Ji Tongzhou carefully looked at the lifelike and cool purple jade cricket in the palm of his palm, and the long time made the immature and old, and also made the innocence vicissitudes, but this cricket was smart and exquisite, as in the past.

It seems to have been forgotten by time, and now that he sees the light of day, some of the emotions in his heart are also like being seen by the clouds, and they suddenly appear in front of him.

Completely involuntary, he remembered the new past as if it had happened yesterday, and it had been so long that he remembered it all, but he had never thought about it before.

The snow and moon of the academy, the sky and wind of the East China Sea, those bright and bright colors, how dazzling.

He really loved a woman, since he was ignorant when he was a child, and he can't say why, he just wants to show off everything he is proud of to her, and in addition to the care of his friends, he always wants to get more attention from her.

It's a pity that she doesn't understand, and he finds that the things in his mind are too absurd for even him to believe. Whether it was desperate possession or retreating and chic, he thought he had been confused, but in fact he didn't, it turned out that he had always been resentful in his heart.

He has also done a lot of things for her, and the moment he faced Zhenyunzi, he really wanted to fight for her, but he still couldn't get her a warm smile. That's right, from beginning to end, Jiang Lifei just doesn't like him, she always tries to lock the relationship at a distance from the most ordinary friend, she doesn't get close, and she prevents him from getting closer.

No matter how much he tried to convince himself that she was right, he still hated it.

Whatever he wants, he will definitely get it in the end, and if he can't get her, her existence will be meaningless, it is better to destroy it. He just wanted to make his life less suffocating, and if he was frustrated in love, what difference would he have from a dying dog on the side of the road? In the future, he would live on the mercy of his friends and beloved? Dignity would not allow him to make this choice, so he made another choice.

Is it right? Is it wrong? Now that I think about it, I can only smile at it, he is already a Xuanhua Immortal on the side of the fierce battle in the world, and those fragile times when he survived and relied on people to protect him were also buried by his own hands, isn't it good enough?

Zhao Min gave him these two things, and he understood in an instant. In the past 400 years, he has very little joy, and she thinks that he regrets it, misses it, and wants to take advantage of this to disturb his mind.

At this moment, what is the difference between him and the most complacent time in the illusion? There is only one Jiang Lifei missing, he doesn't need her anymore, just like he doesn't need Ye Ye's friends, the next seafall is still a hundred years away, will she, who has become an overseas outlier, still come by the sea of thunder and fire? If she comes, he will definitely arrest her with his own hands this time, and Lei Xiuyuan, all the memories of the past will be completely over.

Ji Tongzhou twisted up the lacquered wooden comb, and wanted to burn it with fire, but the moment it touched his hand, he suddenly remembered his uneasy state of mind in the shops in the East China Sea.

He had never pleased a girl, and he didn't know how to please him, and the worn-out wooden comb he stole from Jiang Lifei was half-moon-shaped, and he thought that maybe she liked this shape, but the beautiful comb that the shopkeeper took out that could make him look good was not this shape. He had wanted to buy the coral comb with pearls embedded in it, and her hands were white and her hair was black, and she must have been beautiful when she took the comb to comb her hair.

But at last he saw the only half-moon-shaped lacquered wooden comb, which was quite exquisitely made, but not expensive enough, but it must have been to her liking, so he chose this one.

He remembered that day the inn was full of people, he leaned against the railing alone, and for the first time in his life he felt nervous, and he was a little eager to try. When Jiang Lifei gave her the comb, she finally smiled, not the usual perfunctory smile, he was relieved at the same time, but he felt desperate at the same time^ She would never look at herself like she looked at Lei Xiuyuan, nor would she smile at herself like she did with Lei Xiuyuan.

Ji Tongzhou only felt a little bored in his chest, he threw away the lacquered wooden comb, suddenly got up and pushed open the door, and heard Ji Jingwu's cheerful laughter from afar.

This kid doesn't have a sense of urgency, and his talent is not the best, if he doesn't know how hard to work hard, and he doesn't know when he will become a talent, he took him to the Xingzheng Pavilion when he was seven years old, and now it has been five years, and he hasn't even broken through the first bottleneck.

