Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Fortunately, he saw that the woman was too old, so he just wanted to kick her buttocks lightly, with very little force.But before that kick touched the old woman's buttocks, Zhang Renzhi felt a sharp pain in his right hip first, and his whole body was pushed to the left by a strong force, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Falling down like this is like throwing all five bodies to the ground, the posture is too ugly, Zhang Renzhi swung his hands vigorously in the air, and his hips landed on the ground.Even so, he was still staring at the stars and blushing.

In the hall, more than a hundred monks, except Lin Zichu and Qian Qing, stood up at the same time and cursed angrily.If you have a bad temper, you should raise your sleeves and beat them.

Lin Zichu raised his right hand, with the back of his hand facing the crowd, signaling not to act rashly.

All the guards in Linjiazhuang obeyed Lin Zichu's orders, even though they were angry, they didn't move, they just stared at the old woman in shabby clothes viciously.

Seeing the old woman slowly put the teapot on the table, looking at Zhang Renzhi with red eyes who was staring at her with hatred, she laughed twice, her voice was hoarse and old, and said: "For you have a conscience, you can kick well!" The way is not serious, otherwise the old body will take your life immediately. A cheap life doesn't matter at all."

Zhang Renzhi is a cultivator who established the foundation, she said that he is like an abandoned dog.At this moment, everyone knew that this old woman might not be as simple as she seemed.

So everyone was angry, but no one dared to speak.

Qianqing held the teacup in her right hand, groped for the lines on the teacup with her index finger, and after a while, she raised her head and drank it all. In the silence, Qianqing said suspiciously: "Grandma, let's come here to ask for a bowl of tea, you take this horse It's not a good thing to be perfunctory with something like piss and hurt my friend."

The mother-in-law said: "Little baby is quite courageous, hehe, do you think anyone is worthy of letting my mother-in-law pour tea for him?"

Qian Qing slapped the table, stood up suddenly, and said: "Old woman, in this case, why do you want to open an inn? Wouldn't it be better for me to open it for you!"

Zhang Renzhi was very grateful when he heard Qian Qing speak for him, but he was afraid of causing trouble, so he hurriedly said: "Brother, stop talking."

Qian Qing pretended not to have heard of it.If it wasn't for thinking about not causing trouble to the eldest brother, according to Qianqing's temper, she might have started fighting with the other party at the very first sentence.

The mother-in-law's dull eyes suddenly ejaculated, and she said: "You want to tear down my inn, aren't you afraid that I will kill you, you little bastard?"

Qian Qing stepped on the stool with a fierce look in her eyes: "Slaughter my little bastard, it doesn't matter at all, but if you hurt the fragile bones of the old woman, there will be some problems."

At this moment, Lin Zichu suddenly raised his left hand, grabbed Qianqing's arm forcefully, and pulled him behind him.

Qian Qing was startled, wondering why Lin Zichu suddenly made such a move to destroy her prestige.

Then the granny laughed hoarsely, pointing at Qianqing like a finger of a dead tree, and said: "Little baby is ignorant and fearless, and her temper is just like my granny's. It's just that opening the pulse is too bad, otherwise I'll arrest you It's also fun to talk to my mother-in-law."

Lin Zichu said: "Mother-in-law, we intruded inadvertently. I have offended you so much. I hope you will forgive me."

The voice was clear and solemn, without a trace of coughing.

The mother-in-law said: "You are also a very good child. The body of the cold dragon lying in the snow, um, really lives up to your reputation. You can learn the 'sky blue white palm' at a young age. If you want to beat the old body, it is amazing, amazing!"

At the beginning of Linzi, it was as if he was facing a great enemy, and the mother-in-law also had fear in her eyes.

After a stalemate like this for a while, the mother-in-law said: "You drank a cup of tea from me, and it stands to reason that you have to pay for a low-grade spirit stone..."

Everyone was shocked.It should be known that the aura of the Optimus Pillar gathers and is rich in spiritual veins.However, in places other than Optimus Pillar, aura is thin and spirit stones are rare.

