In the Celestial Clan region of the Northern Realm, on the Heavenly Pillar, known as the Optimus Pillar, a woman in blue is sitting cross-legged on it with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, there was a cry from the sky. She opened her eyes and saw a snow eagle flying through the clouds in the distance.

"Feather!"

She stretched out her arm, and Snow Eagle consciously flew over and stood on it, cooing at her.

When Xue Ying finished speaking, she saw her brows furrowed, and then said to it: "You go back and tell the patriarch, just say that I will leave tomorrow and will definitely bring the princess back." ”

After speaking, I saw the snow eagle spread its wings and flew away, disappearing into the clouds with a loud cry.

At the entrance of the thirteenth lane of Xicheng, a young man stood under the big locust tree. He was holding a twist flower in his hand and was looking ahead intently.

When he took a bite of the twist flower, he also took a step, looking left and right at the portals on both sides, until he reached the big willow tree, and then stopped.

A few old men under the willow tree were gossiping, and they all showed puzzled expressions when they saw the young man who suddenly came over. After all, this alley is inhabited by ordinary people, and the temperament of the young man in front of him should not appear here.

"Little doll, who are you looking for?"

Hearing the old man ask herself, Li Qinglian did not reply after looking at him, but quietly looked at the gate of the small courtyard.

The young man didn't reply, and the old man was not angry, and continued: "Look at this courtyard all the time, it's an acquaintance of this family! It's been a long time since we've seen this little doll, so I'm afraid something will happen too!"

Listening to the old man, Li Qinglian walked to the door of the small courtyard. Gently pushing the door, the whole door collapsed in an instant, and the dilapidated scene appeared in front of me.

There was nothing left in the black and dust, and when the fire came down, it was burned clean.

"Doll, are you okay!" Looking at Li Qinglian who was standing there in a daze, the old man came over and said with concern.

"There are some surprises, but the burn is really clean!"

This young man is usually a very good and sensible person, who would have thought that he would not end well. The old man sighed.

Looking at the wooden door under her feet, Li Qinglian slowly retreated, then took out a cloth bag from her pocket and handed it to the old man, and said, "This is clean!"

The old man took the cloth bag in a daze, only to feel heavy. When I opened it, it was full of copper plates or broken silver, and there was a note.

"This ...... This ......" The old man hurriedly raised his head and wanted to say something, but found that the other party had already disappeared.

He took out the note and opened it, and there was a paragraph written on it: Half of the money in the money bag is given to you, if there is a noodle chef who claims to come to the owner of the small courtyard in the future, please give him half of the money, and tell him that the deceased has passed away, let him go home and live a good life!

At a stall on Qinglong Street, Li Qinglian was eating noodles with her head down.

In the past, I was used to the taste of the big brother of the noodle stall, and nothing was fragrant when I ate. Now that the past is over, he came over to eat a bowl of noodles as soon as possible.

"Boss, a bowl of somen noodles!"

"Okay!"

The pleasant sound of eating was heard, and then the fragrant breeze came to his face, and a woman in white with a veil sat opposite him.

Li Qinglian looked up and was stunned for a while. Although I can't see each other's appearance clearly, from his own natural noble temperament, it is difficult to imagine that he will meet in a street stall.

The woman nodded at him, and he nodded in return, before continuing to eat.

Soon the boss brought the noodles over, he took a curious look, and sure enough, there were a lot of dishes in the other party's bowl, and there were a lot of them. Looking at the boss again, he didn't dare to look at the woman when he handed it over, and he only dared to look at it secretly when he returned to the boiler.

It's the first time he's met such a guest, so he can blow it in front of his family.

Li Qinglian was curious, not the other party's appearance, but the appearance that could be covered with only a thin veil.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Chang'an City, he was just curious, and soon retracted and continued to eat noodles.

A bowl of noodles was eaten quickly, but he only reacted when he was about to pay the bill, all the money was given to the old man before, and now he has not a penny in his pocket.

What to do?

In order not to attract the attention of his boss, he quickly sat down. After sitting for a while, the woman opposite had finished eating the noodles slowly, but he was still sitting, and the soup in the bowl was drunk cleanly.

The boss who had gone through the matter had already seen some suspicions on the side, and just as the woman was about to pay the bill, the boss came over and looked at Li Qinglian with a smile, and stretched out his hands.

What do you mean?

He handed the bowl to the boss, and the boss who took the bowl turned cold with a cold face, "Guest officer, what do you mean?"

Li Qinglian stood up awkwardly and said, "The main thing is that I don't have any money in my pocket now, or you let me go, and I'll go home and get the money." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to slip away, but several owners of the stall next door came over and surrounded him.

"Boy, you're not a little daring. Put it aside to eat the overlord meal, you have a lot of pursuits!"

Several strong men surrounded him, one by one, and he knew that there was no way to escape, so he had to accept his fate. Just as the other party made a move, a voice suddenly sounded.

"I've paid his bill!"

When they looked back, they saw no one but a broken piece of silver on the empty stall.

The value of a piece of broken silver is worth dozens of bowls of noodles, and the noodle stall owner didn't bother to trouble Li Qinglian when he was ecstatic.

Soon after he left the stall, a man followed.

"Because a bowl of noodles was almost beaten, I think you are really wasted!"

Looking at Di Renjie, who was gloating beside him, he deliberately distanced himself from him, and said indifferently: "If you have seen enough of the play, hurry back, you can't do any bad things yourself, and you still have the face to talk to me." ”

When it came to the so-called 'broken things', Di Renjie's face was ugly, he was not a person inside and outside these days about Shangguan Wan'er and Cheng Yaoxue. In the past, no matter where he went, others would welcome him, but now he runs away when he sees him with a little brain, and he is going crazy.

"Don't mention these things, I'll ask you about business first, how are you doing?"

"What can I do, the people I knew before now see me and meet strangers, and I don't know them at all. I have to say that Zhuangzi's illusion is really powerful, obviously it is the same face, but it has deceived all the people in you. Li Qinglian said with emotion.

Di Renjie nodded in agreement, "After all, they are saints, and their strength has far surpassed our cognition. But now it's okay, I see you're almost recovered, and I happen to have something to do with you......"

Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him had already walked away.

"I still have something to do, I'll go back to the academy first!"