Nine Desolation Youth Tour

Jin Chonghua only said: "You think that you have accomplished something by building a foundation, but to most monks, you are just an ant. You don't need to be infatuated with Shengsheng, you are completely different from each other. He is still above me. ..."

Nothing more than a Qingyun Road, a dust.

It really is cruelty stripped from the bones of a person, tearing away that luck, putting the facts in front of him, and every word is reasonable and beyond reproach.

Yu Zhang was already dumbfounded, of course he could understand what was left behind.

He opened his mouth, and finally spit out a question: "... who are you?!"

Jin Chonghua glanced at Ruan Chongsheng, and said calmly: "You are incomparable."

He looked at the waiter who was holding the plate behind Luo Qiu and said calmly, "serve the food."

Ruan Chongsheng said to the palm: "Young Master Yu, take care."

Young master Yu looked in a trance, wondering if he heard it.

It just has nothing to do with him.

Then Ruan Chongsheng asked with a playful smile: "What's wrong, brother, are you angry?"

Jin Chonghua: "Shut up."

"He's not bad, he's just stubborn. I thought he'd be able to forget me as a stepping stone on his way to cultivation after a few years of cultivating immortality. It's a sin."

Turning around, I felt something was wrong again, he seemed to be purely cultivating the Tao, why did he speak Buddhist language.

Jin Chonghua sighed very lightly.

"A Sheng." He called him like this: "It should be broken continuously, and it is easy to cause love calamity."

When he said this, there was no emotion on his face, only his eyes were full of seriousness: "Love is deep and lifeless."

Ruan Chongsheng thought to himself, then what is your fate?

After drinking half a jar of wine, Ruan Chongsheng silently recalled the "lover" around him, and after thinking for a long time, he could only find out Qian Zhu and He Shusheng. His master and aunt didn't know if they could be counted.

But they are all well-behaved, and if there is any real affection, they will not live long.

Jin Chonghua said: "If it's not because of deep love, then there will be no longevity, but if two people are too far apart, and the love for each other is exhausted, there will only be resentment left."

"So you have to be right?"

"Thinking too much." Jin Chonghua didn't bother to continue to say these nonsense words: "I just want to say that he is not worthy, don't drag him back to embarrass Penglai."

"Then senior brother thinks he is worthy of me?"

Jin Chonghua smiled lightly.It was still a graceful demeanor, but Ruan Chongsheng could hear a sneer from it.

Ruan Chongsheng had long since discovered that his powerful senior brother was duplicity on the outside, looking at the wind and the moon, he was really a poisonous and arrogant person on the inside.But... for the sake of protecting his shortcomings, these things are not worth mentioning at all.

"Senior brother thinks that no one is worthy of me?" Remembering that He Yaohua said that there are many senior brothers and Taoists, he couldn't help but say: "Haha, is that senior brother worthy of me?"

The bottom of the wine jar propped Ruan Chongsheng's approaching forehead.

Jin Chonghua glanced at him and said a word: "You are not worthy of me."

That's right, there are only two people in this world who can hold Ruan Chongsheng's mouth, one is his childhood playmate He Yaohua, and the other is Yinyang Shangjun Jin Chonghua.

When standing in front of Luo Mansion again, Ruan Chongsheng was a little emotional.

Back then when he was down and out, he only felt that the grandeur of the Luo Mansion was beyond description.Now it seems that the four corners of the cornices have not been changed, but they are no longer daunting.

Age is a scary thing.

The boy at the door heard his intention and led them all the way to wait in the outer hall.

Yinyang Shangjun didn't like the tea served, he frowned and pushed it away, Ruan Chongsheng fiddled with the floating tea leaves with the tea lid, and was not interested in the clear soup, so he had the right to relieve his boredom.

Fortunately Luo Chi and Yu Zhang are not in the mansion, it would be embarrassing if they run into each other.

"This is Mr. Ruan?" A hesitant female voice brought Ruan Chongsheng back from his contemplation.

Standing a few feet away was the lady wearing a colorful skirt. She was indeed beautiful, with a graceful figure, high temples, and a very attractive color.If you don't say it, no one will see that she is already a mother with five children.

After marrying into Luo's family, this lady also gave birth to a pair of children to her current husband.

At this moment, she looked at the two people sitting with a disturbed expression.

"Sheng... Mr. Sheng."

The complicated dresses and precious pearls and emeralds combined with the frightened expression looked a little funny.

Ruan Chongsheng stood up, "Ma'am." He was very polite.

Thinking that Mrs. Luo is a collateral daughter of the Ruan family, Ruan Chongsheng simply gave her full name when she reported her family name.It seems that this lady is still connected with the family, and he is the newly recognized "son" of the Ruan family just by his name.