Lin's family has a big business, and this trip to the Optimus Pillar only allowed Lin Zichu to take more than a hundred pieces of low-grade spirit stones.Each of the other foundation-building monks had less than ten yuan in their hands. The mother-in-law said that she wanted a piece of low-grade spirit stone in exchange for a cup of tea, which was frighteningly expensive.

I heard her say again: "...But since you have no intention of breaking in, let me let you go. That kid who was about to kick me just now, come out."

Zhang Renzhi saw that the young owner spoke respectfully to the old lady, and he already knew that she was unusual, maybe it was because of her hidden great power.He was loyal to Linjiazhuang, in order not to embarrass Lin Zichu, he stepped out first and said, "It's me."

The mother-in-law looked at his expression of looking at death like home, laughed twice, and said: "Don't be afraid, the old man just said that you have a conscience, and you have a conscience. The old man is old, and he has accumulated good fortune and good deeds. I kindly want to remind you a few words." .”

Zhang Renzhi was taken aback, and asked, "What?"

"You came from the west, presumably you want to go east to the Optimus Pillar. Since then, the road has become more and more difficult, and you can no longer take a carriage. Otherwise, not to mention attracting attention, it is easy to attract demons."

The crowd was in an uproar, seeing this shabby old woman pointing out their destination with ease, they were stunned beyond words.

She continued: "My old man sees that you have had a bloody disaster recently, and within a month, you will die. I would like to remind you a few words, don't be too determined in everything, some things are predestined by the heavens, um, what is still unknown, in short, you There is no room for change in this stinky life, it is better to live with it and make other plans in the future."

The old woman said a series of incomprehensible words, which Zhang Renzhi couldn't understand, but he heard her scold him for being cheap and stinky, his face flushed red and his fists were clenched tightly.

After the mother-in-law finished speaking, she no longer looked at Zhang Renzhi, but turned her head to look at Qianqing, and said repeatedly: "This little doll... this little doll is so strange... Take out the little thing in your sleeve and show it to your mother-in-law... ..."

His eyes were shining, like a greedy businessman seeing a box full of jewels.

Lin Zichu took a step forward, blocking his mother-in-law's sight, and said, "Thank you for your advice, mother-in-law. I'll leave soon, and take my leave."

The old woman paused, and gave a long 'hmm', she was also secretly wary of Lin Zichu, she didn't want to fight him, seeing more than a hundred people pouring out of the inn like mice crossing the street, they didn't stop them.

When several people came in, the sun was scorching hot.When I came out at this moment, I realized that it was already night, and the sky was dotted with stars.

This time is really not suitable for traveling, but they all wanted to leave the inn as soon as possible, so they rushed to the stables to drive the horses.

Suddenly, someone in the stables ahead exclaimed:

"Hey...we...our carriages are gone."

There were only dozens of fine horses left in the stables, and the carriage behind the horses had disappeared.

After thinking about it, it must be the weird mother-in-law in the inn just now.However, no one dared to go in and argue with her, so the two of them rode on the same horse and went forward.

Qianqing and Lin Zichu share a horse, Qianqing is a little shorter and sits in front.

After Lin Zichu came back, he asked with concern, "Did you feel uncomfortable after drinking that cup of tea?"

Qian Qing shook her head and said, "It's just ordinary tea. Brother, I... just couldn't hold back and caused you trouble, didn't I?"

Suffering from a severe headache and ailment, he was not afraid of death at all.In addition, young people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, so they really like to make troubles.

However, just now Lin Zichu was too worried and pulled him behind him, cold sweat broke out in the palm holding Qianqing, obviously worried to the extreme, making Qianqing regret it.

Lin Zichu gently stroked his hair with his hands, coughed softly, and said, "It's good that you're fine."

Qian Qing's body trembled, and infinite emotions surged in her heart. She only felt more regretful, and wished she could do something good right away to make up for her recklessness just now.

Without stopping, he ran forward for an hour.

Since noon, the group of people has not had a sip of water or eaten a grain of rice, and their mouths are dry right now, hoping to find a place to rest.

However, there is still half a day away from the next inn.

Just when everyone thought they were going to drive overnight, they suddenly heard someone shouting: "Look, brothers, there are people camping ahead."

Qianqing looked up, and sure enough, she saw dozens of tent-shaped things in front of her.

