Lin Xuan saw that Qin Anqi's mood was different, but he didn't make a sound, just waited quietly, and accompanying her might be the greatest support for her.

"I used to play solitaire with my older siblings at home." Qin Anqi suddenly spoke, "But when I came back to my senses, I walked higher and higher, and when I looked back, I found that there was no one behind me."

Lin Xuan was still silent when he heard this, he knew what Qin Anqi meant, this was a talented and proud girl, God gave her what everyone envied, but at the same time, it would also close another window for her.

Too good people look at things differently, the way they deal with things, etc., which is an alternative in the eyes of others, and naturally they are inevitably alienated and even rejected by others.

So Qin Anqi's solitaire game is not just a game, but a portrayal of the first half of her life, she is too good, and there are too many halos, so that when she comes back to her senses, she doesn't have any friends around her, of course, she will inevitably be a little lonely.

"I wanted to leave you behind just now, but I unconsciously slowed down, afraid that you would really lose me." Qin Anqi said softly, it sounded a little contradictory.

Lin Xuan was not surprised by this, because in solitaire games, the difficulty is sometimes high and sometimes low, which is also a manifestation of her complicated mood.

"Lin Xuan......" Qin Anqi suddenly turned around, the expression on her face was unprecedentedly sad, and she said after a long time, "Just like the ancient poem Solitaire just now, can you keep up with my footsteps all the time?"

Lin Xuan was stunned, seeing Qin Anqi so sad, he really couldn't bear it, pulled her white and cold little hand, nodded, and said, "Yes."

"Really?" Qin Anqi's eyes flashed with brilliance, completely different from her usual wisdom and calmness, and she was actually full of emotion.

"Really, because we're the same kind of people." Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Qin Anqi was moved in her heart, and she felt happier than listening to Lin Xuan's words of compliment, so she nodded and said, "Let's continue to climb the mountain."

"Isn't the game out of play?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Don't play anymore."

Qin Anqi shook her head, she had already gotten the answer she wanted, it didn't matter if the game was not a game, and the two of them had a deep background, such a comparison, I am afraid that even if it is dark, there will be no results.

Lin Xuan was not entangled, and pulled her to climb up step by step, but Qin Anqi was weak and began to panting.

"There's a little pavilion up ahead, so let's rest there." Lin Xuan said very considerately.

"Okay."

Qin Anqi is indeed a little choked, and besides, there is still time, they can climb slowly, there is no need to dwell on this moment and a half.

When I arrived at the small pavilion, I found that someone had rested here in advance, it was two old people, chatting happily while drinking tea.

In this regard, Lin Xuan and the others were not surprised, because this Fengshan is a well-known scenic spot, they can come, and of course others can come.

The old man also noticed Lin Xuan and them, and looked at them with a slight smile and nodded in greeting.

Lin Xuan also nodded in response, asked Qin Anqi to sit down on the side, and served hot tea very considerately.

"Thank you." Qin Anqi said softly, took a sip, and felt that her fatigue was relieved a lot.

"Young man, you're outsiders, aren't you?" The old man accosted.

"How do you see that?" Lin Xuan asked strangely.

"The old lady and I come to climb the mountain every day, and I see that you are very good, and those who come to climb Fengshan in this season are nine times out of ten are outsiders." The old man said happily.

"We are indeed outsiders." Lin Xuan also admitted politely.

"Maple Mountain is a good place, but the two of us are watching one day less than one day." The old man said with emotion that their age is indeed not young, and it is normal to have this thought.

The old woman did not look sad when she heard this, but smiled kindly, but saw it very openly.

Qin Anqi was also slightly moved when she saw this, holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son, aren't these two the best examples? If decades later, she can do the same, maybe

There are really no regrets.

"Old man, your life is determined in a few days, and if you think about it, you can't just ask for trouble, just cherish the moment." Lin Xuan also said out loud.

"Yes, it's good to cherish the moment, I've lived a long time, and I haven't thought about it yet." The old man was happy, returned to his wife, thought about it, and said, "Little brother, can you take a picture for us?"

"Okay."

Lin Xuan agreed without much thought, and the old man hurriedly thanked him when he heard this, then took out the camera from his worn backpack and slowly walked towards Lin Xuan step by step.

Although he was old, due to his regular exercise, his steps were quite calm and neat, and he carefully put the camera in Lin Xuan's hand.

At that moment, the camera mechanism in Lin Xuan's hand was opened, and three poisonous needles flew out of it.

Woohoo.

The sound of breaking the air made the scalp numb, Lin Xuan was taken aback, and hurriedly reacted to dodge, but the old man in front of him shot almost at the same time, his hands were as thin as tree bark, and he didn't seem to have any life, and a palm slashed at Lin Xuan's chest, which was full of internal strength, like the sound of wind and thunder, and the strength was so strong that it could crack the boulder with one palm.

Lin Xuan dodged the hidden weapon, and when he was powerless, he received a solid palm, and he couldn't help but snort, the qi and blood in his body surged, and he almost spit it out.

Call.

It's the wind again, it's actually the weak old woman, in her hand is a short knife less than a foot, she has already come to Lin Xuan in the blink of an eye, the knife in her hand is up, the angle is fierce and tricky, straight to Lin Xuan's throat, to kill with one blow.

At the time of the life and death crisis, Lin Xuan was extremely calm, his internal strength flowed quickly, and he only took two steps back, and then began to fight back, slapping the old woman away with one palm, and at the same time, the short knife also cut through the clothes on his chest, the skin opened and the flesh opened, and blood flowed out.

"It's worthy of being the youngest hall master of the Dragon Hall since its establishment, and the original nirvana has actually brought you back to life." The old man smiled strangely, completely missing the weak appearance of the drooping old man just now.

"Good means."

Although Lin Xuan was injured, his tone was full of appreciation, these two people perfectly hid their internal energy, he and Qin Anqi didn't even notice it, and after some homely chats, the two of them were even more defenseless, if it wasn't for Lin Xuan's reaction fast enough, I'm afraid he would have had his throat cut at this time.

"Lin Xuan, how are you?" Qin Anqi walked over and saw the bleeding wound on Lin Xuan's chest, her eyes instantly sharpened, and she raised her eyes to look at the two old men, her eyes were full of murderous intent.

"It's just a minor injury, don't worry, Angel, you stay still, I'll be able to take care of it soon." Lin Xuan said softly, what about the wound, he had no intention of caring about it, his internal strength was circulating in the meridians, and his murderous intent had risen.

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