Chapter 148: Far Away
A raid that ended without a problem came to an end, the reading seed of the school palace was safe and sound, and Zhou Xuance was not seriously injured, so this attack and killing, for the school palace, there was actually no loss, after this attack, there were two things that would spread all over the world.
After the Demon Sect fell back then, many of the great Confucians in the academies had issued an article angrily accusing Lin Hongzhu of being a deceitful and exterminating the ancestors, and he was a scum under Confucianism, but the articles written by those great Confucians at that time were all sent after the news that the sect leader had died, and the timing was delicate, so people had to applaud, but it was originally just a icing on the cake, after the news that Lin Hongzhu had not yet died, thinking about those old guys, they really had to think about what the article had writtenγ
As for the old ancestor of Jianshan Xu Lin down the mountain to make a sword, in fact, compared to Lin Hongzhu's reappearance in the world, it is more eye-catching, and has always been known as an invincible swordsman in the same realm.
Liang Yi, the master of Shen Xie Mountain, climbed the sword mountain, needless to say, the ancestor of the sword mountain, Xu Lone, must have come out of the sword, but the final result does not need to be guessed, naturally he lost to the first person in the Daomen, which is understandable, after all, Liang is also said to be only half a step away from the top of the saint, the saint does not come out, and it is normal for no one to stop him.
But on that day, it was rumored that the Chao Sword Immortal was still facing a certain Taoist saint in a certain place, although the two did not really let go of their hands and feet to fight, but their own momentum alone was enough to explain a lot of things.
The power of the saint is indeed not something that the human monks under the clouds can speculate.
What is even more shocking is that just half a month ago, news came back from the demon earth, saying that before Chao Qingqiu faced the Taoist saint, he actually had a saint battle with two demon earth giants.
No one knows the process, but in the end, after Chao Qingqiu returned to the mountains and rivers unharmed, as long as he is not a fool, he knows that today's Chao Qingqiu, if there is no accident, he is already a saint and does not dare to provoke easily.
With Chao Qingqiu, a sword immortal, in charge, now Xu Lin has inexplicably descended the mountain to produce a sword, which is even more worthy of thought.
No matter how the Sword Mountain falls, it is not necessarily that Xu Lin will go down the mountain to attack and kill these Confucian monks for no reason, so after Xu Lin takes out the sword this time, the turmoil caused will not be small.
It's just that at the moment, no one would have thought that Xu Lin took out the sword for a little swordsman who was no more than the second realm.
Even if that's true.
Holding a bunch of food reading seeds and running here with tears in her eyes, she originally thought that she would be able to accept Li Fuyao no matter how dead she looked, but she didn't expect that after she ran here, the sight that caught her eye was something she hadn't thought of before.
Li Fuyao, who was sitting under a certain roof, was looking into the distance, eating the pill Gu Yuan gave him before like chewing a sugar pill.
Gu Yuan suddenly stopped and shouted loudly: "Li Fuyao, you are not dead yet?!"
Li Fuyao turned his head with difficulty, and said with a smile: "Where did you die so easily?"
When laughing, pulling the wound, Li Fuyao actually smiled very reluctantly.
Gu Yuan, the little girl, didn't notice it, but after running over, she put down a lot of food, and then wiped her face and breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Fuyao looked at the little girl's red eyes and quipped: "Why, I really thought I was dead, so I couldn't wait to cry?"
Gu Yuan listened to this, and subconsciously snorted coldly, but as soon as he turned his head to look at Li Fuyao, he tried his best to hold back, and just asked with concern: "Li Fuyao, you were beaten, does it hurt, do you want me to rub it for you?"
Li Fu shook his head, and pretended to be scared and said, "By all means, if you wait for you to return to the school palace and say that you leaked your mouth, those senior brothers who love you can't wait to pick my skin?"
Gu Yuan stared at Li Fuyao several times, frowned, and said, "Li Fuyao, how many times have I told you, we scholars, we are not so unreasonable." β
Li Fuyao tugged at the corners of his mouth, noncommittal.
Gu Yuan's mind was lively, and after seeing that Li Fuyao couldn't die, he began to talk about other things, "I saw an old man before, he was so powerful, he defeated that red-robed man with one sword, and Uncle Shi couldn't do it, is he an old-timer of your Sword Mountain?"
