As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

Ling Zhi remained silent.

Master Yaotian thought that he was unwilling to speak up, so he waved his hands: "If junior brother finds it embarrassing, then there is no need to speak up. Right now, finding Yun Jian is the most important thing."

Ling Zhi bent down and picked up the pieces of the white porcelain teacup piece by piece.

After finishing everything, he opened his mouth and said: "It's not embarrassing, just thinking about how to speak to senior brother."

After saying that, he performed the most important etiquette of the Supreme Immortal Sect to Yaotian Zhenren.

Yao Tianzhen was startled by him, and instinctively wanted to help others.

But finally sighed: "Why do you?"

Ling Zhi said: "Brother knows that I was born in a small fishing village by the East China Sea, and my parents and relatives are no longer there. But I don't know that I shouldn't exist in this world—"

"The disaster 200 years ago was caused by the thousand-year entanglement between the Donghai tribe and the Jiaolong tribe. We are just ordinary people who have been implicated."

"My parents and relatives were all killed in the flames of war. I was only nine years old, so I could only do my best to avoid it."

"But how can I avoid it? I was about to die in Huangquan, but he blocked the arrow that pierced my heart for me."

For example, the gods descended.

Ling Zhi recalled the scene at that time with dimples in his eyes.

Yao Tianren sighed for a long time.

He used to know Ling Zhi as an orphan.

But he didn't know that there was such a tragic past.

He sighed deeply, and asked again: "What about Yun's remonstrance?"

Ling Zhi was taken aback: "He was injured so badly, I think he should have entered reincarnation. I went to the Supreme Immortal Gate, and tried to cultivate this longevity technique in vain, and waited for him to return."

Zhen Yaotian understood: "You take Yun Jian as the reincarnated person?"

Ling Zhi didn't say a word, but the expression on his face betrayed him.

"What about the green scales?"

"Qinglin is exactly the same as the one he was born in, and it was born 200 years ago."

All are sad.

Master Yaotian sighed and said, "You are really stupid!"

Ling Zhi lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "It's my obsession that caused this disaster."

Master Yaotian shook his head: "When you find Yun Jian, call him back. The matter of the snake demon is only for you. In the future, the two of you will never see each other again."

Ling Zhi felt like a stick in his throat.

He didn't want to.

He never thought that one day, he would really never see Xiao Yunjian again.

But just think of that scene.

But his heart was in turmoil, as if something was empty.

Xiao Yunjian lost his spiritual power and lost his sword.

Fortunately, he still has some scattered silver and spirit stones on his body, so he can repay Yan Chongyu's kindness for saving him.

Yan Chongyu was not ambiguous with him either.

Since she gave up Qi Hong's skin, she had to buy some outfits for herself and Xiao Yun.

He was holding two very similar clothes and making gestures in front of him.

After stabbing Xiao Yunjian, he asked, "Which one is better?"

Xiao Yunjian was absent-minded, glanced at it and said: "The red color suits you better."

He propped his jaw and looked out of the window, and happened to see several people punching and kicking an old man.

He couldn't sit still.

Ignoring Yan Chongyu's voice calling him from behind, he turned over and fell out of the window.

"Go away!"

He shouted sharply, posing in front of the old man as a protector.

The old man hunched over and fell to the ground holding a cane.

Seeing someone protecting the old man, the perpetrator said viciously, "Good dogs don't block the way!"

Xiao Yunjian's eyes slanted, and his eyes shifted, but the former arrogant energy returned to him.

He straightened his back and flicked his sleeves.

Duan behaved like a direct disciple of the head of the Supreme Immortal Sect.

He snorted coldly and said, "I'll say it again, get out!"

The perpetrators were not willing to leave, they looked at Xiao Yun Jiansheng's good looks, his skin and tender flesh, and couldn't help teasing him: "Such a good-looking young master, if you suffer for him, I will let him go."

Only then did the old man pull Xiao Yunjian's clothes and said, "Young man, help me..."

Xiao Yunjian patted his hand and said, "Don't worry, old man."

The perpetrator sneered, and the three surrounded him.

