After a few days in the peak, Su Wangge felt that his body was already getting better. It's been a few days to suffocate her, and if you water her a little more, it is estimated that she will be able to grow mushrooms.

casually draped in a white shirt, and the long hair like ink satin was discharged down, without anything to restrain him, adding a bit of fairy wind bones.

Su Elegy really didn't know how to make his hair in a bun, so he simply didn't care.

At this time, it was sunset, and the warm yellow of the sky covered the world, giving the world a little soft color. Su Wangge walked slowly on the verdant path, looking at the distant mountain scenery with his eyes.

Fortunately, Su Elegy remembered the description of Yun Qingfeng's environment in the original book, so that he would not become a road idiot.

By chance, Su Wangge caught a glimpse of a pink-carved child in front of him, estimated to be eleven or twelve years old. Su Wangge has always liked children, especially such good-looking children, she couldn't help it, and happily stepped forward and asked, "Child, why are you here alone?"

The child glanced at Su Elegy timidly, and a crisp childish voice came, hitting Su Elegy's heart, "Back to the master, disciple, the disciple practiced the pure heart swordsmanship granted by the master a few days ago, the disciple was stupid, and there was no progress at all."

"What's your name?" Su Wangge looked at this child steadily, although he was still young, the tenacity between his eyebrows could be seen.

"Disciple Kiyoga"

The crisp voice entered his ears, and Su Elegy's nerves were aroused, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited, just like the mood of seeing an idol.

Wow, wow, wow! The second male in the original book! Affectionate is just like a river of spring water, and the scoop is full of Ji Feiyue. Su Elegy likes Qinghe's type of man the most, handsome, rich, status, and affectionate, everyone has to love to death, only people like Sister Yue who have an explosive personality will look down on him.

Su Elegy smiled, turning all beings upside down, and all the colors in this world seemed to be inferior to the smile of the person in front of him. Su Wangge reached out and rubbed Qinghe's furry head, Qinghe's body stiffened, and he couldn't react.

Shizun doesn't like to laugh, and he doesn't treat people kindly, always showing a sense of indifference and alienation. Today, Shizun smiled at him, and made such a doting action, no wonder the uncles said that Shizun seemed to be taken away.

"Kiyoga, tell the master the weight of a snowflake"

When Qinghe heard this, he replied with some uncertainty, "insignificant"

Su Wangge reached out and rubbed his head again, and said softly, "Then let the teacher tell you an ordinary story."

"The teacher was standing under a fir tree, and it was snowing. Small petals of snowflakes slowly fall. There was nothing to do for the teacher, so he counted the snowflakes that fell on the branch, the exact number was one hundred and one thousand two hundred and fifty-four, and when another insignificant snowflake fell on the branch, the branch broke."

Qinghe bowed his head and was silent, and only nodded thoroughly after half a sound, "Disciple understands", when he looked up, he only saw the slender figure of the master being stretched by the setting sun and a long shadow falling at his feet, and then slowly fading farther and farther away.

Looking at the slender figure, the evening breeze blew and raised the ink hair to float with the wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun was full of crossing on it, like a goddess of the nine heavens. Qing He secretly made up his mind that he must work hard to cultivate, he must catch up with that figure, even if the whole world is separated by the middle, he will desperately split a rift.

Su Elegy couldn't help but be a little happy, this Qinghe is still so young, it means that the original work has not started yet, she came early!