A Qing

So Ah Qing headed towards Xingyun Village like an arrow, she seemed to have forgotten about Mrs. Qiangwei and Huafeng.

Xiaobai said that with such an owner, it has been under great pressure for a long time.

Along the way, Ah Qing was holding the valuable golden silk armor, followed by a little white sheep, and there were basically no accidents.

Firstly, she didn't reveal her wealth, and secondly, her own strength was extraordinary. Although she stopped and stopped, her journey was smooth and there was no delay in the itinerary.

She took an old man's bullock cart to the city. The old man was a good talker, and Ah Qing could also strike up a conversation. She had a very happy chat with the old man all the way, and it was not until after she waved goodbye to the old man that she felt parched.

She walked into a teahouse and was about to take a break when she saw a pair of grandparents and grandchildren.

The old man was dressed in a blue cloth gown and was smoking a pipe with his eyes closed. The granddaughter was about the same age as her, with two big braids and a pair of charming eyes that were big and bright.

When she walked into the teahouse, she was sensitively aware that the girl with big braids in Ah Qing glanced at her, and when she blinked back to look, she smiled at her again.

Ah Qing also smirked at her.

The old man coughed, half opened his eyes, smoked a pipe and asked the braided girl, "Hong'er, is it time yet?"

The braided girl smiled and replied, "It's time, Grandpa."

Only then did the old man open his eyes. Although his face was wrinkled, his eyes were sunken, and he was old and dry, his eyes were bright and young.

He smashed the cigarette a few times, his eyes turned downwards, everyone felt that he seemed to be in front of them, and Ah Qing felt that he paused for a while when he looked at her.

Just when Ah Qing's eyes showed doubts, the old man buckled the pipe and said: "The whereabouts of the golden silk armor are unknown, Tan Hualang is very poisonous."

Ah Qing thought happily, no one knows that the golden silk armor is in my place!He didn't realize who the familiar Tanhua Lang was.

The old man glanced at the audience with clear eyes, and asked: "Everyone, do you know what kind of treasure this golden silk armor is?"

The braided girl said, "Sounds like a dress made of gold?"

The old man smiled: "This gold silk armor is one of the 'Three Treasures of the Martial Arts', it is priceless, how can any clothes made of gold compare to it?"

The braided girl said in surprise, "Then what's so magical about this golden silk armor, it's actually one of the three treasures of the martial arts?"

The old man blew on the tea in the bowl and took a few sips of tea: "It is said that this thing is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and it is a treasure for self-defense. Unfortunately, it has always been a legend, and no one has seen it."

Ah Qing suddenly thought complacently: Not only have I seen it, but I still carry it in my bag!

The braided girl said: "Then why did Grandpa mention that it is missing?"

The old man smiled: "It's just because it reappeared a few days ago." Then he started from where the "God Thief" Dai Wu stole the gold silk armor, and explained in detail how the "God Thief" Dai Wu was. How to show off to Zhuge Lei and the others when drunk, how despicably Zhuge Lei and the others used their wealth to forget righteousness, killed the "stealthy" Dai Wu while he was drunk, and won the golden silk armor.

Ah Qing was fascinated by it, and felt that the story told by the old man was twists and turns, well-founded, as if she had seen it with her own eyes. Sometimes I gasp, sometimes I am amazed.

When the old man said that the golden silk armor was said to have fallen into the hands of Tan Hualang, she came back to her senses and touched the golden silk armor in the bundle suspiciously. The golden silk armor was clearly in her hands, so why did she say it was What about the Tanhualang?

The old man continued to talk about that Tanhualang met a Miaohualang whose legs had been cut off, and was designed by him and Xiao Qiangwei to save his friend A Fei from being poisoned.

Gradually, she realized that Tanhua Lang seemed to be the middle-aged man she met in that restaurant, Li Xunhuan, who looked lonely and loved to chop wood.

Hearing from the old man that Li Xun Huan was poisoned, people in Jiang Huan thought he had a golden silk armor and rushed from all corners of the country to attack and kill him.Ah Qing frowned, a little worried, but after all, she was only acquainted with them, and she didn't have a deep relationship with them. Besides, she didn't know where he was now, so she couldn't think of a way to help.

She was sitting on the seat, the tea was cold, and she suddenly came up with a good idea, she could tell the people in the Jianghu that the golden silk armor was in her hands, and attract those who wanted to take advantage of the fire and take advantage of Li Xun Huan's poisoning to make trouble.

She was very satisfied with the plan, and she didn't find out when the grandparents and grandchildren received the reward and left. When they were about to leave, they saw a gray pigeon perched on the window frame of the teahouse, looking into the teahouse.

As soon as it saw her, the gray dove flapped its wings and landed on her table, raising its paw containing the small letter box.

Ah Qing thought to herself, could this be the carrier pigeon of Xingyun Village?Why did you use flying pigeons to pass the book instead of the post station?

She took out the letter from the letter box, unfolded it, and after a glance, her expression changed immediately. She threw down the broken silver, picked up the little white sheep, turned around and swept it away. After a few times, she disappeared without a trace.

She ate and slept all the way, without closing her eyes at night, and arrived at Xingyun Village in only three days after the original seven-day journey.

She didn't even take a sip of tea, put down the little white sheep, and didn't even have time to instruct the servants to bring Xiaobai back to her yard. She swept across the side corridor from the main entrance with extreme swiftness, using her toes to use the rockery pavilion on the way, turned over in the air, The figure ran towards Long Xiaoyun's yard like an afterimage.

