Mother's Chosen Master

call~

The carriage stopped in front of the mountain, Xiao Ou had a serious face, and knocked on the door, "We are here, let's get out of the car."

Qingqiu Residence is a small courtyard located in Longshan. Although the courtyard is small, the ancient books and information collected over the years are indeed the largest and most complete. In addition to collecting news, the owner also occasionally spreads news. The news comes from Qingqiu means absolute authenticity.

It is said that a piece of news from Qingqiu shakes every corner of the world.

Xiao Ou helped a slender young man to the front of the yard. There was an old man holding a broom in the yard, cleaning it meticulously. The broom swept the ground with a clear and rhythmic sound.Ou Lan specifically told Xiao Ou that she should not be in a hurry when things happen, but to be calm and not to be in a hurry.

So, the two of them kept silent, and wanted to wait for the old man to finish his work before speaking. Not long after, the sun rose and the warm sunlight shone on them. Maybe everything would go well, Xiao Ou thought.

"come in."

The old man brought two cups of tea, "I wonder if you are used to drinking Longshan tea?" After speaking, he also sat across from them.

"Qingqiu's rules are simple, news must be exchanged at equal value. I have to judge whether it is equal or not. What does the girl want to know?" The old man asked with kind eyes and a handsome face, spreading his hands.

Xiao Ou didn't say a word, after a moment of silence, he took off the clothes of the person beside him.

Plop knelt down and clasped his fists, "I hope the master can release a message."

Spread the word?

The news released by Qingqiu is all the decisions made by the homeowner alone after careful consideration. So far, no one who has found this place has ever asked for such a thing.It was indeed interesting, and the old man kept smiling, "Oh? Let's hear it first."

"Lord, look at the wounds on his body." As he said, Xiao Ou pulled back the clothes of the boy next to him. The skin that should have been smooth was covered with bruises, and more of them were scabbed scars. New and old, densely packed, too dazzling.

"Okay, put it on, it's cold in the mountains, don't catch a cold, it looks like his body is weak."

The host always smiled, "Girl, you must know that there is no shortage of tragedies in the world, even if I spread such things, the world will not..."

"Lord, can you patiently listen to me finish everything."

"Okay, you continue."

Around the corner that day, the acquaintance Olan and the others met was one of the children who were arrested when she was still playing for Hongye.

The child has grown into a teenager. If it weren't for the mole on the tip of his nose, it would be really hard for Olan to recognize him.

The two just collided head-on.

In life, you don't know when you will be separated, and you don't know when you will meet again.Naturally, they were overjoyed to meet each other, and Olan couldn't help asking how he was doing these years.

After all, most of the children she tried her best to protect back then did not end well.

His original name was A Bin. When Hong Ye disintegrated, he did not follow Ou Lan. He followed Daliu to hang out with Yan Mojiao for a while. He was a bit smart. He thought that the sea would be brighter since then, but he unexpectedly fell into another wolf's den.After entering the concept of Qingxu, he changed his name to Qinghe, and Qingcheng was a close friend who depended on each other for life. They supported each other until the other disappeared. Why did they have no courage before?The years were wasted and so many opportunities were lost.

After years of inhuman treatment, when I met Olan, my childhood gentle sister, I told her everything without reservation.

The highly respected Daoist Fuchen in the arena is just an old beast with a beastly face.

"Abin, it's actually a good thing that you didn't follow me back then. Although it was very painful in Qingxu Temple, you are still alive now, and to live is hope." Olan's heart tightened again when he thought of the fire.

At this point in the story, there was no smile on the face of the host, and he said with a serious expression, "He is such a person."

Reminiscent of whether An Yu, the leader of Yan Mojiao, was also his apprentice, and the fatal blow in the initial encirclement and suppression came from him, so I dare not think about the connection.

Qinghe suddenly bowed to the host, and put his head heavily on the ground, "Please, help us, otherwise, no one will believe what we say, they won't believe it. Qingcheng has been taken by him Damn, he's my best friend, I beg you."

The old man helped the young man up, "Don't worry, the old man is definitely not an unreasonable person." With a glint in his eyes, he said, "I will use the fastest speed to spread the things about Qingxu Guan in the world, so that he has nowhere to hide " After finishing speaking, there was another bright smile, "Don't worry, but I don't do business at a loss, no matter how busy you are today, you have to stay and have a light meal with me before leaving, I am alone!"

Xiaoou and Qinghe looked at each other and smiled, relieved.

"Everyone left?"

"Well, according to...as you said, take her...she went to see the stone tablet in the courtyard, and led her to discover the mechanism."

Why are you nervous, she's not that dead old man, the corner of Nian Shang's mouth curled up to make it even scarier, I dare not look at it.

"Help me with one more thing."

"What's the matter, you said."

"Burn the Qingxu Temple."

The blazing flames will eventually turn everything into nothingness, and Nian Shang has light in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, Nangong Tingting leaned against the big tree and gasped for breath. The sweat all over her body showed that she was working hard, holding on to the hard training of the day, and she dared not let up even a little bit.