Li Fuyao touched his head, "Yes, it's the most powerful old-timer on our Sword Mountain." β
Gu Yuan nodded, and soon sighed again, "Li Fuyao, when will you become as powerful as that old man?"
Li Fuyao thought about it carefully before giving a pertinent answer, "How can it take one or two hundred years, if you are unlucky, you may not be able to go to that realm in this life." β
Gu Yuan sighed, "It's over, it's over, thinking that you Li Fuyao will be angry one day, it's better for me to be angry first!"
Li Fuyao laughed, but soon bared his teeth because of the wound.
This was kicked over by a Confucian in the twilight realm, and it was really unbearable.
Gu Yuan covered her mouth and giggled, and then she began to go to the food in Li Fuyao's arms and turned out a bag of fruits, chewing them one by one, feeling the sour taste in her mouth, the little girl frowned, but she didn't stop moving in her mouth, she looked very cute.
Li Fuyao lowered his head, and also picked up a bag of fruits, and he was also eating, but one by one, eating very slowly.
He didn't feel sour, only a little bitter.
Zhou Xuance, who was belated, stood in the distance, looking at this young swordsman with a deciduous identity, and his expression was in a trance.
He had never seen the sword immortal Chao Qingqiu, whose fame had already spread to the outside of the sky, nor had he seen those sword immortals six thousand years ago, but he faintly felt that the young man in front of him was very similar to that kind of sword immortal.
Although there is no reason to act as a support point.
Zhou Xuance shook his head and smiled.
When the scholar who had read a lot of books suddenly felt that it was time to lift his sword, he also felt that maybe he would achieve higher achievements by practicing the sword, and then the scholar was trapped in the Luoyang Star Picking Tower.
Thinking of the scholar named Li Changgu, Zhou Xuance suddenly laughed in a low voice: "A small star-picking tower can really trap you? According to the old man, it shouldn't be, then when are you going to go downstairs to see this world? Or look up at the clouds?"
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The high-rise building in Luoyang City called Star Picking Tower.
The sword aura overflowed.
A middle-aged man in gray cloth clothes sitting on the roof of a building is flipping through some poems he wrote when he was young, the manuscript of poems that has been written for twenty years, the middle-aged man has not remembered most of them, but when he reads them, he will only remember some things.
Now I look at a manuscript of poems called "Acacia" was written when he was young, the poem is not very brilliant, but the ending sentence "The manuscript traveled 30,000 miles, and the poor drifted down a hill" made him a little trance.
When he first wrote this poem, he was still studying in the school palace, and he wrote this poem just to express his lovesickness, and after writing it, he thought that one day he would tell her when he saw her again, but he didn't expect that when he saw her again, she was already married to a wife.
Missed many.
The middle-aged man sighed silently, closed the poem, and turned his head to look at the scene outside the building.
The iron sword at his waist trembled slightly.
Seventy years of spring and autumn, this man's knowledge is actually much higher than before, but there is no one upstairs, I don't know who to talk to.
It doesn't matter if he is trapped here, or whether he paints the ground as a prison by himself, anyway, he has been in this star-picking tower for seventy years, and he doesn't know how long he will stay.
The middle-aged man didn't have much thought about this, and whether to go downstairs or not was just a trivial matter.
When the time comes, it's time to go downstairs.
If the time is not right, what about going downstairs?
There was a sound of small footsteps behind the middle-aged man, and soon a gentle voice sounded in his ears, "Mr. Changgu, there is something I can't think through, so I came to ask Mr. β
Li Changgu didn't turn his head, and replied calmly: "What's the matter?"
Needless to say, the man who dared to call himself me in Luoyang City was naturally the Emperor of Yanling.
Emperor Yanling asked gently, "If a Taoist figure walks into my Luoyang City, should I have someone stop her and send her to Yanling Academy?"
Li Changgu said flatly: "If it is really a big Taoist figure, who can stop Luoyang City?"
Emperor Yanling explained in a low voice: "That Liangxi Dao species, Ye Shengge entered Luoyang City a few days ago. β
Li Changgu nodded, and soon said: "Guan Lord Liang Yi's beloved apprentice, if you want to fight her idea, even if Yanling Academy wants to make a move, you don't dare to blatantly, if something happens in your Luoyang City, and you can't find the culprit, will it be difficult for you to keep this city?"
