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Among all the new disciples of the Lingyun Sect, Qiuqiu was the freest one.

There is no limit to how long she can practice.

She likes to climb to the top of Lingyun Peak alone, sit on a big rock to practice, or practice swords around a big stone.

The top of Lingyun Peak is a good place to be alone, with a wide field of vision, and only the sound of birds and not the sound of people.

Being in the middle of it makes me feel refreshed.

You can watch the sunrise in the early morning and the sunset at dusk.

You can also stand on the big stone and look at the Hongri border from afar, imagining that Senior Brother Mo is prancing on the battlefield, and the enemy army is terrified.

In the afternoon of this day, the golden autumn of October, the autumn is high and refreshing, and Qiuqiu, who has just finished practicing the sword, stands on the big stone and looks at the scenery.

There are many leaves on Lingyun Peak that are red, and looking down from the top of Lingyun Peak, there are a few trees here that are red, and a few trees that are red over there, which is irregular.

Although it is not connected, it is quite distinctive.

Qiuqiu, who was admiring the leaves of the mangroves, found that the master had come up.

Zhang San came up to her on purpose.

Qiuqiu happily shouted at Zhang San: "Master, why did you come up?" ”

Zhang San jumped to the top of the peak in a few jumps, and said seriously: "Master had a dream last night, dreaming that standing on this big rock, you can actually see the Hongri border, and Master also saw Li Yi's kid, Hengge Prancing Horse majestic ......."

Knowing that the master was making fun of her, Qiuqiu's cheeks flew red and she stomped her feet in protest: "Master! Look what you're talking about! ”

Zhang San said seriously: "Master didn't talk nonsense, so Master specially came up to see if it was true." ”

Seeing that Zhang San was still making fun of her, Qiuqiu jumped off the stone and said angrily: "Okay, then Master take your time, the apprentice is going down the mountain!" ”

She was about to go down the mountain, but Zhang San stopped her: "When did the little girl become so stingy?" Are you really leaving? ”

Qiuqiu stopped and pretended to be unhappy: "If the master makes such a joke again, the apprentice will really leave!" ”

Zhang San smiled: "Okay, Master is not joking, Master came up to you on purpose and has something to say to you." ”

The master deliberately found this place to talk to her, and Qiuqiu knew that what he said must be the right thing, and it was a secret.

Uncle Shi's condition has worsened, and now is an extraordinary period, Ling Yun Peak is full of Ling Liwei's eyeliner, and only the top of Ling Yun Peak is quieter.

Qiuqiu's expression became serious: "I don't know what the master wants to say to the apprentice?" ”

Zhang San's expression also became serious: "Qiuqiu, your uncle's illness has not improved, and the master can't leave for the time being, you go back to Lijia Village these days to help the old lady check her body." ”

Qiuqiu nodded in agreement.

Senior Brother Mo was fighting at the border and hadn't come back for a few years, and he came back in a hurry last time, and he just saw the old lady and left.

The old lady's mind became more and more confused, and it is said that she took the meeting as a dream.

She forgot everything else in a blink of an eye, only that meeting, she remembered clearly.

It's just that every time I talk about her, I have to start with this: Last night, I dreamed that Li Yi's kid came back to see me......

Qiuqiu wanted to cry a little after knowing about this, this damn battle lasted so long in one fight!

Zhang San said again: "There are many rights and wrongs on Lingyun Peak, if you don't want to come back to practice, it's up to you." ”

Qiuqiu nodded again, she didn't come back for the time being if she left this time, she didn't want to face Senior Brother Ling again.

She found that as long as the senior uncle didn't come out to eat, Senior Brother Ling would have a black face and wouldn't say a word until the end of the meal.

It was as if someone owed him tens of millions of taels of silver, and it was as if the people at the dinner table were begging for food at his house.

If it weren't for Uncle Shi's illness, Qiuqiu believed that Master would have left long ago.