Luo Qingyin raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and the three of them left the Nine Heavenly Monument and walked towards the periphery of the square.

Every gathering of warriors is a time for mutual communication and communication, especially in the Cangyun Conference.

At this time, there are not only countless stalls on the periphery of the square, but also all kinds of treasure streets, where alchemists and refiners can be seen everywhere, and they have taken out the treasures at the bottom of their boxes to trade.

Once in a rare time, the three of them did not hesitate to plunge into the crowd of Treasure Street.

"Hanging Stone! Only the best grade Xuanjing is accepted! ”

"Seven-Rank Phantom Dragon Grass! Don't accept Xuanjing, one chance to exchange soul stones! ”

"Long Jingyu! The best dragon crystal jade! ”

The shouts came and went, and Luo Qingyin looked at every stall with great interest, not planning to let go of any opportunity to treasure the Taobao.

It's a pity that Zi Yunchen took the ink monkey with her when she left Xuanfeng Academy, and she hasn't arrived yet, so she can only rely on her own eyesight and divine sense to distinguish it.

Hua Qianye and Jimo followed her with great interest and helped her choose.

As His Royal Highness the Heavenly Clan, Hua Qianye has seen countless treasures, and he can't look down on even the more ordinary things, and the general stall owners he likes will quote sky-high prices.

As the young master of the black market auction in Youhei City, Jimo Wuxin's insight has reached an astonishing level, but his preferences are different from ordinary people, and Luo Qingyin can't use the things he recommends.

The three of them looked at one stall after another, but they didn't buy anything!

Luo Qingyin helplessly held his forehead.

Suddenly, someone next to him exclaimed.

"Who's here then? It's beautiful! ”

"Wow, that's a lot of butterflies!"

Luo Qingyin subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction they were looking up, only to see that in the blue sky, hundreds of snow jade butterflies flew from the center of the square, surrounded by a light concubine-colored halo in the center.

Phantom?

Luo Qingyin's eyebrows raised slightly, and he immediately understood.

The halo dissipated, and a girl in a concubine-colored long skirt fell on the treasure street like petals, the skirt was lightly swayed, the silk silk was windless and automatic, and the phantom of the snow jade butterfly flew down on her long skirt one after another.

She was slender, her eyes were like autumn water, and the bustling crowd was blurred in an instant, becoming a background specially arranged for her.

"Is this a fairy?"

Some people looked at the girl stupidly, and they couldn't come back to their senses at all.

Jimo was pleasantly surprised: "It turns out that butterflies can be used like this, and I have seen it for a long time." When my moth transforms into a butterfly, I'll try it too! ”

Luo Qingyin chuckled: "The butterfly phantom she condensed is just for the sake of good looks, more than delicate and not enough atmosphere, you use a real butterfly to try, maybe the effect is better than her." ”

Jimo nodded unintentionally, and looked at Hua Qianye habitually, but saw that Hua Qianye's face was unprecedentedly calm, and his face was as warm as jade, as if a layer of faint ice was revealed.

After knowing each other for so many years, Jimo Wuxin has never seen Hua Qianye have such a look...... When his things were snatched away by the three elders of the Bloody Hand Sect, they were not so terrifying!

Gently touching Luo Qingyin's elbow, Jimo Wuxin whispered, "What's wrong with the mentor?" ”

Before Luo Qingyin could speak, Hua Qianye turned his face sideways.

Noticing the concerned eyes of the two, Hua Qianye's face softened a little, and she gently spit out a sentence: "Her name is Dongfang Linglong, and she is known as Xue Linglong or Linglong Fairy." ”

Luo Qingyin was stunned and blurted out: "The fiancée who stabbed you?" ”

Jimo was stunned: "Mentor, do you still have a fiancée?" You were also stabbed by your fiancée? ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

Hey, please don't make things worse for the mentor, okay?

Hua Qianye turned his face slightly, but his heart involuntarily floated up the question that Luo Qingyin had asked him.

"Mentor, have you ever killed someone?"

Before, he didn't; Now, he has.

"Mentor, do you have anyone you like?"

Before, he didn't; Now, he has.

But not the delicate fairy who uses the phantom of butterflies to make herself look beautiful.

"Mentor, if you want to be in a perfect state of mind, you either have to walk through thousands of rivers and mountains and see the warmth and coldness of the world; Either kill the person who caused the flaw in your state of mind. ”

In the past, if he didn't kill her, he couldn't pass the level in his heart; Now, is it still necessary for him to kill her?

The surprise and stinging were only momentary, and after a careful taste, it was like a dragonfly skimming the middle of a lake, except for a little ripple, and nothing else.

Looking down at the position of his chest that had recovered as before, the corners of Hua Qianye's lips curved slightly, and he said jokingly: "Well, it hurts." ”

"Then ......," Luo Qingyin pondered his words and said tentatively, "Are you going to her?" ”

Jimo said unintentionally: "Even if it's an ordinary friend, she shouldn't stab you, let alone your fiancée." Mentor, if you can't do it, my senior sister and I will help you! ”

"No need." The corners of Hua Qianye's lips flashed with a smile like a spring breeze, "Let her go, one day, she will reap the consequences." ”

Jimo shook his head and sighed: "Mentor, you are just too kind. ”

Luo Qingyin didn't say anything, just took a deep look at Dongfang Linglong.

"Linglong, you're naughty again." A young man in a frost-colored robe quickly swept to Dongfang Linglong's side, and his voice was half doting and half joking: "Running so fast, I almost couldn't catch up with you." ”

Suddenly, countless eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred fell on the young man's body.

Rather than being impressed, the young people are enjoying the sensation.

Hua Qianye's gaze froze.

"Dongfang Linglong is it because he stabbed you?" Luo Qingyin looked at Dongfang Linglong, then at the young man, and finally his eyes fell on him, "This man is not as good as you in appearance, not as good as you, is she blind?" ”

Jimo unintentionally agreed: "It's far away." ”

"Maybe it's because he can hold her in the palm of his hand all the time." Hua Qianye said nonchalantly, turned around and walked forward.

Before the age of fifteen, Dongfang Linglong pestered him very much.

pestered him to accompany her to various banquets; pestered him to accompany her to see the new dress; pestered him to accompany her shopping...... And he, every time, refuses.

Before he was fifteen years old, or before she was stabbed, he only did one thing every day, that is, he sat in the stargazing tower to read the classics, learn the formation, and study countless ancient formation rubbings.

And the orient is exquisite, and you can't sit in the stargazing tower for a quarter of an hour.

After the age of fifteen, the young man, named Li Shoujun, appeared.

Li Shoujun is a talented talent who is just starting to show his edge.

Unlike him, Li Shoujun can not only learn, but also have fun.

Li Shoujun is willing to accompany her to see the new dress, accompany her shopping, accompany her to banquets, accompany her to various places to play, and make all kinds of novel gadgets for her.

In contrast, Dongfang Linglong's balance quickly tilted, and finally left him completely and threw himself into the arms of Li Shoujun......

Mao Dun Literature