Looking at the stars, the sun and the moon, well, when you are young, you should try your best to do something big!

He moved his sore wrist, raised his sword again, and flew to Jingtong's side.

Sa is the secular name of Master Qingshuang, so could Qing be a person, and if so, who would it be?

Practicing sword is practicing sword, always distracted to write other questions, Jing Tong took a look at someone.

"stop!"

After many rounds, seeing that someone's breath was not right, Jingtong stopped immediately, "It's all right."

There is no problem with the moves and pace of Nangong Suting, but the only thing is that internal strength cannot be cultivated overnight.In addition, you have to grasp the Tianluo sword and cooperate with Lingyue. If you are anxious and lose your breath, the whole set of sword skills will collapse.

Wiping the sweat off his head, "Jingtong, am I a failure? Why do I feel like I haven't made any progress after so long?" Someone looked at Jingtong with a melancholy expression.

"How could it be?" Jing Tong said anxiously, "You are the most talented person I have ever met, think about how you were when you first came to Moyunxuan, and think about your progress in the past two years. People who practice qigong are far inferior, you, you are too demanding of yourself! Don’t need so much pressure, I’m here.”

"Hui'er." A little shy, Jingtong stretched out her hand to hug someone gently, "I thought I couldn't practice this set of sword skills, but I feel very good to be able to practice Qingsha with you."

"It feels good, what do you mean?" Nangong Tingting held Jingtong's waist tightly with both hands, "Can you explain more clearly? I don't understand!"

Jing Tong let someone hold her tightly in her arms, "I mean, I only want to practice Qingsha with you. So, do you understand?"

So she should understand!

"Huh? Sui'er is dull and doesn't understand." Nangong Sui Ting's mouth was almost crooked in laughter, but he still pretended to be stupid.

"I like you, and I am Nangong Tingting who likes you."

No matter how beautiful and poetic words are, sometimes they are not as simple as a sentence, which hits the heart directly and makes someone faint with joy.

Both Lingyue and Tianluo fell to the ground.

There is absolutely no reason for the beauty of Liangchen to live up to her. She looked into her eyes affectionately, stroked her cheek, kissed her, and held it carefully. Nangong Ting thought, no matter how many years have passed, she will never forget everything that happened tonight. Be the most precious moment in her life.

Xu Ping was pushing Fuchen's wheelchair, and the path in the mountains was not easy to walk, so he had to work hard.

"Is your wrist okay?"

"Thanks to your blessing, nothing serious."

"That girl Mo Yunxuan is really so powerful! You have fought against her, let me tell you about her martial arts."

Looking down at the hair whirling of the person below him, he paused for a moment.

"Why, it's hard to say?"

After serving Fuchen for a few days, Xu Ping had already noticed that he was uncertain and unpredictable, but it was his dream to be so close to such a big man.

"She's just a woman, and I've admired her for many years. Of course, I can't be cruel when I fight against her."

The light was dim, and Fuchen had a ghostly expression on his face. He waved his hand and sent Xu Ping away.

"I want to be alone for a while, you go to see if all the sects have arrived, and take care of everything."

"Okay, Xu Ping understands."

I can't remember how long it has been, the martial arts cheats in the secret room are piled up one by one, and he has got everything he wants, the only regret is that he has not obtained the highest magic skill of Yunyou, which is nothing.But he is a very patient person. He has plenty of time to get what he wants. In the end, he finally determined that Gui Wu's moves and secrets are all engraved in a string of beads, and the outer layer of the beads needs to be wiped with a special potion. Go, and the potion is placed under the secret passage.

It was actually the right choice for An Yu to pick up Nian Shang back then!She really is the most sensitive dog!

It was slightly bright, and someone was banging on the door at the gate, thinking that someone was making trouble again. The moment the door opened, Nangong was almost hit on the head with a stick, and his legs went limp. Luckily, Lan Chuxiao supported him.

Without bothering to investigate the servant's rudeness, he asked anxiously, "Where's Madam?"

"Madam is still sleeping."

"Hey, take it easy."

He was limping and screaming for pain all the way, but now he was running quite fast. Lan Chuxiao walked behind him speechlessly with his medicine box on his back.

"Zi'er, are you ready?"

"Ah."

Nangong Tingting gently combed Jingtong's hair again and again, "Today we wear the same bun, okay?"

"it is good."

The girl behind her suddenly lowered her head, "You kiss me first."

boo~

After saying that she likes it herself, she doesn't seem so embarrassed to do this kind of thing again. Well, there is still a little bit. Jingtong's red ears can't escape Nangong Ting's eyes. She moved her head and kissed Kiss there, "That's great."

After communicating with each other, the swordsmanship of the two people cooperated even more tacitly. They had a chance of winning, and they firmly believed.

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long wait

In fact, maybe I am really not suitable for writing Lily, but I am helpless...