The next day, Qi Le sat on the roof and saw Mu Hongyu's convoy pass through the main street separated by two alleys, slowly heading out of the city. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He looked a little stunned, but didn't move.

After being reborn, he leveraged Mu Hongyu's original life trajectory, in the previous life, she fell off the altar, and the aura on her body was no longer there, so there was no obstacle between Qi Le and her.

And in this life, she is still the saintess of the North Hades Temple, and between him and her, there is an insurmountable moat in the North Hades Temple.

Many times the two are just wishful thinking, but the long river of fate cannot go forward according to your wishes, and there will always be a mountain Jedi who will force you to change course and deviate from the original direction.

In this life, Qi Le saved Mu Hongyu's fate, but also added an unbreakable cage to the future of himself and Mu Hongyu.

Mu Hongyu just left, Qi Le was not sad, because he knew that if he wanted to hold her hand now, the result could only be the funeral of the entire family and even the entire southern country.

……

Qi Le, who didn't plan to go out today, was kicked out by Qi Jin.

Because the house received an invitation to invite Qi Le to drink on the Qingliu River, the one who sent the invitation was the girl who sent Qi Jinyu a life-saving wine.

If it weren't for the fact that the invitation card only invited Qi Le alone, Qi Jin would have gone in person to thank the other party for saving his life.

There was a light rain in the sky today, and there was a hazy feeling of a water town. A small boat leaned against the shore, and a woman in green clothes stood on the bow of the boat.

"Welcome, my young lady has been waiting for a long time." Qingyu saluted gently.

"Hello." Qi Le nodded to Qingyu, a little puzzled, this woman gave him a feeling that he had seen it before, but where it was, he forgot, it should be his previous life.

followed Qingyu into the boat, and saw a woman in white sitting in front, with a beautiful face, slightly closed lips, and tassels in her eyebrows and eyes, just like a person in a painting.

The woman raised her wrist lightly, and the corner of her mouth smiled: "Young Master Qi, please take a seat."

Seeing the woman in front of him, Qi Le's mind buzzed for a long time!

How could she be interested in herself?!

Seeing Qi Le's expression, the woman in white smiled and said, "What, Qi Gongzi knows me?"

Qi Le breathed a deep sigh of relief and eased his fearful heart, but his eyes were full of shock: "Dare to ask your seniors, are you the cloud of Tianxiu?"

"Oh?" The woman's eyebrows jumped, and she was a little surprised, and said, "Where did Childe hear these four words?" ”

"About two Jiazi ago, the sword light of the Gu Cang Divine Sword was dimmed to the extreme, making the entire continent uneasy, and everyone thought that it was the end of the law era. And at this moment, a sword aura shook the sky, shaking the nine heavens. Above the Gu Cang Divine Sword, hundreds of millions of sword qi and Ming. At this time, everyone knew that someone had successfully comprehended the Dao meaning of the Gu Cang Sword Method. ”

"No one knew who he was until a hundred years ago, when the fifth mountain of Kongming was cut off by a woman's horizontal sword. The huge mountain fell into the Kongming Sea, causing the sea level of the Kongming Sea to rise by half an inch. ”

At this time, people knew that the person who understood the morality of Gu Cang was actually a woman. Its demeanor is superb, proud of the world, and its cultivation is incomparably terrifying, it is the most immortal cultivator of the Tang Dynasty, the Tianli Sect, and the sword of the Tianli Sect, known as the cloud of Tianxiu. ”

Qi Le whispered, and Qingyu sat on one side, boiling tea.

The woman in white tapped her fingertips gently and rhythmically on the table, a little surprised that Qi Le actually knew her identity.

"This must be the Qingyu girl, right?" Qi Le took the teacup handed over by Qingyu, took a sip of hot tea, and his mouth was fragrant, but in his eyes, he was full of fear.

Qingyu stopped what she was doing, and glanced at the woman in white, both of whom saw a touch of surprise in the other party's eyes.

"Forget if you know my young lady, you even know my name?"

"The rain girl is a drop of rain. A drop on the hilt of the Ancient Cangshen Sword bathed in the rain of thousands of years of sword qi. At the moment when the predecessors of the cloud realized the morality of the ancient cang, they felt it, so as to realize the adulthood. ”

Qi Le's face was bitter, and now the names of these two people had not yet been revealed among the low-level cultivators. But in the last few decades of their previous lives, these two people can be said to be pushing the world sideways, and it is difficult to meet opponents.

A month before Qi Le's final battle in his previous life, Si Kouyun and the overlord of the Tibetan Fog Forest, Old Man Xiao, fought for seven days and seven nights, directly sinking several sacred mountains and steaming out two seas, and countless Xiuzhen kingdoms turned into dust in the aftermath of their battle.

Who is the laughing old man?

He has been famous in the Hanging Sword Continent for thousands of years, and no one knows what kind of cultivation he has, and he is one of the few people who are closest to the immortals in the rumors.

And Si Kouyun can actually fight with him thousands of times without winning or losing, which shows his earth-shattering combat power.

And now, decades before that battle, she sat in front of Qi Le, with a smile on her lips and her eyes looking at Qi Le.

How did these two fierce men come to the southern country? If they tremble slightly, the southern kingdom will collapse in an instant!

His heart was beating wildly, Qi Le had never been so nervous, his hands were a little trembling, and the teacup was unsteady: "Thank you for saving my sister."

Qi Le could clearly feel that his body was trembling.

"It's just a matter of effort." Si Kouyun's red lips opened lightly, and he glanced at Qingyu, who understood and walked out, leaving this place for her and Qi Le.

"Qi Gongzi is sixteen years old this year, right?" Si Kouyun's voice was smart and very good, but every syllable that fell in Qi Le's ears was like asking for his life.

There is no way, the pressure is too great, in his past life and in this life, Qi Le has encountered a master of this level for the first time.

In front of her, Qi Le only felt that it was difficult to breathe. After a few decades, he will be able to be equal to the old man Xiao, so what kind of cultivation is Si Kouyun now? The Seventh, or the Eighth, or the Ninth?

This is because the other party completely concealed the breath, if there is a slight leakage of breath, the entire monks of Shangling City will probably have to die.

High-level cultivators, that's how terrifying they are.

"It's really not easy to have such a cultivation at the age of sixteen, especially in this small country with poor spiritual power." Si Kouyun seemed to be talking to himself, Qi Le took over Qingyu's work and began to make tea.

"I'm just one hundred and eighty years old this year, and at your age, I'm still a kid who can only play with my mobile phone."

Airplanes!

Qi Le's eyes shrank suddenly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and the tea set in his hand fell to the ground suddenly.

Playing on the phone?? She did just say those three words, right?

Who is she? A traverser like me?

Qi Le's mind buzzed, as if the sky was falling apart.

When he saw the sniper rifle in the Nine Immortals Pavilion, Qi Le had a strong feeling that he was not fighting alone in this world.

And now, the other party seems to have come to the door.