Emperor Yanling laughed, "In this way, I don't know anything. β
Li Chang
Gu explained: "Just letting you know the news is not easy to know about this matter. β
Emperor Yanling nodded, "I naturally know this, and the reason why I came to ask Mr. Changgu is just to ask for peace of mind." β
Li Changgu stood up, pinned the manuscript of the poem to his waist at will, turned his head to look into the eyes of Emperor Yanling, and said seriously: " The throne of your dynasty is easy to sit on or not, if you have to stick to your own ideas, maybe one day someone in your palace will pick off your head, on the contrary, it will be too safe and stable for a lifetime, and any major event will be stopped by that school palace for you, you know this in your heart, and I also know it, so I don't say much, I Li Changgu want to say more today is that although people in the world know about this matter, there are really very few choices with you, at least in my opinion, there will not be too much. It's not to praise you, you should know, but those people in this world who want to do something special often end up badly, such as me, who has been trapped in this building for 70 years, such as you, may suddenly die, such an ending, you really don't feel uncomfortable at all?"
Emperor Yanling rubbed his brows and said helplessly: "Be cautious, like walking on thin ice." β
Li Changgu laughed at himself: "That's the case, you can live a long time without feeling sorry for yourself." β
Emperor Yanling deliberately didn't listen to the meaning of Li Changgu's words, but just walked a few steps to sort out those scattered poems for this gentleman, but when he sorted them out, he really saw a few brilliant verses, Emperor Yanling was a little distracted, but he still didn't say anything, but Li Changgu said softly: "In the poems, there are some inappropriate truths, and you will get tired of listening to others." β
Emperor Yanling remembered something and laughed softly: "Not necessarily, sir, did you ever know that there is a real scholar in Luoyang City." β
Li Changgu laughed.
Emperor Yanling said calmly: "That scholar, his chess skills are not bad, I have read Mr. Poems, although I have not praised him, but in just a few words, I can see the admiration for Mr. β
Li Changgu sat back down, he wasn't very interested in these things.
Emperor Yanling sat down again and said with a smile: "It's good to talk to Mr. Changgu about what Mr. Changgu doesn't know." β
Li Changgu didn't say anything.
Emperor Yanling remembered the previous spy report and said softly: "For the Demon Sect Leader Lin Hongzhu, has Mr. Changgu heard of it?"
"The Demon Sect back then, after being exterminated by the School Palace, it was already said that no one in the entire Demon Sect survived, but Lin Hongzhu's corpse was not seen, so I think that this sect leader is still in the world, right, why, he has reappeared in the world?"
Emperor Yanling said with a smile: "This Demon Sect Leader is bold and has been silent for many years, and as soon as he made a move, he did a big thing and attacked Mr. Zhou Xuance of the School Palace. β
Li Changgu was stunned, "That old gentleman is the Demon Sect that was destroyed by himself back then. Lin Hongzhu's cultivation was not as good as that of the old gentleman back then, and now there should be no chance of winning. β
Emperor Yanling said with a smile: "I don't know the specific content, but I just know that at the border of the Chen State, the old ancestor of Jianshan Xu Lin went down the mountain to make a sword, Lin Hongzhu was defeated, and a monk also suffered, but it is not clear who it is." β
Li Changgu turned his head, "Xu Lone?"
Emperor Yanling nodded slowly.
Li Changgu said with some regret: "The ancestor of Sword Mountain was originally a figure who was expected to become a sword immortal, if he hadn't made a forcible move back then, it wouldn't have been so easy for Liang Yi to go to Sword Mountain before he came." β
Emperor Yanling smiled, "A mountain monk like Mr. I can't understand it at all. β
Li Changgu didn't say much, and just smiled in the end.
In the end, the monks on the mountain are no different from ordinary people, but they have the ability to open their horizons, except for a few who rarely stand on the mountain peak and don't think too much, the rest of the monks think and think like ordinary people, and the intrigue is not unique to the mountain.
In Li Changgu's view, these things are too normal.
The benevolence, righteousness and morality preached by Confucianism may not necessarily be implemented within the school palace, and there is really no mustard between several saints, dedicated to Confucianism and the people of the mountains and rivers?
I'm afraid not necessarily.
Confucianism is still like this, and it is even more so in Liangxi.
It's just hard to say.
Dao seed Ye Shengge was attacked several times next time, this Confucian reading seed walked the world once, is it not the same to be targeted and calculated?
