"Uh..."

Qian Qiao choked, and she had been worn out of temper.

"It's okay, it's the same now that we know each other, what about you?"

Qianqiao found that she seemed to be extra patient with good-looking people, and secretly scolded her in her heart for misleading people.

"I? my name..."

The man raised his right hand and tapped his temple with his index finger as if thinking, the snow-white sleeve robe slipped down, revealing a small arm, the wrist bones were protruding, lean and powerful, the slender finger bones were distinct, there were no impurities in the sun, and even the skin was full of a cold smell, like a good cold jade.

Why can a beauty even look so good with her hands?

Qianqiao was even a little jealous.

The man thought for a moment before he seemed to remember his name.

"My name is Nangong Wenqing, no one has called me by name for too long, I almost forgot..."

Nangong Wenqing put down his hand and looked up at the sky, it was almost noon, so he began to walk forward again, but this time he paid attention to the speed, so that the little girl would not be unable to keep up.

"Well, if you don't mind, can you tell me how many years?"

Qian Qian saw Nangong Wenqing walking forward, and also followed, and she would expect him to show her the way for a while~

Qian Qian no longer dared to overestimate his ability to find his way, and he might not be able to find the Hidden Moon Pavilion at night according to his own estimates.

"Hmm... More than 200 years... The last time was when the eldest brother went out to the South China Sea. ”

Nangong Wenqing was a little puzzled in his heart, when did he talk so much, and he would seriously answer the questions raised by the little girl.

"Dare to ask... How old are you?"

As soon as Qian Qian heard that this was more than 200 years ago, she immediately changed her title, and she had to sigh that this cultivation realm really can't see age by appearance.

This person looks like he is in his early twenties at most, and he is not as old as he was in his previous life, but he turned out to be an old man who is hundreds of years old.

"Hmm... My eldest brother was over 400 years old more than 200 years ago, so I should be over 600 years old now... I can't remember exactly how much..."

Nangong Wenqing thought about it for a while, and then remembered how old he was, and it seemed that no one had asked these questions for a long time.

If Nangong Zhengli and the others were next to them at this time, they would definitely be very surprised.

The third uncle of the Nangong family, who cherishes words like gold and treats people coldly, will chat with a little girl, where is there still a look where people who were born in the past are not allowed to enter.

"Then aren't you older than my uncle? Eh, uncle is the head of the family, does the head of the family know who it is?"

Qian Qian didn't expect this person to be so old, and began to guess this person's identity.

"Yes, it's my nephew. ”

Nangong Wenqing nodded, but he didn't hide it.

"Suspicious nephew, what is the relationship between you and your uncle?"

Qian Qiao was still guessing the identity of this person just now, but she didn't expect to know it so quickly.

"Well, he called me Third Uncle. ”

Nangong Wenqing stopped, and at this time they had already arrived in front of the Xianshui Pavilion.

Seeing this, Qian Qiao also stopped, and in front of her was a delicate stilted building, with a wooden floor in the corridor under the eaves, suspended above the water.

The meandering pond water extends into the distance through the corridor, there are lotus flowers dotted in the meantime, the water wears the wind clothes, has entered the golden autumn but is like midsummer, the pond water seems to contain heat, and the mist is like a fairyland.

Looking up, the plaque reads the words "Xianshui Pavilion".

"The lake in front of the Lujing Hall is full of water, and there are lotus flowers when you return. Before the flower, I also saw Yu Hang's grandmother, who was a Taoist immortal reminiscing restaurant. Is this the case with the Qiantang that Wang Anshi saw at the beginning?"

Nangong Wenqing, who was about to stretch out his hand to push the door, heard this, his fingers paused, and he turned around and looked seriously at the girl who was contemplating in front of him.