Someone drove a horse to Lin Zichu's side and asked, "Young Master, can I go and ask for some water from him later?"

The voice was respectful, ready to obey Lin Zichu's order.

Lin Zichu, a monk who established the foundation, could see at night, saw that everyone's lips were chapped, so he nodded.

The man was overjoyed, he drove his horse to a tent, got off his horse, and said: "My master is passing through your place and wants to ask for some water, may I be able to help you?"

Everyone waited quietly for a while, and not long after, a middle-aged man who was not tall opened the curtain and walked out from another tent. He looked up and down at everyone in Linjiazhuang, and suddenly said softly:

"Masters and gentlemen, why don't you just walk by and stop at our caravan. Well, it's our bad luck."

The man raised his voice slightly again, and said: "Lazy guys, the unbound monk stopped in front of our house, and he was in serious trouble. Get up quickly, pack up your things and run for your life!"

The voice was not loud, but as soon as the words fell, the sound of getting up and tidying up began to be heard from all the tents.

Zhang Renzhi said angrily: "I'm begging you for a bowl of water, how can I be in such bad luck?"

The middle-aged man didn't speak, and turned back to the tent.

For a while, only the people from Linjiazhuang were left in the open space, and the wind was howling and ghostly.

Everyone encountered two strange things in one day, thinking about the old woman just now, they didn't dare to chase into the tent.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man came out soon.Holding more than a dozen water bags in his arms, he went forward and handed them to everyone.

Qian Qing asked: "Uncle, why are you running for your life when we come?"

The middle-aged man heard Qianqing's affectionate shout, his originally tense expression eased, he said: "Young master, you don't know, there are many monsters around here, with sharp teeth and sharp claws, they specialize in attacking single monks and caravans. Demons have human wisdom and are unparalleled in cunning. They can follow the footsteps of your horses to find the footsteps of my family's caravan. If you don't run for your life, I'm afraid the Jin family's caravan will be bloodbathed the next day."

Qian Qing said: "So that's how it is. When you call us monks whose feet are not bound by horses, you are saying that we have left footprints of horseshoes."

"Exactly." The middle-aged man said: "Monsters are terrifying. If you encounter them, you should be careful. Uncle, these scars on my face and neck are left by demons."

Qian Qing watched intently.

The Jin family caravan was very careful, the bonfire was not even lit at the campsite, Qianqing didn't notice the man's face just now, only now did he see that there were several old scars on the middle-aged man's face and neck. Can see the danger at that time.

"Where are you going to escape?"

"Oh, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Although the villain cherishes his life, he also loves money too much. He knows that he will never encounter monsters again if he stays away from the bottom of the Pillar of Optimus, but he still has to go there to sell some gadgets and support his family. "

The implication is to go to Optimus Pillar.

The rustling sound of tidying up the tent soon stopped, and 30 to [-] people came out and put the tent away neatly, apparently they had done it thousands of times.

Lin Zichu glanced at Zhang Renzhi, Zhang Renzhi immediately understood, he said: "We have to continue on our way, if you want to escape, why don't you ask my master to take you with me."

The man was overjoyed and said: "Monsters and beasts are the most bullying and afraid of being hard. When there are many monks, they dare not come and eat people. It is really a blessing to be able to follow the masters."

After finishing speaking, the man and other members of his caravan led the horses and followed the Linjiazhuang team.

Only the leading middle-aged man rode in front and talked with Qian Qing.

Qian Qing glanced casually, and saw the people of the Jin family's caravan. The horses under them were all so thin that their bones were exposed, and they walked weakly. The horseshoes were still wrapped with thick cotton cloth to prevent them from making noise when they walked.

He found it interesting and asked the middle-aged man, "Uncle, what's your name?"

The man said: "My name is Jin Qigui, but they all call me Scarface the Fourth."

"Well, it seems that fourth uncle, your life is precious."

Jin Qigui grinned and said, "I can't call it that, but my mother named me that's what it means. Anything I want is not as expensive as her son's life."

Qian Qing saw that the luggage on his back was not too big, and he didn’t have the huge amount of luggage packed into carriages like other caravans, so she asked curiously, “You go to Optimus Prime, what are you selling?”