Is there really an essential difference between Confucianism, which is full of truth, and Taoism, which has always used fists as the truth?
Li Changgu has been thinking about it, but he hasn't thought it through.
Li Changgu, who was stunned, sighed and looked down at the iron sword at his waist.
In this mountain and river, it is really the most chic swordsman.
It's just that this situation is struggling.
Emperor Yanling went downstairs after staying on the Star Picking Tower for a while, after all, there were some things that he still needed to deal with, if he didn't see this emperor in the palace, I was afraid that it wouldn't be too peaceful for long.
Before going downstairs, Li Changgu suddenly pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist and said earnestly: "If you really want to do that, remember to think carefully and act carefully." β
Emperor Yanling nodded, signaling that it should be so.
Li Changgu no longer talks nonsense.
Emperor Yanling went downstairs.
After Emperor Yanling was far away, Li Changgu looked up, that day he slashed the yellow dragon's head with a sword and returned to the morning and twilight, and the next time he took out the sword, it was the time to go out of the building, and the morning and twilight were followed by the spring and autumn.
But the sword at his waist should be unsheathed again, and he should have gone upstairs.
Climb to the top of the building to see the sea.
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Xu Lin returned to Sword Mountain.
Before going to Sword Mountain, this Sword Mountain Old Ancestor went to the bottom of the cliff.
Outside the bamboo house under the cliff, three taels in gray robes and four taels in white clothes stood side by side, waiting for the ancestors.
Xu Lin came to the bottom of the big stone, stopped, and asked softly: "After Xu Lin dies, if there is something on the mountain, can the seniors make a move?"
The expression of Sanliang, whose face was no different from that of the young man, was flat, "I'm at the bottom of the cliff, how can I get out?"
Xu Xiao smiled suddenly, "The junior has set up a sword formation on the Sword Mountain, and with the help of thousands of swords in the Sword Mountain, the senior will naturally be able to leave for a short time." β
Sanliang was silent for a moment and asked a question, "Xu Lian, what did you go up the mountain to practice swords for?"
Xu Xiao said softly: "It's not that when I was young, I read some scripts, and I think that the heroes who use swords in the rivers and lakes are really much more courageous than those who use other blades, I originally thought that it would be good to become a hero in this life, who knew that there was still a chance to touch the threshold of the sword fairy, although it was just a glimpse, but there was really no regret." β
Sanliang questioned: "Really no regrets?"
Xu Lin sighed, "To be honest, I have a lot of regrets. β
Sanliang stretched out his hand, "If there is really this day, I won't wait for Liu Xiang." β
Xu Lin smiled and threw the old things over, and was about to turn around and leave, but when he turned around, he suddenly asked, "Dare to ask the seniors, is it really possible that Liu Jianxian is still alive?"
Sanliang said calmly: "Since you can't be sure that he is dead, why don't you believe that he is still alive, you are not so lucky, you have never seen Liu Xiang, but I have really seen it, people like him will not die so simply." β
Xu Xiao nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and turned to leave.
Sanliang casually threw the old things into a sword forest behind, and then turned his head to look at Siliang beside him.
The well-informed Siliang said softly: "Do you want to say, what if Liu Xiang really comes back, but you leave first? According to me, what does it matter, you and Liu Xiang don't have to be together all the time, and you don't have to consider him in the choices you make." β
Sanliang, who was dressed in a gray robe, said with a smile: "I want to see you more than waiting for Liu Xiang." β
Four taels did not hesitate to hit a chestnut on the head of three taels.
Sanliang frowned.
Siliang snorted coldly: "You are not allowed to come into the house when you sleep at night!"
Sanliang's face was suddenly covered with gloom.
No one should mess with this unreasonable mother-in-law!
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Xu Lian, who came to Wenjianping, changed into a gray cloth shirt, tied his hair with a headband, and then sat down in the center of Wenjianping.
This old ancestor, who had supported Sword Mountain alone for many years, had a flat expression and a smile on his face.
Looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, reminiscing about the bits and pieces of these years, when he first lifted his sword, when he stepped into the avenue of swordsman, when he fought against others for the first time, and when he became a swordsman known to everyone in the world.
After thinking too much, the old ancestor suddenly laughed softly.
"I've been a sword all my life, and I've really missed a lot of scenery. β
No one answered, for there was no one else on this sword mountain.
A sense of desolation.
