Since the door of Fang Cai Qingyun's room was open, the formation of the room to isolate the divine sense no longer worked, so even if Yao Mengxun had his back to Lei Jiang, he could see the expression of reluctance and sadness on his face at a glance.

Lei Jiang also wanted to be ruthless and wanted to forcibly bring Qingyun back to the door, but there was only a moment of hesitation, the young lady had already walked out, and he had to sigh silently.

In the end, the two of them walked out of Geyu one after another, walked out of Yaoguang City, walked out of the Fairy Sword Sect, and walked into the vast future like the sea, waiting and being waited for.

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

If Yao Mengxun is what this is? Maybe she doesn't know it herself, and she forgets about it in the rivers and lakes?

No, it doesn't seem to be.

She just clearly knows that she has not yet reached the point where she is as free and easy as a saint, not so much that she is testing Qingyun, but that she is testing fate, fate, and herself.

On the way when Lei Jiang took her to ride the wind and the moon, Yao Mengxun thought that she would cry, but she didn't, but she never laughed. Not for anything else, just to save your most beautiful smile for the next reunion.

It is said that good wine is a good dreamland, but when Yao Mengxun left, Qingyun, who had slept soundly all night, didn't know anything about such a long night's sleep.

He couldn't remember how much he drank, how he got back to his room, how long he slept, or if he had a dream that didn't end forever.

But when he was crazy looking for Yao Mengxun's figure, Qingyun began to be afraid of the sudden reality.

When the faint shadow of goose yellow could no longer be found, he realized that he would not dream at all when he was drunk, and those who had said that they could tryst with the goddess after drinking were mostly self-deception.

Looking at the rising sun outside the window, Qingyun sat on the bed lonely and blankly, his empty eyes as if he had lost his soul.

He didn't understand why Sister Meng would say goodbye without saying goodbye, even if she had already reached her destination, she could say hello before leaving.

"Sister Meng, why don't you let me see you again?"

At this time, Qingyun regretted it very much, he vaguely remembered that yesterday was to show a show or two in front of Yao Mengxun, so he drank heavily with Lei Jiang, who knew that this feeling of "drunkness" made him unable to wake up.

And he vaguely remembered that yesterday he didn't seem to be very polite to the young man with the long sword on his back, because he tried to be rude to Sister Meng. I don't know why I was so bloody at that time, and where did I get the courage to reprimand these powerful immortals angrily.

Could it be that all these things are so-called "drunk"? Is it because of her drunkenness that Sister Meng is sad?

Qingyun warned himself not to cry anymore, because he was already an adult, but as soon as Yao Mengxun left, the feeling of loneliness that hurt his heart immediately lingered in his heart, making Qingyun only feel a depression in his chest.

Suddenly, he thought of the silk scarf that Sister Meng had left for him.

The sleeping Qingyun didn't take off his clothes, so he didn't notice it for a while, and when he took out the silk scarf, he found that the lilac silk scarf the size of one party was actually flat and lightly covered his unicorn teeth.

"It must have been left to me by Sister Meng!"

Thinking of this, Qingyun's heart finally felt a lot better.

Unfolding it, he found that on one foot of the silk scarf, there was an inexplicable addition of the word "Yao" embroidered with cyan fine thread, and the font of Juanxiu was natural and just right with the silk scarf itself.

"Yao, why Yao? By the way, what was the hateful Zhuo yesterday, it seems that Sister Meng is called Senior Sister Yao, and Uncle Lei also calls her Mengxun, isn't Sister Meng's full name Yao Mengxun?"

With Qingyun's ingenuity, many details were instantly associated together.

Just as he solemnly put the silk scarf back in his clothes and put it back in his clothes, he was pleasantly surprised to find an envelope pressed with an incense burner on his desk.

He must have just woken up and ignored it, so he hurriedly picked it up and took it apart.

"Xiao Yun'er, when you read this letter, I believe that my sister and I have already gone far away from Uncle Lei. There are so many things I want to say to you, but I don't know where to start each time. As you told me, many times there are not too many assumptions, and we will not have too many choices, everything depends on our hearts. Please forgive my sister for not saying goodbye, because I believe that the fate between you and me is not over, and this parting will usher in a better reunion next time. So, Xiao Yun'er, try to live, mix jade silk as a basis, ten years, fate will meet again, dream waiting for you. ”

When he finished reading, the letter paper and the envelope turned to ashes with curling sandalwood.

Smelling the pungent smell of sandalwood mixed with paper burning, Qingyun sat back on the bed again, took out the silk scarf left by Yao Mengxun for himself again, and muttered to himself:

"It seems that this square scarf should be mixed jade silk, but there is no silk scarf, where will I find you in ten years?