"They're all small gadgets. The road to the Optimus Pillar is extremely difficult. Most of our caravans are mortals, and things that are too big and heavy are easy to break on the way."

"Those gadgets, are you selling them to monks?"

"Exactly, for example, some low-level spiritual herbs that are abundant in our hometown can make Qi-refining female cultivators look rosy or slim. Another example is the dew that nourishes low-level spiritual swords, which can make the blade spotless. In our hometown, all These things can be seen everywhere, but the monks of Optimus Pillar are usually busy with cultivation and have no time to collect them, so I let my Jin family caravan take advantage of them."

Qianqing looked at the luggage behind Jin Qigui, and for some reason, felt that the things behind him were familiar to her.It felt very subtle, as thin as a silk thread.

Qianqing asked: "Then what is that on your back?"

Jin Qigui paused, and glanced at Lin Zichu without any trace. Seeing that Lin Zichu's expression was calm and his eyes were not disturbed, he reached out and groped in the luggage for a while, pulled out a feather of a bird, and said:

"This item is not common. It is the most valuable item in this transaction of the Jin family caravan, so I will bear it."

Xiang Qianqing spread her palms.

I saw that the feathers were pure black, exuding a very mysterious color.The air around the feather fluctuated and twisted as if it could be sucked away by it.

As soon as Qianqing saw it, she felt attracted by something.He leaned over suddenly, stared at the object, and asked, "What is this?"

Jin Qigui said: "This is the wing feather of the not falling fierce kite. Young master, do you know the not falling fierce kite?"

"Well. One of the three dangers of Qingtian, the swamp mosquito king, the sneak bandit monk, and the fierce kite."

"Exactly. The fierce kite is a kind of black giant bird that hovers around the Optimus Pillar forever. They are ugly and have a fierce personality, but because they usually don't invade the Optimus Pillar, they don't take the initiative to attack monks. So it ranks last among the three risks.”

As a businessman, Jin Qigui is naturally good at talking, so he talked eloquently at this moment, saying:

"The wing feathers of the non-falling fierce kite have the magical effect of reversing space. The wife of the Immortal Lord Dongkun, who performs a powerful spell against the sky, dissolves the flesh and blood of the whole body into the body of the Immortal Lord's veins. His own flesh and blood were placed on Buluo Jiyuan's body, and since then, there has been no trace of the Immortal Lord's legacy, because no one knows where the Buluo Jiyuan's wing feathers can transfer people by twisting the space."

Qianqing asked: "Will you be sent to an unknown place if you encounter it? Then you are holding it in your hand at this time, why are you still here?"

Jin Qigui shook his head and said: "It's not that you will be moved when you touch it, but you need to meet many requirements. One is the unimaginably majestic immortal power, and the other is the strong desire in the caster's heart. Young master, you have to know that the power of the sky The pillar mountain is steep, how many people fell to the cliff while climbing the mountain, and were chopped up and eaten by the fierce kite. If it weren't for this, the fierce kite would hover around the mountain of Optimus Pillar, and if someone fell, they would be able to move if they touched its wings , then no one will be eaten by this stinky bird."

Qianqing nodded again and again, looking at the pitch-black feather, for some reason, a strong urge surged in her heart, wanting to reach out and touch it.

Jin Qigui saw that his eyes were serious and his tongue was full of lotus flowers, and he praised the wing feathers of this fierce kite: "The kite that does not fall is one of the three dangers, but it is the third most ferocious beast. And the ancient history books say It is recorded that wing feathers have the miraculous effect of moving space, which is rare in the world. Young master, do you want to buy one? This is not expensive, only two low-grade spirit stones."

Qian Qing smiled and said, "Why do you only sell two low-grade spirit stones for such a magical thing?"

Lin Zichu leaned into Qian Qing's ear, coughed and said softly, "Naturally, the conditions for using this thing are harsh, Ah Qing, it's best not to touch this thing."

Qianqing didn't have a spirit stone at first, so she nodded after hearing Lin Zichu's words.

