It's really hard to say what kind of person Qingyun is, and three or two adjectives can't describe him very clearly. In short, he is the kind of person who likes to care for others and is empathetic, but he can't get the love of others no matter what. But as it happens, he's used to it. Lin Yan has experienced too much in his life, pain and hatred, which is far from being able to bear at such an age, since he was born in Qingcheng Cloud, everything in his life is smooth, and he should care more for this young man.

Wangmo Xianmen is on the right track step by step, since Nanqing has become this immortal master, the requirement for himself is to let Wangmo Xianmen return to the glorious past, to be stronger than before, and not to lose a single cent to Wangmo Xianmen when Nanmian Immortal Lord was alive. The Immortal Lord of Nanqing often deals with the affairs of Nebula Harbor until midnight, every time he feels that his affairs are too tired, remembering the day he was crowned the Immortal Lord, he wears the crown, and when he feels the slightest regret in his heart, he will look up at the sky, there are many stars around the moon, there will always be one that is his father, he remembered the moment when the Immortal Lord Nan Mian died under the sword of the black-clothed Deadpool, although the remorse and irritability in his heart have not disappeared, but have been covered up by greater guilt. The Immortal Lord of Nanqing has always felt that he is a person with no sense of responsibility, and he can't take on the role of the Immortal Lord, this reluctant Immortal Lord has been doing it for five or six years, and he has always felt that what has supported him to this point is not a sense of responsibility at all, but he just feels guilty. It wasn't until the truth was told by Qingyun that he knew that he was so naïve.

The pain is slowly smoothed out by something, and that's good, at least it won't be so bad anymore.

Today it was Jing Chang's turn to go out with General Chen Guang, Jing Chang shook the access card of himself and General Chen Guang in front of the little student guarding the door, and then walked out of the door very proudly, General Chen Guang hugged his chest, followed behind Jing Chang, looked at Jing Chang's unreasonable appearance, felt very puzzled, but it was very funny, she pursed her lips, then smiled slightly, frowned and said to Jing Chang: "What are you doing like this?" ”

"The general on duty today is Jingjie." Jing Chang turned back to General Chenguang and said, and then walked backwards as he spoke.

"So what?" General Chenguang stretched out his hand at Jing Chang.

"The last time I went out on the Jingjie, the grandfather who sold chestnut cakes told him that he was going to have a new pastry next month, saying what kind of glutinous cake it was, or the taste of Longjing tea, this month, I went out earlier than him, of course, I tried it earlier than him!" When Jing Chang said this, he was inexplicable, with a proud look on his face, General Chen Guang looked at her with some puzzlement, although he didn't know what the meaning of the boring tricks between these children was, but listening to Jing Chang's joyful tone, he always felt that today's weather was warmer than yesterday. The winter in Xingyungang is biting cold, even the immortals who have cultivated can't stand it, Lin Yan's body, after reincarnation, is really weak to the point of outrageous, this kind of weather, every time it is his turn to be on duty outside, he always has to put on four or five robes, the Nanqing Immortal Lord asked him if he needed to change it, Lin Yanyi solemnly refused, and after being on duty there for a month, he was sick for a month, and in a month, he was generally feverish, and the Nanqing Immortal Lord stayed next to Lin Yan every day, but there were still a lot of paperwork to deal with, simply placed a desk next to Lin Yan's bed, which was full of documents that he had to deal with and review. Jingchang has not been afraid of the cold since he was a child, probably because he is fat, wrapped in a thick layer of fat, when he goes out in winter, sometimes he can actually do not need to wear a robe, in such a cold day, he will sweat when he runs twice casually. General Chenguang is a person who practices martial arts, and his body is tough, so he is naturally not afraid of the cold. Every snowy day in Xingyungang, when the air conditioner can freeze the enthusiasm of those immortal cultivators to go to the market, Jingchang and General Chenguang will still run out happily - the old uncle's chestnut cake and sugar gourd are too tempting.

Jing Chang chatted with General Chen Guang without a match, but General Chen Guang didn't seem to be willing to pay attention to her, for this kind of thing, in fact, she had long been accustomed to it, if General Chen Guang was willing to pay attention to her, Jing Chang would not be so tired when she approached her.

"Huh?" Jingchang walked as he lowered his head and kicked the stones under his feet.

"What's wrong?" General Chenguang turned his head to look at her.

"Leaves! Pretty! Jing Chang squatted down, the speed was very fast, the flesh on his face shook, and the skirt on his body flew.

“…… General Chenguang lifted his forehead.

"Really! Pretty! Jing Chang picked up the leaf and shook it in front of General Chenguang.

“……”

"Hmm...... These leaves can be used for stationery! Jingchang touched the material of a leaf, as if she was touching a piece of paper.