She stopped abruptly.

I saw thick snow falling on the pavilion by the plum grove, and the plum blossoms were gradually opening.A beautiful woman wearing a light purple wind cloak, like a quietly blooming violet, came out of Long Xiaoyun's room.

"Sister Shiyin, what's wrong with Xiaoyun?" Ah Qing's clear and clear voice was full of anxiety, and suddenly said.

The beautiful woman was immersed in worry, but was startled by Ah Qing's voice, and suddenly came back to her senses.

"Ah... Ah Qing, you're back."

Seeing Ah Qing's dusty look, with bloodshot eyes, she knew that she must have rushed over with her eyes open all the way, and said: "You rest for a while, I will tell you after you rest for a while... "

Ah Qing waved her hand: "I don't mind, Sister Shiyin, tell me first, how is Xiaoyun?"

Complicated emotions appeared in Lin Shiyin's eyes. On her pale face, a pair of secluded eyes looked at Ah Qing slightly red, and forced a smile:

"My life is saved, but... I won't be able to practice martial arts in the future."

As the only son of Long Xiaoyun, the fourth dragon master of Xingyun Zhuang who is very famous in the Jianghu.

Long Xiaoyun stood out among the new generation of martial arts prodigies since he was a child, and was favored by the martial arts seniors in the rivers and lakes, predicting that he would have great success in ten years.

He started to practice martial arts when he was just born, when he was just able to stumble and walk, and the cold winter and hot summer never stopped.

He was extremely talented and worked extremely hard. As her mother, Lin Shiyin couldn't understand his desire for strength.

He was deprived of martial arts like this, which was even more cruel than killing him.

However, what made Lin Shiyin most angry and saddened was that the one who abolished his martial arts with his own hands was...

Ah Qing didn't know what Lin Shiyin was thinking, but she felt sorry for Long Xiaoyun from the bottom of her heart.

Although she has only been Long Xiaoyun's master for one year, she knows that he is a much stronger child.

She pushed open the door of Long Xiaoyun's room and walked in gently.

Long Xiaoyun lay on the bed, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

His small round face, which was originally full of energy, now quickly thinned out his chin, showing a slender melon-seeded face like Lin Shiyin's, slightly feminine.

He looks a lot like Lin Shiyin, he is a very beautiful child.

When Ah Qing went in, he realized that he was not asleep.

But his eyes were tightly closed, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pale lips were slightly pursed.

Ah Qing's eyes were red, she sat on the head of the bed, gently touched Long Xiaoyun's face, then held his hand:

"Xiaoyun, Master is here, don't be afraid."

A tear slipped from the corner of Long Xiaoyun's eyes, and his lips were pursed even tighter. He gently held Ah Qing's hand, and said in a weak voice, "Why did you come here!"

Ah Qing touched his forehead pityingly: "Master is here, no one can bully you."

His voice was soft, but he said intermittently: "You...you touch the young master's head if you haven't washed your hands...you haven't showered for a few days...it stinks to death."

This kid is so uncute at this time.

Ah Qing laughed angrily, and pinched his nose lightly: "You've been driving for my teacher for a few days, yet you still tell me."

Long Xiaoyun opened his eyes and stared at her weakly, but Ah Qing didn't think his gaze was intimidating at first, and now his body is weak, and his aggressiveness is even weaker.

"What do you think this is?" Ah Qing shook out the golden silk armor in the bag, "The golden silk armor you have been thinking about!"

Long Xiaoyun closed it after taking a look, and said reluctantly: "It's so ugly, it's still the three treasures of the martial arts."

Ah Qing smiled for a while, seeing that he was in a bad mood but forced herself to behave in front of her, as if nothing had happened, her heart suddenly felt sour.

A rare coldness appeared in her eyes: "Xiao Yun, who is it?"

This nonsensical words, but Long Xiaoyun immediately reacted.

He opened his eyes, looked at Ah Qing for a while, and said calmly: "Give up, I won't tell you, I have already told the people below, if anyone dares to talk too much, I will punish him severely!"

"Why? It is only natural for the master to avenge his disciples."

Besides, with his usually gloomy personality, who always takes vengeance, if he fails to get revenge on this matter, he will be depressed and unable to let go of it.

But Long Xiaoyun wanted to drive her away impatiently: "Don't dawdle in front of my eyes, it's a headache!"

"Hey!" Ah Qing glared at him, "Hurry up!"

"..." Long Xiaoyun closed his eyes and pursed his mouth tightly, not relaxing like a clam.

Ah Qing kept staring at him for a long time, so long that she felt that he was going to fall asleep.

But she knew he didn't. Although Long Xiaoyun held her hand lightly, he never let go.

Ah Qing said slowly: "The Yue girl, Ah Qing, has only one apprentice. He was disabled in martial arts, and she will not give up until she avenges him."

"I know you think I'm lazy, I don't like to remember any grudges, and that person has a lot of background, I'm afraid I can't beat him... But you have to know, you are my precious apprentice."

Long Xiaoyun's slender eyelashes trembled like small fans, casting a deep shadow on his pale face. He took two deep breaths, and held onto Ah Qing's tightly, his fingertips turned white and trembling slightly.

"Little Cloud..."

"I won't say it." Long Xiaoyun interrupted her, let go of her hand, and turned over, "I'm so wordy, I want to sleep!"

The author has something to say: Virgo changed the title of the chapter, please don’t black QAQ, I really can’t bear it for a long time