After a noisy and violent sound in the distance, Qin Huaiguan stared at the figure that appeared in front of him, and the humid air currents around him were all warmed by this figure, wrapped around and attached to the clothes, and a warm current suddenly rose.

Feeling the palm he had borne before, there was obviously no trace of anger under the dragonfly, and even the source spirit was scattered at will before it was released, and his mind was slowly in the stream flowing in the mountains, silent and long, long and comfortable, and a hollow fatigue poured into the void body and collapsed the world he had known before.

Then he lowered his eyes and thought left and right, his eyebrows were tightly locked, the person in front of him was unfathomable, and he couldn't even perceive the ups and downs of his weak breathing, but why there was no continuation, he only felt a trace of warmth in his body, and he was puzzled by the actions of the person in front of him.

His gaze never left the old man's pupils, and the old man swept over Qin Huaiguan's body with particular interest.

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"In general, the talent is okay, but the resentment in my heart is too heavy and heavy. Among the similar teenagers, they are also ordinary seedlings, but unfortunately half of them have already stepped into Huangquan Road. The old man flicked his sleeves and took off his coat and hat, crossed his hands in the loose sleeves, and paced back and forth. For people who have talent for Yuan Nian, they cherish it as usual, squinting their eyes slightly and sighing to themselves in front of Qin Huaiguan.

"Good is good, bad is bad, how can there be good to say bad, bad has to be said to be extreme, it sounds a little ridiculous. The woman looked at the old man and said dissatisfiedly.

"Little girl, good does not mean good, it can also be bad, but good is good, and then bad, and then you will know if you have a fate. What is the old man's opinion?" the old man took out his hand from his cuff and touched the tip of his nose, put it back into his sleeve, and said to Qin Huaiguan.

"I don't dare to comment, but I know that I was stupid when I was a child, but I am smarter than the wasted youth. Otherwise, I wouldn't have teased those mad dogs so easily. Look at the seniors, you are dressed, are you also with that group of waste youths?" Qin Huaiguan raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a sneer.

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"It is said that Qin Zi is a dull man, but the world is blind, but unfortunately there is no night in the world! Don't be humble about what you do, it seems to be human nature in the old man. So, the old man opened his eyes, shook his wide sleeves, and said: "Hehe, the old man was just entrusted by a friend to come here to ask Xiaoyou for something that should not belong to Xiaoyou, and then he should leave." After leaving, what the person in Qin Zi's mouth does is naturally a matter for Xiaoyou. ”

A restrained gaze sprinkled, silently revealing a domineering atmosphere.

"Juniors don't have what their seniors want. However, there is the most valuable thing on the body, which is this ragged blue shirt, if the seniors don't mind, just take it. However, you can buy one casually in a busy street market for just a few pieces of silver, so why bother with the boy's messy and dirty clothes?" Qin Huaiguan smiled bitterly, not frightened by the majesty emanating from the old man's body in front of him, he raised his sleeve and sniffed it, shaking his head with a slightly scoundrel-like color.

Obviously, Qin Huaiguan felt a little disgusted by the smell of this shirt on his body, there was really no way, otherwise the group of mad dogs would bite and not let go, who would be able to endure the stench volatilized from his body, not to mention that there was a beautiful woman who was inseparable from him.

Although this old man suddenly appeared, he was immortal and ethereal, and his words and deeds were delicate, but who would know that it would not be a prelude to using real emotions to express the prelude to the first salute and then the soldier under the guise of politeness.

Before the time of tea, there was a faint difference in the size of a fist, but Qin Huaiguan was not a soft persimmon that could be manipulated. Giving in with a slight pinch is not his usual arrogant style.

On the table, he is willing to give away his stinky clothes, and the voice outside the strings is that he wants the treasure on Lao Tzu Qin Huaiguan's body, and he wants to express his intention to tell the truth, so why waste his tongue here.

Caught up in this chaotic avenue, no matter whether the clothes are bright or disheveled, they will never be able to satisfy the greedy hearts of the world.

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"Little friend, now that you are an old decayed leaf, the third such scoundrel in front of me reminds me of unforgettable memories. The old man still had a gentle face, looked at Qin Huaiguan and said in a low voice.

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Looking at the young man in front of him, he thought about the inheritance of the origin spirit numerology that bound him all the time, when had he ever seen such a gentleness.

Pulling out his hand from the cuff, when he saw the palm that was wrinkled and inconsistent with the old man's white and watery face, Qin Huaiguan suddenly gathered his gaze, and his eyes stared sharply at the old man with a somewhat dark and low face. Holding the jade hand of the woman beside him tightly, all the strength of the feet of his lower body gathered a little to resist the scattered soil.