“……”

Jing Chang ignored General Chenguang's helpless expression, handed his saber to Chenguang, took off the bag hanging on his waist, and then began to carefully pick up the leaves on the ground, each one was picked very carefully, the girl was jumping up and down there to pick up the leaves, General Chenguang was holding Jingchang's sword, just now the girl had been holding it in her hand, the scabbard still had the temperature of her palm, General Chenguang's hands would always be cold in winter, when the sword scabbard came to the girl's body temperature, General Chenguang was stunned for a moment, Then he held it tightly in his palm, smiling slightly, and the girl in front of him happily picked up the leaves, and the look of surprise on her face was like picking some treasure.

No matter how cold the winter in Xingyungang is, there will be someone who will give you warmth.

It's almost the New Year, and there are a lot of people in the market who buy New Year's goods, and the decoration of any store is booming, and everything sold in the store is booming, and many places have hung red lanterns, and the people of Xingyungang like to start preparing a month before the New Year, and everyone is smiling on their faces, in order to pray for good luck to themselves. The apple vendors do business, they all like to give one more apple to others after paying in the world, the folk customs of Xingyungang are simple, and they always believe that the more you come and go, the more you pay, there will always be more harvest. All the people on the street, seeing Jing Chang and General Chen Guang wearing white immortal cultivation clothes, knew that they were the children of Wangmo Xianmen, so they sent fruits and eggs one after another, and some children were even willing to send their own candy, everyone greeted them, and everyone's faces were happy and satisfied.

"Take it, this year, you have worked hard to guard the satellite Yungang."

"Don't be embarrassed, it's not a big gift, a few eggs, just a little heart."

"Sister, you have to eat this candy seriously, I only share it with the people I like!"

"Eh, girl, when is the next time you accept apprentices, my son will be fifteen years old this year, and he can enter!"

"Girl, my son is also a disciple of Wangmo Xianmen, his name is Shunhe, do you recognize it!"

"Childe, my girl is sixteen years old this year, she has read books, she is very beautiful, I wonder if Childe has any intentions?"

The mother-in-law ended the conversation with this son-in-law. Jing Chang didn't hold back, a "poof" laugh erupted, General Chen Guang glared at her, and motioned for her to deal with this matter quickly. Jing Chang nodded understandingly, then took the mother-in-law's hand and said sincerely: "Hey, this mother-in-law, I really disappointed you, I have married this son." He is my husband, but don't be sad and hope that there are many good sons in Mo Xianmen! Your girl is so good, I'm not afraid I won't find it! ”

Those mothers-in-law who wanted to marry their daughters and sons left the scene one after another in frustration when they heard Jingchang's words. But there are also some people who came to join in the fun, and when they heard Jingchang say this, they sent their blessings one after another.

"Yo! Congratulations! ”

"Sure enough, she is a talented woman! Talented and beautiful! ”

"Come on, come on, this is the marriage rope I asked for for my own daughter from the Yuelao Temple a few days ago, I give it to you, I wish you every year today, every year today, a hundred years together!" As he spoke, the old uncle tied Jingchang and General Chenguang together, and tied their hands together and tied them tightly. Jing Chang laughed wildly on the side, but General Chenguang was in a state of no reaction at all, and let the old man tie a red rope to himself.

"Jingchang!" The crowd dispersed, and Chen Guang was furious.

"What's wrong?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Didn't you let me deal with it? I say so, it's better to deal with it! ”

"You!"

"Me?"

"Untie it!"

"Oh." Jingchang lowered his head to untie the rope, but after untying it seriously for a while, he realized that the real old man had tied a dead buckle to the two of them.

"Dead buttons, can't be untied." Jing Chang stretched out his hand at General Chenguang.

General Chenguang licked his back molars, and then quickly pulled out his sword, swinging his sword to cut it, Jing Chang saw this and screamed.

"What are you doing!" General Chenguang glanced at her with disgust.

"The marriage line given by Yue Lao can't be broken, otherwise you won't be able to find a marriage for the rest of your life!"

"You are an immortal, do you still believe this?"

"Of course!"

"I don't care, I don't believe it."

"What about me!" Jing Chang looked at General Chenguang angrily.

General Chenguang was blinded by her questioning, and obediently put his sword back.

The two of them were tied up like this, wandering around the road strangely, the New Year was approaching, the atmosphere on the street was very lively, the market was closed several hours later than before, Jingchang and General Chenguang were more and more happy to shop, and finally forgot the curfew time.

"Huh? What time is it? General Chenguang took a bite of the sugar gourd and asked vaguely.

"Huh?" Jingchang also took a bite of the sugar gourd, but didn't hear clearly.

"Oops!" General Chenguang shouted, pulled up Jingchang and ran back.

The two of them shuttled through the dense crowd, and Jingchang met a person head-on.

"Ahhhh Jingchang turned around and apologized.

The man looked back with green eyes and gave her a vicious look.