Before Xiao Yunjian put on a defensive stance, Yan Chongyu's voice came to their ears: "Xiao Yunjian, you are really unreasonable to save people without taking me to play."

As soon as the words fell, the perpetrator fell to the ground and kowtowed for mercy.

Yan Chongyu flicked his fingers, and landed lightly on Xiao Yunjian's side.

Xiao Yunjian looked back and saw the old man in ragged clothes, so he said to Yan Chongyu: "Is there any money left? Give him some clothes."

Yan Chongyu pouted, extremely reluctant.

"Forget it..." Xiao Yunjian sighed, and he pulled out the hosta from his hair crown.

Then he quickly broke off a willow branch and tied his hair in a bun.

He handed the hairpin to the old man and said: "Old man, you keep this, and you can exchange some money for food and clothing."

The old man was very grateful for a long time.

When the old man turned a corner and disappeared, Yan Chongyu still stretched his neck to look around.

Xiao Yun remonstrated helplessly: "What else are you looking at?"

Yan Chongyu clicked his tongue: "If I had known you would give him the hairpin, I might as well give some broken silver!"

Xiao Yunjian smiled, but said nothing.

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Chongyu, who was wearing a crimson wide-sleeved shirt, decorated with twisted gold thread all around.

A waterfall of blue silk was randomly entangled with a ribbon, and the remaining two strands of unyielding broken hair floated beside her ears.

Yan Chongyu saw that his gaze was always on her.

Squeezing his eyes, he said, "Why, are you attracted by my beauty?"

He was born flamboyant and flamboyant.

Behavior like this only makes people think that his nature is like this, and it is not dazzling.

Xiao Yun cast a sideways glance at him.

Yan Chongyu smiled embarrassedly, and asked again: "Did you find a way to bring back the spiritual power in your whole body?"

Xiao Yun remonstrated: "Not at all."

He lowered his eyes, eye feathers covering the expression in his eyes.

In fact, he returned to the Zangshu Pavilion of the Supreme Immortal Gate, so he should be able to find that way.

But that day, he finally made up his mind and went back to Kelaiju to seek Lingzhi's help.

But when he arrived, the building was already empty.

When Xiao Er saw him, he was still a little surprised: "Guest officer, why are you back? Didn't you return to something... did you go to the Supreme Immortal Gate?"

Xiao Yunjian's smile froze: "Have you read my letter?"

Xiao Er hurriedly waved his hands to defend: "How can it be! It's just that the two guest officers exchanged a few words that day, and I listened to it."

Xiao Yunjian suddenly turned sunny: "Why are you bickering?"

Xiao Er scratched his head: "It's not because of your letter. That brother of yours picked up the letter as soon as he took it. It's because of me that I showed it to the handsome guest officer who looks like an exiled immortal."

When he said brother, he was probably referring to Qinglin, who was similar to him.

in fact……

It must be that the one born by oneself is similar to Qinglin.

Regardless of whether it is the blindfold or not, I am always behind.

Xiao Yunjian frowned.

Did Qinglin go so far?

He asked again: "Then Ling... Immortal guest officer, did you say something serious?"

Xiao Er thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Nothing, just a few words of persuasion in a gentle voice, and the two of them joined hands and packed up their luggage, saying that they were going back to the Supreme Immortal Gate."

He was also confused in his mind, how could he remember so much clearly.

Seeing that Qing Linsheng was similar to Xiao Yunjian, Xiao Yunjian did not refute the term "brother".

It's just that Xiao Yunjian didn't want to hear others say bad things about his brother, so he prevaricated at will.

Xiao Yunjian struck his chest again like a heavy hammer.

Thinking of the grievances he suffered in Manfang Building, he recalled what Ling Zhi said.

So much so that Ling Zhi has never doubted Qing Lin.

It was a little hopeless.

The sliver of courage he had finally developed was crushed by Xiao Er's words again.

Panicked, he walked out of the guest house, looking at the round of golden crows, but there was darkness in front of his eyes.

Yan Chongyu called him, and he managed to come back to his senses, and said, "Heh - what am I still expecting?"