"Sure enough, heroes from ancient times have come out of youth, and our generation is old." Liang Youyi said with some sadness.

Long Qingtian thought to himself, you are close to 200 years old, if you don't take it, then who is old?

But he still smiled and said, "Mr. Liang is in the prime of life, why do you say that you are old?" ”

Liang Youyi actually made a rare joke: "Hehehe, how can you call me Mr. Liang not old?" ”

"No, no, no." Long Qingtian waved his hand and smiled: "Kid is just a respectful title. ”

"Hahaha...... What a funny teenager. Liang Youyi made a pun.

Long Qingtian and everyone didn't have any superfluous thoughts, but Liang Youyi followed behind him, and Liang Yiru was slightly red.

After Long Qingtian and Liang Youyi exchanged pleasantries, the high-level executives from both sides also came out to see each other one by one.

First of all, Liang Meng's side, the three stood up in the early stage of foundation building.

One of the tall old men said, "Gu Chang, the deputy leader of the Old Decay Alliance, has seen Young Master Long. ”

"Elder of the Old Decaying Liang League......"

"Old ......"

Then Liang Yiru also stepped forward, hugged her fists and saluted slightly: "The little woman Liang Yiru has seen Long Gongzi." ”

Before the words fell, the little face was already crimson.

For the first three digits,

Long Qingtian just nodded slightly to show his understanding, but for Liang Yiru, Long Qingtian had to be polite.

Whether it is her identity or his gift of knives, it deserves to be treated like this.

"Hahaha, Miss Liang, why are you and I so polite?" Long Qingtian held his hands in the air.

Seeing his action, Liang Yiru's face turned even redder.

However, in Liang Yiru's thoughts, a scene appeared:

One is called Hua in rags, and he has not arrived at the Xuanren.

On the official road of the fallen leaf village, it was ugly and twisted around.

Occasionally, the villagers and hunters who passed by had to pull over and walk around when they saw him.

Someone said: "This person is not only a flower, but also a neurotic...... It's really pathetic!"

Long Qingtian didn't bother to pay attention.

"Ahh What does it smell? A crisp shout sounded, piercing and abrupt.

Long Qingtian, who was just practicing to the rise, woke up and turned his head to see a snow-white, handsome high-headed horse.

A woman in a white gauze and blue-rimmed dress was glaring at him with apricot eyes.

The woman has a graceful posture and picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

It's a pity that a light veil covers most of his face.

But don't look at it, the wheat skin is very healthy.

If it is a little fairer, it will definitely be more flawless and captivating.

In the face of good things, there is generally a good mood.

Long Qingtian cracked his mouth and smiled, revealing two rows of teeth as white as jade and neatly aligned.

Particularly...... looked at the woman grimly and said, "Hehe, manly." ”

The voice is slightly immature, magnetic and catchy.

When she heard that this person was not very old, the girl was surprised, and her disgust decreased slightly:

"Your brain is normal! He is young, with hands and feet. ”

"Why do you make yourself like a beggar?"

"No...... The beggars are not as dirty as you. ”

As soon as I heard the tone, I knew that she had a good heart.

After all, there is a huge disparity in identity, and it is not easy to do this with such a captivating country.

On a whim, Long Qingtian quipped:

"I'm poor, do you think I'm going to do this?"

"Beauty, why don't you borrow some money to spend it?"

"I promise you that I will pay it back in the future."

"Humph! I'm not fooled. The girl pouted:

"My money will only be given to the old, weak, sick and disabled."

"It's not in the scope of consideration to be lazy like you."

I'll it, why am I so lazy?

Long Qingtian looked depressed.

But this did not matter, he only knew what he needed, so he said:

"Otherwise, you can give me a weapon."

"Look at me, bare-handed, there must be danger in entering the mountains."

After saying that, he stretched out a hand, naturally.

Although it is begging, there is no consciousness of begging.

The girl rolled her eyes:

"You dare to enter the mountains? Fool it! ”

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Long Qingtian immediately stopped and tied up his horse.

WhewW......

Quickly threw a few punches.

"How?" Long Qingtian said with a smug face.

The girl glanced at Long Qingtian:

"Yo, I can't see it!"

"There's still a bit of brute force, just give him a weapon, let's go......"

As soon as the words fell, he raised the long whip in his hand: "Drive." ”

Turning into a white rainbow, it sped away......

Behind her, several immortal cultivators dressed as guards followed closely.

One of them ran a few feet away and raised his hand back.

With a white light "swish", a beautiful arc was drawn and landed steadily in front of Long Qingtian.

It's a narrow knife made of ordinary steel.

Long Qingtian's eyes lit up, and he said loudly:

"Thank you, Bodhisattva."

The white figure in the distance flickered slightly......

As soon as Liang Yiru remembered that scene, she couldn't help but slightly hook the corners of her mouth and pull out a smile that turned everyone upside down.

It's also very strange to say, since that time, I have often remembered that scene.

It wasn't until she saw Long Qingtian's true face in Shuxiangzhai that she concluded that he was definitely the funny little flower.