Jin Qigui was very regretful, put the wing feathers back into his luggage, and comforted himself: "It's okay, this is something I picked up in the first place. If you sell one, you've earned back your money."

Qianqing asked: "Fourth Uncle, Buluo Jiyuan is so powerful, how could you pick up so many feathers from it?"

Jin Qigui said: "Isn't it because Immortal Feng Zhaoming searched hard for the lost son of the Immortal Lord, and finally came up with the method of finding a needle in a haystack by falling on the body of Buluo Jiyuan to perform immortal skills and move space. Hovering around the Optimus Pillar There are too many such strange birds, not everyone is willing to let the immortal sit on the wing feathers, so the immortal Feng Zhaoming killed countless fierce kites. Once, I bumped into a dead kite that fell to the ground, and I ..."

How can there be no reason not to pluck hairs?

Only then did Qianqing know where the black feathers on Jin Qigui's back came from.

It turned out that this object was actually related to Feng Zhaoming, the famous Zhengyang Immortal Venerable.

One must know that Feng Zhaoming was the eldest disciple of the late Immortal Lord Dongkun when he was alive, and he is also the chief disciple of the current Immortal Lord.He is amazingly talented and extremely talented in fighting, and he can even challenge high-ranking monks beyond the ranks.

He is recognized as the most powerful figure among the cultivators who transform gods.

Such a person can't find the son of the fairy master, so one can imagine how difficult this matter is.

Qianqing leaned back slightly, her back was almost touching Lin Zichu's chest, and he said, "Brother, this is really fun."

Lin Zichu nodded.He knew more about Feng Zhaoming than Qianqing, so he was astonished to hear that Feng Zhaoming finally adopted the extremely harsh method of moving the space with the unfalling fierce kite to find the immortal lord's vein.

Lin Zichu thought about it, and asked Jin Qigui while coughing: "...I don't know how many fierce kites are there around the mountain of the Pillar of the Sky? How long will it take for Immortal Feng Zhaoming to find the remains of the Immortal Lord?"

"That's hard to say. If there are not [-] or [-] kites, there must be [-]. The number is not clear." Jin Qigui said again: "As for Feng Zhaoming Immortal...he wants to find it by this method. It may take a lot of time for the immortal master's legacy. To use the wing feathers of the fierce kite to perform the teleportation technique consumes a lot of immortal power. Besides, Feng Zhaoming is busy on weekdays, it is really, really difficult he."

Lin Zichu's heart was moved, and he said in a deep voice: "I just hope to find the immortal master's legacy as soon as possible. If the immortal master can do this, it will be a great contribution."

"Naturally! Whoever can find the son of the Immortal Master will be the hero of Zhengwu Continent." Jin Qigui covered his chest with his right hand, closed his eyes and said, "Since the death of the Immortal Lord Dongkun, no one has been able to visit Zhengwu Continent for many years. The position of Immortal Lord makes Zhengwuzhou the most backward among the four continents. I only hope that the spirit of Dongkun Immortal Lord in the sky will protect his descendants and protect Zhengwuzhou from being bullied by the outside world..."

As he spoke, his voice choked up.

Obviously, he thought of the Immortal Lord Dongkun's sacrifice for the common people in the world, but now Zhengwuzhou is poor and weak, and the people are struggling to survive.The lives of ordinary people in business like him are comparable to ashes.

Lin Zichu's expression also turned serious, holding the rein with his right hand, he looked down at Qian Qing who was sitting in front.

drive, drive, drive...

The steed snorted, took vigorous steps, and walked towards the Optimus Pillar.

Two more days passed like this.

After unloading the carriage, the speed of the horse's running has been increased.In addition, Lin Zichu took the Jin family caravan who was familiar with the terrain and took a few shortcuts, so after another day's journey, everyone in Linjiazhuang could come to the foot of the Optimus Pillar.

In the evening, the guards of Linjiazhuang went out to hunt wild game, leaving only dozens of Qi refining monks waiting at the camp.

The closer he was to the Optimus Pillar, the more serious Lin Zichu's expression became. He told Qianqing to stay in the tent, while he went out with the other guards to observe the surrounding terrain.

Qian Qing was very bored in the tent, so she went outside, and saw Jin Qigui and other members of the caravan unpacking and counting the goods.

