Miao Jiangke

Just now Qiu Yangui had been observing Qi Cheng's combos, and quickly counterattacked after finding out a flaw, but Qi Cheng was worthy of Lu Shan's sword, with profound attainments, Qiu Yangui almost lost his breath.

On the contrary, Qi Cheng's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. Although he has the upper hand now, one must know that there are only a handful of people who can do so many tricks under his hands, let alone a little-known assassin.

Although the assassin lost the wind, he didn't back down, and the attack became more cautious, but he didn't feel flustered. This kind of state of mind is really extraordinary.

Qi Cheng thought so.

But as soon as his mind was distracted, Qiu Yangui's eyes narrowed slightly, he swayed and touched the ground with his toes, and flew quickly behind Qi Cheng, taking advantage of Qi Cheng's unpreparedness, he was about to put the sword across his neck.

Qi Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, but fortunately, he was experienced and powerful, so he swerved abruptly to dodge, and pointed his backhand sword at Qiu Yangui's chest, only an inch away.

But Qiu Yangui's sword hadn't reached his neck yet, and if it wasn't for a martial arts contest, he would have lost his life. The assassin didn't hesitate. , I lost."

The smile in Qi Cheng's eyes deepened. He waved his hands and said appreciatively, "You're an interesting assassin. Given time, you will definitely be more promising than Yan Jin!"

Qiu Yangui once again heard Yan Jin, who is now the number one assassin in Jianghu, his eyes flickered, but he didn't respond.

"Qingyue, treat your assassins better in the future." Qi Cheng was overjoyed, and turned his head to tell his ancestors, "This is really a good seedling, you have to take good care of it."

Zuo Qingyue's expression was unclear, his eyes fell on Qiu Yangui, and then at Qi Cheng who was overjoyed, and said sarcastically, "If you know it's from my family, don't worry about it, Sect Master Qi."

Sect Master Qi waved his hands resentfully, "Look at how stingy you are."

The two did not stay here, but returned to the study, and they followed after Qiu Yan returned.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Zuo Qingyue looked at Qi Sheng after sitting down and said, "If you have any difficulties, just send me a letter."

"So soon?" Qi Cheng's smile narrowed, then he smiled in relief and waved his hand, "That's right, we are not the children we used to be, and I can't keep you either."

Seeing Zuo Qingyue looking over with serious eyes, Qi Cheng hastily put on a serious face and began to scold him, "What troubles can I have, don't worry about me, but you send me a few more letters, I don't see you many times a year Just once, and I don’t know how to report safety.”

Zuo Qingyue looked absurd, and sneered at him, "Instead of worrying about this, you might as well worry about your own marriage in your spare time, such a big sect doesn't have a headed mistress, how can you?"

"Qingyue, do you want to lose face?" Qi Cheng stared at him with wide eyes, "Aren't you laughing at fifty steps? Could it be that you have a head mistress in Tunyun Pavilion?"

"Tch." Zuo Qingyue's peach blossom eyes were extremely vicious, his thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered a few words, "Can you compare with me?"

"... Zuo Qingyue!" Qi Cheng slapped the table and roared angrily.

"Hey, trash."

"..."

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The two "parted unhappily", Qi Cheng threw them out depressedly, Young Master Zuo was at ease, without the slightest sense of irritating, and even went along with Sect Master Qi's warm jade chess.

Back at Xuanqingju, just as the young master sat down, Ying Liu appeared silently and knelt down on one knee.

"Young master, things are ready." He said as he handed over a package, Zuo Qingyue gave Qiu Yangui a look, Qiu Yangui understood, and stepped forward to take it.

Ying Liu saluted and retreated, and came out through the window lightly dressed in black.

As soon as Zuo Qingyue's hand touched the teacup, Qiu Yangui naturally stepped forward to take it, and poured tea for him, Zuo Qingyue paused, then took it, and took a sip slowly.

He admitted that the assassin was indeed more considerate than Qi Cheng's Wu Yu.

"This is the clothes I prepared for you. You can change them by yourself in the future." Zuo Qingyue looked at the assassin with a dazed expression, and said with a smile, "Let's leave tomorrow, change into a bright one."

A hint of danger flashed across his bewitching face, but he looked even more handsome and bright, "Brother, I will take you to watch the lantern."

Qiu Yangui's heart skipped a beat, perhaps because he was shocked by his appearance, or because the killing intent in the young master's eyes was extremely frightening, he pursed his thin lips and said, "Yes."

"But I see that you have nothing to do right now, why not..." For a moment, the murderous intent in Young Master Zuo's eyes faded, he turned his head to look at him thoughtfully, and slowly revealed a smile.

Qiu Yangui's intuition is not good: "..."

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The next day, early morning passed.

Qi Cheng took a group of Sword Sect disciples to see him off, he didn't say much, but he couldn't hide the reluctance in his eyes, Zuo Qingyue glanced at him, took out an object from his arms and threw it over.

It was an exquisite wooden box. Qi Cheng glanced at him in surprise, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "You say you can leave as soon as you leave, why leave a present..."

Sect Master Qi opened the wooden box with the corner of his mouth curled up. Inside was a thick stack of letter paper, with ink stains faintly revealing on the back.

Could it be some secret recipe?

The corners of Qiu Yangui's mouth twitched slightly, and he hung his head in silence.

"Qingyue, could it be..." Qi Cheng leaned over with a serious expression.

But before he finished speaking, Young Master Zuo glanced at him lazily, and sighed slightly, "Didn't you say yesterday that you want me to send a letter?"

"Tsk, no matter how you say it, you are the master of a sect. How decent is this, but there is no way, who made me love you." Zuo Qingyue said it very naturally, with six points of pity, three points of helplessness, and one point of evil in his tone , sighed slowly, "Take it, I wrote ten letters, enough for you to read for a while."

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

The disciples of Jianzong watched their hearts and minds, and dared not speak.

In the silence, Qiu Yangui couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the motionless Sect Master Qi, for fear that he would have to stop him if he had an impulsive impulse.

Qi Cheng pinched the wooden box, slowly raised his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Zuo Qingyue... Do you think that I dare not beat you?"

"Ahem... as long as you like it." Zuo Qingyue ignored him, coughed twice, leaned against the assassin, and sighed, "In that case, Yangui, let's go."

Qiu Yangui helped his master into the carriage with a numb scalp, Qi Cheng's face was overcast, but he held back and didn't do anything, he was thankful that the suzerain didn't open the letter, otherwise he would find that it wasn't written by the young master at all.

It was an errand arranged by the young master "for fear that he would be bored", and it "just happens" to be given to Sect Master Qi to "see things and think about others".

The carriage slowly drove away from Jianzong, the young master's sleeves were disheveled, Qiu Yangui accidentally saw his slightly clenched knuckles, and was taken aback.

Then he looked up without a trace, wondering if it was his illusion, he seemed to see the obscurity flashing in Zuo Qingyue's eyes.

Like a faint ray of loneliness.

But it disappeared in an instant, Qiu Yangui frowned, and forgot to look away for a moment, just such a negligence, he met the young master's smiling eyes.

It was as if the emotions he had just captured were illusions.

Before Qiu Yangui could think about it, the young master opened his mouth.

"The regret from last time, I will make it up to you this time." Young Master Zuo hooked his lips, and a white and fat Gu worm appeared on the palm of his hand, "We met last time, goose return, come to make love Bar."

Qiu Yangui froze instantly: "..."

In fact, it really doesn't matter whether human Gu gives or accepts kisses.