The three of them went back in a daze.

As soon as he arrived at Motan, Tong Ziyi immediately went to find Jiang Hua and asked, "Teacher, who is Zhong Ci?"

Nangong Liuxi and Wind Cliff were also very puzzled.

Jiang Hua sighed: "You should always know the truth, Zhong Ci is a one-in-a-million cultivation genius...... In fact, he likes you, it's really destined to ...... You are too similar to him, they are both children abandoned by the family, but you are different, he lives as a blade, and you live as a light.

When he came to the ink altar, I knew that he was different from that group of children, he almost beat those disciples to death in the first round of martial arts tests, but his eyes did not have the slightest wave, I knew that he was unhappy, as a teacher, I had to save him.

I told him that his eyes didn't look like they were teenagers, and that they weren't as dark as they should be for his age.

He was also willful at that time, and he did not give up.

So I took him under my door, gradually, he was willing to open his heart, I know that he has his own secrets, has his purpose, but it doesn't matter, as long as a young man is standing in the rivers and lakes, it is the honor of the ink world. ”

"At that time, the teacher must have spent a lot of energy to turn such a stubborn person into the reckless teenager who later became. After hearing this, Tong Ziyi couldn't help but take Jiang Hua's hand and be a little moved.

"Teaching and educating people is my job, I am very glad that when I met you, he became more and more free and easy, and more and more personal......

Unfortunately, things are unpredictable......

Those young men can't come back. ”

Jiang Hua stood in the middle of the courtyard, word by word with mist, wearing a fur collar, clean like a breeze and moon, he just stood there and was everyone in the literary world, and he was an admirable backbone.

Narrow sense of both.

"Today, Liuxi's father went to the palace to meet him, and we will carry it for you. ”

They nodded when they heard this, and they could only wait for news.

But this is to turn the world upside down, and once again be vain and helpless.

Spring is yet to come, and the harsh winter has frozen all of Kyoto.

They never thought that life was like deliberately playing tricks on people, beating them to the bottom, and they would never be able to turn over.

Tong Qianmo's arrival seems to be the end of the world again.

"Zhong Ci can't wake up, but the sect disciples can change a batch.

Although there are many people who have been branded, they will not be more than all the sects. ”

Tong Ziyi stared at the indifferent man in front of him, he was like a devil who eats people and does not spit out bones, eating away at her empty heart.

"Xiaoyi, hand it over. ”

Tong Ziyi took a few steps back and roared, "This is the only evidence that my uncle has ever existed!

"Tong Ziyi!"

Tong Qianmo saw that she was so stubborn and no longer patiently affected her temperament.

Jiang Hua pulled her and stopped in front of everyone, without a word of momentum but without losing anyone.

"Why didn't the Taoist let go of a little girl?"

"Yunshan literati?" Tong Qianmo sneered, ignored him, looked at Nangong Liuxi, and said by the way: "Miss Nangong, your father is still in the palace, you say, do you still have a chance to meet?"

"Tong Ziyi, do you really think that you can escape with just the three of you?"

Jiang Hua glanced at Nangong Liuxi and asked her to take Tong Ziyi first, but Nangong Liuxi was unwilling at this time and shook her head desperately.

Just at the last moment, when the cold wind was cold, a soft warmth was blown, and the purple petals followed, fluttering and sprinkling, blowing the ink altar like a peaceful scene in spring.

Qing also flew down with the purple light veil like a fairy descending to earth, blocking between them, looking at Tong Qianmo with cold eyes.

Tong Qianmo panicked for the first time, and said in surprise: "What are you doing?!"

"How could I stay out of the matter when it comes to the Yueyi Gate?"

Qing also smiled, and even the petals around her body flew more beautifully.

Is this the mother's circle?

It's beautiful.

Tong Ziyi looked at the dreamlike scenery in front of her and couldn't help but be attracted.

The disciples behind Tong Qianmo began to talk again.

Tong Qianmo's voice lowered a little, but he still sneered: "You are the one who asks the palace sect! It has long been related to the Yueyi Gate! You don't want to wade in this muddy water!"

"Really?"

Qing Ye still has that indifferent appearance, she smiled, and her beauty is not inferior to Qing Zhijun.