Xu Yongzheng went through the battle of Jiyue Valley and became famous all over the world.

At such a young age, the thirty-fourth in the Fuyao list can go up from the bottom to the top and defeat the fourth in the Fuyao list.

Those who know only the eight mountains are worried. None of the others knew the specifics.

Qu Xingwu is even nowhere to be seen. The person who pursues and kills does not speak out, and in the eyes of the world, it is more of a tacit acquiescence.

Ten days ago, Qu Xingwu rushed to Zhongzhou Jinyi Building with an orange-robed woman on his back.

Under Qu Xingwu's signal, Jin Yilou made two moves.

First, hide Qu Xingwu's whereabouts and help him avoid the disturbances of people in the rivers and lakes.

Second, help Qu Xingwu find someone.

Qu Xing is a guest of Jinyi Building, so such a trivial matter is naturally not a problem. However, this second requirement has not been met by Jin Yilou for a long time.

Because, the person Qu Xing is looking for is no longer an ordinary person, but a person who is at ease.

Qu Xingwei was dressed in green clothes again, looking at Su Yang who was lying on the ice jade bed, he was stunned again.

He seemed to recall the scene in the valley of the moon and the sun.

After Xu Yongzheng knocked the old ghost with withered branches off the cliff, he actually had murderous intent towards him again.

Qu Xing was worried about his life and had nothing to love, so he let Xu Yongzheng raise his sword.

But in the end, the sword was not cut down for a long time.

Qu Xingwu took the initiative to seek death and said: "Xu Yongzheng, I will achieve your prestige, and you will fulfill my life." ”

Xu Yongzheng's eyes gradually returned to clarity, pointed at Su Yang and said, "She's not dead yet." ”

Qu Xingwu already had some questions, why Xu Yongzheng was hit by that trick and was unharmed. And the vitality of his lover Su Yang gradually died. Could it be that Xu Yongzheng is really the chosen one?

At that time, hearing Xu Yongzheng say this, Qu Xingwei rekindled his hope, and he asked, "What should I do?"

The answer is no answer.

Xu Yongzheng carried the little girl of the sword curtain on his back and slowly left Jiyue Valley.

It's ridiculous to say that Qu Xingwei really believes Xu Yongzheng.

However, after more than ten days of hard work, Su Yang's body did not emit the slightest rancid smell, as if he was asleep.

In this way, Qu Xingwei completely pinned his hopes on the person he was looking for.

There are more than a dozen flutes, bamboo, jade and stone bones in Qu Xingwei's room, the materials are different, the style is exquisite, and there is no lack of good jade from the hands of famous artists. This is the care of Jinyi Building.

Unfortunately, for ten days, not a single sound of music came out of this room.

Shen Yu, the owner of Jinyi Mansion, was invited again and again, but was coldly rejected by Qu Xing. What Shen Yu is thinking, where does Qu Xingwu not know, Qu Xingwei is not only the Eight Mountains, but also a famous vocalist on the rivers and lakes.

Before Emperor Qin's martial arts became famous, Qin Se was the best in the world. His master's qualifications are the oldest, and the pipe flute and bamboo silk are a must. And he, Qu Xing is worried, and the flute is a must.

However, he did not have the slightest intention of playing the flute at this time.

Su Yang's body, under the elixir of the Jinyi Lou Artifact Mansion, still did not improve in the slightest.

Master, Master, where are you now? Qu Xingwu sat down like this.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in. Qu Xingwu said.

The servant of the Jinyi Building walked in with a hunched waist and asked, "Uncle Qu, a guest who claims to be the seventh on the Fuyao list has come to visit. ”

Qu Xingwu seemed to be asleep, motionless.

The servant looked at Qu Xingwu sitting in a dark corner, hesitated, but did not repeat this sentence again.

Being in Jinyi Building, being a slave, how can you not look at the six roads and listen to the eight directions?

If Uncle Qu really wants to see it, he will definitely make a sound. Otherwise, Qu Xing pretended not to hear, could this slave not understand?

In the end, the slave stood quietly aside, waiting for Qu Xing's reply.

"Nope. Let him go back where he comes. ”

This Fuyao Eighth dared to speak like this to Fuyao Seventh? Although the slave had such doubts in his heart, he also held it in his heart.

As for how the slave should reply, it's none of Qu Xing's worries. Fortunately, this servant is clever enough.

