Chapter Twenty-Eight: Reuniting with Old Friends
"Senior brother, what if that kid is lying and doesn't know Senior Sister Liu?" Leng Ruoshui frowned, she still didn't quite believe Chen Qimo's words.
Yuan Qinghe looked at the sect in the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and he sighed for a long time and said, "What my senior sister said, how can my senior brother not know." If this person's words are false, under Senior Sister Liu's blame, there will be no place for the two of us in the sect. ”
"But with the qualifications of the two of us, if we don't have a big chance, we won't be able to cultivate to the Tongfa realm in another thirty years, and we will also be expelled from the sect at that time. Meeting this person right now is a kind of chance, if you can enter the eyes of Senior Sister Liu's law because of this, you may not be able to advance to the law realm. We must seize this opportunity!"
Leng Ruoshui looked at the wise senior brother with an obsessive face, and only felt that the senior brother at this time was the most charming.
Chen Qimo stayed in the city for seven days, bored and wandered through every street.
Until he was about to be patient, Yuan Qinghe sent a message: Senior Sister Liu had just come out of the customs, and they were thinking of contacting, and they would definitely be able to pass the news to Senior Sister Liu in as little as three days or as soon as seven days, so that he could wait patiently for a few more days.
In the early morning of this day, a fiery red figure suddenly flew into the inn.
She has a beautiful and delicate face, and her heroic spirit is compelling, but the whole person is like a sharp sword, with sharp edges and sword energy, which makes the monks in the inn feel deeply depressed and dare not look at her.
"Chen Qimo!
She stood in the lobby, ignoring others as nothing, and shouting out the names she knew as a child.
As soon as he shouted twice, Chen Qimo pushed open the door and walked out.
A fiery red shadow flew to his side in an instant.
"Are you really alive?"
Liu Qingqing was in tears, holding Chen Qimo's arm tightly, shaking it vigorously, as if to see if this was real or a dream.
In her heart, Chen Qimo is her family, although she has annoyed him and scolded him, but that kind of closeness cannot be replaced by others.
When she heard in the sect that the Tuotuojiang Black Jiao Demon God ambushed and attacked dozens of sect teams such as the Cold Valley Sword Sect, and all the monks and new disciples were almost dead, she felt dizzy and grief-stricken, and vowed to slaughter the Black Jiao Demon God and avenge Chen Qimo.
Chen Qimo smirked, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he didn't know where to start.
Liu Qingqing pinched herself hard, it really hurt! This is really not a dream, she hugged Chen Qimo excitedly, crying and laughing, her emotions were difficult to control.
Chen Qimo looked at the eldest lady who hugged him tightly, crying and laughing, his heart trembled, and a strange feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, sour and warm, spreading to all parts of his body, and it was really good for someone to remember.
Someone in the crowd downstairs recognized Liu Qingqing's identity and exclaimed.
"That's Senior Sister Liu'''"
"Who's that man?"
"How can Senior Sister be so close to him?"
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Senior Sister Liu is the best qualified disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect for thousands of years, and she can be described as a contemporary pearl!
"Who is that man, how can he be so close to Senior Sister Liu?"
All this in front of me makes everyone curious!
Soon everything that happened here spread and caused a huge sensation.
Long.
Liu Qingqing's emotions calmed down, wiped away her tears, her red eyes were full of indescribable joy, and she grabbed Chen Qimo's hand and left.
She ignored the passers-by who were in a daze, and it wasn't until she left the inn that she turned back to Chen Qimo and said, "If you go back to the sect with me, I will ask the master to accept you as an apprentice." If he doesn't agree, I won't be his apprentice!"
When Chen Qimo heard this, he was about to speak, but Liu Qingqing continued to smile and said: "Don't worry, the master loves me the most, and he will definitely agree! ”
If he didn't open his mouth again, I was afraid that the misunderstanding would be even greater, he hurriedly broke free of Liu Qingqing's hand and said, "Miss, I didn't think about joining the Flying Immortal Sect, and I am still a disciple of the Cold Valley Sword Sect." ”
"Hangu Sword Sect, don't you know yet?" Liu Qingqing looked at him in surprise.
Chen Qimo looked at Liu Qingqing's eyes, his heart sank, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
"What happened to the Cold Valley Sword Sect?"
