Miao Jiangke

Although the young master's face was as sinking as water, his eyes became bright and vivid, Qiu Yangui couldn't help being dazed for a moment, and the memories of the past flooded into his heart.

He turned his head and forcibly cut off his turbulent thoughts, but suddenly met a pair of mung bean-sized eyes, Qiu Yangui was stunned, the little guy flew over with flapping wings, stood on his shoulder, and confronted the previous tit-for-tat No, the little parrot tilted its head and lightly pecked his side face with its beak.

It made Qiu Yangui feel a little itchy, and turned his head to avoid it. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the parrot's outstretched wings and folded them, its head drooping limply and not moving.

The mood is a little indescribably complicated.

He raised his hand and gently tapped its head with his knuckles, Qiu Yangui lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the flash of nostalgia.

Things are different and people are different, mountains are long and waters are wide.

The memory at that time was covered with a layer of fog like a veil, only the sourness surging now is unforgettable.

One is a bird kept in the yard, and the other is a wild goose in chains.

The afterglow falls on the fluffy feathers of the parrot, and then rubs against Qiu Yangui's face, but the only people and birds in the scene seem familiar.

Surprisingly quiet around, Zuo Qingyue looked at the assassin quietly, without making a sound for a long time.

Yingshi was the best at observing words and expressions, sighed lightly, glanced over the shadow guard behind him, and waved lightly at him.

The shadow guard was holding the shackles in his hands, and was about to retreat after receiving the hint from Shadow Ten, when he met the young master's gloomy gaze, he seemed to be nailed to the spot, hesitating and not moving.

Qiu Yangui saw everything in his eyes, walked to the side of the young master without saying a word, first took off the exceptionally obedient parrot from his shoulders, and handed it to Ying Shi, then stretched out to the shadow guard. hands.

Xuan Tie was still gloomy under the warm light, so the hidden guard had no choice but to cast a glance at Ying Shi, and Ying Shi frowned and nodded hesitantly when he saw the young master's expression was the same.

Qiu Yangui was calm from the beginning to the end, his eyes followed Xuan Tie, the shadow guard did not raise his head, and was about to grab the assassin's hand to fasten the shackles, when suddenly a hand came from diagonally below, blocking Qiu Yangui's whole body , pushed back.

"Who are you showing a sad face to?" Zuo Qingyue looked the same, and when he withdrew his hand, he twirled his fingertips and said in a low voice, "It's cold in the late autumn night, if you really don't want to part with it, it's not that you can't accommodate."

Ying Shi pulled the bewildered dark guard back, waved his hand to signal him to back away, and immediately pretended to be deaf and dumb with drooping eyebrows and eyes.

Qiu Yangui was taken aback for a moment, and then his quiet eyes lit up. He stood there and asked hesitantly, "...can I stay?"

Zuo Qingyue paused, remembering the weirdness of the assassin just now, his eyes flashed complicatedly, and he staggered his gaze and replied impatiently, "Well, there is something missing to warm the bed."

The light in Qiu Yangui's eyes dimmed, but he still said softly, "...OK."

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Evening, study.

The shadow ten generals reported to the young master in detail the recent trivial matters of various sects and the changes in the world. Zuo Qingyue didn't speak for a long time, but suddenly interrupted him.

"Shadow Ten." The young master asked, "Which one is following today."

Yingshi was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized, "This subordinate is about to report this matter, today Qiu... the peddler that Mr. Qiu bumped into at an untimely time belonged to Elder Lu, but the strange thing is that there was no scar on his arm before. .”

This scar looks like an old wound, and it cannot appear in a short time.

"Buyu Pavilion." Zuo Qingyue spit out these three words, and his narrowed eyes flashed with displeasure, "It's not just that old thing Lu Qian, it should come from the north."

If the southern part of Miaojiang is resplendent and resplendent, then the northern part is "a piece of barrenness", a dark place where maggots linger, and the former residence of "Yin Ke".

