After lunch at noon, everyone went back to the dormitory to rest, the Nanqing immortals felt that they didn't see too much with the Jingjie today, so they went out to the school to find, when they walked through the small pavilion in the garden, they happened to meet Mr. Qi Ying and Molu two people came over, the three met in the narrow corridor, Molu saw him, slightly bowed: "Nanqing immortals." Nan Qing also bowed slightly, and the moment he looked up, he just met Qi Ying's eyes, and the two looked at each other for a few moments, and then Qi Ying smiled at Nan Qing, bowed slightly, and left with Molu.

Nanqing frowned - he could see through all the thoughts of others at a glance, and it was really terrifying to know all the secrets of Kyushu, whether in the heavens or on the ground. Nan Qing couldn't tell what was explained in the eye contact between the two people just now, but he knew that all the thoughts and thoughts in Nan Qing's heart just now and before had been completely and cleanly seen by Mr. Qi Ying.

"Huh? Why is Master here? Jing Jie saw Nan Qing standing at the door of the school yard waiting for him, and before he had time to put away his shuriken, he ran over, and he ran towards Nan Qing, just like a child's trust and attachment to his father's arms.

"I didn't spend much time with you today." Nan Qing took the sword in his hand and inserted it into the scabbard at his waist for him.

"Isn't Master going to accompany Mr. Master and Molu Gongzi today? It's okay. Jing Jie raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, smiled, and said to Nanqing with the inconspicuous tiger teeth on his left side.

"What did you learn today?"

"Hmm......" Jing Jie gestured, as if he had forgotten the name of the move, "I'll show the master the dance!" Before the young man finished speaking, Nanqing didn't have time to stop it, the sword had already been pulled out, Jingjie had just trained in the school field, and he didn't stop practicing all afternoon, the sweat stains behind the white shirt were looming, and the young man's forehead even hung fine beads of sweat, and the breathing that had just become uneven because of the long-term exercise had not had time to flatten out, the young man wanted to share with the master with the original intention, out of the expectation that he wanted to tell him all his own growth and progress, even if he was tired, he also wanted the master to take a look.

The young man danced very hard, Nan Qing looked at him, smiled slightly, and was silent.

Seventeen-year-old catastrophe, Yan Yi Immortal Lord only told him that there would be, Qi Ying only told him that he could be transformed, but he didn't tell him, in the face of such a catastrophe, what should Jingjie do, or rather, what should Nanqing do, since he found Lin Yan's reincarnation, since he saw Jingjie, he no longer had the heart to leave, those self-comforting people said that the immortal accompanied him well, Nanqing himself could hear the meaning of waiting for death - Kyushu is so big, but no one can tell him, what should he do, How should this fate be reversed, and how should this poor child escape the catastrophe. Every time the evening bell of Wangmo Xianmen struck, it was like a countdown to death ringing frantically.

Time flies, time is running out, but he doesn't know what to do yet.

"Master, Master, what's wrong with Master?" Jingjie's sword dance was over, and when he collected the sword, he saw Nan Qing drooping his eyes, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"It's okay...... It's very good. ”

The children of Wangmo Xianmen have an extremely regular schedule, which is of course under the persecution of family rules and severe punishment. Most of the people fell asleep, and there was almost no sound in the fairy mansion, Nan Qing lay on the bed and turned over, the curtain was blown by the wind, and when it was opened, he happened to see the moonlight outside the window, and the bright and stinging eyes hurt. Nanqing's meager and superficial drowsiness was completely dissipated by the moonlight, and he got up, hastily put on a robe and walked outside.

The night in the early autumn of Xingyun Port is very cold, and an occasional gust of wind can freeze Nanqing, who is only wearing a robe.

It was still in the pavilion where I met Molu Qi Ying in the afternoon today, and I met Mr. Qi Ying, dressed neatly, looking at him, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Mr. Qi Ying - this point, but are you waiting?"

"Yes."

"Excuse me." Nanqing didn't care who Qi Ying had made an appointment.

"I'm waiting for Mr. Nanqing."

Nan Qing paused, turned back in horror, and saw Qi Ying's face, beautiful facial features, and those seductive eyes, which always made Nan Qing feel that every time he looked at you, he was like a beast, completely devouring you, leaving no room for it.

"Why are you waiting for me?"

"Isn't there a lot of confusion in the hearts of the immortals, and there is nowhere to tell?"

Nan Qing frowned and looked at him for a while, then slowly eased his brows, and finally showed a shallow smile like self-deprecation - he had already thought clearly, it was the narrow road meeting in the pavilion this afternoon, and that look at each other had already allowed Qi Ying to spy on all the thoughts in his heart.

"Sir, today, why did you deliberately get close to General Chenguang and provoke Jingchang?"

