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"You don't know the poem? This poem was not written by me, but by the person in the grave in front of me before he died, and was used to tell the story of his life."

Xia Qingtian said with a slight smile, walked in front of Jiang Pingchuan, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Jiang Pingchuan in front of him, as if he was looking at a person he had been waiting for for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Pingchuan was obviously a little unnatural to be watched by Xia Qingtian, took a step back and kept a certain distance from Xia Qingtian, Xia Qingtian noticed Jiang Pingchuan's movements, moved his eyelashes a little shyly, walked around Jiang Pingchuan, walked in front of the inscription, and looked at the grave.

"When I first came to the Immortal Continent, I didn't know much about the things here, and I hope the girl will answer" Jiang Pingchuan turned to look at Xia Qingtian who was squatting in front of the grave and asked.

"The appearance of the person in the tomb is like a meteor flickering on the Cutting Immortal Continent, but the prosperity is fleeting, and then it falls in a hurry, ending its own path in the Cutting Immortal Continent"

Xia Qingtian's tone was full of admiration for the person in the grave in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan heard Xia Qingtian's words, and was naturally even more curious about the person in the grave in front of him, when he came to the Immortal Killing Continent, he only knew the peak powerhouse.

No one has ever said that there has been such a person who appeared on the Immortal Continent, Xia Qingtian turned his head and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with slightly red eyes full of loss, Jiang Pingchuan frowned and looked at Xia Qingtian with an abnormal expression.

"What's his name?"

Jiang Pingchuan also squatted down and looked at the dusty inscription in front of him and said, Xia Qingtian looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a wry smile and shook his head.

"There is no name, he came too fast, disappeared too fast, the only thing left is this tomb, it is said that only those who are destined to be able to brush off the dust on it and see the inscription he left behind"

Xia Qingtian said and reached out to touch the dust on the inscription, but the pair of jade hands were bounced back as soon as they touched the dust, Jiang Pingchuan looked at Xia Qingtian suspiciously, and quietly wiped his hands on the robe.

Just before Xia Qingtian didn't come, he stretched out his hand to infest the dust on the inscription, and his fingers were still stained with a little dust, there was no black dust, Xia Qingtian looked at Jiang Pingchuan, his eyes slowly saw Jiang Pingchuan's very unnatural hand, Jiang Pingchuan smiled and stood up.

"You can wipe off the dust"

Xia Qingtian looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said with a very determined look, and after speaking, he wanted to stretch out his hand to pull Jiang Pingchuan's hand, Jiang Pingchuan took a step back and looked at Xia Qingtian in front of him vigilantly, but Xia Qingtian smiled slightly.

"Why not give it a try"

Xia Qingtian looked at Jiang Pingchuan and didn't speak, but looked at himself so vigilantly, Xia Qingtian felt a feeling of rejection in Jiang Pingchuan's body, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

"Getting too much cause and effect in mind will only drag you down"

After Jiang Pingchuan finished speaking, he turned around and left, Xia Qingtian watched Jiang Pingchuan leave and waved his hand gently, and a piano made of true qi appeared in front of Xia Qingtian, Xia Qingtian sat in front of the grave and gently hooked those illusory strings with both hands and began to play the tune.

Jiang Pingchuan's steps became slower and slower, and suddenly Jiang Pingchuan stood still and listened carefully to the music that emerged from Xia Qingtian's hands, and the melodious sound entered Jiang Pingchuan's heart.

Jiang Pingchuan turned to look at Xia Qingtian in front of the tomb, and gradually the Xia Qingtian in his eyes slowly disappeared, and the environment around Jiang Pingchuan also began to change, and the surrounding lush woods disappeared.

Jiang Pingchuan appeared on a mountain peak and looked at the ethereal sea of clouds in front of him, Jiang Pingchuan felt that someone came behind him, and when Jiang Pingchuan turned to look, he saw a young man in a white robe, the young man smiled slightly, and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a very flat face.

The young man's thick eyebrows and big eyes looked very mature, the young man stretched out his hand and pointed to Jiang Pingchuan's feet and motioned for Jiang Pingchuan to sit on the ground, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously, but he still sat on the ground according to the young man's will, and the young man sat in front of Jiang Pingchuan with complicated eyes and looked at Jiang Pingchuan in front of him.

"Long time no see"

The young man spoke slowly, his voice very gentle, just like the tone of an elder when he was chatting with his favorite junior.

"Hirakawa and Your Excellency have never met"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the young man and there were a lot of pictures flashing in his mind, but those pictures were very blurry, so blurry that Jiang Pingchuan couldn't see these inexplicable memory fragments in his mind at all.

The young man in front of him did give Jiang Pingchuan a very familiar feeling, but the feeling that lingered in Jiang Pingchuan's heart was that kind of very familiar but very unfamiliar feeling.

"Do you remember her?"

The young man sitting cross-legged opposite waved his hand and a palm portrait appeared in his hand, and the woman on the portrait Jiang Pingchuan naturally knew that this was the woman that Chu Yunge and Ling Yunxiao were looking for.

When he realized the Tao in his Scripture Pavilion, Chu Yunge was still asking himself to help him find the woman, and when the young man saw Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, he was naturally very satisfied with Jiang Pingchuan's current performance.

"I remember, I just haven't encountered it all this time"

Jiang Pingchuan said with a wry smile, he has been looking for his parents and the woman in the portrait in front of him since he left Maoshan Road, and now he has not found anyone.

"Here she is, with a small cinnabar mole on her left hand"

The young man put away the portrait in his hand, looked at Jiang Pingchuan, and said very seriously.

"Take good care of her"

After the young man finished speaking, he gradually became illusory and disappeared in front of Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan's eyes suddenly a bright light passed through the chaos in his mind, when Jiang Pingchuan shook his head to make himself sober, he saw that a light of the early sun had shone on his body.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Xia Qingtian, who was already standing in front of him, very close to his face, Jiang Pingchuan took a step back slightly, and suddenly stumbled and almost fell.

At this time, Jiang Pingchuan noticed that he was actually standing in front of the tomb, and his hands were covered with black dust, and when he looked down at the inscription under his feet, the original inscription had been manifested on the tombstone, meet her, take good care of her, this is what you should, however, please still ask you.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at this inscription, which was obviously the same as the meaning expressed by the young man on the mountain peak just now, Jiang Pingchuan looked at Xia Qingtian in front of him with a strange look.

He obviously didn't get close to this tomb, but after stopping Xia Qingtian's song, he appeared here and wiped off the dust on the inscription inexplicably, Xia Qingtian's face was very satisfied, and he looked at Jiang Pingchuan who was in a daze in front of him with a slightly happy face, and smiled slightly.

"The destined person is you, the name of this spear is Jade Spirit, and I hope to take care of it in the immortal mound"

Xia Qingtian turned around and left as he spoke, Jiang Pingchuan watched Xia Qingtian leave and looked down at the broken spear head under his feet, squatted down and pulled out the broken spear head on the ground and played with it in his hand.

This spear head does not have the slightest breath, it is a mortal thing, but Jiang Pingchuan still took it in his hand and walked towards the Xianzuka Inn, the sky was already dawning, and it was time to enter the Xianzuka in a few hours.

At this time, the Xianzun Inn also began to become more lively, and those old guys who were still sleeping also began to open their eyes to see if the best of this class could bring out any valuable treasures from the Xianzuka. (To be continued.) )