Xie Lian came to Xu Daoyun and sat down, and asked, "It's so late, do you have anything to do with coming to me?"

Xu Daoyun assured that he would not squint, and said: "It's not like you're leaving tomorrow, I don't know when I'll see you again, I want to say goodbye to you." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Take good care of yourself when you get there, if you encounter any problems or difficulties that can't be solved, just go to Cousin Yuan Yao and Xu Ying, they will definitely help you, don't die alone." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Also, don't care what others think of you, you just need to concentrate on your cultivation, and when you learn and succeed, see who dares to talk too much. ”

"Well, I remember. ”

"That's... It's getting late, I'll go first, you can rest early. ”

Xu Daoyun got up and left, Xie Lian stopped talking, but in the end he didn't say anything, just lowered his head and sent him to the door.

"Thank you. ”

Xu Daoyun suddenly called out.

"Huh?"

Xie Lian looked up, and then felt a heat on his forehead.

It turned out that Xu Daoyun took advantage of her to raise her head and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Xu Daoyun gently stroked her purple cheeks and said with a smile: "Wait until I go to you." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Xie Lian was stunned on the spot, and only after a while did he touch his cheeks and touch his forehead, his rosy lips involuntarily hooked upward, and his face was full of joy that could not be concealed

She closed the door and fell on the bed and rolled from side to side with the quilt in her arms, without a trace of tiredness.

At the moment of the second day, Xu Yuanyao and the others were fully dressed early and ready to go.

Xie Lian knocked on the door of Xu Daoyun's room and called softly, "Third Young Master, are you up?"

There was silence in the room, and no one answered.

"Third Young Master?"

Xu Ying smiled: "After getting along for so long, why are you still so respectful?"

After speaking, she directly and brutally pushed open the door of the house, and muttered while crossing the threshold: "Xu Daoyun, get up, we are leaving." ”

Xie Lian also followed, but stayed where he was.

The room was empty, everything was furnished as before, and the beds and bedding were neatly arranged.

Xie Lian muttered, "What about people?"

Xu Ying said: "I must be afraid of parting sadness, so I hid." ”

"Oh. ”

Xie Lian nodded slightly, her heart full of loss.

Xu Ying smiled and comforted: "Okay, early separation and late separation are all to be separated, don't worry, as long as there is fate, we can see each other again." ”

"Hmm. ”

An elegant six-horse carriage stopped in front of the Purple Dream Temple.

The carriage was covered on all sides with expensive and fine silk, and the gold-encrusted windows were obscured by a curtain of pale blue crepe, making it impossible for anyone outside the carriage to explore the magnificence.

Xu Yuanyao and the three of them got into the carriage one after another, drove out of Xufu, drove out of Quwo County, and headed northeast.

On a low hill, Xu Daoyun stood on a boulder, watching the carriage go away.

After a while, he sighed, regained his spirits, turned south, and walked in the direction of Nanshan.

When he came to Muliao, he saw that Fang Qingyang was still lying on a rattan chair and staggering and half-asleep.

Xu Daoyun was used to it, and he was not afraid of disturbing him, so he called directly: "Master, I'm here." ”

"It's finally here, I thought your kid died in Xu's mansion. ”

Xu Daoyun rolled his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Master, I'm also your disciple anyway, can't you expect me to be better." ”

"It's better to ask for heaven and earth than for yourself, what's the use of me hoping for your well?"

"Okay, whatever the master says, then when will we leave for Canglang Terrace?"

Fang Qingyang got up and said, "Now." ”

I saw that he flicked the stopper of the gourd with his thumb, took a big sip, suddenly dropped the wine gourd, grabbed Xu Daoyun by the collar and threw it away.

Xu Daoyun rose and fell, and then he felt the wind whistling in his ears, and he barely opened his eyes, and found that he was riding a wine gourd bigger than two oxen to the sky.

The wooden liao under his feet grew smaller and smaller, gradually turning into a black dot, and then obscured by the clouds.

The gourd rushed to the sky and rushed towards the stargazing sea, constantly shuttling in the clouds, the forest sea under his feet quickly retreated, and Xu Daoyun poured wind into his mouth and nose, almost suffocating.

Fang Qingyang, who was sitting in front of him and controlling the gourd, raised his hand and waved it, rolling up a circle of light curtains to cover the gourd, isolating the wind from the wind.

Xu Daoyun looked at the vast sea below and asked, "Master, is Canglang Terrace on the stargazing sea?"

"yes. ”

Suddenly, a whirlwind rolled up ahead.

The clouds open and the fog disperses.

A woman in a white shirt stood in the air, her eyebrows were picturesque, handsome, without a trace of weakness, she bowed from afar, and showed a charming free and easy smile on her face: "Qingjun has seen the predecessors of Zhifeng. ”

Fang Qingyang, who was known as the Folding Wind Sword Immortal, was still sitting cross-legged on the gourd, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Commander Yang, I don't know what to do?"

"The seniors see the head and the tail, and it is rare to show up today, and the younger generations naturally want to come and say hello. ”

"It's good. Fang Qingyang stretched his waist, slapped his palm on the gourd twice, and said distressedly: "It's just that the wine is not enough to eat." ”

Yang Qingjun said with a smile: "It's not easy for seniors to eat and drink, although the world is big, there is no place where the predecessor's wind folding sword can't go." ”

Fang Qingyang laughed and shook his head: "It's ridiculous, there are places that can't go, but with this Wind Folding Sword, it shouldn't be a problem to walk sideways." ”

Yang Qingjun set his eyes on the emaciated young man behind the Folding Wind Sword Immortal, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Daoyun, shouting at the senior of Zhifeng is indeed a loss to you, in this world of Kyushu, I don't know how many people who use swords want to worship their predecessors as teachers." ”

Fang Qingyang raised his chin, the shelf was full, and he glanced back at Xu Daoyun: "Hear it, kid, you have a big bargain." ”

"Oh. Xu Daoyun spit out a word and kept silent.

The Folding Wind Sword Immortal, who thought he could run rampant in Jiuzhou, gritted his teeth again.

Yang Qingjun smiled freely, "But I don't know if the Heavenly Remnant Phenomenon outside this number of days can escape the eternal law of the Great Yan Number?"

Fang Qingyang was depressed, and said angrily: "It doesn't matter if this kid is dead or alive, everything depends on the arrangement of the senior brother, as well as his own creation." ”

Yang Qingjun bowed his hand, "Please say hello to the Sword Saint senior for Qingjun." ”

Fang Qingyang lazily replied with a salute: "Senior brother has never cared about these false courtesies, but I will definitely bring them, Commander Yang has made thousands of miles to travel, but he wants to go back?"

Yang Qingjun said with a smile: "I'm also curious to see the only change in this great number of things, and now that my wish has been granted, naturally I won't stay for long." ”

"Then say goodbye, and please say hello to the commander-in-chief for your subordinates. ”

"Definitely. ”

"Farewell. ”

"Farewell. ”

The sound of breaking the air sounded, Yang Qingjun had already taken advantage of the wind, turned into an arc of light and disappeared into the sky, but threw a cloth bag through the light curtain to Xu Daoyun, and the brisk and free voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Little brother Daoyun, if you can be interested, you can go to the Yunwei Division of Qingping County to report, the person in the purple shirt is called Gao Zhongyuan, and he lives in Zilan Villa, Xitang Mansion." ”