Hui Jun hurriedly reached out to caress it, and when he touched Leng Qingqiu's cold palm weak finger, he suddenly felt distressed in his heart, and randomly grabbed the small hands tightly, and kept helping Leng Qingqiu to stand up, when Leng Qingqiu raised his eyes and looked at the wide palm that Hui Jun had not let go, Hui Jun hurriedly shook off his hands like a hot fire, but the moment he threw it away, he still clearly felt that Leng Qingqiu's thin palms seemed to have been cold and piercing, even when he held it tightly, it was still cold, It's really distressing.

"Okay, don't worry so much and cry, I'll do my best to help you, but what the outcome of the matter is, we can only depend on the destiny of heaven, can you agree?"

A flash of joy flashed in Leng Qingqiu's eyes, and she was about to kneel down again, but Hui Jun was busy once again holding Leng Qingqiu's arm, asking her not to kneel down for himself again, he really couldn't bear to see her standing in front of him so pleadingly.

"Don't you hurt so much anymore, don't kneel on me anymore, and how is your body, do you often feel cold? I always remember the cold and sad on your face when I saw you for the first time, very much like a person I care about very much, she is my little sister, for some reason, my parents died early, just a little sister has been with me, but I later left her in order to practice the Tao, the moment I left the house, her expression was just like your face at that time, cold and sad, I thought that I could get the Tao Fate, and I could take better care of her in the future, but I didn't want it to be the last time I saw her. ”

Hui Jun muttered a lot of things to Leng Qingqiu at once, this is something he has never done before, even if he is a senior brother, he has never talked about this past, but today for some reason, he actually told a woman who had only met twice about the most secret pain in his heart.

Leng Qingqiu listened to Huijun's narration silently, his voice was a little vicissitudes, with a low voice that did not belong to his age, there was no wave on his face, he didn't seem to have any special feelings about this story, and he still looked cold.

Huijun didn't care, he just thought about the cold little hands just now, and didn't know how to warm them, after all, it was impossible for Leng Qingqiu to have special feelings for himself who had just met once, especially her indifferent and cold appearance, which was similar to the complexion in countless dreams, so he was deeply imprinted in his heart when he saw it, and he also felt that his sister didn't care about everything, even if he left, she was just sad for a moment, Fu watched Hui Jun leave her side coldly, until she died of illness, and did not want the help of the villagers to call Hui Jun back, which also became the most painful pain in Hui Jun's life.

Over the years, Hui Jun has cultivated "light feelings", and slowly seems to have lost most of this pain, for a moment, Hui Jun thought that he had completely forgotten the pain, but at the first glance of Leng Qingqiu, there were waves again.

"Daoist Huijun, Qingqiu really doesn't know that Daoist Huijun still has such a past, if my face looks a little like Sister Ling, then it is also my creation, time has passed, we always have to go on, if you can save Ling Xiaowang this time, Qingqiu will not dare to forget the great grace, and the grass title ring is retribution, but in order to be sure, you should go back to Beijing with me first, in this way, I will arrange for you to enter the palace secretly, I am afraid that you will need to change your clothes at that time, just pretend to be my little servant, and accompany me, is the Taoist willing?"

Leng Qingqiu said in the end, he was already very sure in his heart that this Huijun Daoist would definitely accompany him into Beijing and help him confirm that if it was really as he thought, he would definitely need him to help drive away the monster and let his beloved Ah Yue come back soon.

Thinking that the affectionate Ah Yue in the past may return to his side, Leng Qingqiu seemed to be happy like a child for a moment, and there were still tears on his cheeks that had not faded, but in the illusion in his eyes, he seemed to see the warm and gentle style of Ah Yue in the past.

Hui Jun was a little stunned at the moment when Leng Qingqiu smiled, Leng Qingqiu's face was even more overwhelmed in his eyes because of the appearance of pear blossoms with rain at this moment, and the sound of the cold wind outside the window was in his ears, and the window screen swept gently, and the tenderness in his heart flowed carefully in Hui Jun's heart again, and the Tao of "light love" was invaded by the gentleness of this moment, and unconsciously, Hui Jun's face actually had some maturity, and it seemed that he was one or two years old in an instant.

Leng Qingqiu didn't have time to take care of anything other than the illusion in front of her, until Huijun handed another cup of tea in her hand, she completely came back to her senses, looked out the window, the cold dawn was still coming, the crisp birdsong was in her ears, it was time to go back, Leng Qingqiu quickly ran to the door, and was about to lift the curtain to go out, suddenly found that she was still holding the tea cup in her hand, and hurriedly turned around and walked back to Huijun Daochang, but did not place the cup on the ordinary tables of the inn, Raising his hand, he stuffed the cup of tea with the already cold tea into Huijun's palm, and said:

"You wait for me at the entrance of the Rifle Inn in the afternoon, remember to change into ordinary clothes, and we will act when the time comes."

After saying this, when Hui Jun was holding the cold tea in a daze, Leng Qingqiu had already pushed open the door and quietly left, and the dark black clothes and hood square scarf wrapped her tightly, it was not far away, not long after, Leng Qingqiu arrived at the gate of the Rifle Inn, but saw that the door was closed, Leng Qingqiu knew that at this time, he suddenly thought that when he came out, he didn't even think about how to re-enter.

Leng Qingqiu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, if his dress was seen by any of Situ's subordinates or Situ at this time, he would not be able to get out, especially Shanxing, although she was her own personal maid, but after all, she was also Ling Xiaowangye's person, and she had always been a little arrogant, informal, if she knew, if she accidentally said it that day, she would also be in trouble, Leng Qingqiu's heart was very anxious, and when she was at a loss, she found that there was a person in the corner behind her.

The man walked straight towards the Rift Inn, he was dressed in a half-length cotton gown, and he was also wearing a soft satin cotton cloak, and he also wore a hood, as if he was an ordinary merchant who had traveled far away, because he did not know that the inn had been chartered, and could no longer bear the fatigue, so he rashly came to point or stay.