Yu Qiuming looked at Chu Tianjiao for a while, suddenly took a step, and said to him, "You come with me!"

Just when Chu Tianjiao was thinking about whether to go with Yu Qiuming, he saw him wave his sleeves.

Chu Tianjiao and Yu Qiuming disappeared.

Only the three people who looked at each other were left.

Chu Qiuhan looked at Xu Ruoxue in surprise and asked, "Ruoxue, what is Chu Tianjiao's origin? He can make such a character lose his temper for him? and marvel at who he has? Isn't this guy a very powerful master?"

Qing Yanran's cold eyes also looked at Xu Ruoxue. Puzzled in her heart, the origin of the senses that Chu Tianjiao gave her was indeed extremely mysterious.

"I don't know, but I heard Liu Ruyan say that he came from a snowy mountain, and I didn't pay much attention to it at the time and forgot it. However, I only know that Liu Ruyan was very interested in the snow-capped mountain where Chu Tianjiao was born, and kept pestering Chu Tianjiao to take her up, but Chu Tianjiao kept refusing. ”

"What is Liu Ruyan's identity, and where she is going, she still needs to pester Chu Tianjiao to take her there? Isn't it that as long as she reports her identity, others will respectfully invite her to go?" Chu Qiuhan said incredulously.

"I don't know what the specific situation is, but what kind of snow mountain, Liu Ruyan is obviously not qualified to step into. Moreover, Chu Tianjiao didn't take her there, and she scolded Chu Tianjiao many times. Xu Ruoxue thought of the conversation between Chu Tianjiao and Liu Ruyan, and suddenly felt very confused.

Qing Yanran and Chu Qiuhan's cousins glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes. I was also more curious in my heart, what kind of place could make Liu Ruyan a saint and not qualified to go up.

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Chu Tianjiao only felt that on the side of the scenery in front of him, he was standing in front of a huge cliff, outside the cliff, the waterfall was direct, and on the cliff, there was a huge statue, on the statue was a middle-aged man, handsome and extraordinary, revealing an indescribable detached temperament.

But after looking at it for a while, I felt sad again, and it was obvious that this was the artistic conception bred in the statue.

"You're from the Youling Snow Mountain, right?" Yu Qiuming looked at Chu Tianjiao for a while, then took the lead in breaking the silence and asked.

"The seniors are as wise as torches. Chu Tianjiao nodded.

"Is the current peak master of Youling Snow Mountain still that neurotic?" Yu Qiuming suddenly asked.

Chu Tianjiao didn't know if it was his delusion, or if he was dazzled, Yu Qiuming obviously couldn't help but shudder when he was talking about old neuropathy.

"It's the family teacher!" Chu Tianjiao replied.

When Yu Qiuming heard this, he couldn't help but look at Chu Tianjiao.

Seeing Chu Tianjiao's heart cold.

"That neurotic has occupied the Youling Snow Mountain for many years, and has never left, and it has been rumored that only a neurotic maniac can set foot on that snowy mountain, and that snowy mountain is full of neurotics. Yu Qiuming said, "I just don't know if Xiaoyou is also a god ......."

When Chu Tianjiao heard what he said, he wanted to kick this old guy away.

Where did this old guy come from?

You're the psychopath, your whole family is neurotic.

Where is this son like a neuropath, the neuropathy is only the old neuropathy, the clerk, Li Erle and a few of them.

Of course, Chu Tianjiao just sulked in his heart for a moment.

Chu Tianjiao felt that when he returned to the Youling Snow Mountain again, it was necessary to convey this sentence to the old neurotic. I think you have to be insane, and don't bring your reputation to ruin.

He felt that in the future, it was necessary for him to distance himself from them.

Otherwise, people in the world will definitely say that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Seeing that Chu Tianjiao didn't take his own words, Yu Qiuming continued, "Youling Snow Mountain has gone through several generations, but only your generation has done the most inaction. That old neurotic occupies the Youling Snow Mountain, and he hangs it there, and others can't move, or think, and he doesn't care about it, it's a waste. ”

"I think it's good. "Chu Tianjiao doesn't know what secrets are hidden in the Youling Snow Mountain, but it's good for the old neurotic to do this, he is free and unrestrained.

Yu Qiuming smiled and said no more.

looked at the statue, stretched out his hand to the statue, and suddenly asked Chu Tianjiao, "Do you know who the person on this statue is?"

"You don't want to tell me that this is the saint who fell in the Youling Snow Mountain, right?" Chu Tianjiao had vaguely guessed some possibility since he came here and felt the desolate aura.

"Yes, it's him. The Red Dust Realm was also renamed because of him, and he left a peerless secret in the Red Dust Realm. Yu Qiuming said, "This is also the secret place of your secluded snow-capped mountains. ”

"I don't know what kind of secret my predecessor is referring to?"

"You were contaminated with his breath, did you move the long sword on the altar of Youling Snow Mountain!" Yu Qiuming looked at Chu Tianjiao, "I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who dare to touch that long sword, sure enough, the people in Youling Snow Mountain are all neurotics, crazy, and the old man probably knows where you have a nerve." ”

Chu Tianjiao took a deep breath and tried not to let his emotions run wild.

At this moment, he wanted to yell.

Lao Tzu is normal, where is Lao Tzu nervous!

Enduring the violent emotions, Chu Tianjiao said very implicitly, "Senior, in fact, there are still people in this world who are not stained by the mud, and they have his high quality, such as the person standing next to you. ”

"Hmm, is there any, is there someone next to me?" Yu Qiuming frowned suspiciously, and then, looking at the statue, he motioned to Chu Tianjiao, "You touch this statue with your hand, feel it!"

Chu Tianjiao was suspicious.

Still, he reached out and touched the statue.

As soon as the tips of his fingers touched the statue, a sad and mournful aura permeated his entire body, and the tears in his eyes were like rain.

Chu Tianjiao screamed, and the whole person became sad.

The hand unconsciously clenched his fist and slammed it into the statue.

The strength exploded to the extreme.

As if falling into a demonic daze, he vowed to vent his inner sorrow.

It's just that Chu Tianjiao smashed it out with a fist, and the statue was not damaged in the slightest.

It was Chu Tianjiao's fist, smashed into a blur of flesh and blood.

The pain in his fist, Chu Tianjiao seemed to turn a deaf ear.

A fist slammed into the statue.

In his sad state, Yu Qiuming saw this, and did not stop it, but just looked at it all indifferently.

Chu Tianjiao's whole person was full of grief, and his fist smashed the statue fiercely, as if he was crazy.

The bloody fist flowed red blood, flowing into the stream of the waterfall, revealing a faint blood red.

The whole space seems to exude a supreme sadness.

Every time Chu Tianjiao threw a punch, it was as if he was going to consume all his true yuan.

This state of madness lasted until Chu Tianjiao fell to the ground with all his strength, and then gradually regained his senses.

When he woke up, Chu Tianjiao looked at his flesh and blood blurred fist and couldn't help but gasp.

Enduring the pain, his gaze turned to Yu Qiuming, and Chu Tianjiao's eyes also became fierce.

He felt the coolness of the heart of his chest already cover his entire chest, expanding a lot.

All along, he did not let this artistic conception of the saint's affection spread.

But I didn't expect that in just a short period of time, the artistic conception of trying not to let it spread so much.

He didn't know how long he could hold on next, not to lose himself in the emotional mood of this saint.