Qin Qianye rested in the grass house for one night, but he was still comfortable. This place was originally a place of retreat and reflection under the Wuyin Gate, just because the Wuyin Gate has always accepted only female apprentices, so in the past, all women lived here, so although the thatched room is simple, there is a fragrance permanent. Song Qing'er would send food and healing medicine on time every day, but for some reason, Wang Xin never came again, sometimes when chatting with Qing'er, Qin Qianye inadvertently asked about Wang Xin, and Qing'er only excused herself by saying that her junior sister had just returned to the school, and she had done a lot of homework, so she couldn't come back. When Qin Qianye heard this, he felt a little lost in his heart, and he felt strange, but he didn't know why. Whenever I think of her slightly resentful face, I can't help but think about it again, as if it was such a wonderful scene.

Wang Xin also gave Qing'er the treatment of his demon flame poison, so that there was also some benefit, and in addition to healing, he could also listen to Qing'er talk about the outside world, the major events between the immortals and demons in the past hundred years. These are all things that Wuyin told them in their spare time. Sometimes when it comes to tragedy, even the always lively Qing'er can't help but sigh. Qin Qianye's heart was even more shocked, and the tragic scene of the evil demons in Shijia Village who harmed people appeared in his mind, his chest was agitated, and his heart said, if he can learn peerless swordsmanship one day, he will definitely kill all the evil demons in the world and protect those innocent creatures. Avenge the people of Shijia Village and their loved ones. At this time, Qing'er said again, in recent years, the Demon Dao seems to be ready to move again, and then the living beings in the world may inevitably suffer greatly. In today's world, with the strongest strength and the greatest prestige of the Kunwu Sect, it is the first faction of the Immortal Dao, and it was able to repel the Demon Sect back then, and the Kunwu Sect is really a great contribution. Qin Qianye listened attentively, and became yearning, and was determined to go to Kunwu Sect to seek art, practice swordsmanship, and find his father. Just as she wanted to ask about Kunwu Sect's cultivation of the Immortal Dao again, Qing'er was afraid that Ziyan would say that she would go back too late, so she hurried away.

Qin Qianye looked at the outside of the bamboo forest, the sun was red, reflecting the mottled bamboo shadows, and the trees in the forest were too verdant, only a few bits of light were sparsely missed.

"It's just past noon, how can it be late?" I just felt that Song Qing'er seemed to be deliberately avoiding something, everyone will always have some secrets, why bother to get to the bottom of it, Qin Qianye secretly comforted herself, and she didn't think deeply about it at the moment.

In the next few days, Qin Qianye had been thinking about the Kunwu Sect in his mind, thinking about how he could worship under the alien sect of the Kunwu Sect. Although now he doesn't know where Kunwu Sect is, let alone whether he can visit the immortal yuan.

These days, his health has been very good, his whole breath is refreshed, quite comfortable, and his whole body strength has basically recovered. It seemed that those elixirs were really miraculous, which made Qin Qianye can't help but feel a little more yearning for those immortals and strangers. Wang Xin still hasn't come out to see him, and the reason is still the same as before. Still, the few days spent here were very happy, especially Qing'er, which easily put him in a good mood.

It's a pity that he can't stay in this comfortable place for too long, for fear that it will drain his will, especially if he doesn't get what he wants, he can't delay. Thinking of leaving, Qin Qianye's mind was full of thoughts, remembering that he had left home decisively that day, it had been several months, and at this time, Taoyuan Village was probably already full of maple leaves, and I was afraid that it would be time for snowflakes to fall soon. The people in the village who have a strong affection for themselves, I don't know if they still remember themselves. There are no tears, is it still the same as in the past, love to stand by the Tianci Lake and wait. Do you still hate your ruthless departure? Second Uncle Shang ever blamed himself for breaking the marriage contract with no tears? Did the third uncle's illness worsen because he took away the green jade? Hey!

I don't know why, this night was so sleepless, I used to say that I was a free and uninhibited man, but I didn't expect to be so worried at this time! Not to mention that Qin Qianye was thinking about it here, thinking about it a lot.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Qianye woke up in a burst of birdsong, only to find that the sky was already bright. This is Qing'er happened to come to see him, and when they met, they asked, "I ate yesterday's ice lotus catkins, are you better?"

Qin Qianye said with a smile: "Thank you Sister Qing for your concern, I feel that I have almost recovered, and I am about to express my gratitude to a few sisters before going down the mountain." ”

Qing'er looked at it carefully and said with a smile: "Yes, it's really good, but you don't need to be in such a hurry, if the master knows in the future, it will blame me for not waiting for the guest well, not to mention that you are the benefactor of the junior sister." I see that you will recuperate here for a few more days, and when the junior sister is done with her homework, I will ask him to come and see you, maybe she has a lot to say to you?"

Qin Qianye still decided to leave in the end, he was a determined person, once he decided on something, he would not change it easily. But I don't know why, this parting that has only been together for more than ten days makes him always think of the scene of the day he left Taoyuan Village, as if this has become a place of nostalgia.

Later, Qin Qianye thought back, why is this? Is it because of Wang Xin? Is it because she didn't come to say goodbye to him, and it's the same as without tears? But he also felt that this seemed impossible, after all, he and Wang Xin had very few faces, how could they be compared with a childhood sweetheart without tears? This is the case, why on earth? He never understood until one day, after many years, and after many years and many things that had happened that made him unforgettable, he realized that this was a later story.

When she went down the mountain, Qing'er chattered all the way, shouting that her sister was not righteous, and she didn't even come to see her off. Qin Ziyan just smiled slightly, and didn't answer, as if he was thinking about something.

In the winter morning, there is frost everywhere, the two daughters have internal qi to protect each other, naturally not afraid of this cold, Qin Qianye has practiced martial arts since childhood, and his body is healthy, only to feel the frost and wind blowing on his face, not only did he not feel cold, but he felt refreshed and refreshed, and the previous depression seemed to be lighter.

Let's say that the second daughter was sent for a while, Qin Qianye insisted that they go back, saying that this would not violate the will of the gods and nuns, but also not make them feel unhappy. The second daughter saw that he was strong-minded and did not force it, so Ziyan gave some pills, and said how to use it, and finished speaking. Suddenly, I saw the yellow mangs flickering, and when I heard the sound of "instigation", I had already disappeared from the second daughter. Fortunately, this is not the first time Qin Qianye has seen such a thing, so he doesn't feel strange, but seeing that the second daughter is too old to be older than herself, but her swordsmanship is so wonderful, how can she not be amazed in her heart. In this way, his desire for art is even more earnest.

He kept walking like this, and he didn't look back like he left Taoyuan Village that time, leaving only a firm back. So he didn't see the faint sighing eyes that followed far behind, the white figure in the fluttering skirt fluttering in the breeze. She felt the tenacity of his form and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.