Those who look pitiful, there will always be people who are even more pitiful behind them who are silently bearing more things for them. Nanqing has been separated from Wangmo Xianmen since he was a child, wandered the rivers and lakes alone, established a new Xianmen alone, lived in seclusion in the clouds of Qingcheng, and relied on his own efforts to turn this desolate place into a paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers. Obviously he is a son of a family who does not touch the spring with his fingers, but for the sake of that child, he learned all the things that he usually did not do, and brought up the apprentice with his own hands, and finally jumped off the stage and left the stage, and spent fifteen years and traveled all over Kyushu to find it, but when he found Lin Yan's reincarnation, he was told that this child and Wangmo Xianmen were about to usher in a catastrophe.

The immortals who call for wind and rain in the fairy world Kyushu have been bound by the friendship of master and apprentice all their lives, and they live a chic life as if they have never belonged to a person who cares about them.

But even if the Southern Qing Immortal was already so miserable, there were still people behind him who had borne some of the hardships for him. The poisonous Gu that could not be eradicated from his body had been transferred to his body by the Nan Mian Immortal Lord, Xuan Ran and Xuan You had turned their backs on the rules of non-interaction between the families of the Kyushu Immortal Sect, and when the Wangmo Immortal Gate was wantonly robbed and killed by the army of the Hades, they could only dress up as a black-clothed Deadpool to help them dispose of the last black-clothed Deadpools, and what everyone did was for the sake of friendship between people, and became a last resort.

Qingyun looked at Nanqing, who was leaning on the railing, crying silently, and remembered that many years ago, at that time, Nanqing had not yet withdrawn from Wangmo Xianmen, he was still the noble young master in this Xianmen, extremely talented, cultivated for diligence, and worked against Nan Mian Immortal Lord everywhere, at that time, he was the proud son of heaven, how noble, but Nanqing at this time was humble and pitiful. Qingyun remembered that when he was young, he often had a conflict with the children of the fairy sect because of some small things, such as what he did wrong, the immortal lord and the generals wanted to punish him, such as wanting to go out to go shopping in the market, but was stopped by the janitor, he tried to run to the Nanqing immortals, looking for him to be angry for himself, Qingyun said goodbye to his parents since he was a child, and came to Wangmo Xianmen to study, he regarded the Nanqing immortals as his relatives, told him all his thoughts and grievances, learned from him, respected him, loved him, he never thought about itOne day, the immortals of the Southern Qing Dynasty will also become like today, leaning helplessly on the pole, crying like a child.

Qingyun doesn't know when he stopped liking Nanqing so much.

Probably from the time when the Nanqing Immortals returned to Xingyun Harbor, Qingyun slowly felt that his feelings for the Nanqing Immortals had changed, no matter how much nostalgia and longing he had, the moment he saw him again, Qingyun already felt that the relationship between them would never be the same as before. In the past, the Nanqing immortals who loved themselves the most, in the more than thirty years since they left Wangmo Xianmen, they already had their favorite apprentices, when he was a child, he was at the door of the immortal mansions in Xingyungang, waiting every day, thinking every day, when the Nanqing immortals would come back, but more than thirty years later, Nanqing returned to Wangmo Xianmen, just for his apprentices, as if he had never known Qingyun, as if they had not had those pasts, as if Nanqing had lived a lifetime, and Lin Yan had only appeared in his life. Then Lin Yan's reincarnation, in the Mo Xianmen, all the people pampered him, even the Nan Mian Immortal Lord would personally teach him swordsmanship, Qingyun also loved him as if he loved his younger brother, Lin Yan had Nanqing, Jingjie had Nan Mian Immortal Lord and Nanqing Immortal, but Qingyun no one had it, and there had never been.

Qingyun is sometimes really jealous of Jingjie, but he also found that he is a lovely, pitiful, and worthy of being loved, but he himself really has nothing worthy of being loved by others. Qingyun's hatred of Nanqing contains those jealousy of Jingjie, hatred of Nanqing, and pity for himself. But he still likes Jingjie very much, and every concern he cares about Jingjie is out of his expectations for Nanqing, although he has not received the slightest from Nanqing, but he still tirelessly hands that care to Jingjie.

Qingyun looked at Nanqing, with a sense of pleasure after succeeding, and a trace of indescribable, unclear distress.

"Nanqing immortals, don't cry, it's only serious to find a new immortal master for Wangmo Immortal Sect."

"Immortal Master, something happened." General Chenguang hurriedly ran over, panting, but there was a panic in his tone that he tried his best to hide, and keeping his tone in a calm and calm tone was always characteristic of General Chenguang's speech.

