Chapter 701: The Old Man
The city that never sleeps is the city where there is no night.
The blue sky was crumbling, the evening breeze was softly blowing, the wicker was gently swaying with the wind, and the clear and transparent river was wrinkled with the breeze.
A bluestone slab path is connected to the bank of the river, and on the vast, wide bank of the river, there are dense flat boats, painting boats, song boats, and ten-mile bead curtains, which are extremely prosperous and lively.
There are all kinds of people around, including women from deep boudoir families, idle tourists, frolicking children, and old men selling oil-paper umbrellas.
Wen Qingye followed the bluestone path, along the noisy crowd around, the pink walls and tiles, and the breeze and willows came to the front of the sleepless riverbank.
The clear water rippled and rippled.
In front of him were the countless ships, as well as the riverbank connected to the sky, at this time, under the bathing dusk, Wen Qingye's heart was also much calmer.
"Taiyi Pavilion, two years"
He looked at the smoke in the distance with ethereal eyes, and couldn't help but sigh that time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, it has been more than two years.
The eternal years are just a snap of a finger.
Qing Ruoai floated beside Wen Qingye, also looked at the picturesque scenery in front of her, and said softly: "Actually, do you know?
Wen Qingye turned his head, looked at Qing Ruoai's phantom, and said with a smile: "How simple is it?"
Qing Ruoai wrinkled her little nose and said, "Yan whispered, the founding patriarch of Taiyi Pavilion, she had already ascended many years ago, that is to say, ......"
Wen Qingye interrupted Qing Ruoai's words and asked directly: "In other words, the real Dao system of Taiyi Pavilion is not here, but the immortal realm, right?"
Qing Ruoai nodded and said, "Yes, once you destroy the Dao system of this world, the people of Taiyi Pavilion will not let you go, so I think what Xiao Zuilan said is right, if you can reconcile, it is best to reconcile."
"The Dao system of the Immortal Realm, the little Taiyi Xuanmen Dao is just that" Wen Qingye sneered, although he didn't know how many years had passed, but he believed that he still had a certain amount of influence in the Eastern Immortal Court, he didn't believe that the Dao system of a sect could do anything to him?
But later Wen Qingye realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
It was at this time.
In the distance, a delicate figure holding an oil-paper umbrella walked slowly, vague, clear, and shattered dreams as if walking in the haze.
"I've been waiting for a long time."
Wen Qingye's ears suddenly sounded a light and soft voice, and he couldn't help but look back.
I saw a woman appear in front of him, the woman was dressed in white, with a pink oil-paper umbrella in her palm, and was looking at him with a light smile, this woman he still recognized.
"Zhao Xia!?"
Wen Qingye looked at the woman in front of her and couldn't help but be stunned.
The person in front of him was none other than Zhao Xia of Tianqian Academy, who killed the bandits of Heiyun Mountain in Upper Heiyun Mountain with Wen Qingye in Tianwu Kingdom.
Zhao Xia smiled gracefully, looked at Wen Qingye seriously, and said: "I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still the same as usual, nothing has changed, it's good"
Wen Qingye suppressed the shock in his heart, and said slowly: "It's just more than a year, how can there be many years"
"Many years .....," Zhao Xia chuckled.
Wen Qingye never thought that he would meet Zhao Xia here, wait! Zhao Xia seemed to be waiting for a long time.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed suddenly, looked at Zhao Xia and said, "Could it be that you are the helmsman of the Ninth Commercial Bank?"
"Why, isn't it like?"
Zhao Xia smiled indifferently, her soft figure turned around, looked at Wen Qingye and said.
Wen Qingye's heart was flooded, he never thought that Zhao Xia could hide so deeply under his nose, it was really too unexpected for him.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingye also smiled slightly, looking at Zhao Xia's eyes, Zhao Xia did not dodge, and her beautiful eyes directly met Wen Qingye's eyes.
Wen Qingye subconsciously asked, "Why, I feel that I have a very familiar feeling in you?"
Zhao Xia chuckled and said, "Maybe I'm too ordinary, you don't care very much about me, you've seen me so many times, at most you're just familiar with me."
Although Zhao Xia's appearance is not a peerless demon with a beautiful and fragrant country, she is also a great beauty, and her words are obviously teasing Wen Qingye.
Wen Qingye looked at Zhao Xia's eyes, and for some reason, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt.
He couldn't feel the breath on Zhao Xia's body, and knew that Zhao Xia must not be simple, so he couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion at the moment.
"I really didn't expect you to have such an identity"
Zhao Xia looked at Wen Qingye intently and said with a smile: "What about you? Your identity must not be simple, right?"
Wen Qingye said: "I, am I not the true disciple of Tianxuan Sect?
"Yes, I think you're more than that," Zhao Xia glanced Wen Qingye up and down, and said with a smile.
Wen Qingye felt Zhao Xia's eyes, and his heart sank, I don't know why, he always felt as if he was seen through by Zhao Xia, and he had no secrets in front of her.
Who is this Zhao Xia?
Zhao Xia ignored Wen Qingye's eyes that had become deep, and her eyes looked at the thousands of miles of blue haze ahead, as well as countless light boats and hustle and bustle.
"The forces of my Ninth Merchant House include the following two forces, one of which is the Ninth Pawnshop, I think you should know," she said lightly.
Wen Qingye asked, "Did you create this Ninth Trading House yourself?"
Zhao Xia didn't answer Wen Qingye's words, but continued: "The second branch is the Sanssouci Palace in the Western Wasteland."
"Sanssouci Palace?"
Wen Qingye thought of the mysterious woman in the underground cemetery in Licheng, the ancient country of Jinfeng, she claimed to be a person from Sanssouci Palace, as if the power of this Sanssouci Palace was also extraordinary.
The power of this Ninth Comptoir is so huge?
Wen Qingye hadn't come back to his senses yet, Zhao Xia turned her head to look at Wen Qingye and said, "You see that my Ninth Merchant House has a huge power, but the strength of Taiyi Pavilion is only stronger than that of the Ninth Firm."
"So what?" Wen Qingye said with a smile.
Zhao Xia took a deep breath, looked at Wen Qingye with a burning look, and said, "You really care about her so much, so many people have walked in front of you, only she has walked into your heart, right?"
Wen Qingye nodded, "I am all her hope, her only support"
"Then is she all your hope?" Zhao Xia couldn't help but ask.
Wen Qingye said quietly: "She is what I want the most, and she is also my hope in the future."
"Then ........" Zhao Xia looked at Wen Qingye and stopped talking, but the words that came to her mouth still didn't come out.
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