Listening to Qi Wuwei's earth-shattering snoring, looking at his already thin black cheeks, Wan Qiuqing couldn't help but feel distressed, knowing that Qi Wuwei was really tired during this time, and the anger in his heart couldn't help but disappear.

Seeing that Qi Wuwei slept very deeply, Wan Qiuqing couldn't bear to wake him up, but Shizun came from the north of Xinjiang, so he couldn't afford to be lazy, and this was also the best opportunity to resolve the gap between these two men, so he had to grasp it.

Inviting the elderly to their homes, sitting at a table as a family, and happily eating a few heart-warming meals is what Wan Qiuqing has always dreamed of.

......

In the dead of night, in the middle of a barren mountain range, a young man with an extremely handsome face was hurrying through the stars, with a sad and sad expression on his face, and tears on his cheeks that had not yet dried up, indicating that he had just cried not long ago.

He was carrying a man on his back, and if anyone happened to pass by and see it, he would be terrified, for the young man was carrying not a living person, but a dry corpse with skin and bones, like dry wood.

The young man was running at great speed, and suddenly he fell to the ground with a scream of "ah", because the speed of running was too fast, the dried corpse on his back fell six or seven feet away, and he himself rolled on the ground more than ten times, and hit a big tree before stopping.

"Ahh

The man was screaming, suddenly turned over and knelt up, his head slammed against the ground, and his mouth begged for mercy: "Fourth Master, spare your life!"

But there was no one else in the wilderness but him and the dried corpse that had fallen more than twenty paces away. Not to mention people, not even a single bug.

"Ah--the fourth ancestor, the master and nephew are still young, the good life has just begun, and the future is limitless, you can be merciful and let the master and nephew go!ah-please, let go of the master and nephew-"

"Ahh

The man's expression was extremely panicked, and he kowtowed again and again to beg for mercy, his head hit the sand and stones, and he was knocked into tattered skin and flesh after a while, but it didn't seem to work, and he still held his head and screamed.

As if he knew that there was no way to beg for mercy, the man's expression suddenly became hideous and distorted, he sat cross-legged with the pain, hugged his hands in the dantian qi sea, gritted his back molars and roared viciously word by word: "You are unkind, blame me for being unjust!"

After speaking, his eyes closed, and a fierce aura erupted from his body.

The whole person sat cross-legged, but it felt like a sharp sword stuck in the ground, with a sharp edge.

But the man's condition did not improve, his facial features were extremely distorted, and the expression of pain made people gasp at the first glance, sweat poured down his face like rain, and his hair and clothes were quickly soaked.

It lasted for a long time, and the man's body suddenly collapsed to the ground, his distorted face finally slowly unfolded, and the painful expression gradually receded.

After gasping for a while, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and his voice was hoarse: "Old thing, no wonder you want to teach me the sword intent, and deliberately in front of the Great Heavenly Master, it turns out that you hide a wisp of divine soul in the sword intent, and want to seize Lao Tzu's body unknowingly, and borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul for a lifetime, and my heart is really vicious, in vain I have been sad and wept for you for so long."

It's a pity that your wishful thinking is wrong, I'm afraid that I haven't calculated that Lao Tzu's plundering state of mind can also devour the soul, right?

Hehe, if you weren't so greedy, just find a disciple with less qualified qualifications to take it away, wouldn't you have been done and be able to live a new life.

Old thing, as an ancestor admired by everyone in the Medicine King Valley, he was so evil in his heart, and he secretly cultivated the evil art of snatching away, it was really in vain to be a teacher and a model for others!"

After the man took the pill to relieve himself, he got up and walked in front of the dry corpse, and almost couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart and drew his sword to break it into pieces, but if he did this, it would be difficult to return to the Medicine King Valley, so he could only endure his resentment and carry it back on his back.

However, after running forward for more than a hundred steps, he suddenly stopped and muttered: "You can't just go back like this, you won't be able to borrow the medicine man cultivated by the old thing to cultivate like this, the master respects his old man's fiery eyes, if he breaks in the valley, he will definitely not be able to escape his old man's eyes, in case it arouses his old man's suspicion, it is not good, he must break his body and go back." ”

The man's eyes swept around, his eyes fell on a large bluestone half-buried on the hillside, after thinking about it, he jumped forward, drew his sword, chose a relatively remote angle, cut a deep hole in the big bluestone, stuffed the dried corpse into the hole, blocked the hole with bluestone blocks, and pulled some hay and shrubs from all sides to cover it, and after confirming that it would not be easily discovered, he turned around and ran in the direction of coming.

......

Before the sky was dark, Qi Wuwei dressed neatly, took Wan Qiuqing's hand, took Qi Changfeng, Qi Changkong and Qi Yoyo, and took two carriages to the North Second City.

Because of the blind uncle's warfall, the five of them were all dressed in plain clothes.

Qi Changkong's mood was very low, although he had just come down from the battlefield and learned the bad news of the blind uncle's battlefall, and had gradually accepted this sad reality in the past few days, but when Wan Qiuqing put the ashes of the blind uncle in front of him last night, he still couldn't control his emotions, and he broke and cried on the spot. If Wan Qiuqing hadn't used the power of the stars to help him soothe his eyes, his weeping and swollen eyes would still be swollen at this time.