When the woman saw Qin Huaiguan unintentionally holding her hand tightly, her heart became agitated, and in an instant, even the pain of being held tightly in her hands seemed insignificant.

Qin Huaiguan did not notice the subtle ripples in the woman's face, but put all his divine consciousness in the strange atmosphere of the moment...

However, Qin Huaiguan didn't know that he was like an unconcealable body in front of Lao Suo. There is no secret at all, and the subtle fluctuations are so thorough in the eyes of the old man.

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As everyone knows, when the old man waved his sleeves, his eyes were in a trance, and the fallen leaves were falling down, like a picture of the reverse season. The green leaves, full of youth and vitality, slowly faded to green, and became only a withered yellow and wrinkled skin. And the withered yellow leaves drifted in a little in front of him, and the inky pupils became more and more dilated, and they were still quiet green.

Closer, but one side was green and the other was yellow, rotating back and forth between heaven and earth, and a gust of cold wind swept across Qin Huaiguan's face, and at the same time, the leaf turned into a world, covering Qin Huaiguan's vision at this time. Under the obscured vision, there was not a darkness emerging, but so real and yet so false, what he saw was doing his words and deeds in different time periods overlapping in an infinite loop.

Space is no longer full, but time has become substantial, under different choices, evolved a variety of full and substantial roads, no matter the choice, the final is the final picture, accompanying him The factors in the result, although different, but very bitter.

Whether he chooses or doesn't see it, in the end, he will change beyond him and achieve the final result...

He lowered his hands, pale and weak, not knowing if it was the air he was holding, or if it was really his own hands.

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Although it was a few seconds, it was as hesitant as a lifetime.

When the green leaves slowly fell, the old man still never left in front of him, but there was an extra ornament on the tips of the old man's delicate fingers, swaying in the humid air.

Qin Huaiguan stared at the air with his eyes, and he was powerless, not shocking but not knowing, the kind of questioning that he didn't know what he was living for and what he was living repeated in his mind.

At this time, the fire in his heart that should have been extinguished will completely cease to exist...

His eyes were bloodshot and cloudy, stagnant like a dead man, if he hadn't faintly felt that someone beside him was calling out to him, his mind would have recovered, and he Qin Huaiguan would have left his mind in the old man's spell casting and ended up depressed.

Long...

It may be a long time, as if it is half a life, but it is like a white horse passing through the gap, I don't know if it really exists or has already existed.

A thunderclap exploded from the sky, a desolate wind swept up, the withered leaves of the land moved stupidly, and a thin rain drifted to the face like silky threads.

Looking at the ornaments on the tips of his fingers, his brows were so wrinkled, and profound handwriting appeared on his eye, he exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and glanced at Qin Huaiguan helplessly, then smiled, and seemed to shake his slightly stiff neck, so he didn't say a word, his eyes revealed a sigh of self-determination, and he brushed his sleeves away, and the breath like the fairy wind and bones shocked the Quartet in an instant.

The strange departing old man, Qin Huai looked at Wen Qing beside him, his eyes were full of doubts. For this strange old man. She had guessed that she was in the same league as the person who had chased them a few days ago, but now it seemed that such a strange act was really puzzling to her.

When she turned her gaze to Qin Huaiguan, the woman realized that Qin Huaiguan had an extra book in his hand at some point, and that book was a yellowed and somewhat worn book, wrinkled and a little ugly, and it looked like a book under the hands of those who didn't cherish books.

However, vaguely.

There is always a light and cool aroma flowing on the tip of the nose, refreshing the heart. There were a lot of ripples in people's hearts, so that the woman subconsciously poked out her little head and followed her nose, and the traces seemed to have been wrapped in paper and some wrinkles, presumably they had been read over and over again more than a hundred times.

And Qin Huaiguan seemed to understand a little in Lao Suo's pupils, and looked at the book in his palm.

From time to time, a faint cool breath exudes that stimulates the flesh and bones.

Seeing that the woman was so playful, swallowing a breath of cold air slightly, the woman must have been attracted by the fragrance of the book in his hand. The palm of the hand gently swiped inward, and faintly, the sound of almost subtle friction suddenly passed, and it was stretched out to the woman who had looked at her.

"Seeing that you're so fascinated by it, you must like this book, so you can take it. Qin Huaiguan said to the woman.

"Bring it to me, do you mean to give it to me?" A hint of surprise looked at Qin Huaiguan, and then, after waiting for Qin Huai to look at his head, he hugged her with both hands and her slightly bulging part, the tip of her beautiful nose was leaning on it, and her eyes were slightly closed.

Looking like an innocent child, it looks like I've gotten my favorite candy.

As for the origin of this book, it is like an impossible story, as if things of different values are exchanged for equivalence, and in the end, God has given a priceless smile.