Qingyun couldn't help but smile bitterly, even if he had unicorn teeth, he didn't dare to pack the ticket and be fully recovered!

After thinking about it, he gradually recognized the fact that Yao Mengxun had gone away, no matter what, the most important thing at the moment was to try to live as Yao Mengxun said in his letter, which is also his consistent belief since the death of his family.

Therefore, since Sister Meng has set a ten-year period with herself, she must go all out to find her, no matter how bad it is, at least now I know her name and know that she is a disciple of Jing Citian.

"Sister Huanmeng, I didn't know people's real names for so long, Qingyun, Qingyun, you are such a fool. ”

Thinking of Yao Mengxun's real name, he couldn't help laughing at himself again, and at this moment, a knock on the door came from outside the house, and Qingyun hurriedly said:

"Please come in. ”

It was a guy in the pavilion who came in, which made Qingyun's eyes darken when he first ignited the flame of hope.

"Dare to ask if this guest officer is a young man of Qingyun?"

This guy is obviously much brighter than Xiao Er, who served them food yesterday, although he knew that Qingyun was a mortal at a glance, but the mortal who could live in the top room of the pavilion was definitely not ordinary, so he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Yes, may I ask what this little brother is looking for me?"

"That's right, Fairy Yao came to order yesterday, if you wake up, I will send you a message, saying that the affairs of the Fairy Sword Sect have been arranged, as long as you take the identity jade plate to the station of Yaoguang City and report to your home, I believe that the monks there will not embarrass you." Childe, this is the jade plate. ”

After speaking, the guy respectfully handed the jade plate to Qingyun with both hands, and his attitude was extremely humble, which made Qingyun a little uncomfortable. But he didn't say much, thanked him, and then the man spoke:

"Childe, Fairy Yao also asked me to instruct you, with this jade plaque, in the Xuanji Pavilion in any city in Kyushu, as long as you have the Pavilion Department, you can spend it at will, and please keep it properly. ”

After speaking, the guy's eyes were full of envy for Qingyun's jade card, of course, it was just envy, and he was not vainly greedy. Looking at this little brother's expression, Qingyun could also guess a thing or two, but he still asked:

"This little brother, do you know what is the origin of this jade brand, and it has such great ability?"

The guy looked at the handsome young man in front of him with an incredible eye, but in an instant he also understood that even if the little white face in front of him was a big man, he was still a mortal, so the guy explained:

"Childe doesn't know, this jade plate is the identity jade plate of Jing Citian's core disciple, and the identity of the core disciple is much higher than that of the inner disciple, and even higher than some elders in the sect. Although I don't know much about the structure of the Jingci Heavenly Sect, it should be the case in general. Owning this jade plaque is equivalent to the elder of the sect, so Childe, do you say that this jade plaque is noble?"

Qingyun nodded, what the guy said was not as good as his guess, although he knew that Yao Mengxun's identity was extraordinary, but he didn't expect her to have such a high status in Jing Citian.

He had also learned about the hierarchy of power in the cultivation realm, and although a Yuanhua Realm cultivator like Yao Mengxun was the backbone of the sect, he never had much power.

"Then this little brother, how should I settle my expenses in your store?"

"Hui Gongzi, for this kind of high-standard jade brand, we adopt the bookkeeping mode, which means that you can consume first, and then when it is fixed, we will go to Jingcitian to reconcile the accounts. As for whether you will pay in person or by your faction, that's a matter for later, but generally speaking, the sect will pay in advance. ”

Qingyun was a little puzzled, and asked again:

"It's such a simple process, what if this jade plate is stolen?"

Although Qingyun's question did sound a little silly to this guy, he also only dared to slander in his heart, and replied with a smile on his face:

"Childe doesn't know, there is also a difference between this jade card and a jade card, in addition to impostors and swaggering liars, the general identity jade card has a drop of the wearer's essence blood or a trace of soul thoughts, if other monks get it, they can only forcibly destroy or throw it away, otherwise they will be perceived by the lost monks if they are used for a long time. ”

Seeing that Qingyun was still a little confused, the little second brother didn't care if he could understand it or not, and continued to explain:

"Of course, only this kind of top-level jade brand can be listed in the Xuanji Pavilion, and not all jade cards can be registered. We will also record the records of each top jade brand consumer, and regularly go to each sect to update the change of the jade brand, there are really not many people in Kyushu who dare to blackmail the Xuanji Pavilion, so there is basically no misappropriation. ”

The implication of the man's words is obvious, who would give this kind of high-end goods to someone casually? It's really extravagant, even if someone picks it up, no one will dare to use it! Besides, although Yao Mengxun is not well-known outside, they still know some basic information about her, not to mention the Tianjiao people of other major sects.

Qingyun immediately touched his nose when he heard this, he heard the voice of this little brother, obviously he was a turtle.