The old ancestor said to himself: "I Xu Lin was sixteen years old to lift the sword, this life was born for the sword, never did half of the time against the heart, between life, there is only one thing to regret, that is not to go to the sea, the rest of the things are not complaining." That's it, it's better to be here for the rest of your life. β
"Chen Sheng, you stinky boy, I don't want you to be a teacher
It's for the sword immortal, but you fucking take care of that little guy for the old man, if you don't do it, see if the old man doesn't reward you with 108,000 swords!"
"Wu Shanhe, the burden of Jianshan is on you, you have to carry it, the prosperity will decline, and the decline has reached the present, and the swordsman is the time when the dead wood is in spring, and the sword mountain will be in you in the future, not in the future. This must be kept in mind. β
"Fuyao little guy, you little guy must go far ahead, to see what the Canghai Realm is like, to see what is above the Canghai Sea, in short, you can't stop, the master is watching you in the sky. β
After the ancestor said this, he laughed.
Until dusk, the old man was babbling something, until at last he reached out and seemed to want to grasp something, and after trembling for a long time, he realized that the old man was using his hand as a sword.
Compared to a sword pose.
The swordsman is dying.
Incomparably bleak.
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Somewhere in the northern demon land, Chen Sheng, who was piercing a demon cultivator with a sword, suddenly raised his head.
A bloody face.
He suddenly looked in the direction of Sword Mountain.
The swordsman suddenly muttered in a low voice, "Master?"
No one answered.
At that moment just now, Chen Sheng really felt a twitch in his heart for a moment.
All of a sudden, it was very sad.
Chen Sheng casually pulled out the white fish sword.
He glanced at the south with a frown.
I wiped my face casually.
The Twilight Swordsman looked at the two demon cultivators in the distance and walked slowly.
The setting sun stretched Chen Sheng's back very long.
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Another white-robed swordsman, who was also in the Demon Land, did not fight against people, but there was a man in a green shirt standing beside him.
The man in the green shirt has a very strong demonic aura, and he doesn't bother to cover it.
After all, in the demon land, this man in green shirt can rank in the top six.
The one in a white robe, the sword immortal Chao Qingqiu!
The man in the green shirt is the demon earth giant Qingtianjun!
These two are both monks from the Canghai Realm.
Qingtianjun was the first to speak, "Chao Qingqiu, now that the last swordsman on Sword Mountain has died, what do you think?"
Chao Qingqiu's tone was flat, "Kill a few more demon land giants." β
Qingtianjun said helplessly: "Tell me about your temper, no one in the demon land will go to you for trouble with the swordsmen, and if you don't provoke the Taoist and Confucian sects in the mountains and rivers, you will come to us for the trouble of these demon cultivators." β
Chao Qingqiu said calmly: "When I stand here, there are so many people who want me to die, and standing there is actually the same. β
Qingtianjun smiled heartily, "You are the first in the world in Qingqiu's killing power, and the people in the three sects are afraid that you will be the first to become an immortal, and we are also afraid of the demon land, so everyone thinks about you dying." β
Chao Qingqiu didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth hooked up an arc.
Qingtianjun whispered: "It's just that your purpose towards Qingqiu is not this, there are many variables in becoming an immortal, who knows if this broken mountain and river can make you, a true sword immortal, stay at that time, if you can't stay, won't it be so that the mountain and river swordsman will have no protection, then it is better for you to become an immortal at that time, anyway, it will be a foregone conclusion when the swordsman will be destroyed." You are really tired of living, not only do you want to be invincible in the world, but you can't go too far, and you can't allow the rest of you to walk in front of you. β
Chao Qingqiu turned his head, shrugged his shoulders, and made a rare joke, "Qingtianjun, I should have pierced you with a sword back then." β
Qingtianjun took a few steps back, looked at Chao Qingqiu with fear, Chao Qingqiu smiled indifferently, and his figure was no more.
Qingtianjun breathed a sigh of relief.
Chao Qingqiu's half friend is him, and he is Chao Qingqiu's half friend.
It's a bit of a mouthful, but it's true.
Chao Qingqiu has lived in this life, but I am afraid that I don't have many friends, not even half of my friends.
is qualified to be Chao Qingqiu's friend, and I really can't find much.
Even if you find so many, Chao Qingqiu is willing to do it, and I will say it!
