The days of Chaoge were very relaxed and leisurely, Wu Geng was responsible for entertaining them, taking them to hunt and play every day, where did the children who worked hard in Kunlun have played those, they were crazy for a while, and they didn't mention the matter of returning to Kunlun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qinglin, on the other hand, chatted with Daji and Zixin every day, took a walk, and occasionally went out of the palace, disguising herself as a man to wander around the market.

She was in a good mood, focusing on Chaoge and her parents, who she hadn't seen for many years, and she didn't pay much attention to Eyu's sometimes trance.

It was night, Qinglin stood on the star-picking tower, looking into the distance, for a while he missed Rong Qing who was far away in Kunlun, thinking that if she saw the prosperity of this world, would she be happy?

Zixin walked behind his daughter, as a father, he naturally noticed that there was something in his daughter's heart, originally Daji wanted to ask, but he stopped him, the woman wanted to say, naturally she would say, and suddenly ran to ask her, it would make her unhappy.

"What's the matter, your brother is wrestling with that kid from Chongyan down there, don't you want to take a look?" Zixin stood beside Qinglin and said with a smile.

"Two big men writhing around, what's so nice. Qinglin said excitedly.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

"Father...... If...... If I want to save someone, but I don't have the strength to save her, and I don't have the capital to save her, what should I do?" Qinglin suddenly asked.

Zixin was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why she could always see a trace of sadness in Qinglin's eyes these days, and sure enough, her daughter was older and had something on her mind.

"When I married your mother, they all said that she was too gorgeous and beautiful, not in line with the majesty of the mother of the country, and they were afraid that I would indulge in women and waste state affairs. Later, when I defeated Yidi, there were no more nasty voices. ”

"Father means that I need to do something to prove that I can save her?"

"Nope. Zixin shook his head.

"The reason why I can defeat Yidi to prove myself is first of all because, I am the king, I am the king, they dare not resist me, if you really reach a certain status, you don't need to prove anything, because your position is enough to prove your strength. Zixin said proudly, with a domineering tone that looked down on Huanyu.

Qinglin's heart trembled, "What if...... I want something...... What about someone......"

Zixin looked at Qinglin with some surprise, but still said: "Snatching is the most inferior, only if that person follows you willingly, it will really belong to you." Lin'er, are you in love with a stinky boy?"

"No...... Father...... If I become the head of Kunlun...... What do you think will happen?"

"That's good, so that my big business will never have to worry about the future. Although Zixin said that, his brows furrowed, "Do you want to be the head of the sect, don't worry, when your master is promoted or dismissed, you will naturally be the head of Kunlun." ”

That'...... It's too late...... Qinglin thought.

"Father...... If one day, Yidi captures the royal city, and they ask you to kill your mother before retreating, what will you do?"

"Hahaha!That will never happen!"

"I mean if. ”

Looking at Qinglin's serious expression, Zixin stopped laughing and imagined such a scene.

"If that day really comes, I would rather die in battle than kill your mother, the country has reached the point of life and death, if it can only survive by killing a weak woman, what kind of face does my son Xin have to live in the world. ”

That's it......

That's it......

Qinglin finally understood where he had been entangled and where his anger was.

If the day of the apocalypse really comes, if the power of the world is invincible, sacrificing one Rong Qing in exchange for a few so-called immortals who are timid and afraid of death, the crisis can be solved.

If she is in charge, she will definitely take the lead, lead Kunlun, and try her best to kill the demon god, if she can't do anything, the big deal is death.

"Father...... I'm going to do one thing...... It may be ...... by Kunlun."

From the time Qinglin asked those words, Zixin guessed that what she was going to do was related to Kunlun, and when she really heard Qinglin say it at this time, her heart was a little complicated for a while.

"Do what you want, no matter what, Father will support you. ”

No matter what, he still has to return to Kunlun, on the day he left, Qinglin said goodbye to his parents and brother for a long time, and his face was calm all the way, looking very bad.

Something wrong with her, everyone else found out, and they just thought that she was reluctant to let go of her family, so they didn't bother her, and even the always stubborn Chongyan was much more honest.

Kunlun is still the same for ten years, the majestic palace seems to never be desolate and dilapidated, and the lake at the bottom of the valley is still so clear and rippling.

But what about people...... The people here ...... Has there been a change......

Not long after returning to Kunlun, Rong Qing offered to take Qinglin out on a trip and deal with a powerful demon cultivator by the way.

Those days were about the happiest days for Qinglin in so many years, and he could be alone with Rong Qing.

On the way to track down the demon cultivator, Rong Qing investigated that it was not a demon cultivator who was doing evil, but a group of people, and their purpose seemed to be the graveyard of the ancient demon god.

This is not a trivial matter, after Rong Qing sent back the message to Kunlun, he asked Qinglin to go straight back to Kunlun and answer the Great Elder, while she continued to track down.

"No, I'm going to be with you. Qinglin rejected Rong Qing's words for the first time.

"It's a drag when you go. Rong Qing said with a cold expression.

This sentence is very hurtful, but it is undeniable that it is correct, compared with Rong Qing, Qinglin's strength is indeed a drag.

Qinglin pursed his lips and suppressed his anger, "That's right, I'm a drag, but I'm a useful drag." Do you know how to survive outside? Do you know where to follow their nearest path? This is the territory of my Great Merchant, which I am most familiar with, and if a fight breaks out, I can still deal with those miscellaneous fish. ”

Rong Qing was stunned, and for the first time, she found that her apprentice had grown so tall that she could no longer bend down to touch her head, but needed to raise her head slightly to see her eyes.

This is also the first time that Qinglin has spoken in such a firm and irrefutable tone in front of Rong Qing.

Rarely, Rong Qing was not angry and did not refuse.

"Let's go, time is urgent. ”

Countless spirit butterflies were let go by Rong Qing and flew to Kunlun with the news, as long as one of them returned to Kunlun, they could tell the elders about it, and everything would be in time.

Rong Qing and Qing Lin continued to track down those demon cultivators.

The tomb of the ancient demon god is said to be in the north of Dashang, in a cold snowfield, along the way, Rong Qing and Qinglin killed a lot of demon cultivators, and the news they got was intermittent, and those demon cultivators seemed to sense something, and the speed of progress also accelerated a lot, and they followed more and more difficult.

But fortunately, because Qinglin is familiar with the terrain, he can barely follow.

After entering the snowfield, tracking becomes more difficult, because a heavy snowfall can wipe out all traces, which is not a matter of choice, only to rely on intuition.

It was also on the fifth day of entering the snow field that they found the destination of those demon cultivators.

On the edge of the huge deep canyon, there are many frozen corpses along the way, where pious demon cultivators have frozen to death because of their lack of strength or injuries.

Looking at the depth of the canyon, Rong Qing frowned slightly, and reached out to wrap his hand around Qinglin's waist.

"Hold me tight. ”

Qinglin subconsciously hooked Rong Qing's neck, and then there was a feeling of weightlessness, and it was getting dark in front of her, but she still looked at Rong Qing stupidly.

"Master......" she whispered.

"Hmm. Rong Qing agreed, did not speak, just looked down vigilantly, relying on strong and abundant internal force, constantly delaying the speed of decline, so as to achieve a silent point.