In a courtyard of Tongtian Peak, Qingbo hesitated slightly, and then slowly walked in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shang Zhengliang's face was flushed with anger, and he smiled reluctantly when he saw the little girl coming: "Good boy, that person is in the house, and we don't care much about your life experience, you go in and talk to him, if the old man dares to come hard, don't blame me for not thinking about the love of these years." ”

There was a cold snort from inside the room.

Shang Zhengliang hit his head against the pillar and covered his face in pain: "Tian Fatzi is not doing this authentic thing, he actually asked me to be this wicked man......"

Qingbo nodded politely, and then walked into the house.

An old man with a white beard was looking at him lovingly, his body trembling slightly.

It was the Lord Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who came very early.

Qingbo bowed to him, and then fell silent.

"You know it all......"

The poison god looked at her for a long time, and finally spoke, his voice old: "You are in Qingyun...... How are you doing? ”

Qingbo nodded slightly: "Master and my mother treat me better than my own daughter, and even the second elder who I don't like to cultivate can endure it, but let Senior Sister Tian taste it several times." ”

She paused, and said in a tone that didn't say any emotion: "Several senior brothers also love me, and I like them very much. ”

The poison god smiled with relief and hesitated, "You are too grandma...... Did she ever complain about me? ”

He couldn't help but ask, although he had already sent someone to investigate clearly, but the result made his iron heart become full of holes in an instant.

Qingbo thought for a while, and then said, "Grandma Tai has never really complained about you, and I heard my mother say that she looked very happy when she went. Grandma is a famous lady in the Jianghuai clan, and her grandfather raised her eyebrows, and she was in harmony, and she was a fairy couple who was envied by everyone. The mother sought kindness and received kindness, and there was no resentment. For us, seniors really don't have to mind. ”

The poison god closed his eyes.

Don't mind?

His wife became a monk in her later years, her daughter died early, her granddaughter committed suicide, and now Qingbo lost her childhood, although she lives in Qingyun, but it is not her home after all.

How could he not mind that his grandfather was a "senior"? How can it be?

Hongyan is far away, lovesick and bitter, several times, it is difficult to deal with each other. Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, do not cut lovesickness and can't bear to care.

Acacia, Acacia.

The poison god's mind changed sharply, and he finally made up his mind, and said to Qingbo: "Child, follow me back to the Ten Thousand Poison Gate." ”

Shang Zhengliang outside the house sneered: "Old poison, you can't help but take it for granted. ”

The poison god was dancing wildly, and shouted angrily: "I am such a descendant, whoever dares to rob me, I will be inseparable from him, even if I burn his bones and bones, I will crush his bones and scatter ashes!" ”

Shang Zhengliang shook his head and laughed: "The old thing is so ruthless, if it weren't for the Qingyun Mountain behind it, maybe it would be true...... I'm going to be scared. ”

He Shi Shiran walked in, looked at his very excited old friend and said seriously: "I may eat your set, Senior Brother Tian may also eat yours, and even I want to eat your set, but Chunyang will definitely not eat it." ”

"Actually, he explained to me early this morning that it's okay to recognize relatives, but if you want to take people away...... Pipe dream. ”

The poison god became more and more angry: "He himself doesn't want to go back to the Ghost King Sect, he doesn't want to recognize him Laozi, why don't you let Qing'er go back?" Don't even respect Qing'er's own wishes? Is the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect still inferior to an ordinary disciple of the Qingyun Sect? Pure Yang Zhenren is so big, so majestic......"

Hearing this, the old merchant smiled strangely, and there was some teasing meaning in his smile, he took out a small note from his sleeve, and said with a low smile: "You can even count what you can say, this is really ......."

He paused for a long time in front of the poison god, and then cleared his throat, his face expressionless, very similar to Li Chunyang's expression when he spoke.

"Respect Qingbo's own choice? Why should I respect her? As for the Ten Thousand Poison Gate......"

When he said this, he glanced at the old poison who was trembling with anger with pity, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and the disdain was obvious.

"Isn't that remarkable?"

The old poison had red eyes, sat on the ground, and waved the crutch in his hand in the air: "It's too much to deceive people!" If you want me to die, I'm going to have to do it. I'll go up to Chaoyang Peak to find that little horseman theory. ”

Shang Zhengliang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said directly: "Without further ado, do you want to have a descendant, or must there be a new master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect?" ”

The poison god gradually calmed down and asked puzzledly, "What's the difference?" Yes, of course. ”

Shang Zhengliang looked at him quietly, and after looking at him for a long time, he said in a strange manner: "Do you really want to have a face?" ”

The poison god was speechless.

"Senior Brother Tian's bottom line is like this, recognize your relatives, don't stop you, if you have to get an inch, then you just go to Chaoyang Peak and pull out that golden sword. I think this proposal is concise and powerful, what do you think? ”

The old poison was angry and said, "You can also say this kind of vicious idea." ”

"I can make the decision for Senior Brother Tian in this matter, as long as you don't force her to enter the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, then you can come and teach those disgusting things when it's okay."

