Murong Xuan came to the Jialan Temple and was brought into the living room next to the Daxiong Treasure Hall by the little monk in the temple without regrets.

"Master Abbot!" Murong Xuan said.

"Lord Murong doesn't have to be polite!" the abbot replied.

"Master Abbot, I heard that you have found my long-lost niece Chunxue, where is she?" asked Murong Chunxue eagerly.

"Donor, please look at this one, do you ever feel a little familiar?" the abbot pointed to Lin Xuedao.

Murong Xuan looked at a woman in white that the abbot was pointing at.

"Ah, you are Chunxue!like!like!" Murong Xuan trembled a little when she spoke excitedly!

Murong Xuan grabbed Lin Xue's hand and said, "Chunxue, my Xue'er, I found you! You, how have you been doing for so many years?"

Lin Xue broke away from Murong Xuan's hand and said, "You recognize the wrong person! I'm Lin Xue, not what you said about Chunxue!" Lin Xue said with some anger.

"No, my aunt didn't admit it, you are my Xue'er, you look very similar to your mother, if you are not her daughter, how can you look so similar!" Murong Xuan said excitedly.

"The world is so big, people with similar looks abound, what's all the fuss about!"

"And the Full Moon Half-Ring Knife in your hand, this is the ancestral heirloom of our Murong family, until it reached your father's hands, and then your parents were plotted, and you disappeared with this baby!" Murong Xuan said, leaving tears in her eyes and sobbing.

"Pity my brother and sister...... It's great that God has eyes and you're still alive! Your parents have spirits in the sky, and they can also look at them!"

"Nonsense! My father's surname is Lin, and my surname is Lin! My father's ...... It was killed by this dog thief!" As she spoke, Lin Xue pointed at Lou Qingyue with her finger, with ten thousand murderous auras in her eyes!

"This ...... Hehe!" Lou Qingyue habitually tapped the bridge of her nose with her right index finger.

"Girl, don't rush to conclusions, as for whether you are Murong Chunxue or Lin Xue, you will know if you are a blood confession, can the girl give it a try?"

"What kind of blood confession?" Lin Xue asked.

"You and Murong Shizhu each take a drop of blood, if the two drops of blood can be fused, you are Murong Chunxue, if the two drops of blood cannot be fused, you are not Murong Chunxue!" said the abbot.

"Why is that?" asked Lin Xue.

"As the saying goes: blood is thicker than water! That is, the blood of people who are related by blood can be fused together!"

"That's good!" Lin Xue said, making a small opening on the index finger of her right hand, and slapped it towards the sky, only to see a blood bead fly into the air and stop.

Seeing this, Murong Xuan also used the same move to fly out a bead of blood into the sky.

When the abbot saw two drops of blood flying in the air, he also slapped his palm to the sky and covered the two drops of blood in a sphere condensed by air.

"This old monk has such a high skill! The air can be condensed into a ball! The immortal method is already super level!" Lou Qingyue looked at the abbot and thought.

Everyone watched the changes of these two drops of blood in the sphere in the air, and saw that the two drops of blood slowly merged together in this sphere!

"Ah, it's melted together, it's melted together!Xue'er, you're my Xue'er!" Murong Xuan said excitedly.

"This, this, this can't be!" Lin Xue cried.

"Xue'er! It's true! I'm your aunt! Xue'er!" Murong Xuan also shed tears of excitement.

"It turns out that you are Murong Chunxue! You should be happy, this is a good thing, your true identity has been confirmed, this should be a fortunate thing. The abbot said.

"How could this be!How could this be!" Lin Xue -- no! It should be called Murong Chunxue! She rushed out of the main hall crying and ran away!

"Ahh

"What's the situation?" Lou Qingyue saw this situation, and even asked the abbot mischievously.

The abbot looked at Lou Qingyue and smiled slightly: "Young man, I can't imagine that you have reached the super-first-class immortal method at such a young age!

"Master Abbot is even more remarkable!" Lou Qingyue said.

