Qu Jing looked at the familiar and unfamiliar house in front of him, carved beams and paintings, luxurious but not erosive, it is not an exaggeration to say that white jade is a golden horse, and it is not an ordinary person to live. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIsn't this the mansion before he stepped into the path of cultivating immortals? Qu Jing was in a trance.

The secret technique he used at the critical time was really so successful? He looked at his immature palms, the gorgeous splendor, and the soul felt the emptiness in his body, without the slightest spiritual power, but he was ecstatic. So, did he succeed? Did he have a chance to change his fate?

After all, there is nothing more surprising than casting a secret technique with a mortal heart, only to open your eyes and discover that you were five hundred years ago. This shouldn't be a new trick that Yan Su has used again, right? It's not like, it's not like, after thinking about it, Qu Jing shook his head.

Qu Jing firmly believes that this is not a dream that he has had for 500 years, if it is a dream, he can't think of it, who will have that kind of big stroke, so that he still doesn't know in the dream, and there is no flaw in the road, the past can still clearly come to mind, even if it is a god, it is not so boring, right? Huang Liang Yimeng still needs a pillow; this should not be a new trick that Yan Su used to deal with him, after all, after he used the secret technique, if he did not succeed, he would become benevolent, if he failed, then he should have run out of oil and lamp, and he should not have set up a fantasy for him, right? Moreover, if this is the case, Yan Su must be thinking of a way to torture him; then, could it be a return to the light? Even if he returns to the light, he should not be a child who has no spiritual power in his body and has not been cultivated at all.

Is it Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, or is it butterflies' dreams of Zhuang Zhou?

It can be said that the old Fenglou is idle, and looking back on the Qing Dynasty, it is consumed. The candle shadow is half low in the well, and the pot is good.

The clouds are thick in the dust, and the drunk is laughed at. At the end of the ten years of the dark channel, the ecliptic is opened around the branches.

"Master, master, have you gotten up, do you want the slave to come in and serve you to dress?" the maid's delicate voice came from outside the door, waking up Qu Jing in thought.

Qu Jing thought about it for a while, and then said through the door: "No need." After thinking about it, he added, "In the future, you don't have to come and dress me early in the morning." Just kidding, thinking that although he Qujing looks like a child, his thoughts are an old goblin, and he still can't do this kind of thing that asks the maid to dress him every day.

Outside the door, the little girl Qiluo heard Qu Jing's answer, and was immediately stunned, is this still the arrogant prince and little master of her own family? It shouldn't be that he was transferred, right? But it doesn't sound like it, and besides, his own secret guard still has two brushes, if it was really transferred, the house would have been turned upside down by now. Thinking of this, Qiluo relieved his heart, the little master must have been shy, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

Qiluo's contemplation obviously did not affect Qu Jing, and Qu Jing is still having a headache, he is now back hundreds of years ago by chance, he can start again, yes, but, the memory of that time, he remembers at most some important things such as Qiluo, who served him personally, how much he still remembers how much he cooked, if he accidentally exposed the stuffing and was mistaken for taking away, then where would he cry.

Qu Jing came back to his senses and found that the little girl Qiluo was still standing outside the door, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she called out loudly: "Qiluo?"

The little girl was startled and came back to her senses from the messy speculation, "Master, is there something wrong?"

"In the future, every day, I can't come and call me so late, I plan to start practicing martial arts in the next five watches. Qu Jing lightly ordered, this can make Qiluo excited tears, since the princess is gone, the little master has become more and more depressed, and his temperament has become more and more rebellious, it is a matter of martial arts, and from the beginning of the five watches that thunder can not be touched every day to get up and practice for three days to fish and dry nets for two days, and finally directly become no longer practice, which can be bitter Qu Jing's secret guards, they have to protect Qu Jing more carefully and carefully, and try not to be discovered by Qu Jing, in case it is found, the little master made a fuss and said that it would not be fun to protect the yamen。

Qu Jing picked up the clothes on the hanger, put them on, and called out to the door: "Qiluo, come in, comb my hair in a bun." ”

Qiluo responded, pushed the door in, and secretly looked at Qu Jing, this is just a night, I always feel that the temperament of the little master has changed, and he is no longer as cold as before, except for himself and a few other maids, it is to reject people thousands of miles away, the current master, how to say it, Qiluo tilted his head and thought, it should be more popular than before.

Qu Jing looked through the bronze mirror on the table, looking at the little girl behind him who was in a daze, not surprised, why didn't this little girl find out before, she had the potential to travel outside the world?

"Qiluo, Qiluo, what's wrong, what are you thinking?" was interrupted in contemplation, but Qiluo quickly came behind Qu Jing and combed his hair seriously.

"I'm just thinking, master, you are so temperamental now, if you grow up, how many princes and nobles want to marry their daughters to you in the capital!" Qiluo tentatively joked, while secretly observing Qu Jing's expression, you must know that in the past, dare to make this kind of joke, there is only one result, that is, to be kicked out, and she dares to do this, but because she has been with Qu Jing for the longest time, and she is also very affectionate, and she will not read her out at that time, at most let her be a rough maid.

"Are they?" Qu Jing tried to think about those distant memories, but found that he was just seeing flowers in the fog, and he couldn't see clearly, "I'm afraid I don't have this fate, I'm thinking, when I practice martial arts and lay a good foundation for my body, I will take my father and send me to cultivate immortals. ”

"Red face and dry bones?" Qiluo chewed carefully, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, and couldn't help but ask, "Will Qiluo also become a red face and dry bones?"

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When Qu Jing stepped into the Xuantian Sect again, he suddenly thought of the conversation he had with Qiluo at that time, although he didn't answer at the time, but he already had an answer in his heart, Qu Jing thought silently in his heart, how could it be? I re-entered the path of cultivating immortals, and I was originally going to change my fate. Although I don't know why, the memory of my previous life has become more and more blurred, but my original intention has never been forgotten.

Smile at the relief, the misty beauty of the Son of Heaven. Singing to the wine, the autumn color Danqing River waves. I feel like I am alive, and I get it when I return to the spring breeze. The slanting sun is fragrant grass, and the years are green and the night is pillow.