Ji Tongzhou walked slowly towards the martial arts arena, Ji Jingwu's hearty laughter can gradually be heard clearly, this child is not very old, he opened his mind early, and he likes to play with little girls in one place, but he is handsome, his words are pleasing, he is not arrogant and does not know how to whisper when he was back then, how many little girls laugh when they see him, they all like him, and they spoil him to get carried away.

"The little junior sister of the Wuyue Court you are talking about, is she really so good-looking? A little girl asked, somewhat unconvinced, "What does she look like?"

Ji Jingwu replied very cleverly: "It's good-looking, white clothes and red flowers, and it looks very delicate and cute." But ah, she is her good-looking, you also have your good-looking, Senior Sister Yuan is good-looking like an orchid, and Senior Sister Chen is like a rose......"

Ji Tong laughed while listening to it, his flesh was numb, and he was full of rhetoric, who taught him? He opened his mouth and called: "Jingwu." ”

When a few little disciples saw that he was coming, they were so frightened that they all shrank their heads and knelt on the ground, and no one dared to say anything. Ji Jingwu was even more panicked, and stammered: "Master, master......!

Ji Tongzhou said lightly: "Have you finished practicing the Five Elements Basic Immortal Method?"

"Back to the master's words, the disciple has finished practicing, and he doesn't dare to slack off. ”

Ji Tongzhou glanced at the five stone dolls next to him, the immortal fluctuations on them showed that this kid was indeed not lying, his heart was slightly relieved, and his tone became gentler: "You have been in the Xingzheng Pavilion for five years, and you haven't been back for a long time, so go back today to clean up a little, and go back with me at noon." ”

As soon as Ji Jingwu heard that he could go home, he immediately looked happy, and went back to the disciple's room to pack his baggage.

The king of Yue Duantu is no longer the scene of the past, now the largest and most powerful country in Middle-earth, the royal capital is also countless times larger than in the past, the two factions of the mountains and seas have been connected for four hundred years, not only limited to the interaction between the cultivation sects, but also began to interact frequently between mortals, Duantu can be seen everywhere in the East China Sea style houses, the color is bright and exaggerated, the floors are quite high, and the door also likes to raise two fierce demon beasts to guard the door, no one will make a fuss about this scene again.

The British royal palace is still in its original old position as it was four hundred years ago, but due to Ji Tongzhou's instructions, the palace has neither expanded nor changed its name, but only calls craftsmen every month to carefully repair the deaf and framed, and try to maintain its original appearance.

Ji Jingwu This is the second time to come to the legendary British Palace, here is a forbidden place in Yue that is more sacred than the palace, for four hundred years, even the craftsmen who came in to manage the affairs and repair are selected by thousands of people, although Ji Tongzhou rarely comes back, but any Yue Emperor will never dare to slack off.

In fact, this British palace is not much magnificent, after the expansion of the Yue Kingdom, the palace is good or the palace, and even the palaces of other princes are built bigger and bigger, more and more magnificent, the British palace that used to be stunned, now it seems that it is like that, Ji Jingwu looked at the scenery for a while and was a little boring, because he saw that many maids here were very beautiful, he couldn't help but want to play with these beautiful sisters.

Ji Tongzhou looked at the old willows hanging on the shore, but in front of him he saw the appearance of them dancing in the wind when they were green and delicate. He ignored Ji Jingwu and walked straight along the stone path towards the courtyard, four hundred years have passed, the courtyard is the same as before, the carved railings and jade bricks, the clean white bricks, he has seen several teenagers get drunk on it, fall asleep soundly, he has also seen their blood stain the ground red.

He stood silently for a moment, then turned around and slowly pushed open the door, looking around, the one hooked by the curtain had been replaced by a jade hook. The white-haired Xuanhua Immortal looked at these familiar scenery wordlessly, but remembered the colorful youth, when he laughed with a few people, drunk together, and looked forward to the future of the immortals punishing evil and promoting good. Where have they gone now?

The scene in the inner room is maintained with great care, and even the color and pattern of the bed bedding have not changed. Ji Tongzhou's brows furrowed slightly, he was also ridiculous, and later the maidservants in the British King's Mansion all became white-clothed red flowers, all of them had snow-white skin, smart eyes, and the stewards were all ghosts, seeing that he liked Miaoqing's appearance, he secretly changed the maidservants to the style he liked.

That period of debauchery ended at the point where Miaoqing died in childbirth.

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