The sky was bright, the carriage stopped at the door of Tingyaxuan, Qi Wuwei called out to the coachman who wanted to call the door, saying that it was still early and could not disturb the old man's rest, so the family of five stood outside the courtyard gate and waited quietly.

Qi Wuwei's nervous appearance infected Wan Qiuqing and the four of them silently, making the atmosphere particularly tense, as if waiting for the emperor to summon him.

The sky was full of light, and footsteps sounded in the courtyard, and the five of them looked in through the crack in the door and found that Chunlan had come to open the courtyard door early.

Squeak –

The bamboo door opens.

"Sir, madam, Gui'an!"

"The eldest young master, the second young master, the eldest miss, Gui'an!"

As soon as she opened the door, Chunlan immediately greeted Qi Wuwei and the five people, without a little surprise and surprise, as if she had already known that the five people were waiting outside the door.

That's exactly what happened, I just listened to her bow down and report: "The old man told the slave and maid to pass the word, let the master, the lady, the young master and the young lady go back, and don't come to disturb his old man." ”

Hearing this, Qi Wuwei's face suddenly flashed with deep loss and sadness, and he shook his head bitterly, and said, "The old man really still refuses to forgive me." ”

Wan Qiuqing, who was full of expectations, was also devastated, but she was already mentally prepared, and hurriedly urged Qi Changfeng and the others: "Why don't you go and meet your master soon! Don't forget to say a few more good words to your father." ”

The latter sentence was said in a low voice.

The three of them couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

"The old man also said-" Chunlan suddenly said again, "People can't see life and death when they are old, let the masters go back and take care of the blind uncle's future life." ”

"You dead girl, you dare to talk and leave half of it to deliberately tease the master, believe it or not, Mrs. Ben smoked you?" Wan Qiuqing couldn't help but get angry when she heard this, and raised her hand to smoke Chunlan, but looking at the overjoyed smile on her face, she was obviously just pretending to scare people.

Chunlan playfully stuck out her tongue and said, "Even if the slave and maid have the audacity, they don't dare to tease the master, it's all the old man who told the slave and maid to say this." ”

"Obey the orders of Master Shizun!" Qi Wuwei couldn't hide the excitement on his face, bowed deeply to the courtyard gate, and when he got up again, he only felt that there seemed to be a mountain missing from his body, and he took Wan Qiuqing and the four of them to leave in a carriage with a brisk pace.

......

The five cities in the north, the compound where the disciples of the Ethereal Palace settled.

A carriage stopped in front of the courtyard gate, and the coachman got out of the carriage, took out a sword spike from his bosom, and handed it to the maid guarding the door, and asked the maid to help spread the word.

The maid entered a half-collapsed room, handed the sword spike to Jin Zhihui, and reported: "A carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and the coachman handed the sword spike to the slave maid, and asked the slave and maid to pass it on to the fairy, saying that the owner of the sword spike wanted to see the fairy. ”

Jin Zhihui took the sword spike, and recognized at a glance that this was the sword spike hanging from Yu Wenrui's sword, and after listening to the words conveyed by the maid, she couldn't help frowning, feeling angry and funny in her heart.

She is the first fairy of the young generation in the Ethereal Palace, knowledge, appearance, cultivation, talent, etc., all of them are the best among the young generation of disciples in the southern realm, and it is no exaggeration to say that the outstanding men who are willing to partner with her will definitely not be able to circle around Yancheng more than eighty or ninety times in a row.

But she has a soft spot for Yu Wenrui, regardless of the image and reserve of her daughter's family, she has been actively pursuing Yu Wenrui, and even took the initiative to express her admiration to Yu Wenrui in front of thousands of sect disciples in the Qi family's martial arts training ground, she asked Yu Wenrui to pity her with a humble gesture, but Yu Wenrui always disdained her.

But she didn't blame Yu Wenrui, she felt that she couldn't lower her posture because of herself, Yu Wenrui had to like her and couldn't like others, she didn't have such unreasonable ideas, she just felt self-pitying and secretly hurt herself, felt that she was not good enough, felt that Luohua was intentionally ruthless, and felt-

Her liking for Yu Wenrui has never diminished because of Yu Wenrui's indifference to her.

But last time at Juxian Restaurant, what Yu Wenrui did made her heart cold.

However, now, Yu Wenrui finally remembered her, but he was asking Qi Yoyo to marry her, and the yellow-haired girl who came out of nowhere, and was not even a person, was killed by Zhang Xiaopaw, and after there was no woman by his side, he finally remembered her.

still let people come to her secretly with a sword spike, as if it was a shame to see her Jin Zhihui, and she had to hide it so that no one could know it.

She really wanted to ask Yu Wenrui out loud, is she Jin Zhihui so cheap in his heart?

Sadly, there is no need for Yu Wenrui to answer, she feels that she is cheap, because she held the sword spike several times and finally failed to refuse ruthlessly, not what is cheap.

Her half-chilled heart suddenly swayed with a hint of hope.

She packed up and got out of the courtyard and into the carriage.

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