The Dingfeng Bead and the Water Bead have arrived, Qinghe and his party do not plan to stay longer, and after discussion, they decided to leave this place today.

Before leaving, Zhuge Hongming summoned Luo Fan to invite Qinghe into the palace.

Coming to the Pure Grass Hall again, the hall is still the same furnishings, Zhuge Hongming is sitting on the rattan chair in the courtyard, and on the table next to him, a red bird is jumping and jumping, which is particularly conspicuous in the Pure Grass Hall, where most of the colors are blue and white.

"Sit. ”

Zhuge Hongming glanced at the empty seat next to him.

Qinghe sat down in response, "Mr. already knew that Mo Zhanli had a problem, right?"

Zhuge Hongming's face was calm: "Self-inflicted, you can't live." ”

Don't say much, Mo Zhan's current fate is just retribution.

"The poison of the people of the city has been cured, and the gentleman is truly the savior of the world. ”

Flattering words, Zhuge Hongming heard too much, and now after listening to Qinghe, he didn't feel angry, but smiled rarely.

He asked Qinghe, "Do you want to learn alchemy?"

Qinghe's eyes lit up: "Of course, the alchemy technique is broad and profound, and I really want to study it well." ”

The red bird on the table was dressed in red feathers, it looked good up close, Qinghe reached out to touch it, but the red bird did not resist, and rubbed his head against the ring on her hand.

"Come with me to the Apocalypse Academy, and I will teach you alchemy. ”

The dean threw out an olive branch, Qinghe was flattered, but still refused: "Shenzhu is in the world, the task given to me by the master has not been completed, and the big righteousness and the small family, Mr. knows my choice." ”

Zhuge Hongming's eyes overflowed with appreciation, "Qi Changfeng really accepted a good apprentice, so it's okay." In that case, I will give you those books, which are superficial but enough to teach you how to get started. ”

Qinghe bowed: "Thank you, sir." ”

"And it's for you, too. ”

Qinghe looked at the red bird, his eyes were inexplicable, and there was even a trace of disgust.

The red bird seemed to read her eyes, and its mouth opened, spewing out red flames, almost burning Qinghe.

This time, Qinghe's eyes were only surprised, "It, it's a nine-headed fire phoenix?"

Zhuge Hongming didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Today's nine-headed fire phoenix is less than a foot tall, and the difference between the tall and powerful image before is too big to be true.

But think about it, a monster of this level, changing the image is a piece of cake, the dragon will also change the sword, what does it matter if it becomes a bird.

Qinghe: "But isn't it your mount, why did you give it to me?"

"It's not that I want to send it, it's because its heart is no longer with me. He glared at the nine-headed Flame Phoenix, his tone rather resentful.

Qinghe suddenly remembered the picture of the fire burning the palace that night, and the two phoenixes entangled and singing, and then looked at the little red head that kept rubbing the big light spell on her hand, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

I can't see that this little phoenix is still an infatuated species.

Well, take it and take it, maybe it will help a lot in the future.

After chatting for a few more words, Qinghe said goodbye and left.

Walking along the way out of the palace, the palace of Nuoda is very quiet, full of fallen leaves, decadent and depressed.

Mo Zhanli was rescued by the man in black, his whereabouts are unknown, and the entire Apocalypse Country has no leader, fortunately, the officials up and down have no intention of rebelling, under the leadership of the prime minister, while going to the court every day to discuss political affairs, while sending people to the Apocalypse Academy to find the prince Mo Shaoling and control the government.

Qinghe originally wanted to go to see Changping, but after thinking about it, Changping probably didn't want to see her.

The thought stopped, Qinghe didn't stay any longer, and walked out of the palace quickly.

Back at the inn, as soon as I stepped into the door, I felt unusual, the innkeeper had recovered as before, and he was standing at the counter looking nervously at the two people occupying the hall.

Li Jiang and the previous swordsman stood at two ends, their eyes locked on each other, and the two secretly competed, and neither of them would take a step away.

On the side, Shen Xun Mudong and Mo Jun sat in thousands of rows, with melons and fruit snacks on the table, watching the play with an expectant face.

Qinghe paced to Shen Xun and sat down, and asked in a low voice, "Why did the two of them start again?"

