49. Although the past has become a cloud of smoke, it is not a kiss goodbye from the god of song
The head of the house is wow-wow-cool in his heart 49 The past is not Jacky Cheung's kiss goodbye anyway
A pair of snake eyes slowly filtered through Zhuo Qiuyan's people, and their sticky gaze fell on Situ Yuntian, making people extremely uncomfortable:
"It's been 1,100 years, and I've waited so long to finally see you again. ”
In a word, because the remaining two unconsciously looked at Situ Yuntian, their faces were at a loss.
What kind of relationship is this, and it has been remembered for so long?
Is it love, is it hate, is it hatred, is it grudge?
Looking at the other party's gloomy and gloomy face, it doesn't look like a deep love, and it is somewhat credible to say that it is from love to hate. More than a thousand years?
How much hatred is this, how much resentment is this? Do you want people to worry about it for so long?
Zhuo Qiuyan's question marks kept popping up in his head, no matter how he kept his face, he couldn't hide his super gossip heart, although Shen Bizhou was plain, his eyes were full of puzzlement.
Situ Yuntian was a little embarrassed by the two of them, he hasn't had his 400th birthday yet, this person is measured in thousands, directly up for a thousand years, how can it be him.
"This Daoist brother, I'm afraid I recognized the wrong person, right?!"
"Hmph, how could I admit my mistake?"
A few sneers came out of his nostrils, his eyes were fixed on Situ Yuntian's face, and a heavy hatred poured out for a while, and the overly intense emotions caused this person's throat to itch, and he couldn't help but raise his hand against his lower lip, and after a long cough, he let out a long breath before continuing:
"Back then, you jumped off Zhuxiantai for that person and gave me up in this poor and remote place, for a thousand years, I thought about you day and night, how could I admit my mistake. ”
At this time, Zhuo Qiuyan understood that this person was Situ Yuntian's former enemy, and he came to Situ Yuntian to settle the account.
And Situ Yuntian, who has always been hesitant to show his image, has a little unbearable on his face, and he is also the most favored little apprentice, he has always been a figure with a head and a face, and he will be called a little uncle when he walks there, but now he is being chased and told gossip about his previous life in front of the two juniors, which is really damaging to his image.
This person kept talking about the marriage in his previous life, and when he said such incomprehensible words, he couldn't refute it directly, after all, he didn't know the details of this person, so he could only ask stubbornly:
"Brother Dao?"
"You don't remember me, do you?"
Squinting his eyes slightly, a few traces of sadness were sandwiched between his eyes, and this person sighed:
"No wonder you don't recognize me, you must have forgotten it all a long time since you reincarnated. ”
At this time, Situ Yuntian was simply a monk of the second zhang, puzzled.
Who is this man?
didn't wait for him to speak, but Zhuo Qiuyan on the side grabbed the conversation and said bluntly:
"Brother Dao has said so much, but he hasn't said anything important, it's better to say it bluntly!"
Zhuo Qiuyan listened to it for a long time, and when he saw that this person's words flickered, and he deliberately told the facts so obscurely, he didn't look like a good person, the doubts in his heart expanded more and more, and his face became solemn, so he intercepted the conversation between the two of them and hit the nail on the head.
"What are you, dare to interject!"
This person's eyes were fixed on Situ Yuntian's face without moving at all, but he scolded Zhuo Qiuyan sharply.
Before his words fell, a sword qi swung towards Zhuo Qiuyan, thunderous.
Zhuo Qiuyan didn't expect him to suddenly attack, he didn't make any preparations, but Shen Bizhou had been on guard on the side, seeing that the sword qi was coming all over the sky, he whipped the soft whip in his hand, and a fierce wind rose to the ground, blocking the sword qi for Zhuo Qiuyan.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Shen Bizhou took a close step, hid Zhuo Qiuyan, who was a little embarrassed, behind him, and asked in a deep voice.
"My name is Disgusting Innocent, it's his sword spirit ......"