Ling Shang had been in Canglan Town for a long time, and he also knew that he should keep his promise and no longer hide from Liu Shengming.

It's just that he has a feud around him.

In these days, Ling Shang really spent a lot of energy in order to deal with the group of monks from Wujue Temple for the apprentices he had picked up.

Ling Shangxiu's kung fu is very mixed, there is no sect, and in the past two years, he has realized his own martial arts.

In his early years, he was able to get out of Dongying and return to the Central Plains safely, and later in the Central Plains, he also controlled the major forces in the rivers and lakes and temples.

It can be said that the people who can make Ling Shang suffer in martial arts are very rare.

However, there are so few who are the masters of the Wujue Temple.

Ling Shang was injured and recuperated for a few days, and this day he wanted to talk to Tianqiu about it.

But the little monk ran away with his medicine Gu jar in his arms, and he didn't come back for most of the day.

Ling Shang was a little worried that he would not be arrested by the people of the Wujue Temple.

He has recovered a lot physically, and he left the customs without thinking too much.

I held an umbrella and walked through the maple forest, stopping by the nearby road to watch.

I didn't expect to run into that guy.

Ling Shang followed his line of sight and saw the string of wind chimes.

He had only heard his mother tell the story of the wind chimes once.

At that time, he was still too young, and even though he was well-versed in the world, he still couldn't understand some things.

In other words, there are things that can never be understood without experiencing them.

The young Ling Shang only felt that the string of wind chimes was just a little sustenance for the helplessness of the two people who had no fate.

Many years later, he still thinks so.

It wasn't until he personally experienced what a cold heart was, until he finally couldn't help but wonder if there was really a sense of destiny in life......

At that time, Ling Shang only understood his mother's story a little.

Ling Shang looked through the rain curtain at the guy who was slightly embarrassed by the rain.

\bMore perseverance and steadiness than I remembered.

It's only been a long time, but my heart seems to have changed a lot.

I don't know what happened.

Ling Shang wasn't really curious about this person's experience, and he didn't even have the intention of saying hello to him, so he looked at him quietly.

But somehow, his eyes were fixed on him, and he couldn't take a step.

It wasn't until I bumped into that guy with a surprised and complicated gaze that I suddenly remembered that I really didn't want to have anything to do with this person anymore.

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Ye Mushen has always been a person who cares a lot about image.

After living for more than 20 years, it was the first time he was so embarrassed in the rain.

For more than a year, this person has been in my dreams every night.

From the nightmare at the beginning, to the illusory and ethereal imagery later.

Ye Mushen couldn't tell for a long time, whether he hated himself too much, or his memory of him was too deep.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

More critically, he didn't know what to say.

On the way here, I made a lot of drafts and thought of a lot of wording, but they all looked pale and weak at this time.

Ling Shang was actually waiting for him to speak.

Say something, then at least you have a reason to turn back.

But what is it that he is standing behind him so silently?

Ling Shang remembered that he didn't like rainy days.

After being drenched in the rain like this, the mood must not be much better.

If you're in a bad mood, even if you speak, it's definitely not a good thing.

Thinking like this, Ling Shang was relieved again.

Some things don't have to be assured, and some people don't have to wait.

Ye Mushen watched the cold-breathed man take another step, and his heart twitched fiercely.