He walked to Jin Qigui's side in a few steps, looked at all kinds of unnamed strange gadgets on the ground, and said, "Fourth Uncle, seeing how your luggage isn't heavy, you only know that there are so many kinds when you spread it out. "

"It's not too much this time. I think I was in my twenties..." Jin Qigui was about to brag, but suddenly thought of something, stopped, and patted Qianqing's shoulder instead.He said: "Tomorrow we will reach the foot of Optimus Pillar. You and the young owner will continue to climb the mountain, and the Jin family caravan will stop at the foot of the mountain to sell goods. After this farewell, you and I may never have the chance to meet again."

Qian Qing frowned, and said: "The future will be so long, who can say for sure."

"Hey," Jin Qigui said with a smile, "Only a kid like you thinks this way! Qianqing, you've called me uncle a lot these days, and I have something to tell you."

Jin Qigui touched the scar on his face and neck, paused, and warned: "It's a time of troubled times, and you are young, so don't force yourself to do anything, and avoid it if you can, so as not to cause a fatal disaster."

Qianqing smiled, but did not answer.

I thought, you should have told me these words more than ten years in advance.

Now that he has such a personality, is it possible to let him know how to behave in the world and to swallow his anger?

Looking at his expression, Jin Qigui knew that Qianqing hadn't listened. He sighed and turned his head to search on the ground.

Suddenly, Jin Qigui made a 'pinching' movement with his right hand, and found an inconspicuous shriveled flower among the many herbs.After Jin Qigui squinted against the sunlight for a while, he said to himself, "That's it."

Qian Qing leaned forward and asked, "What is this?"

I saw Jin Qigui holding an apricot-yellow dried flower in his hand, the petals were fan-shaped, the surface was smooth, and the petiole was slender.

In the sun, shining golden light.

Jin Qigui said: "This is a fairy plant bred by the Immortal Baizang, named 'Hunzhen'."

Qian Qing asked: "Since it was cultivated by the Immortal Baizang, is it very powerful?"

Jin Qigui said embarrassingly: "Although it was cultivated by the immortal, it is actually something raised by the immortal in the early stage of cultivation. It is not very powerful. But it is the second most valuable thing in my business this time. The first is not to fall into evil You saw the kite's wing feathers, but the young master won't let you take them. Seeing that you have called me uncle for so many days, I will give this to you."

"Ah." Qian Qing jumped up and asked, "Really?"

Jin Qigui said: "Really! Don't look at this thing as inconspicuous, if you sell it, you need a spirit stone."

Qianqing was overjoyed, and carefully took 'Hunzhen' from Jin Qigui's hand with her right hand, and said, "Thank you, uncle. What is this thing used for?"

Jin Qigui said: "It is used for protection. Cultivators live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, and they will inevitably encounter danger. 'Hunzhen' is something that monks use to protect their lives. In case of a fatal disaster, put this thing on the chest. Saying: "Take life as a pact, protect me comprehensively", you can form an extremely strong protective wall. This barrier can't be broken even by the out-of-body monks, so some people call Hunzhen "blessing the gods."

Qian Qing said: "Such a precious thing, uncle, you should keep it for yourself."

Jin Qigui shook his head and said: "I still have a lot here, Qianqing, don't you want to ask why monks don't like such a powerful protective fairy, so that it falls into the hands of ordinary people like me, and is sold for a low-grade spirit stone? "

Qianqing wanted to ask a long time ago, but she was worried that Jin Qigui thought that she thought the gift he gave was not precious enough, so she didn't ask.

Jin Qigui said solemnly: "Because the Blessing God has a fatal weakness... that is, not only the out-of-body monks cannot break it, but even the protected monks cannot be broken!"

"..."

"That is to say, once the spell is cast, although the cultivator is protected, he will be trapped in it for life, and he will never be able to take half a step out of the protective wall. 'Life as a contract' means...to protect the cultivator until he dies."

Hearing this, Qianqing nodded: "No wonder."

Under the sun, the originally dazzling golden light of this flower also appeared lifeless.Qianqing felt that this thing was useless at all.You must know that he suffers from a serious disease and is never afraid of death when things happen, but the effect of this dried flower is to make people trapped in a corner and lose their freedom until death.