Shen Xun faced forward, stared at the two people facing each other for a moment, and held a half-eaten apple in his hand, and said: "I bumped into the stairs again, and no one would let me, so he sneered, and scolded as he spoke, and scolded and scolded like this." ”

The description is very graphic, and Qinghe immediately made up a big drama in his brain.

Before the thought fell, the two of them drew their swords on the ground, and in an instant, the white light flashed, and they each returned to their original places with just one move.

In this situation, Qinghe couldn't help but think of the top of the Forbidden City, the grand duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, and the victory and defeat were also divided with one move.

A strand of black hair fell in the air, it was the swordsman's.

Who loses and who wins, it goes without saying.

Li Jiang opened his mouth and said, "The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that it's too slow." ”

There is no contempt, just a simple retelling of a fact.

All four turned their heads to look at the swordsman at the same time.

This time, instead of getting angry, the swordsman looked up to the sky and laughed: "Among the strong, only opponents are opposed!" He looked at Li Jiang, "May I ask Your Excellency's name, what is the sect?"

Li Jiang said lightly: "Qingyun Sect, Li Jiang." ”

Li Jiang ...... Okay, good, good......" said the word "good" three times in a row, and you can see the excitement of finding an opponent.

Li Jiang's name was firmly in his heart, his eyes were full of light, and he said to Li Jiang: "I lost to you today, because my skills are not as good as others, after a year, I will be successful in swordsmanship, I will go to Qingyun Sect to find you, and then we will fight again!"

After that, he didn't wait for everyone's reaction, turned around and left in style.

The four of them got up and came to Li Jiang's side, looked at the door together, and watched the back of the swordsman slowly disappear.

Qinghe: "Although this person is very crazy, he is quite persistent in swordsmanship. ”

Li Jiang: "And the cultivation is not weak, the sword just now, I just had the upper hand in speed, in terms of swordsmanship, he is still superior." ”

Everyone knew it.

Halfway, Li Jiang looked at the sky and said, "It's time to go." ”

......

In the evening, the ancient road of the sunset, shrouded in the red glow, the country of the apocalypse, has a unique flavor.

Pulling the horse out of the capital, Qinghe looked back at the prosperous capital, and a sigh of emotion surged in his heart.

The horses seemed to be unable to wait to hit the road, and kept grinding the land, kicking up a puff of dust.

"Wait a minute!

Just as he was about to get on the horse, there was an anxious shout behind him, and Qinghe looked back and saw that it was Changping.

She galloped on the fiery red steed, dressed in red streamers, just as they had seen each other.

Changping got off the horse and ran in front of Qinghe in a few steps. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, as if he had just cried.

She can't hide things, and any emotions are written on her face, and she is sad and sad when she sees Qinghe.

"You're leaving?" said in a tremolo, crying.

Qinghe nodded: "Hmm." ”

Changping lowered his head, faintly crying.

Qinghe didn't comfort her, people always have to be separated, and long pain is better than short pain.

After waiting for a while, Changping slowly calmed down, took out two brocade bags from his sleeve and stuffed them into Qinghe's hand.

Seeing her shirk, she hurriedly spoke: "Don't refuse, this may be the only thing I can do for you." ”

Looking at those wet eyes, Qinghe had no choice but to accept them, "What's in it?"

Changping pointed to one of them and said, "This is an elixir, they are all holy products, you will definitely use them in the future." ”

"As for the other, inside are the seeds of the tulip flower. Do you remember that you said that you would take me to see a different scenery and a different sky outside," she wiped her eyes and said with a wry smile: "It's a pity that I can't go now, so let it go for me." "Let it stay with you, too, as if I had always been there for you.

Qinghe looked at her and whispered, "Thank you, it's a pity that I have nothing to give you." ”

Changping suddenly showed a smile, mixed with bitterness, "Who said that the time spent with these friends of you these days is the best gift for me." ”

Silly girl.

Qinghe looked at her with a smile, and the two looked at each other speechlessly.

The wind is blowing.

Looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, tears soaked his eyes, and Changping stood in place in a daze, muttering into the wind.

"You say, can we ever see each other again?"

No one answered.

Maybe, not.

But I will always remember you, no matter how married we are, it will always be you who spend this unforgettable time with me.