——The mortal enemy of "Miao Jiang Ke".

Presumably Feng Dong has reached an agreement with the "Yin Ke" and hid in the dark waiting for the opportunity.

Waiting for an opportunity to seize Miaojiang.

Zuo Qingyue smirked: "Look at it a little bit, and hold back for now."

They are also waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to wipe out these bugs.

"Yes." Ying Shi nodded, but before waiting for the young master's response, he raised his eyes inquiringly.

Zuo Qingyue lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Let Ying Liu continue to investigate the previous matter..."

"Go and find out what was secretly plotting in the Buyu Pavilion back then, as well as the movements of the various sects."

"Also, Qiu Yangui's experiences over the years."

"Yes."

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Among the mountains and forests, there is no language pavilion.

In front of the hall, someone was sipping tea slowly.

"Pavilion Master." Qing Lian submitted the letter, hesitatingly said, "Swallowing Cloud Pavilion intends to exert pressure, should we return it or..."

"No retreat." Feng Dong raised his eyelids and interrupted Qing Lian, "Is there any news from Lu Qian?"

"Yes, Elder Lu asked about the Pavilion Master's wishes. If he doesn't say anything and nods, he will find a way to get close to Qiu Yangui." Qing Lian frowned slightly, "This subordinate is dull, since the master intends to use Qiu Yangui, he will directly face Shang Miao. Doesn't Jiang startle the snakes by scaring the grass?"

In the past, they all avoided Miao Jiang, and they acted like this just after news of the assassin came out, wouldn't it arouse young master Zuo's doubts?

Feng Dong smiled, "Do you really think that Zuo Qingyue has been in vain for so many years? In fact, he knows our every move. The face is opened in front of his eyes. On the one hand, he will test the position of the assassin in his heart, and on the other hand, it is to let him put his mind on it." It’s all about our movements.”

"Although what Wei Shu left behind is just an imitation, it is enough."

If the assassins live in peace, they can do things conveniently. Although "loyalty Gu" is not a forbidden Gu a hundred years ago, and its power is far inferior to that of a hundred years ago, it is now an important chess piece that can hold Zuo Qingyue back.

"Our hole card is the key to comeback."

Feng Dong muttered to himself, and lightly stroked the neck covered by the clothes with his fingers, the blue skin exposed was lifeless, forming a strange contrast with the pale face, as if his head had been sewn on a piece of clothing that did not belong to him. on his body.

Qinglian lowered her eyes in a hurry, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, it didn't seem like a place with living things, "Buyu Pavilion" was just like its name.

Suppressed in a suffocating silence.

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Swallowing Cloud Pavilion, the young master's bedroom.

The incense rose up, and suddenly a gust of wind blew it up and dissipated it. A slender hand pinched the head of the culprit and pushed him back.

"Ga—" A certain green-capped parrot flapped its wings angrily, Qiu Yangui lowered his eyes, and slowly let go of his hand.

The little ancestor who had a hot temper before did not know what he had experienced. After being loosened, the feathers that had been blown up suddenly fell down. He paused in a daze, and silently retracted his wings.

It tilted its head and glanced at Qiu Yangui with mung bean-like eyes, raised its paw and moved it slowly towards his hand, hesitated for a while, and then took the initiative to stuff the small head with a strand of green hair into Qiu Yangui's palm .

The fluffy touch rubbed against his palm, Qiu Yangui's dejected expression eased, and there was a smile in his cold and clear eyes, and he touched Xiaolu with his fingertips.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

The strong wind passed by, and it hit the wall with a "clang" sound, which was always arrogant.

Zuo Qingyue stepped into the house, Xiao Lu flew up to the beam in shock, and Qiu Yangui also subconsciously stood up.

The young master narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and his tone seemed to be deliberately finding fault, "What kind of reaction are they, am I scary?"

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The young master's attitude is about to soften (〃?ω?)