Master Abbot smiled but didn't say anything! Lou Qingyue smirked.

"Shaoxia, why did you kill Lin Xuan, the Jiangyang thief? And it was ten years ago, you should have been about ten years old at that time, right?" the abbot asked.

"I was just ten years old that year!" Lou Qingyue said.

"What a genius! I can't imagine that you can kill Lin Xuan, a thief in a famous town, at the age of ten! Perhaps, this is the chance!"

"What chance?" Lou Qingyue asked puzzled.

"When the opportunity comes, you will know!"

"You old monk, you speak mysteriously!"

"Lou Shaoxia, because you killed Murong Chunxue's adoptive father Lin Xuan ten years ago, but accidentally killed her real father-killing enemy, in this way, you are still hers!"

"What can this be! She doesn't regard me as an enemy who killed her father, she wants to kill me to avenge me!" Lou Qingyue said helplessly.

She only had trouble accepting the fact for the time being, but she would accept it. ”

"I hope so!" Lou Qingyue said.

"Master Abbot, thank you for your hospitality, I've eaten all this meal and tea, and I should leave. With that, Lou Qingyue walked out with the Qingyue sword.

......

At this time, Xu Manlu had already recovered from his injuries, and the messenger personally arrived at Mingfeng Pavilion to arrange the next move.

"This operation is very well done, Man'er, the god lord said, this operation is still led by you, and after success, you will be promoted to the chief manager, then you will be the supreme commander except me!" said the big boss.

"Thank you big boss, thank you god!" Xu Manlu said.

"I'm here this time to be very secretive, you have to pay attention to secrecy!" said the big boss.

"Yes! Big boss!"

The Transsion Messenger has secretly discussed with Xu Manlu and Li Gongzi of "Cangzhu" for a long time, and I don't know what major actions there are this time!

At this time, Lou Qingyue walked all the way west, in the direction of Tibet, he had only one purpose, that is, to find his beloved Man'er! But he didn't know that when he walked like this, he was getting farther and farther away from Xu Manlu!

Lou Qingyue went all the way to the west, and he suffered a lot alone, no matter how hard this rich kid worked, he still looked like a lonely man, and he still loved Xu Manlu so much.

There are many kinds of love in the world, but Lou Qingyue's love for Xu Manlu is so unusual!

He loves Xu Manlu deeply, loves incomparably innocently, but also loves incomparably painfully!

However, he never regretted it!

is the so-called: the belt gradually widens and does not regret it, and it makes people haggard for Yi!

Another month has passed in a flash, Lou Qingyue came to Baisha Town, and when she arrived in Baisha Town, she was not far from Tibet!

This Baisha Town was built by the ancestor of the Mu family, the King of Lijiang, Baisha Street and Beiyue Temple.

Lou Qingyue sat on the drunken fairy tower drinking wine, a little drunk, he looked at the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in the distance, remembered the nineteen peaks of Cangnan Mountain, and remembered how happy he was with Xu Manlu at that time!

"Who can carry wine to open the marigold, and call the beautiful woman to dance and embroider the feast. Looking east at Shaocheng, the flowers are full of smoke, and the high-rise buildings with hundreds of flowers are even more pitiful! The young ranger is sad, and he still doesn't see the beautiful woman yet. I have traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains today, but my Man'er is gone!" Lou Qingyue's poems are like a poison that breaks his intestines, making him feel painful! Lou Qingyue raised the wine jar and drank it in a big gulp!

"Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls with amber light. But that the master may be drunk, and he will not know where it is. A gentleman next to him also echoed Lou Qingyue's poem.

Lou Qingyue looked at this gentleman, the white crane coat and robe, the beard was long, the goatee was long, the hair was pulled up, this dress looked like a Taoist priest, but he was by no means an ordinary Taoist priest, because he was immortal and had a sword pinned to his waist, and then listening to this poem, if he didn't have great talent, it would be impossible to export such a beautiful and atmospheric poem!