Mrs. Luo tremblingly came over to help him, but she didn't notice Jin Chonghua's composure next to her, "Don't dare! What's the matter with Mr. Sheng?"

She is obviously a woman who has lived in the high wall for a long time, her speech is dry and stuttering, and she is not good at communicating with others.

Ruan Chongsheng comforted him: "Madam, you are welcome. We are here to look for someone in your residence."

When he came in, the servant informed that the three masters in charge were not there, so Ruan Chongsheng invited the lady directly.

Mrs. Luo said, "For...the adults?"

Mrs. Luo was indeed born in a family of immortal cultivators, but she was at best a collateral concubine with inferior spiritual veins, not very talented, and she had a deep-seated fear of these decent and famous arrogance.

When it comes to Tianjiuhuang, they all look like they have encountered taboos.

Ruan Chongsheng didn't understand where such a woman had the courage and courage to abandon her husband and son and remarry.

"Master Gao and Mr. Murong went out this morning, Mr. Tianyun and the six guards left yesterday."

Jin Chonghua raised his head, "Six guards?"

It was only then that Mrs. Luo realized that there was a master next to her, and she couldn't figure out his identity, so she said cautiously: "Yes. They all carry swords, and call that one 'Second Young Master'."

Jin Chonghua came over via voice transmission: "It's the boundless 'Six Swords'."

Cangmang is a sect with many dead fighters, including "Six Swords".

These six people were born as dead soldiers, and they are also brothers to each other.The six brothers practiced swordsmanship together, and alone they were not to be feared, but the sword formation formed by their joint efforts was said to be able to kill even the great masters of the immortal sect in an instant.

But everyone knows that these six people belong to the young master Cangmang, Tian Yunlan.

Yanqiu is located in the northeast, and it is bounded by the northern wilderness. It is snowing all the year round, and there is an altar on the top of the snow mountain. According to the custom, the person in charge is not allowed to leave the altar except for some routine matters.

Tian Yunlan is the one who implemented this routine into rules.Except for studying at Shi Tianfu in April every year, he has never left the altar for half a step.Accompanied by sacrificial rites and wind and snow day and night, with gorgeous hair at a young age, it is often rumored in Tianjiuhuang that the young master of Tianyun has entered the perfect state, and he is only short of sitting on the ground and flying.

Jin Chonghua said: "He will not leave the altar, nor will he do such boring things."

He said it with great certainty.

Of course Ruan Chongsheng knew that Murong Xing and Gao Zhenfeng were not here - he had just come to test Tian Yunge's details.Unfortunately, this trip ran empty.

Ruan Chongsheng regretted: "Then bother."

"Hey!" Madam Luo called him, "Young Master Tianyun left this for the little girl to play with."

She spread out her palm, and there was a small copper coin lying on it.

It's just a penny.

Ruan Chongsheng picked it up and looked at it, but there was a small "sky cloud" engraved on the back, like a mark.

Mrs. Luo said: "I'm afraid my daughter won't be able to bear these things from the fairy family. Mr. Tianyun once mentioned that he has a friend named Ruan in Jinling, so he should be Mr. Young Master, right? Then Mr. Young Master should take care of them for you."

Is it equivalent to throwing out a hot potato?

Ruan Chongsheng snorted lightly, looking at Mrs. Luo's face, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Probably because Qian Zhu was not worth it.

When she mentioned her daughter, her expression couldn't be faked of concern and love.Just like countless ordinary mothers, they regard the children born through untold hardships as treasures and love them on the tip of their hearts.

But this love was not evenly distributed, and she never gave alms to her first daughter.Probably for a noble lady who has a wishful husband, three children, and a faint aura, evidence of abandoning her husband and son, a daughter who has been degraded for many years, a symbol of her dishonorable past, is not enough. It's worth recognizing.

Spoiled the wine for sorrow.

"Ma'am." Ruan Chongsheng also handed something to her, "Someone asked me to hand it over."

Ruan Chongsheng has the identity of the Ruan family, which is actually much more useful than this token.It's not that Qian Zhu doesn't know, maybe he just thinks that it's really meaningless to keep this thing, and giving it away casually, and then being thrown in some corner is the best ending.

It's just that Ruan Chongsheng felt that the property should be returned to the original owner.

Why use a small purse as a token?

Because it was something that the beautiful and gentle mother embroidered to the little daughter stitch by stitch in the dream of prosperity in Kyoto at that time.

"This is for my daughter." The mother stroked her daughter's hair, "Our daughter is seven years old."

Even though she was in exile at the age of nine, even after learning the truth about her mother's departure, Qian Zhu never left this small, poorly embroidered purse.

Madam Luo trembled her lips.Finally, Cheng cried bitterly: "I... I'm sorry for her."

Ruan Chongsheng nodded, "It's good that Madam knows."