Hearing this question, Qi Ying was slightly surprised, and glanced at Nanqing - the first-class immortal in the fairy world Kyushu naturally has his strength, not only cultivating martial arts, but also those who can glimpse people's hearts and observe words and colors, but also reach the immortal world Kyushu No one can compare.

"Just confirm something—both the immortals and I understand."

Nanqing didn't speak.

"Immortals don't have to worry too much - fate is also fate."

"So it's really time for Jingchang to know that General Chenguang will eventually have his own destiny? Is it really going to be like watching her suffer this? ”

"The suffering of this life is naturally also fate."

Nan Qing didn't speak, looked up at the moon for a long time, and squeezed out a sigh.

"The master of life is not accused by the state lord, how unrestrained and chic he looks, and how infinite the fate of others is written casually - but who knows how much self-blame and self-doubt the pen in his hand in the book of destiny at the moment when he writes it down...... ”

"I know that the immortal master has his own ethics and rules, and I also know that there are his own rules on how to follow the fate of people who are reduced from immortals to the mortal world, but today, Nan Qing asked Mr. Fate Master to read that I and his master and apprentice, as close as brothers, as close as father and son, tell Nan Qing that the catastrophe at the age of seventeen should be resolved."

Qi Ying knew that Nanqing would beg himself for this matter sooner or later, but he never thought that he would give up his identity and status in Kyushu for the sake of his apprentice, kneel down and beg himself, so humble, so helpless, almost made him forget that Tiangong Qingtan and Nanqing on the battlefield have infinite scenery and look at the world.

"Nanqing—please." Nanqing looked up and saw that Qi Ying did not react, kneeling, looking even more humble.

"I'm afraid that the immortal himself knows that I can't say anything, and I also know that even if I let go of all my dignity and face today, I can't exchange it for a useful word, why do I still have to do these meaningless things? Immortals, don't forget your identity, please get up. Nanqing's statement was really touching, and under this situation, Qi Ying couldn't say such cold-blooded and ruthless words.

After Qi Ying said this, he felt that what Nanqing wanted to say and what he wanted to ask was probably about the same, so he turned around and left.

"Immortals, some things are not clear yet, and the truth is still very important." There was no head or tail, alone, Nan Qing was stunned in place, first forcibly extracted himself from that negative and decadent mood, and then began to think about what the words of the master just now meant.

All things, following Lin Yan jumped off the stage and came to an abrupt end. Since the day Qingcheng Cloud was destroyed, the two forces of Hades and Ziqi Immortals have begun to frame Lin Yan with their own purposes, and many horrific murders in Kyushu have finally extended the source to Lin Yan with a strange path. The secret that Lin Yan glimpsed in the enchantment fairyland of the Heavenly Palace - the Hades is a blue-blooded person, but it was also the Hades who strongly advocated killing the blue-blooded clan at the beginning, and the son named "Ji Chong" lying in the green jade coffin seems to be a person that the Hades attaches great importance to, but it is still unclear what kind of connection he has with the Hades. Mr. Mo Yi, the old man of Wangmo Xianmen, told Nanqing that the Hades King was not the son of the previous state lord, but quietly killed the state lord and his cronies, usurped the throne, and the Hades King, the son of the previous state lord, had the same appearance - what was the purpose of the Hades and the Ziqi Immortals to frame Lin Yan? What is the relationship between the Immortal and the Blue Bloods? Who exactly is Yoshichong? They were also trying their best to explore the truth, but since the day Lin Yan jumped off the stage and was about to leave, all the pursuit of the truth has no meaning - what does it mean that it is still important to really think about it?

Perhaps, Qi Ying wants to say that the truth is related to the catastrophe of Jingjie.

Nan Qing looked up at the moon, the light of the moon was getting darker and darker, and the shadow of the moon was getting more and more blurred.

"Didn't Master teach the third form of Jingjie today?" In the early morning, Nan Qing pushed the door and saw a shivering boy standing in the morning light.

"If you have something important today, let General Chenguang teach you how to do it first?"

"General Chenguang...... Good ......"

"Then let Jingchang go."

"Good! Master go slowly! ”

Nan Qing smiled helplessly, when he went out, he met Qi Ying, who was looking at a blue osmanthus that had been cast immortal magic in Mo Xianmen, looking up, his back was slightly sad, Nan Qing didn't make a sound, but Qi Ying still turned around and saw Nan Qing smiling slightly.

"Where are the Southern Qing Immortals going?" He lowered his head and walked out from under the tree, accidentally hooking a petal of an osmanthus flower on his head.

"Dyeing Forest Immortal Cave." Nan Qing looked at his expression intently, because every look of his eyes could tell Nan Qing a lot of information.

"Dye Forest Immortal Cave? The child stage immortal is of course an excellent place to go. ”