"What about Zhao Yuqing."

"What?"

"The sword that Zhao Yuqing left behind."

The old dragon king shook his head and said, "The old man doesn't know either. ”

"Don't know?"

"Hmm."

The old dragon king said seriously: "The old man really doesn't know, Zhao Yuqing has always been a loner, and that sword is something left over hundreds of years ago, and the old man doesn't have the heart to pay attention to these things." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "In that way, this black Jiao can't cross this road. ”

The old dragon king nodded and said: "Yes, borrowing the river from Bibo Lake into the river, this Qiuyuefang is the only way, and it is impossible to change the route, but it is not allowed to turn into a dragon, but if you want to break through, it is estimated to be a dead end." ”

"This black Jiao is the fourth time to cross the tribulation, the tribulation is over, thousands of years of anticipation have finally come, who would have expected that something went wrong on the water."

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh and said, "Being able to survive four heavenly tribulations shows that his heart is resolute, and such a fate is really sad." ”

The old dragon king paused for a moment and said, "Mr. Chen wants to help him?" ”

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Chen is just a casual cultivator, how can he help him." ”

Chen Changsheng felt that it was good to be clean, and he didn't want to mess with Zhao Yuqing because of this matter.

For people who don't know the roots, it's better not to look for trouble.

The old dragon king touched the wine glass, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "If the gentleman wants to help him, then the old man should also give him a favor." ”

When Chen Changsheng heard this, he asked, "Long Jun seems to believe in Chen." ”

The old dragon king shook his head and said, "Not really. ”

The old dragon king was a little undecided, to be honest, he felt pitiful for this black Jiao, but the road to the dragon was bumpy, and the reason that one mountain could not tolerate two tigers was even more inevitable.

He still prefers that this black Jiao die under the sword of the West Bridge Dragon Slayer.

But if Chen Changsheng really wants to help him, then this matter ......

That's another story.

Chen Changsheng saw that the old dragon king's face was calm, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

This old dragon king is worthy of an old fox, and his tail does not leak out at all.

But in fact, the calmer he is, the more ghosts there are in this matter, and the answer that runs counter to it may be the reason why the old dragon king hesitates.

Chen Changsheng swallowed all the wine in the cup, he put down the wine glass, and asked, "If Chen takes that sword, will Long Jun swallow Chen?" ”

The old dragon king was stunned when he heard his words.

In fact, when Chen Changsheng said this, he understood that he had no choice.

He won't say 'yes' and he won't dare to say 'yes'.

Cause......

Just because the person in front of him is Chen Changsheng.

The old dragon king stared at Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "No." ”

After Chen Changsheng received the reply, a smile also appeared on his face.

He picked up the flask and filled the glass in front of the old dragon king.

"Dragon Jun drinks."

The old dragon king picked up the wine glass, he looked down at the wine in the glass, and then looked up at Chen Changsheng again.

His expression was no longer as unwavering as before, but a little complicated.

But in the end, he drank the glass anyway.

The wine glass fell on the table, and this time it was a foregone conclusion.

……

After drinking the two pots of wine, the old dragon king returned to Tongtianjiang.

And Chen Changsheng returned to the view of flowing clouds.

He didn't go to get the sword, even though he heard from the old dragon king's words that 'Zhao Yuqing' would definitely give him this face, he didn't take it either.

Chen Changsheng was also gambling when he said that sentence.

He wanted to see what kind of role the old dragon king had between him and him.

Obviously, the result was just as he thought.

The old dragon king looked down at him at first, but after experiencing the third prince, he was at the same level as him.

Chen Changsheng guessed a little at that time, the old dragon king must be worried about something, not that he regarded him as a friend, but a person who couldn't offend people, because he was worried, so he guarded against it.

The old dragon king drank that glass of wine.

It also means that the old dragon king's compromise.

Chen Changsheng touched his chin and said, "It seems that I was quite influential in the past." ”

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

No matter how much you think about it, it's just conjecture, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's never true.

Only take your time to find this answer.

"Maybe Zhao Yuqing knows something."

Chen Changsheng muttered a sentence and said, "The old dragon king doesn't dare to say it, this Zhao Yuqing always dares." ”

He was going to wade through the troubled waters.

After returning to the mountain gate, Tong Zhizhao was cooking on a fire, and the things on the mountain were simple, nothing more than a bowl of vegetarian porridge and some wild vegetables.

The wild vegetables are picked up in the mountains, and the taste is a little bitter, but they have a fresh fragrance, and they are not bad to eat.

"Sir, you're back......"

Tong Zhizhao thought that Mr. would not come back until nightfall.

Chen Changsheng said: "When did you learn to make a fire and cook? ”

Tong Zhizhao said: "I often walk outside, I always have to learn something, but the things I make are just edible." ”

Chen Changsheng glanced at the pot and said, "I think it's pretty good." ”

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and picked up a wild vegetable from the pot, he put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"Mr. ......"

Tong Zhizhao didn't expect Mr. to do it directly.

He watched his husband eat with relish and couldn't help but be stunned.

Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "It tastes good, Chen often went to the mountains to pick up wild vegetables to eat when he was a child, and it was a long time ago to think about it." ”

Tong Zhi came back to his senses, and then a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Mr. likes to eat." ”

He never felt that there was anything wrong with what he was doing.

The immortals in his impression are all high and untainted, but Mr. Chen is different, Mr. Chen will eat peaches in a big gulp, will also sit in the courtyard and drink a little wine, and even use his hands to pick and choose food in the pot.

Tong Zhizhao thinks that such a gentleman is the most humane.

This is probably why he feels close to Mr. Chen.

"Did you live poorly when you were a child?" Tong Zhizhao asked.

Chen Changsheng said: "That's not enough, I loved to eat vegetable rice very much, the fresh wild vegetables picked up in the mountains were diced and then fried into rice, the taste was thousands, at that time... I can eat three bowls alone. ”

It was the first time that Tong Zhizhao had heard Mr. talk about the past, and it turned out that Mr. lived in this world like an ordinary person before he became an immortal.

Thinking about it, I'm really curious about Mr. Past.

Tong Zhizhao couldn't help asking, "Can Zhizhao ask Mr. about his hometown?" ”

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but pause when he heard this.

He thought for a while, and finally replied: "Sir, my hometown is in front of me when it is near, and when it is far away, it is even farther than the horizon." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Chen is a little envious of you, your relatives and friends are still there, and you have a home behind you." ”

Tong Zhizhao looked at Mr. a little sluggishly.

He suddenly felt the loneliness of his husband.

But he didn't understand it either.

I don't understand why the gentleman can tell these things with a smile.

Is it relief?

Tong Zhizhao denied this idea.

It should be difficult to let go......

He sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly say, "It turns out that Mr. will also be lonely." ”