Isn't that too funny?What idiot would use such a thing?

It's just that this item was given by Jin Qigui, Qianqing couldn't refuse it, so she put it in the skirt of her clothes casually.After thanking him, he curiously pointed to other goods spread out on the ground and asked what they were used for.

Since they will arrive at the foot of Optimus Pillar tomorrow, after nightfall, members of the Jin family caravan light a bonfire, take out mellow strong wine, and distribute it to everyone.

After drinking a lot, they held hands and sang and danced around the campfire.

It turns out that caravans have such a habit, no matter how many casualties this time, they have to drink and dance the night before reaching the foot of Optimus Pillar to drive away bad luck, so that they can come to this place next time.

Jin Qigui blushed from drinking, and shouted at the caravan to thank Lin Zichu for taking them with him so as to reduce the damage of the caravan.

After dancing, everyone feared that the monster would sneak attack, so they sat near the bonfire and chatted.

The closer you get to Optimus Pillar, the more focused the topics of everyone will be.

They are nothing more than 'Son of the Immortal Lord' and 'Feng Zhaoming Immortal Monarch'.

Among the two, the whereabouts of the Immortal Lord's son is unknown, so we should talk more about Feng Zhaoming.

It is said that he is the first disciple of the Immortal Lord of Dongkun, he has learned the skills of his master, and he is sensitive and intelligent.The Nine Questions Sword is the second most outstanding sword in the world's strange sword list. This sword has a withdrawn and cold temperament. It has refused to follow monks for nearly ten thousand years, but when it saw Feng Zhaoming, the blade of the sword suddenly let out a mournful cry, and it recognized its master.

Speaking of Feng Zhaoming's young age, he already has the ability to transform into a god.He also said that his pulse was open at the tip of his eyebrows, what an amazing talent.

Every sentence is like a treasure.

Qian Qing got impatient and raised the wine jar to drink frequently. After a while, she even drank the whole jar until she became dizzy.

Conversations with the same content are repeated every day.Except that the words of praise have been changed, the rest of the essence has not changed.

Just when Qianqing was drowsy, the familiar male voice next to her suddenly coughed and said softly:

"...The younger generation respects and admires the immortal lord for being so capable. You should use the immortal lord as a mirror to reflect on yourself, be vigilant day in and day out, and find the lost son of the immortal lord as soon as possible. Ah Qing, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Qian Qing snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "It's just as it should be in a high position, what's there to praise for what's in it?"

Lin Zichu saw that Qianqing was drowsy, so he opened his mouth to talk to him, but who knew that Qianqing should not talk to him, so he couldn't help but be surprised.

After Qian Qing finished speaking, she put down the wine jar, turned around and walked into the tent.

Lin Zichu was taken aback for a moment, paused, got up and followed.

When he opened the curtain of the tent and just walked in, he was suddenly attacked from behind, and someone rushed up and hugged him tightly.

Qianqing drank too much wine, her whole body was hot, and when she hugged Lin Zichu, her body temperature was astonishingly hot.

Lin Zichu was thrown forward and took a step forward, holding Qian Qing's hand around his waist.

Qian Qing was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he didn't know what he was angry about. He was delirious and lost consciousness, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you... I won't let you..."

"..."

"……you again……"

Lin Zichu's heart skipped a beat, and his body couldn't help shaking.In the darkness, no one could see the slight upward curve of his mouth.

After saying this, Qian Qing dropped her chin on Lin Zichu's shoulder, closed her eyes tightly, and fell asleep.

Lin Zichu waited for quite a while, but didn't hear Qian Qing continue talking, only to realize that this person had fallen asleep.He waited for a while, smiled, dragged Qianqing, and put him on the bed.

Foundation Establishment monks can see at night, but Lin Zichu can clearly see Qianqing's cheek in the dark.

He sat beside Qianqing, paused, Lin Zichu bent down silently, his face was getting closer and closer to Qianqing, and his right hand touched his face.

In the early years of Linzi's life, he was sixteen years old. He never had a crush on the opposite sex, and never made close friends.