When Nan Qing heard the footsteps behind him, he had already begun to adjust his crying, and by the time General Chen Guang ran over, Nan Qing's crying had completely stopped, and he had already wiped away his tears, stood up straight, and showed the style of an immortal master of an immortal family. Seeing General Chen Guang running over in a hurry, he turned his head and glanced at General Chen Guang.

"Someone's coming." General Chen Guang didn't have a clue to say a word, and he didn't explain who it was, the two of them looked at each other, and the fear had begun to spread slowly, Nanqing knew best, since General Chen Guang was not explaining who was coming, it meant that there was no need to introduce it at all.

"Where?"

"The Great Hall."

When Nanqing arrived in a panic, he saw the back of a young girl, and Jingjie was standing there.

"Jingjie, come here."

"Master." Jingjie turned around, heard the master calling to him, and ran over.

"Immortal of the child period, how can you choose this time to come." The girl didn't have to look back, just by her aura, she could know that it was the child stage immortal standing there, with her back to her. Such a powerful aura, Kyushu, heaven and earth, no one will ever have it again. When did you pick it, the immortal lord of Nan Mian has just died, Wangmo Xianmen is a mess, there is no immortal immortal lord to succeed to the throne, everyone is still immersed in the sadness of the death of the immortal master, Wangmo Xianmen is now left with less than a hundred immortal disciples, Xingyungang is in a mess, the people under the subordinates are resentful, and the doubts about Wangmo Xianmen come from all directions. Now is the time when Wangmo Xianmen is the most vulnerable, just wearing a famous hat, like a paper tiger, destroying it, in fact, a rumor is fine.

"Condolences, how are the Southern Qing Immortals doing?" The child stage immortal slowly turned around, and his figure and appearance had not changed from more than ten years ago. It's still the same doll-like delicate face, or a doll-like sweet voice.

"What did the child stage immortal just tell you?" Nanqing didn't pay much attention to the child stage immortals, but turned to Jingjie and asked.

Jing Jie just wanted to reply, but was preemptively said by the immortal in the sub-period: "The immortal is too careful, and he didn't say anything else, just chatting casually, talking about how he is doing in this Nebula Harbor." ”

"Nebula Harbor is not doing well now, as you can see, and the child stage immortals can go back."

"Nanqing immortals don't have to say this, I'm just a former friend of the immortals, I'm just coming to see you, this little boy, I think it's very familiar, it's Lin Yan's reincarnation, right?" When the child immortal said this, he had a smile on his face, and inside the smile, there was a sense of provocation. Nanqing was stunned, staring at the two eyes, looking directly at the sub-period immortal, Jingjie originally lowered his head, and when he heard the words of the sub-period immortal, he raised his head in panic, glanced at the sub-period immortal, and then glanced at the sub-period immortal, and then looked at the sub-period immortal, Jingjie didn't feel anything in his heart now, because he was still completely immersed in shock.

"Child Immortals." Nan Qing whispered his name and gave him a look, hoping that she could read all his anger from that look.

"Nanqing immortals, it's better not to be too selfish. Lin Yan is gone, do you still want to find your sense of belonging in this little child? Leave him alone, and let yourself go, and stop treating a living person as a substitute. The child fairy smiled, a childlike pure smile, but it could be read with a sense of horror and horror.

"Master, what is she talking about......" Jing Jie looked at Nan Qing, who was trembling with anger, and quietly tugged Nan Qing's sleeve like Lin Yan before.

"Jingjie, do you think your master really cares about you? No, the Nanqing Immortals care about you, but it's just because you were his apprentice in your previous life......"

Zhong Nan of the Southern Qing Dynasty has been unsheathed, this sword has been stained with too much people's blood today, and when the sword is released, there is a bloody breath in all directions. Seeing Zhong Nan's edge, the child immortal hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, he seemed to be willing to see that it was the Nanqing immortal who took the initiative to pull out his sword.

"Nanqing, you have to think about it, the sword is what you have to pull out."

"Or else?" Anyway, he's had enough of the Primal Immortals.

The meaning of that sentence was to tell Nanqing that all the consequences would now be borne by Nanqing alone. Because starting a war with the child stage immortal means a "death", although no matter who strikes the sword first, the child stage immortal does not have to take responsibility, but at least if he pulls out the sword first, the child stage immortal can make the sword more arbitrary and smoother.

Jing Jie still stayed there, and there was no reaction, just the words of the immortal in the child period were enough for him to digest seriously for a long time, and for a child whose mind was still mature, this blow was too great.

In the immortal realm of Kyushu, no one can be the opponent of the child stage immortals, she is the peak of cultivation spiritual power. No matter how powerful Nanqing is, if it falls into her hands, it is also a dead word.

"Nanqing Immortal, if you continue like this, you will die."