"En......"

Hearing the mellow voice of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Yao Zhenyi nodded, but his eyes were lowered, trying not to let his moist eyes be seen by Mr. Su.

The young man was either afraid that he would be embarrassed to see Mr. Su with this appearance, or he felt that he should be happy to see Mr. Su again.

But there was really no joy in his heart at the moment, only a faint sadness.

At this moment, Su Qingyi, whose figure was becoming more and more flickering, stretched out his hand and put it on the young man's head, and the middle-aged Confucian with gray temples smiled slightly, "Yao Zhenyi, there is no banquet in the world, gather and scatter, divide and merge, there will always be a ......

"The True Traces of the Sword Immortal" Volume 1, The Breath of Eating Cattle Chapter 89, My name is Koi I am hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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