After his palm touched Qianqing, he quickly retracted it, hanging in the air, following the curvature of Qianqing's cheek, moving slowly and virtually stroking.

He knew that his hands were much colder than ordinary people.Even in the scorching summer, if someone touches you, the other person will suddenly withdraw their hand and show a stunned expression.

When he looked at Lin Zichu again, his eyes were in awe, but he no longer regarded him as a normal person.

Lin Zichu sometimes thinks back to what life was like before he was found with a cold dragon lying on the snow.In fact, at that time, he already faintly felt that he was different from other children.

After Linzi was born, the mother's health became poor.When he was seven or eight years old, his mother had to lie on the bed all the time, unable to get up, and unable to blow a little cool breeze.

One night, in the middle of the night, Lin Zichu asked the cook to make ginseng soup, and then brought it to his mother's door in person.

But standing at the door, he heard his mother say weakly to her dowry:

"Cuiyun, since I gave birth to Chu'er, my body has been getting worse day by day. When I gave birth to this child, he not only took away all my essence, but also took away a different thing. Alas... gone Something like that, I'm going to die."

Lin Zichu didn't know how he walked back, but he remembered that it was the last time he cried after he was born.

He cried with tears all over his face, because he understood what he had just overheard from his mother.Lin Zichu knew early on that there was a 'something' in his body.It was cold and terrible, and it was in the throat.

I just didn't know that the thing originally belonged to my mother.

Only then did I know why my mother kept alienating herself and never loved her own flesh and blood.

Lin Zichu felt that his mother should blame him.She could have had many children, and there was no need to sacrifice her life for him.She could also tell her father everything and make him hate him together.

But she didn't.

Not long after, his mother died of a serious illness. Lin Zichu looked at his distraught father, and hated himself strongly in his heart.

He took his mother's life and robbed her of what she needed to survive.

Enjoy her happiness, he is a mother-eating... monster.

Since then, the thing in Lin Zichu's throat has become stronger and stronger.Once, Lin Zichu woke up in the middle of the night, glanced at his glasses by chance, and saw a scene that made his hair stand on end.

He found his throat...throat glowing blue.The light sometimes turned into a dragon, sometimes into a peach tree, and soon disappeared, just like a hallucination.

Lin Zichu sat on the bed blankly, knowing that what he saw was definitely not a hallucination.

He killed his own mother.

This is proof of his guilt.

It wasn't until he opened his pulse at the age of 15 that Lin Zichu didn't know that the powerful power hidden in his throat was called Hanlongwoxue.A person with this kind of power has a legendary physique.This force is too strong. After opening the pulse, if he does not stay in a place with strong spiritual energy, the gap between Lin Zichu's internal pressure and the external spiritual pressure is too large, which will cause the vibration of the lungs, and the performance is non-stop coughing.

Only now did Lin Zichu know what he had brought from his mother back then.

The legendary physique is envied by everyone.

But except for those who have the physique, no one knows the frightening aspect of this cold dragon crouching snow body.

In the early years of Linzi's life, he was sixteen years old. He never had a crush on the opposite sex, and never made close friends.

Except for Qianqing,... there will never be any in the future.

Lin Zichu Xuankong's hand stroking Qianqing stopped there.He thought, what's the pity?

There is already a person in this world who won't shrink back when touching his hand.He would press on him and punch him in the face like an ordinary person, and wrestle with him on the ground.Will sneak up in the middle of the night.Relying on leaning back, I turned around and shouted:

"Big brother."

Lin Zichu couldn't help smiling, he took one last look at Qianqing, retracted his hand, and lay down beside him.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning, Qianqing woke up with a hangover and a headache.He had a premonition in his heart, and as expected, after half an hour, the sickness was triggered, and the pain was really severe.

Qianqing was in so much pain that her entire body convulsed.

The first time Jin Qigui saw Qianqing's illness, he asked in surprise, "What's wrong with Qianqing?"

Lin Zichu didn't answer, he slowly released his spiritual power with his right hand, the temperature around him plummeted, alleviating Qian Qing's pain.

A Qi Refining cultivator was shivering from the cold, and hurriedly moved away.