"Sir, good poetry!" Lou Qingyue said to the man.

"Young man has a lot of wine!" replied the man.

"I just heard Mr.'s poem, is Mr. missing his hometown?" Lou Qingyue asked.

"I've wandered all my life, wandering, and I've never been back since I left at the age of seventeen!

"I can see at a glance that Mr. is not an ordinary person, is Mr. good at drinking? Why don't you drink together?" Lou Qingyue said.

"I think Shaoxia is also a refreshing person, so drink three hundred cups!" After the man finished speaking, he walked to the wine table where Lou Qingyue was and sat down, and the two of them saw each other, so they opened the altar and drank again.

After three rounds of drinking, the white-clothed Taoist asked, "The woman mentioned in the poem of the young man is your favorite?"

Lou Qingyue said: "It's my childhood sweetheart's beloved, but it's a pity, but now I don't know her whereabout......s!"

"Hahaha...... This young man, don't be too persistent, don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning?" the man said.

Lou Qingyue was surprised: "Mr.'s talent is like the ocean, and Mr.'s mind is like the ocean!

The man said, "Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require you to drink three hundred cups! May you drink this wine with me, and you will be able to soever sorrow for eternity!"

"Okay! Good one, with you, you will be sorrowful!, sir, please!" Lou Qingyue was immediately full of passion when she heard this person's words, and the two of them drank in this drunken immortal building all night!

When it was about to dawn, both of them were so drunk that they both fell to the ground and fell asleep on each other's pillows!

And at this moment, in Huaqing Pond, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji and Yang Guifei were having a good time, as if they forgot that they were still the masters of the Tang Dynasty!

Yang Yuhuan suddenly said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I don't know where that Sikong Taibai is now? The poems he wrote for his concubines back then are really missed!"

"Yes, in this world, I don't think anyone can write such poems except him!" Tang Xuanzong said.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the Jade Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon!" Yang Guifei chanted proudly.

"If you want him to come back, I will send a holy decree to summon him back!" Tang Xuanzong said.

"Forget it, Your Majesty, his character can make people angry, so let him go!"

They enjoyed the glory and wealth of the Tang Dynasty so happily, but they didn't know that a nightmare was coming!

......

Lou Qingyue slept with that person for a day and a night, and finally woke up, looking at each other and laughing at the same time!

"Sir, we drank wine all night together, and we don't know Mr.'s name?" Lou Qingyue asked.

"In Xia Situ Bai, the words are too white!"

"It turns out that you are the world-famous poet Sikong Taibai! It's really disrespectful and disrespectful! No wonder the poem you wrote that day is so good!" Lou Qingyue said.

"Hahaha...... Young man, don't leave it here, there will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea!" Sikong Taibai said.

"Thank you Mr. Taibai for your advice!" Lou Qingyue said goodbye with her hands.

Si Bai walked to the door and turned back to Lou Qingyue and said, "Actually, you and I are prodigals!" After speaking, he left.

When Lou Qingyue heard the words "prodigal son of the rivers and lakes", she didn't feel sour in her heart!

He was originally the second young master of the richest family in Jinguan City, a young genius, and he could have lived the life of a young master with no worries about food and clothing, but since Xu Manlu suddenly disappeared, he has been living the life of a prodigal son in the rivers and lakes for the past three years.

He sometimes thinks about giving up, and he often cries bitterly, which only he knows and only he bears!

Is it painful to love someone? If everything goes as you wish, you will naturally be happy and content, but things are often unsatisfactory in the world, and you can talk to others about it! Therefore, love is painful most of the time!

Although Lou Qingyue was very painful and sour, he still continued to set off with his luggage!

Lou Qingyue continued to walk towards the Tibetan area, he walked through Jiannan Road, Jiannan Road is high mountains and deep ravines, stretching and tortuous, it is very difficult to walk, but the scenery is very beautiful all the way, Lou Qingyue crossed the mountains and finally arrived at the foot of the Potala Palace!

If you want to know what happens next, please see the next breakdown!