Peach Blossom Jade Xiao

The night on the top of Tianshan Mountain seems to be extraordinarily cold, but also extraordinarily quiet.

Yun Qing took Peach Blossom Island's healing holy medicine Wuchang Pill, exercised and adjusted his breath in the middle of the night, although he hadn't fully recovered from his injuries, he had healed seven to eighty-eight, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

She didn't care when she came to the world of the Condor God and became a little dragon girl, because she believed that she could fight against Ouyang Feng, and because she knew the next development of the plot, she could always make arrangements in advance, and the source of her confidence was Tianshan Misty Peak, but now, only my own understanding of the plot is left, but who knows, because of my time travel, will not change the original development track, but I no longer have the ability to fight against the top masters.

Next, what should be done?Yang Guo must be saved, but...

A burst of flute sounded into the ears, the indescribable desolation, the endless tact, like a song like weeping, the sound of the flute was low and soft, and infinite desolation permeated the top of the mountain.Yun Qing only listened for a moment, and her eyes filled with tears. She knew that he was missing his dead wife, and his missing had lasted for nearly 30 years.

Slowly walking out of the thatched hut, under the moonlight, the blue clothes looked more and more lonely, and his back became more and more desolate. For a moment, she wanted to go up to hug him and give him warmth.But reason told her that she couldn't do that.

Seeing the person she had longed for for more than ten years standing in front of her sadly, and asking her not to do anything, she knew she couldn't do it.

Turning around, he took out the bamboo flute he bought on the road from his backpack, and played it softly.

When the flute sounded, Huang Yaoshi was stunned for a moment, and stopped playing the jade flute.He himself knew that he was missing his dead wife, so the tune he played was also extremely desolate, but why the flute sound of the girl in front of him was so desolate, although it was not the same as his remembrance, it was also infinitely desolate.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the flute was desolate for a while, and then gradually calmed down. The sound of the flute gradually became peaceful and serene. At the end, it seemed that there were hands hugging and comforting him.

Huang Yaoshi is a master of temperament, and his martial arts are even more advanced. This feeling was only for a moment, and he woke up with a start, looking solemnly at the girl in white in front of him.

Yun Qingqiao blushed, and slowly put down the flute in her hand, but she didn't dare to look at him again.I just got carried away with bragging just now... A master like him must understand the key.

Huang Yaoshi is such a smart person, he smiled brightly: "Unexpectedly, Miss Yun is also an expert in music and temperament. On the top of Tianshan Mountain, this old man has found a fellow of the same kind."

Yun Qing raised his head and looked at him, although he couldn't see his expression, but from his eyes and tone, he also knew that he shouldn't be entangled in the embarrassment just now: "It's lucky for Yun Qing to be so affirmed by senior, but Compared with the seniors, the trivial tricks of the juniors are really not worth mentioning."

"Since I, Huang Yaoshi, say that you are my fellow man, why should you belittle yourself?"

Yun Qing smiled, but turned her head away from looking at him, just looking at the bright moonlight in the sky.In fact, she really wanted to see his face under the mask. In the novel, he was said to have a handsome appearance, Xiao Shuxuan, and a godlike appearance. She didn't know what he looked like.

"...In this case, you and I are friends, but I don't even know what you look like."

Huang Yaoshi smiled brightly, "I wear this mask because there are too many mediocre people in the world. Since I regard you as a fellow, I naturally won't treat you like this."

Hearing this, Yun Qing turned around, only to see that he was removing the mask from his face with his left hand...

A face, a mature middle-aged man's face appeared under the moonlight. At this moment, she felt that it was not enough to describe him in case of any charm, Xiao Shuxuan's posture, and his aura.

This is a handsome and free-spirited picture, with star eyebrows and sharp eyes. It is astonishingly beautiful, but it does not look like a woman's soft beauty at all.

It turned out that he actually looked like this, and it really couldn't be described in the book.

Huang Yaoshi chuckled lightly: "Now that you have seen my face, can you count me as an acquaintance?"

"Yunqing has met..." Yunqing bowed to the end, but suddenly froze, how should he address him?

senior?It is naturally inappropriate for the two of them to meet as equals.

Pharmacist?She thought about it, but the person in front of her would not agree!

brother? ...

Huang Yaoshi returned a salute and said, "Since you and I are in the same league, you can call me by my name as you like."

Yun Qing was stunned, and quickly realized: "You and I know each other well, and I also know that you are called Dongxie. If you don't mind that I am young, can you allow me to call you big brother?" Since this is the case now, why don't you be bolder?

Huang Yaoshi was stunned, "You baby, no big or small." His own granddaughter is about the same as her, and the title of "big brother" is really... But thinking of Zhou Botong and Guo Jing's sworn brotherhood, he couldn't help but smile.

"Since you and I are of the same generation and have fellowship, what's the point of addressing me? My friends call me Qing'er directly. If you don't mind, you can call me that. As for what other people say and think, that's up to others. What does that have to do with us?"

"..." Huang Yaoshi was completely stunned. He never imagined that there would be such a woman in this world who was even worse than himself, who treated etiquette like dung, and acted even more perverted than himself.Thinking of this, I just feel that Yun Qing in front of me is more in tune with him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yun Qing couldn't say anything.He just picked up the flute again and played it slowly.

She doesn't understand his thoughts, and she doesn't know how to say them, after all, she treats him differently in her heart.

The sound of the flute was still gentle and elegant, but with a touch of loneliness and sadness, Huang Yaoshi was listening to it, and felt a little dazed for a moment!

Although he is known as Dongxie and despises all common etiquette,

But it seems that she is not as free and easy as the young girl in front of her.How did he know that this girl was not from the same era as him at all!Are these still things for a newcomer in the twentieth century?

The sound of the flute finally stopped, Huang Yaoshi looked at her beautiful profile, and felt in a trance for a moment.

Yun Qing also looked at him, the traces of years on his handsome face added a bit of charm to him, thinking about his lonely life, there was a look of pity on his face!

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