During the time that the immortal lord of Yanyi was in a coma, Nan Qing could only silently stay aside, not daring to leave an inch, thinking about that picture in his mind, thinking about what the immortal mansion of the immortal family he saw meant, and when he couldn't get an answer, Nan Qing had already given himself a lot of ideas, what he was most afraid of was that the young man who finally escaped the messy disputes in the fairy world would return to a fairy family, become a member of the fairy family, and be a disciple of the fairy cultivators. Then he was caught up in the extraordinary fate of his previous life, and he was re-exposed to accusation and criticism, and he was experiencing the pain he had suffered in his previous life, and then rethinking whether he should end his life again.

Nanqing's palms were all sweaty, looking at the pale young man lying on the couch, hoping that he could wake up soon to answer his doubts, and he prayed again and again in his heart, hoping that Lin Yanxin's fate could be freed from the fetters with the Xianmen family, and his life would be ordinary and ordinary, just safe and stable.

Until Yan Yi Immortal Lord woke up and told Nan Qing firmly and weakly that Lin Yan would join the Immortal Gate to become a disciple of the Immortal Cultivator in the future, but if he could stop him before he joined the Immortal Gate family, maybe Lin Yan would have a different fate, in addition, there was no way to see more in the dream, I don't know where Lin Yan is at this moment, I don't know what Immortal Sect Lin Yan has joined, I don't know how he will live in this life, Nan Qing knows how secret the fate of the degraded immortal is, and it is already a great luck to see these.

Nan Qing lifted his robe, faced Yan Yi, and knelt down.

"Nanqing Immortal, what is this for?" Yan Yi lifted the quilt with difficulty, got out of bed in embarrassment, and went to help Nanqing's arm.

"Today's kindness, Nanqing will never forget it in this life." Nanqing insisted on facing Yan Yi and made the biggest salute in Kyushu, although it was just a simple sentence, but Yan Yi knew the temper of this immortal, in the future, he would deal with his sister's affairs like Lin Yan's affairs, and he also knew that from now on, Fengyue Xianmen was no longer alone, when Xianmen was wronged, at least someone would stand up and speak for himself without hesitation. Yan Yi and Nan Qing are both smart people, and the strength and energy to help people are better used on those who know how to repay Entu.

Nanqing said goodbye to Yan Yi, and then said goodbye to Mr. Moyi and Mo Lu, and bowed deeply to these two people when he left: "Thank you for taking care of these few days, Mr. and Childe don't have to worry about me anymore, I still have unfinished business, how can I lose the idea of living so easily, life is still long, and each of them cherishes it." The Mo family father and son returned the salute, and when they saw that everyone had said this, they were embarrassed to say anything more, and they just sighed secretly in their hearts, the immortals of the Southern Qing Dynasty are such a transparent and delicate son, they know everything, but they don't say anything.

The moment Nan Qing stepped out of the main hall, he knew that he would go crazy to find the rest of his life.

Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. The Xianmen family in the mortal world of the Southern Qing Dynasty also went around for fifteen years.

It took him fifteen years to travel all over the mortal world and Kyushu, asking around if there was a baby boy who was about fifteen years old and whose birthday was the eighth day of December to join the Xianmen family. In the Southern Qing Dynasty, such a proud son of the sky, looking at Mo Xianmen, such a Xianmen that other Xianmen families could not reach, why did the relationship break down, why did the Nanqing Dynasty withdraw from Xianmen without hesitation, and never set foot in Xingyungang half a step again, the truth of which no one knows, this has always been the biggest mystery in Kyushu. When Nanqing chose to withdraw from Wangmo Xianmen, it was when the affairs of the blue-blood clan were boiling up, when the Hades King ordered a crusade against the blue-blooded clan, how cultivated the lord of Kyushu was, what a prestige, even the most powerful immortals in Kyushu never stood up and said a word of opposition, Kyushu united, and the Xianmen family signed a treaty to crusade against the blue-blood clan together, but at that time, Nanqing, who was just a hairy boy, had no scruples, and stood up fearlessly and said "unwilling", The justice and bottom line that the young man insisted on in his heart let him know that this massacre of the Blue Blood Clan was simply the unreasonable troubles of the Hades King, for the sake of the past disaster star? Just for the sake of the short-lived disaster star that did not cause much substantial damage to Kyushu, he had to slaughter the entire blue-blooded clan, one for the sake of sticking to the bottom line in his heart, for the justice of the world, for the fate of the blue-blooded clan, for the harmony between the nine immortal families and the state lord Hades, for the sake of the future of Mo Xianmen, for the safety of his family and his children, the relationship between father and son was severed, and Nanqing openly betrayed Wangmo Xianmen, and since then he has been alone and hidden in the rivers and lakes.

In this world, except for his father and mother, and Linan, no one knows the secret of why Nanqing withdrew from Wangmo Xianmen.

