Not to mention Jing Chuxiu, even everyone present was frightened by Du Xiu's words, Ji Liuxuan took a step forward, "Master...... Unexpectedly, Du Xiu directly pulled Ye Seventeen, who was still in a daze, to him with spiritual power, "Liu Xuan, tell me to go down, I will be my closed disciple after Seventeen." Ji Liuxuan was embarrassed, and glanced at Jing Chuxiu, "What happened to this ......", why did the master treat his junior brother like this? Jing Chuxiu watched quietly, ignoring Ye Qiqi's distress eyes looking at her, walked up to Du Xiu, and said calmly.

"I'm not leaving." This kid! Du Xiu was anxious: "If you don't leave, do you want the entire Tianmen Mountain to accompany you to suffer?" Jing Chuxiu's eyes flashed slightly, "I'm leaving, if Tianmen Mountain will be involved in Tianmen Mountain, then I won't go to Nanjian Villa." Du Xiu didn't want to talk nonsense with Jing Chuxiu at this time, "I can't help you!" Du Xiu instantly fell on Jing Chuxiu, who was sealed with spiritual power, emitting a ray of light, Du Xiu looked at Jing Chuxiu, who couldn't move, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

The white hair with the general temperament of the immortal in the past exuded a kind of sadness that belonged to the old man at this time, "Don't come back, never come back." Before the words fell, the first show disappeared.

After Du Xiu watched Jing Chuxiu disappear, he whispered to the children in the audience, "I was just going to send your uncle to a place for further study, but your uncle was unwilling, so I had to force him like this, what I said before didn't count, there is only one of your uncle, who will see him in the future and let me know to break your legs." Du Xiu's words made Ye Seventeen, who was about to protest, choke his chest.

Ji Liuxuan saw the surprise in the eyes of everyone in the audience, like a roller coaster-like look, and helplessly looked at the master who ruined his image little by little, he could only play a round on the side, "Just now, your senior uncle was just having an awkward relationship with your master, what should it be called?" Ye Qiqi finally came back to his senses, "Then I, I ......" Du Xiu slapped Ye Qiqi's head with a backhand, "What am I, rabbit cub, if your master is gone, you will follow me to study hard, otherwise you will drag you back and see if I won't beat you." Du Xiu also knew that Ye Seventeen's strength was not only useless in front of those people, but also affected Xiuxiu, so it was best to stay by his side and be taught by him. When Ye Qiqi heard that the master would come back, he was so happy that he said loudly, "Yes!" Absolutely no shame for the master! Ji Liuxuan: "......"

Jing Chuxiu didn't know where she went, Jing Chuxiu sat up from the bed and looked around, the antique room was normal, but it was full of pink. The gauze tent is pink, the flowers in the room are also pink, the sheets, quilts, pillows, all of them are pink, even the edge of the dresser is decorated with pink, Jing Chuxiu seriously doubts that she has come to the boudoir of some young lady, this unreliable old man, no, you have to run quickly!

Jing Chuxiu was about to use his body to leave, but when he moved, he found that something was wrong, Jing Chuxiu stared at his hands, blinked his eyes, was silent for a moment, and howled, "I'm going to go!" I'm not done with you, old man! Jing Chuxiu couldn't imagine that Du Xiu blocked her spiritual power in order to prevent her from running away halfway, Jing Chuxiu just wanted to say one thing at this time: It's all retribution!! Before, she, who was a master, sealed Ye Seventeen's spiritual power and threw it to the demonic beast, but now Du Xiu, who is a master, has chosen a place to throw away her spiritual power.

Jing Chuxiu has no spiritual power, just like ordinary people, she opened the door, and was about to quietly leave the house where she didn't know what it was, opened a gap slightly, and put her eyes together, but what she saw was also an eye, which scared Jing Chuxiu into an instinctive reaction, and her fist swung up. Obviously, that eye was also frightened, and stayed in place, being hit by Jing Chuxiu's fist.

After a few seconds, a heart-rending wail spread from the courtyard, causing the birds in the trees to fly away. When Jing Chuxiu heard the scream, he also realized that he had hit someone, so he hurriedly opened the door to see, and he couldn't live in someone's room and hit the owner.

When Jing Chuxiu opened the door, he saw many people surrounding a young man who was covering his eyes with his hands, and kept asking. "Young Master, how are you, Young Master?" Jing Chuxiu strode over, and when she wanted to check on the situation of the young man, she was recognized by the sharp-eyed subordinate and blocked in front of her, "You, you, you, what do you want to do to our young master?" Jing Chuxiu walked past the subordinate and walked next to the young man, "Take your hand away, I'll take a look." "Her spiritual power is gone, but her mid-level medicine venerable's strength is still there. The boy kept covering his eyes, Jing Chuxiu pulled his hand off violently, it wasn't very serious, because it was hit by pure hand, there was a door, but it looked a little scary, Jing Chuxiu gave a pill after making sure that there was no internal injury, and handed it to the young man, "Believe me, I'll eat it." The boy took it and swallowed it directly, but he frightened the subordinates who had been surrounding him.

"Young Master, how can you just eat what that person gave?" "Young Master, are you alright? Do you feel uncomfortable? "Young master, don't worry, you wait, I'll call the master, he will cure you!" "Young master, you must hold on!" Jing Chuxiu was speechless by their words, as if the young man was about to die if he was poisoned. Jing Chuxiu looked at the boy playfully.

The young man was uncomfortable with Jing Chuxiu's eyes, after all, it was his own little guest who came to peek at his grandfather first, and he offended others. The boy was about to explain when a hearty laugh came, and no one could see it. "Sure enough, he is the disciple of Old Man Du, just as strong as he was back then." Jing Chuxiu looked at the old man who walked in from the gate of the courtyard, dressed in a cloth coat, with a gourd pinned to his waist, his black hair neatly tied, two sword eyebrows, and a middle-aged man's look on his face, which was completely the appearance of a middle-aged man.

Xiao Weinan looked at the picturesque young man in front of him and quipped, "How is it?" Am I much younger than Old Man Du? Much more handsome? "Compared to her master? Could it be Nanjian Villa? "The old man is good everywhere, not bad at all, but he is very honest and let people know that he is an old man when they see him." Xiao Weinan immediately heard what Jing Chuxiu was saying. "You kid, you're clever enough." After speaking, his black hair turned white, and the face of an old man gradually appeared, although it was not very old, but it made people feel a sense of dignity when they saw it.

What makes Jing Chuxiu care is not these, but the temperament of the old man, when he became a middle-aged man, the kind of calmness, endurance, stability and decisiveness that belonged to the middle-aged people exuded from the inside out, and when he became an old man, it was a kind of tenacity that could only be reflected after years of precipitation and the baptism of wind and snow, and the indifference of seeing through everything, which was a kind of spiritual pillar.

(The text is enough, it's collected, and Lao Jing's festival is broken.)

Donkey Liuzi: It's all retribution!!!

Lao Jing: You just stay in the little dark room!! ）