The poison god said angrily: "How can the methods of the imperial envoy become a disgusting thing in your mouth!" Old man, don't deceive people too much, if your apprentice says that, it's fine, you're just a ......."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Zhengliang's eyes widened and said, "Do you want to or not, hurry up and say something?" ”

Any argument and quarrel in the end does not rely on lip service, but on boxing, such a simple sentence reflects the foundation of Qingyunmen as the first in the world, and the poisonous god has completely lost his temper.

…………………………

Just when the cultivators were forming gangs and factions in Tai Chi Square, when the violent monk in Baguio's mouth ran to Chaoyang Peak to find trouble with Li Chunyang, when Shuiyue Shouzao and his little disciples hurt each other with all kinds of cynicism, and when the two old things were arguing about the ownership of a loli.

A woman who has not appeared in many chapters appeared in the Mochizuki Pavilion on the mountain behind Xiaozhu Peak.

Yuan Ziyi raised his head and looked at the almost miraculous starry sky canopy and the huge fireworks that kept rising into the air, and there was a faint sound of singing and laughter on Tongtian Peak in his ears.

She untied the hairpin on her head, and sprinkled it with green silk.

Her long hair is like silk, and she is fluffy and rippling like clouds, her cherry lips are pursed, looking cold and strong, but the smile that appears from time to time makes people feel like a spring breeze, and her eyes are like honey, but they imply a sharp edge that is almost sharp.

She was silent for a long time, thinking about a lot of things.

Eighty years ago, she was just an ordinary peasant girl, who should not have come to the world's largest faction, but should have obediently accepted her fate - growing up, farming, and then marrying a rural youth with a little strength and sweating all day before the age of sixteen. Let the heavy farm work boil his graceful posture and delicate little face into the appearance of a yellow-faced woman with a bucket waist in just over ten years.

That's fate.

More than eighty years ago, she spurned her fate.

Until I met the essence of literature between the eyebrows, looking forward to flying, like a girl who is flying in the clouds.

Practicing together, becoming an adult together, slaying demons and eliminating demons together, enjoying the love of teachers together, the envy of fellow disciples, and the admiration of ordinary people.

Her life was about to be completed, but the brilliant sword light ten years ago not only drove Zhao Mingyue crazy, but also ruined her Dao heart.

"I, love this place, Qingyun......"

The broken Dao heart turned into a little crystal teardrop and fell on Zhao Feiyan's clothed mound.

"Feiyan, I know that you are in love with him, but if you are as arrogant as you, you naturally won't ask in a low voice, but I didn't expect to be preempted by your sister...... You always say that men are cheap bones, and the more you can't get something, the more you want to get it, but it seems that ...... You're wrong. ”

"This man is too strange and too terrifying, all eyes were on your sister when he was martial arts...... You know, I've always disliked your sister. ”

"Speaking of which, when you first sought the Qilin essence blood, you probably never thought that your brother-in-law in the future would do such a cruel treatment to you, and you didn't even have your soul left?"

"The world is vast, how can everything be as expected?

"Eighty years ago, I could not have imagined that I would be where I am today. Fifty years ago, I wouldn't have expected you to be so enamored by your feelings. Ten years ago, I couldn't have imagined ...... You're going to die. In the practice, people praise us Qingyunmen people for learning to break yin and yang, and people all over the world also say that Zhao Mingyue and Li Chunyang know everything, but they are always in the world.

"As long as you are in the world, you are still just a person."

"As long as it's human, you can be killed, right?"

The last teardrop fell, splattered, and then disappeared with the wind.

A trace of black gas suddenly appeared on her body, and a cloud of blood rolled in the black qi, and the ferocity was rampant, and countless demons scrambled to be the first, squeezing and hovering towards her.

"Tears are just meaningless emotional scum, instead of crying, find a way to stop crying, or let everyone cry with you."

One voice, neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang.

"Rolling red dust, robbing and robbing. The color and emptiness are all phases, and the formation and dwelling are impermanent. Those who have obtained the Dharma of our own wander leisurely and create nature, come and go invisible, the Three Realms and Six Realms, all beings in the heavens, all pleasures, and regenerate freely......"

In her eyes, the void was reflected, and the black and white eyes disappeared without a trace, leaving only endless glass light.

In the endless glazed divine light, there is an inexplicable existence, flickering and flickering.

"Humph!"

"He is free, heaven and man are not human......"

Yuan Ziyi's black hair danced wildly, her purple dress seemed to be dyed black in an instant, her eyes had begun to fade, and a clear glass light in the center of her eyebrows seemed to devour her natal true spirit.

…………………………

Shui Yueshouza, who was arguing with his apprentice on Xiaozhu Peak, suddenly stopped, and a drop of rain fell from the sky, wetting her hair.

She was silent for a moment, then took a few steps forward.

Then I burst into tears inexplicably......

Lu Xueqi looked in the direction of the Moon Pavilion, and her cold expression was slightly dazed.

Zhao Mingyue was silent, her figure flickered, and in an instant, she came to the cliff.

She bowed to the place from a distance of a hundred feet.

It's for farewell.

Under the dark blue sky, the Mochizuki Pavilion suddenly bloomed with immeasurable glass light.

There was only a moment, and the time was so short that almost no one noticed.