Qu Xing was worried about seeing the mountains outside the house full of flowers and sparsely populated, and he felt irritable for no reason.

Why hasn't my master come yet? Did he not receive the message?

Or did he not want to see his apprentice?

A gust of wind blew, and there was a gust of wind chimes in the air, jingling bells, quite nice.

"With such a beautiful day, don't you play a song?"

"I'm worried about my master, and I don't have that kind of idle time. Qu Xingwu naturally answered.

"Idle time? I don't know when a person stood in the room, and that person was also looking out the window, looking at the same scenery as Qu Xingwei.

Qu Xing's face turned happy and said, "Master, you are finally here." ”

The man was full of green hair, and he couldn't see his age clearly, if he looked closely, Qu Xing's frowning eyes were somewhat similar to him.

"If I don't come again, won't you ever touch the way of vocal music in your life? ”

Qu Xing was stunned, it turned out that all his thoughts were known to the master.

"The habit that has been maintained for more than 20 years is not as good as a woman who has known each other for several months, Qu Xingwei, what are you thinking?

Qu Xingwu had already stood up, he lowered his head at the moment, quite ashamed, and said: "Master, the disciple doesn't want to be out of the way, and the disciple also knows that he is ashamed of your upbringing." Now, the disciple only asks you for this one thing. ”

"Hmph. ”

The man sneered, and then the sound of the flute resumed, and "Forget the Sorrow" reappeared.

The sound of this flute suddenly resembled a gentle woman, slowly smoothing Qu Xing's floating heart, and then gently soothing Qu Xing's sadness.

The sound of the flute suddenly resembled that of a wandering swordsman, telling his own story, alone, helpless, and finally relieved by a spring.

After playing and singing the song, Qu Xing's worries really improved.

"Now, have you changed?"

Qu Xing's expression was still a little solemn, and he insisted: "Master, disciple, please save that woman's life." ”

"You asked someone to deliver a letter, saying that it was your dearest. Who the hell is this woman?"

Wisdom will be hurt, and love will not live. Qu Xingwei remembered his master's teachings, and even promised him that before he was thirty-six years old, he would not think about the love between men and women, and in the past few years, Qu Xingwei has always grasped it very well. Unexpectedly, after only a few months of hard work, they fell into danger, and the words of the two that day were almost privately agreed for life.

Qu Xingwu finally knelt on the ground and said, "The disciple knows that the lone star of the sky has killed his parents. I had made a private agreement with this woman for the rest of my life, and I planned to retire from the rivers and lakes. Now, the disciple has made a big mistake. I only begged the master to have mercy and save her life, and the disciple was willing to serve the master all the time. ”

"Qu Xingwei, do you know what you're talking about?" the man said sternly.

Qu Xing then cried and said, "The disciple is emotional, and he is already guilty. If the master does not save him when he sees death, the disciple will never survive in this life. ”

Immediately afterwards, he kowtowed three times in a row and said, "Master's great kindness, the disciple can only report in the next life." ”

With that, he lay his head on the floor and curled up in a ball, waiting for the man's decision.

"You're threatening me?"

"The disciple would never dare. ”

"I've done everything, what else is there to dare? If I don't save myself when I die, I'm going to lose my only heir. Qu Xing is worried, you have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and it is even more powerful to pinch people's death holes. The man did not forget to praise.

Hearing this, Qu Xing's heart was quite unpleasant. He had already guessed that his master would be angry at him for breaking his promise, and he would die without help. However, he didn't expect his master to be so resolute in this matter.

However, he could not retreat, he wanted to save his sweetheart, even if it was in exchange for his own life.

The disciple was ashamed. Qu Xing said in a sullen voice.

"If you save her life and leave her, would you like to?"

In that case, what's the point of reviving her? No, it is meaningful, as long as she is doing well, it is meaningful.

Qu Xing looked at the beautiful woman on the bed worriedly, his eyes were full of reluctance, and after a long time, he nodded heavily and said, "The disciple is willing." As long as she is well in this life, the disciple is willing. ”

"Get up, idiot. It's really a good apprentice I taught. ”

Qu Xingwu raised his head, but found that his master was no longer in front of him, and he didn't know when he arrived at the bed.

The man's two fingers were put together in the shape of a sword, and they were between Su Yang's foreheads.

Qu Xing was full of worries, and a little expectant, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

The doors and windows of the house were closed, but it was cool without wind, and the man's robe actually puffed up without wind.