"A body of blood is bathed in blood and the sea and sky, a sword has blocked thousands of people, no one knows it for ten years, and once the wind and clouds turn into dragons......"

After Liu Yiqing helped his friend to refine the treasure, two or three friends gave him a small journey, and on the way he mentioned the recent rumors about the crazy demon who hated the sky, and a male disciple of the main palace sighed again, and sighed: "Alas, it's a pity that Senior Brother Leng turned into an evil dragon later." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Liu Yiqing smiled bitterly, said goodbye to everyone one after another, and then sacrificed a decent fairy sword, turned into blue light and flew towards the Qushui Palace Yukong tied in his heart.

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The full moon rises out of the East Mountain, the sunset shines at dusk, and the cool sky is slightly dark.

Far away on the top of the jade sky, the clouds and mist are gently swaying under the feet, and the petals of the jade tree are flying with the wind.

In this cold and ethereal world, no matter how dusk ends and the moonlit night comes, the heart is the place to return, only the tacit understanding of the quiet time, diluting the ruthless cycle of years.

Qushui Palace, brightly lit.

The moon climbs the branches, Yingying sprinkles the moonlight, and dyes a layer of faint silver glow in the sky from the hate, and in the Qushui Palace, there is a goose egg-sized night pearl in the middle of each courtyard, and the round beads exude a soft light, adding a bit of vitality and warmth to the Qushui Palace under the moonlit night.

In the boudoir, beside the burning candlelight, the night dream was very long, and at this time, He Qing'er's eyelashes trembled slightly on the show bed, and finally slowly woke up.

The cold night was cold, but the next moment, a trace of panic flashed in her peaceful eyes, and she supported her weak body......

Nameless apse, with candlelight inside.

He quietly watched the candle flame, recalling the distant but close time, the candle flame flickered, imprinted in his eyes, and burned the sadness of yesterday.

He Qing'er held on to the door frame, her eyes were red, and she said softly, "Dad." ”

He Yi'an woke up in shock, his slightly rickety body trembled and stood up in vain, his serious face moved slightly, bringing up a red light, and he couldn't wait to go over, hugged his biological daughter, and murmured: "Qing'er, my good daughter...... You've suffered......"

He Qing'er's heart was sour, and her tears couldn't stop flowing, she bit her lip tightly and muttered, "Dad, Qing'er misses you so much......"

"Hehe, how can Dad ......" He Yi'an said halfway, and there was an inexplicable heart-wrenching pain in his chest, and he hugged his daughter tightly, just hehe doted on Lang and smiled.

When the father and daughter see each other, they can't say that they miss each other, and in the joy and laughter, people only feel sad and bitter......

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The clean and tidy kitchen stove of Qushui Palace is spitting out a vigorous tongue of fire, and the pot on the stove is steaming, steaming delicious delicacies that exude a strong aroma, and on the other side, it can be seen that Huai Dazheng is in full swing with firewood.

Zhao Buzhu was helpless and finally couldn't help wash the vegetables, and howled at the moon from time to time, and the thing he howled was that he said that he was hard and cold, but he was still idle and comfortable in Yuping Palace, so that Huai Dadu heard calluses in his ears, and said honestly: "Zhao Buzhu don't blame your junior brother, who told you to look like you are underbeaten to let many sisters in Yuping Palace drive you out." ”

Leng You and Zhao Buzhu did go to Yuping Palace together, but Zhao Buzhu smiled smugly, and kept greeting this and that senior sister affectionately, so that the female disciples of Yuping Palace looked at him horizontally and vertically, and they all shot him out of Yuping Peak.

"Woo woo ......" Thinking of such aggrieved, Zhao Buzhu howled in pain again, and shouted sadly: "I think I, Zhao someone, is handsome and uninhibited, and I have such an end today, woohoo, woohoo, woo......"

The big fat body shuddered, goosebumps fell straight to the ground, and he couldn't help but smack: "Don't howl, the voice is like a ghost crying, it's hard to hear." ”

Huaida still wanted to fight, but at this time, in his spare eye, he saw a delicate figure at the door of the kitchen, holding on to the door frame, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak......

"Senior Sister ......"

He muttered, and then, a fat face completely bloomed, and his eyebrows and eyes smiled, revealing the endless likes and thoughts in the world!

He Qing'er by the door saw the two of them, held back the excitement in his heart, and called softly: "Fatty, Zhao Buzhu ......"

Huaida smiled and walked towards her.

"Senior sister!"

Zhao Buzhu turned his head to see the beautiful and familiar face, threw the onion and garlic in his hand to the side, and pounced on it with a snort, holding his junior sister in the air and turning in a circle, laughing excitedly: "Senior sister, I miss you to death, haha!"

And coincidentally, Liu Yiqing had just come back, and he came to the courtyard in front of the kitchen, and said in disbelief: "Senior sister?"

In front of him, Zhao Buzhu was holding the person who was circling in a circle, who was not his beloved junior sister Qing'er! Liu Yiqing was overjoyed for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, and walked towards He Qing'er and Zhao Buzhu.

Zhao Buzhu put He Qing'er down with a big grin, He Qing'er patted him with a slight blush, but her heart was full of deep joy to get together with all the senior brothers with deep feelings, she stepped forward and gave Liu Yiqing, who was full of joy, a hug, telling endless longing.

The four of them have only been separated for more than a month, but they have only given Liu Yiqing, Zhao Buzhu, Huaida and others the feeling that they have been for several years.

He Qing'er was the first to wonder: "What about the junior brother, my father said that the junior brother has woken up, why don't you see him?"

"Senior Brother Leng, is he awake?" Liu Yiqing said subconsciously.

"He's ......" Zhao Buzhu squinted at Liu Yiqing and He Qing'er, who didn't know yet, his voice was long, but sour, and said: "He went to Yuping Palace early, I'm afraid it's been several hours, and he hasn't come back yet......"

"Uh!" Liu Yi was surprised, and said with a puzzled face:

"What is Senior Brother Leng going to Yuping Palace for?"

Looking at Zhao Buzhu's obscene appearance on his deliberately vague face, He Qing'er's delicate mind moved slightly, how could he not know what Leng You was doing, and said, "Senior brother, have you gone to see Senior Sister Shui?"

"Yes......" Zhao Buzhu glanced at her, deflated for a while.

Liu Yiqing muttered to himself on the side: "I can't imagine that the woman who has always been plain and rejective really has an ulterior secret with Senior Brother Leng......"

He Qing'er chuckled lightly, didn't say much, Zhao Buzhu rolled his eyes, and said with a mysterious smile: "Senior sister, come and tell us how my legacy is outstanding and distressing and pitiful, how the peerless beauty of Bingqing is so emotional about Leng You, this toad, I will tell you a big secret that you like!"