Yuan Hao also noticed that there was some movement in the big bamboo house, and when he saw the bamboo door open, and Zhu Lingqian came out, he was taken aback, and took a step back in fright, saying, "You...... You ......" He wanted to say, "How are you going to come out", but he didn't dare to say it.

It turned out that in the days when he was imprisoned in the cave, Yuan Hao tabooed the movements of the Holy Sect, did not dare to neglect the enemy, and every time he fell asleep, he was always cautious and afraid, and only the slightest disturbance would wake up immediately, observe the situation, and confirm that it was okay before daring to fall asleep. In the past five days, he has woken up Zhu Lingqian once a day, and naturally knows that she has such a habit, and when she paints, her momentum is amazing and majestic, and she doesn't dare to shout loudly, for fear of making people angry and unhappy.

Because of this, Yuan Hao lowered his voice because he knew that Zhu Lingqian would wake up early to paint, and he didn't dare to distract her in the slightest. At this time, seeing Zhu Lingqian walking out of the bamboo gate, he thought that he was noisy and people were painting, but he was afraid, so he couldn't speak.

As soon as he remembered Zhu Lingqian's grim smile yesterday, he felt a tingling of his scalp and looked embarrassed, thinking, "I, I didn't do anything, I'm afraid...... I'm innocent! Grandpa Zhu asked me to come, and I didn't do anything wrong, I'm afraid that he will be a bird?"

Zhu Lingqian's lips rose lightly, he wanted to call the word "Yuan Hao", but he felt slightly awkward, at this time, a cool breeze in the early morning was blowing slowly, and the wind was hard to stop for a long time. Her starry eyes narrowed slightly, her fingers pressed lightly against Yun Sideburns, gently teased it behind the root of her ear, and then said lightly, "Is there anything wrong so early?"

Yuan Hao listened to her voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley, both plain and pleasant, without the slightest hint of flirtation, secretly looked over, saw that she was delicate and calm, no different from usual, sighed slightly, and said, "Yes, it was Grandpa Zhu who asked me to come over. I still couldn't help but explain, but as soon as the words came out, I felt the meaning of these words, as if I didn't want to come, and I was busy explaining.

Zhu Lingqian saw Yuan Hao's anxious appearance, his cheeks softened, and he nodded: "Come on, if you want to wander in the rivers and lakes, your martial arts are too low, you can't protect yourself, and you can't protect others." At this point, she paused for a while, and when she saw her head lowered in thought, she said, "You have a good heart, and although you often cause trouble, you should not die of misfortune. 」

As soon as he mentioned "martial arts are too low", Yuan Hao remembered something, his face sank, and he hurriedly asked: "Wait a minute, wait a meeting, Miss Ling Qian, I forgot to ask, it turns out that you know martial arts?"

Zhu Lingqian smiled faintly, "I will." 」

Yuan Hao's face darkened, and he said a little angrily: "Then why didn't you tell me?" I thought that if I knew that you knew martial arts, there was no need to be so troublesome, just take someone out and force it out, if so, return a few days earlier, Sister Ruoxu would not have to go to the banquet.

Zhu Lingqian's eyes widened slightly, as if he saw something strange and strange, he didn't say anything for a while, and after a while, he said softly, "It's not that I didn't tell you, but you didn't ask me." 」

Yuan Hao's face was even darker, and before he could open his mouth to speak, he heard Zhu Lingqian preemptively continue: "Besides, our martial artists are in the rivers and lakes, so naturally we all have one or two secrets. Aren't you the same, you didn't say anything about the black mallet, let alone tell me, Yuan Yue of Ying Island, but ...... But it's your friend. Let's be like this, it's just two clears. With that, his lips pursed and he turned his face away.

Yuan Hao blinked, only feeling a pain in his head, what kind of sophistry is this? That black mallet Dao treasure is his precious killer key, and he has no choice but to use it to retreat from the enemy and kill people, how can he tell others indiscriminately? As for Yuan Yue, he is himself pretending, yesterday you frequently asked questions, in order to avoid exposing the identity of Yinghai Island, the number one person who deliberately lied to be rounded does not exist in the world at all.

Both of them were forced to take action under the last resort, one was to fight off the Dong brothers with a black mallet and resist Dorje, and the other was for the responsibility of the Yinghai islanders, for the sake of public and non-selfishness.

Yuan Hao was not convinced, this Zhu Lingqian usually looks quiet at first glance, rarely speaks, once he moves his mouth, he knows that he is extremely smart, and often loses more and wins less without arguing a few words. When this is the case, his child's heart is together, and he still wants to open his mouth to refute a few words. At that time, Li Ruoxu's helpless smile suddenly flashed in his mind, he was slightly stunned, took a breath, came back to his senses, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and said, "Oops, no! I don't have the time to talk to Miss Ling Qian now, there are only three days left, Sister Ruoxu has to go to the meeting, and time is not waiting for anyone." 」

Hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, Miss Ling Qian, what do you say, that's what, where is Grandpa Zhu, I have something to find him." 」

Seeing that Yuan Hao was not as good as usual, and he was willing to give in, Zhu Lingqian let out a soft "huh", a pair of Xueliang eyes widened, strange and suspicious, and said, "Yuan Hao, you just said that grandpa was looking for you, and he ......" The "why are you looking for you?" has not yet blurted out.

"The old man has a thankless chorre and needs to ask someone to help, so the old man naturally looks for a young and powerful friend to help. Suddenly, a low, old voice came from behind him.

Yuan Hao and Zhu Lingqian called "Grandpa Bamboo" and "Grandpa", and looked back one after another, and saw Zhu Yuntang with a smiling face, holding the long beard on his chest, and walking out of the small bamboo house. But he was not wearing the white robe of yesterday, but a burlap garment.

Zhu Yuntang smiled kindly and said, "Boy, the old man thought that you would not come, even if you came, you would definitely be able to delay it, but it was unexpected but it was unexpected by the old man, and it was quite courteous, not bad, not bad. 」

Yuan Hao finally saw Zhuyuntang, his heart relaxed inexplicably, he smiled back, and said, "Grandpa Zhu, I know how to respect the old and the virtuous, you have an old sentence, where do I dare to reply to the second sentence?"

Zhu Yuntang snorted, the old man squinted slightly, looked at Zhu Lingqian with a strange face on the side, his face slowed down, coughed, and said, "Qian'er, grandpa has heard people say before, this ancient person has a cloud way: 'An inch of time and an inch of gold', you ...... You are still young, and you still need to be remembered. 」

Zhu Lingqian tilted his head slightly and said, "Grandpa, what did you say all of a sudden?"

Zhu Yuntang coughed twice, glanced at Yuan Hao, and said, "This, this, um! Grandpa knows that you love to paint, but painting skills are just like our practice, we need to improve day and day, and we must not waste them, you ...... Have you honed your painting skills today?" The deep voice softened, as if he didn't dare to really say anything serious.

Yuan Hao also stared away, and was surprised to find that Zhu Lingqian was staring at him, his eyes were faint and his momentum was extraordinary, which was terrifying. He couldn't help but hurriedly echo Zhu Yuntang's words, and said, "Yes, painting, painting is still important, Miss Ling Qian should not waste her precious time. 」

When Zhu Lingqian heard this, he understood the meaning of the two of them, his starry eyes purred, and he smiled: "Grandpa, Yuan Hao, you don't understand, painting is in a hurry, good poetry needs to be thought about repeatedly, a good sword needs to be quenched in every way, and good painting is the same reason, and what you think often takes more time to precipitate." 」

Seeing that the two of them were at odds, Zhu Lingqian pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "You have something to hide from me, right?"