"What do you want? ”

Qingli put the vegetables into the bowl of Zhixi, Zhixi came back to his senses, looked at the food in the bowl, and his heart was a little warm.

I don't know if she will be able to live like this for the rest of her life when everything is over and the glitz fades.

A bowl of hot rice, half a day away.

"Thank you, Qingli. ”

You've said these two words many times, but I don't want to hear them. ”

"Then I won't say it. ”

"Eat. ”

"Got it. ”

Qingli smiled helplessly, lowered her head and ate with Zhixi.

Zhixi was surprised to find that the dishes on this table were really her favorite food.

She was stunned, and a strange feeling surged in her heart.

I can't tell, I can't tell.

She put away her thoughts, lowered her head and finished her meal.

After the two finished eating, they withdrew the meal and made a pot of tea.

Qingli's tea art is very good, his movements are careful and elegant, with his light and handsome face, the whole process is like a painting, eye-catching.

"Drink tea. ”

Zhixi took the tea handed by Qingli and tasted it, it tasted very good, just like Qingli and his people.

It looks light, but the aftertaste is sweet and long.

Listening to the sound of birds outside the window, Zhixi suddenly saw a painting in the room.

Her heart moved, she got out of the bed, walked to the side of the painting, and looked at it carefully.

The painting is painted with green glass, and the painting is not very good, but it is very expressive.

At a glance, you can see that the level of the painter is not high, but he knows Qingli very well.

The charm of green glass is vividly reflected in the rough painting.

Zhi Xi's eyes shifted, and when she saw the words on the painting, her heart suddenly struck.

How can this handwriting be exactly the same as your own?

In her previous life, she wrote medical records, and when she was in charge, she wrote her life, and her handwriting couldn't be clearer.

This is clearly the words she wrote!

She looked down, and sure enough, she saw the word stop.

She was a little stunned, and there were ripples in her heart.

"This is what I painted?"

Zhi Xi looked at the painting that was not exquisite, but it was very expressive, and asked.

"Isn't there a payment?"

"When was it drawn?"

"More than 10,000 years ago. ”

Zhixi stretched out his hand and stroked the handwriting on the paper, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

"Really, did I draw it?" said Zhixi's voice a little hoarse.

"What's wrong?" Qingli didn't understand why Zhixi was like this.

Zhi Xi withdrew his thoughts and shook his head.

There was one more thing on her mind.

At this moment, the voice of the attendant came from outside.

"Divine Venerable, the old sect master has arrived. ”

"Is he alone?"

"There is also the Qinghua Divine Venerable. ”

Qingli's brows furrowed, and after a moment, he said, "Got it, let them go to the main hall and wait, and I'll come." ”

"Yes, Divine Venerable. ”

Hearing Qinghua's name, Zhi Xi immediately became vigilant.

The news of her going to Qinglian Lingshan is known to the entire immortal world, and it must not be easy for Qinghua to come now.

She didn't believe that he just came to Qingli to catch up, and most of the target was her.

And who is this old sect master?

Qinghua, the sect leader of the Bixiao Sect, only became a god in front of him, not the sect master.

It can be seen how high the status of this old sect master is.

"Come with me. ”

"Why?" a hint of surprise flashed across Zhixi's face.

"Master is here to see you. ”

"Master?" Zhi Xi was surprised.

"My master is also Qinghua's master, the sect master of the Ethereal Divine Sect, and the Heavenly Extreme Divine Venerable. ”