"Three years ago, the Cold Valley Sword Sect perished. ”
"Ahem! ”
Chen Qimo's heart was shocked, and his eyes gradually became confused.
Where is Tong Xiyan now, could it be that the desolate giant who destroyed the Cold Valley Sword Sect?
Liu Qingqing felt that Chen Qimo's confused expression seemed to be at a loss of what to do, and his heart was even more determined to leave this kid in the Flying Immortal Sect.
She took Chen Qimo to a huge mansion in Nancheng, which had all kinds of pavilions and buildings, and even an artificial lake, with beautiful and unique scenery and a comfortable comfort.
This mansion is her own property, and it is a gift from the senior sister to her.
Liu Qingqing rarely came here, and usually left it to the vassal disciples below to take care of everything. I brought Chen Qimo here today, and looking at this kid's surprised eyes, I felt that this mansion was really useful.
Chen Qimo lived here for three days, talked with Liu Qingqing, and briefly recounted what happened to him, and concealed the matter of the bronze shuttle and the real body of the witch body in the middle.
Liu Qingqing's eyes lit up when he listened, and he only felt that it was exciting, this was the life of an immortal cultivator.
In contrast, her own six-year experience was lackluster, except for taking drugs and retreating, or listening to the sermons of the ancestors in the door, and steadily raising her cultivation to the realm of the general law.
"It turns out that the Cold Valley Sword Sect was destroyed by a passing demon saint!"
It's a surprise!
The son of an elder of the Cold Valley Sword Sect provoked a fox demon girl, and finally provoked a demon saint to attack and destroy the Cold Valley Sword Sect.
Demon Saint!
That's a big master at the level of Taiyi Sanxian!
When he was first recruited into the sect, he had heard Elder Mo say that the ancestor of the Cold Valley Sword Sect was a heavenly immortal and a powerhouse within a radius of thousands of miles.
Could it be that the giant really didn't make a move?
It seems that Tong Xiyan's fate is destined to worship him as a teacher!
We must find Tong Xiyan as soon as possible, and we must worship the old man as a teacher, otherwise how can we survive in this Taishi world, which is bigger than the desolate world.
He is determined to pursue the avenue, wants to go high, a good mentor is very important, and the current giant is undoubtedly the best candidate.
Chen Qi ignored Liu Qingqing's plea and insisted on leaving.
I want to go to the former site of the Hangu Sword Sect, and I want to go there to inquire about Tong Xiyan's whereabouts.
He did not hide this kind of thought, and he did not hide it from Liu Qingqing.
"Chen Qimo, Tong Xiyan is so good, it makes you unforgettable, what is the point of the Flying Immortal Sect that is not as good as the Cold Valley Sword Sect?"
Liu Qingqing was bitter, lost her temper and scolded, coquettishly said good things, tried all kinds of tricks, but none of them worked. This kid is Wang Ba's iron heart, and he must go.
Seeing that Chen Qimo was silent and his expression was firm, Liu Qingqing was helpless, so he had no choice but to say: "That's okay, if you want to go, I'll accompany you, and if you are completely dead, come back with me and join the Flying Immortal Sect!"
Aunt Xiao's temper was never so stubborn at the beginning, this kid's temper can't be with his father?
Liu Qingqing only gritted his teeth angrily, this 'younger brother' is really difficult to take care of, and it has never made people worry.
Liu Qingqing went out and asked Chen Qimo to wait for him for three days and send him away after three days.
Three days later.
Liu Qingqing took the two of them to stand in front of Chen Qimo together.
"What are you?"
Chen Qimo looked at Liu Qingqing in a red feather coat in surprise and Yuan Qinghe and Leng Ruoshui who were carrying a sword on their backs, these three looked like they were going to go far away.
"Haha, Chen boy, I'm afraid that you will encounter another accident, so I specially came to accompany you on a walk. ”
Liu Qingqing stepped forward and punched Chen Qimo's chest, and said with a smug smile: "These two people are estimated to know each other, follow us to the Langxi Ancient City." This trip to the Hangu Sword Sect can make you change your mind, even if I didn't run away in vain. ”
Chen Qimo looked at Liu Qingqing's back as he took the lead, but he couldn't say a word of refusal, he only felt that the warmth of his heart was flowing.