After all, this sword immortal is unparalleled in the world.
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In a certain street and alley in Luoyang City, Ye Shengge, who was dressed in a white dress, took a string of sugar gourds and walked slowly on a certain street, in front of which was a group of children playing in the alley, among which there was a little girl with pigtails wearing a small red cotton jacket, perhaps because the little girl's father was afraid that the little girl was suffering from the cold, so the little girl was dressed so thickly in this late autumn.
Ye Shengge walked forward, it happened that the group of children were chasing each other in the alley, the little girl chased a child and ran this way, the child was very clever to avoid Ye Shengge, but when it was the little girl's turn, the little girl only cared about running with her head buried and did not see Ye Shengge in front.
collided with Ye Shengge.
The little girl was in pain and cried on the spot.
Ye Shengge, who was holding a string of sugar gourds, wanted to bend down to pick up the little girl, and saw a woman walking out of a house not far in front of him.
When the woman saw this scene, even if she scolded, most of the content was to ask Ye Shengge why she bumped into her daughter, Ye Shengge frowned, and raised her head to look at the woman.
The woman's mouth went on and she began to curse something even more excessive.
It's hard to hear, such as foxes.
Ye Shengge took out an ingot of silver and smashed it on the woman's forehead with an expressionless face.
With a thud, the woman fell backwards.
But she quickly stood up, but not to trouble Ye Shengge, but to find the ingot of silver.
The woman never cared about the little girl.
Ye Shengge shook his head, squatted down, and handed the sugar gourd to the little girl, who hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to take it.
Many of the children on the side swallowed their saliva, but now they are wondering why they didn't bump into this sister in the white dress.
The woman saw this in the distance, and laughed loudly: "Girl, take it, this girl is a good person, don't be afraid." β
The little girl hesitantly stretched out her hand to take it.
It's just that there are still some tears on his face.
Ye Shengge didn't have the slightest affection for that woman, but when he lowered his head and looked at this little girl, he suddenly felt a little distracted.
This little girl is really good-looking.
Holding the little girl holding the sugar gourd, Ye Shengge suddenly lowered his head and asked, "Lead me to Luoyang City for a spin?"
The little girl got a bunch of sugar gourds and quickly nodded.
The woman in the distance was too lazy to care about these things.
Let Ye Shengge lead the little girl forward.
I'm not worried at all about whether my daughter is going to be coaxed away.
In this Luoyang City, I haven't found out that anyone's child was taken away like this.
Ye Shengge led the little girl to walk on the streets of Luoyang City before asking, "What's your name?"
The little girl who was biting the sugar gourd replied timidly: "Li Xiaoxue." β
Ye Shengge frowned and said, "You are alone in your family, do you have a brother or something?" β
The little girl shook her head and asked with a puzzled expression, "Sister, why do you ask that?"
Ye Shengge replied calmly: "It's just that looking at your mother, I don't seem to like you very much, is it your mother?"
The little girl said with some sadness: "My mother has always had this temper, and my father still likes me very much, but my father is doing business in the east of the city on weekdays and is not at home." β
Ye Shengge nodded, signaling that he understood.
After walking a long way with Ye Shengge, the little girl's words gradually increased, and after the little girl became familiar with Ye Shengge, she began to pull this white-clothed sister around, which made Ye Shengge a little unexpected and caught off guard.
The two men, one older and one younger, had gone far and wide, and it was almost dusk when they returned to the alley, and the woman was not at the door, and the little girl stopped and patted her clothes.
Embarrassedly, he looked up at Ye Shengge and said, "If my mother sees that my clothes are dirty, I will be scolded." β
Ye Shengge was noncommittal.
Just let go of your hand and say goodbye to the little girl.
The little girl took a few steps, and suddenly quickened her steps and ran forward.
Instead of running to your own house, you are running to the mouth of the alley.
A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman picked up the little girl and laughed heartily.
Ye Shengge watched from a distance, stunned.
The middle-aged man should be the father of the little girl Li Xiaoxue.
Ye Shengge turned around and left.
The little girl over there seemed to be still talking to her father, and then pointed to Ye Shengge's back.
The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, but he just held the little girl and pushed open the door of his house.
There are some words that no one knows, no one has ever heard.
Because the middle-aged man didn't say it to anyone.
But in fact, some things have actually happened, and no one can deny it.
Even if no one knows, what happened is the truth.
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