other than mortals.

She probably understood Nanzhuang's care, and also knew how he had survived to this point when he was seriously ill, addicted to alcohol and taking drugs indiscriminately. There is so much spiritual power that spontaneously regulates him, not to mention more, it is still possible to prolong life. The premise is that he doesn't die all the time.

But is it possible for him to be so blessed and so weak that he doesn't die? And that sachet is the only thing on his body that is not white. It's to remember clearly.

At that time, Yu Qingchen watched him go away with regret.

It's like seeing a rare jade that is doomed to destruction, the brilliance can shine brightly, the carving is amazing enough, and the inside is warm and beautiful. But if someone else pushes him, and she insists on falling, what should she do?

I don't know why, but the quality of the wine that he couldn't quit was as good as his talent and qualifications, and he could see it at a glance among almost all the monks present. If he refuses to practice, he won't live long.

However, he himself knew this better than anyone else, but he even refused to be a registered disciple of Nanzhuang for the time being, and had the right to practice a little bit of the art of spitting. He said clearly that he only wanted to show his mind to learn, and then he wanted nothing else.

Since he is only willing to be a meteor, then he and others can only watch his brilliant bloom and the last light. After all, he was qualified in every way to gain the respect that allowed others not to interfere with his choices. No matter what is behind the respect represents.

Once again, I got the news of that teenager, and it was still the 'idle chat' of the contemporary tide of thought. Although I don't know what the reason is, the Lord of Chaosi found out that he was quite concerned about the young man at that time. But pursuing this is obviously something much more indifferent.

That was years later, and the boy had succeeded in achieving his goal, at least in her eyes. And then he died, sick and died. Nanzhuang went to look for him again when he was seriously ill, but it didn't change his ending.

I don't know why the boy made this decision, but Yu Qingchen doesn't need to know either. Even a young man surnamed Guo who still has a lot of room to live can be resurrected. But exhausting his mental strength to save a person who is so resistant to cultivation, waiting for him to die quickly again?

In just a few decades, in Yu Qingchen's eyes, it can actually be regarded as fast. Even if she had a strong affection for that teenager back then, it wouldn't be like this. The most she did was to think about it occasionally in the middle of the night, and give the boy a sigh.

Although the number of times like this is really a handful.

But when I saw this sachet, I couldn't help but sigh. The handsome young man with smart and clean eyes, sharp words, and rich literary brilliance passed away. Resolutely do not leave yourself a little leeway.

I heard that the world was in turmoil at that time, and the common people rebelled under various pretexts. The monarch and the minister have no doubt, and after his death, the young man still relied on a letter before his death to calm down a place and become well-known in the world.

But fortunately, the boy eventually left behind his own heirs, although his son seems to be not as far away as him. But it can be regarded as a vein of incense that has been circulated. Nanzhuang finally went to the mourning hall silently to hang him.

It seems that the young man is only very concerned about this sachet, and if he entrusts Nanzhuang to perform a spell to survive before he dies, it is also possible. It's not that Yu Qingchen is too careful, but these two are too similar to each other.

I asked about the price, and bought the sachet at a relatively low price. After hesitating for a moment, Yu Qingchen filled it with apricot petals and a sandalwood, and added another wormwood. This is probably the smell of the teenager in her heart that day.

Although wormwood is mostly due to cure, and the aroma of apricot blossoms is mostly due to the blooming of flowers and trees outside the window, but it is just a commemoration, so why should it be more serious?

The original purpose of coming out today was not to do some boring sadness, no matter who the sad person was. My love thread seems to have risen a little bit.

Gently twisted an osmanthus cake out, Yu Qingchen brought it to his lips, carefully comprehended the sweet taste, and half-narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. Pastries or something, you still have to have a slightly fluffy and soft feeling to be delicious.

Most of the pastries that are popular in the cultivation world melt in the mouth, or are tight and smooth, and this kind of soft and hard ordinary dim sum rarely appears because it can be found everywhere. Especially when entertaining people with comparative status.

Fortunately or unfortunately, Yu Qingchen belongs to that kind of person. So it's almost impossible to touch this type that she actually prefers. After all, she had never been to the mortal world before.

Even the most daring and open-minded masters of the past dynasties in front of her, no one dared to feed her these 'ordinary' food. After all, she is also a picky eater.

Slightly regretful put down his hand, the invisible spiritual power was light and delicate, and the little pale yellow dyed on his fingers quietly disappeared. It's a little difficult to find all the delicious food you like like this.

But now that I've come down, I can already minimize my worries. What is the reason for such a vibrant mortal dust, such an interesting and vibrant place, that has caused her to arrive for so long?

Yu Qingchen frowned, Fanchen's ability should be absolutely unable to hurt her, but since she was conscious, the hazy subconscious did try his best to prevent her from looking at her. It seemed that she felt vaguely, and even the danger that could almost kill her.