Everything in Xingyungang is as usual, and there have not been many earth-shaking changes in the past fifteen years, but it is normal to follow the development of the times and slowly develop itself, Nanqing slowly walked on the street, watching the changes around him bit by bit.

There was a sudden commotion behind him, Nan Qing looked back, and saw a group of people who looked like children of the royal army riding horses and hurriedly rushing towards this side, the speed was extremely fast, and the leader did not forget to shout to the panicked people around him: "Prisoner tracking!" Irrelevant people avoid! Collision avoidance! Everyone hurriedly dodged, vacating a relatively smooth road in the middle of the road, Nanqing turned around, and saw a young man in a white shirt in front of him, with a big cloak with a white curtain, I don't know what he was doing, so concentrated, standing in place, motionless, Nan Qing looked at the carriage and horse behind him getting closer and closer to the stupid young man, and shouted at him twice, the young man still did not react, Nanqing "tsk" in his heart, ran towards the young man, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the young man's shoulder, Then one turned around and made a detour to the side of the street, today there was a slight wind in Xingyungang, the crowd of carriages and horses roared past him, and a gust of wind rolled up around the two of them, and he accidentally opened the curtain of the young man's cloak, and such a beautiful face emerged from the cloak, and Nanqing saw it.

The young man was heroic, burly, although he was dressed in white, but his complexion was still very fair, the eyes of the young man were like stars, his face was like a crown of jade, his appearance was extraordinary, and there was a slight ruffian between his eyebrows, and he looked like a lively and lively teenager.

Nan Qing's hand holding his arm froze there, unable to move.

It's like five thunderbolts, like the internal organs are cracked, like the sand sword poked thousands of times on his body.

"Childe, childe, offended." The young man in white hurriedly raised his hand, grabbed the curtain, and covered his face again, Nan Qing hugged his shoulder, too lazy to push too hard, he grinned in pain, and saw that the strange boy had no intention of letting go of his hand, so he began to struggle in the man's arms.

Nan Qing's body stiffened, and he slowly put his hand down.

"Thank you...... Thanks a lot...... Childe ...... "The young man bowed, turned around and wanted to leave."

Nanqing's mind suddenly recalled that day in the Heavenly Palace, just because the hand he stretched out to hold him was a little late, the young man was alone, jumping off the stage alone.

He grabbed the hand of the young man who wanted to escape, the young man was dragged by him, and turned around, Nan Qing forgot the cultivation of an immortal for a while, and very rudely stretched out his hand to remove the young man's cloak, and that face appeared in front of him completely, the face was exactly the same as Lin Yan.

The light in the young man's eyes reminded him of Lin Yan who used to be in the clouds of Qingcheng, at that time he had not yet become a demon, he would not have a pair of red eyes, living in the clouds of Qingcheng, dealing with those flowers, birds, trees, birds and beasts every day, simple and clean, carefree, his eyes were full of innocent yearning for the outside world, his eyes were clear, and his expression was bright. Nan Qing didn't know how much strength he had in his hand, and he didn't know how long he had been dragging the young man.

"Senior brother! Brother! Help me! The young man in white actually cried in his shout.

There was another young man in white who heard the sound and picked up the crowd, rushed up, grabbed Nanqing's hand, dragged it twice, and was embarrassed to find that he couldn't pull it, so he pulled out the fairy sword and put it against the person's neck.

"Young Master! Master! "The young man's name is Qingyun, he is a disciple of the immortal cultivator of Wangmo Xianmen, when he was a child in Xingyungang, Nanqing has not openly betrayed Wangmo Xianmen, he often relies on his young age, sticks to Nanqing's side, and has a deep affection for Nanqing.

Nan Qing ignored him, but he was already called back to his senses by his shout: "What's your name?" ”

"Senior brother! Brother! The boy cried.

"Young Master!" Qingyun almost burst his voice. Nan Qing was willing to put down his hand, but he still refused to give up: "Tell me, what is your name?" ”

The young man looked at the eyes of the immortal, and was forced by him to retreat behind Qingyun, only revealing a pair of frightened eyes, did he poke out, and looked at him with fear and curiosity, Qingyun patted the young man's shoulder, and whispered to him: "Don't be afraid, this is the son of the immortal master, Nanqing Immortal, you can call him Gongzi." The young man still had a look of fear in his eyes, and stood behind him with a cower, just nodding his head and not speaking.

"Young Master, this is a newly recruited immortal cultivator last year, called Jingjie."

"Age."

"Fifteen."

Nanqing's heart trembled for a moment, and he continued to ask, "Birthday." ”

"The eighth day of December." After Qingyun finished speaking, he was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he glanced back at the young man, who nodded slightly.

Nanqing's heart sank completely.

It turned out that he came and went, searched for and searched, and the person he had been looking for all his life was born in his own immortal gate.