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"Big brother Nan Gong's family has a long history. If you can get senior to personally teach you, who in the world would dare to be so fierce? "No need to fight, junior is willing to admit defeat." Tie Qingyi walked out from behind a fake mountain and walked in front of the pavilion. She bowed and said with a smile: "Greetings, senior!"

"You're good at holding your breath. Even I can't detect any breath. It seems your cultivation has already caught up to your master's level." At this point, he thought of Li Yan, and immediately became angry, saying: "Logically speaking, this old man should be happy for my old friend, having such a successor, but now that this old man sees you acting like a thief, I really want to beat you up."

Tie Qingyi guessed that this old man must have thought that even though he had different intentions, he still minded Tian Xin'er's matter. Tie Qingyi felt a sense of shame and did not explain, and smiled: "Thanks to senior's praises, I, Tie Qingyi, am honored. However, when I left the sect, the skills of teacher Zeng Dao's juniors far surpassed that of teacher's years ago. "

"You brat, you are just like a monkey, only knowing how to climb up when you give a hemp to someone. This old man does not have the time to chat with you. I only have one thing to say. As he spoke, he walked out of the pavilion.

"Senior, please wait a moment." When Tie Qingyi saw that he was about to leave, she hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and said in a disapproving manner: "What Senior taught me is true, this junior will definitely remember it in his heart." Pausing for a moment, he continued, "However, I still have one more thing to ask. Senior, please tell me."

"You want to know about the past history between your master and the Jadeblood Fairy?" The unrestrained child saw through his thoughts, and guessed that Tie Qingyi must have secretly followed him and Nangong He to uncover the truth. He coldly said, "Your master did not tell you about it, so naturally, it is because I do not want your later generations to know about the old things. Why do I need to talk so much?"

Tie Qingyi smiled and said: "Senior's words are wrong. My master once said that if I see him as a good teacher, I must treat him as my disciple." So, senior is actually no different from senior. Are these words from senior's mouth, or are they from senior's mouth? It's all the same. "

The carefree guy glanced at Tie Qingyi and said, "You don't need to be so glib. This old man is not in the mood to care about your emotions." It just so happens that you're here. This old man needs your help with something, are you willing or not? "

Tie Qingyi put away her smiling demeanor, cupped her hands, and bowed as she spoke: "If Senior has anything to say, feel free to instruct me. It's a great wish for Tie Qingyi to be able to help Senior."

"This is not an ordinary matter." The unrestrained child's face was serious as he slowly said. After a moment of silence, he took out a palm-sized red lacquered wooden box from his bosom and handed it to Tie Qingyi, saying seriously, "The contents of this box contain all the clues regarding Leng Qing's life. This old man has spent several days in the capital searching for these clues." Now that Leng Qing has joined the Sect of Spirit Hill's Great Monk, you must pass this to Leng Qing when he has mastered his skills. You need him to personally go to the capital and ask for confirmation. This matter is of great importance, do not take it lightly. With your martial arts mentality, you are the best person to keep this thing. "This old man is used to working like a crane in the wild. This is already an exception. I don't want to get involved with this anymore."

In the past, Tie Qingyi had been on the outside. The person who had heard the most from his master was none other than the carefree son. He knew that he had been carefree and unruly all his life. He had always disliked ordinary matters. Even the matter of him teaching Nangong He martial arts was likely because he had seen that the monk and the Northern Jue both possessed a competitive spirit.

The wooden box was about two fingers thick, and it was extremely convenient for him. He put it away and thought to himself, "With Senior Pan's status, it seems like Brother Leng's life is truly extraordinary." He replied respectfully, "When Brother Leng was accepted by the Divine Monk of the White Sun Mountain Sect as an honorary disciple, this junior guessed that Brother Leng's identity must have a great background. I do not wish to see senior toil in person, just by this point, junior has already understood that this is no small matter, and will definitely not disappoint senior's request, please do not worry. "

Free and Unrestrained Child faced the sky and sighed, but he didn't say anything. Behind his back, he was deep in thought for a while. Suddenly, he whispered, "The Long Yi Western Mountain. Cold spring pavilion used to swim in the old, three vents like autumn. When the white ape sees climbing a tree, where is the long howl? "Don't look at the pictures. It's not like you look at the mountains."

Then he shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "This is an evil work of the past when I visited the West Lake. Now that I think about it, things are different. There will be many talents in the future, Tie Qingyi, and all of our generation will belong to the dust. The martial arts world belongs to your generation, so don't lose your reputation as the Northern Extreme Sword God. " With that, he turned and left the garden. Tie Qingyi watched him leave as she carefully mulled over his words. The old man's words revealed the sorrow of a youth that could pass away easily. The youth's heart suddenly felt many emotions.

The moonlight shined upon the Thousand Mountains, the cold wind was blowing gently. The carefree child's proud back seemed so lonely that it could only be accompanied by moonlight. In Tie Qingyi's eyes, it was a kind of loneliness, but it was also a kind of freedom. For some reason, an ominous premonition slowly rose in Tie Qingyi's heart. He did not understand why she would suddenly have such a feeling.

After a long time of dejected contemplation, just as Tie Qingyi was about to return to her room, she suddenly heard voices coming from outside. A few figures flew past the garden, and from their voices, one could tell they were Nangong He and Gu Qishao. Tie Qingyi was slightly surprised. She lightly jumped onto the wall and used all her strength to look over. In the blink of an eye, the four of them had flipped over the wall and ran away. Looking at their figures, there were two people standing behind him. One of them had a pair of sabers in his back and the other was wielding a giant axe. They were the two Western Beijing martial artists, Qiu Haitian and Fan Zhangkong.

Tie Qingyi was secretly suspicious as he thought to himself: "In the middle of the night, what are Brother Nan Gong and the others up to?" Just as he was wondering, he heard a light rustling sound from his clothes. Tie Qingyi hid herself behind a tree and peeped over her shoulder. He saw a slim and graceful figure dashing towards him at this time of the night. The person was extremely fast and wore a scarlet cloak. The crescent moon shone brightly and it was clear that it was Tian'er.

Tie Qingyi quietly jumped down from the wall and called out: "Hey! "Miss Tian."

Tian Xin'er stopped and covered her chest with her hand. She pretended to be surprised as she shouted, "Aiya, little white robed girl, are you trying to scare me to death? It's so late, why are you hiding here instead of resting? "

Tie Qingyi knew that she was intentionally putting on an act, so she avoided her lovable and lovable gaze. She curiously asked: "I still want to ask you about it. It's so late, what are you going to do?"

Tian Xin'er did not expect to run into Tie Qingyi in the middle of the night. Her interest was raised as she said happily: "I was counting the stars in the yard, and when I heard someone running outside, I chased out to take a look. Who would have known that I would run into your little enemy? Heh, little white robe, are you like me, sleepless from longing and coming out to count the stars to play? "

"Counting stars?" Tie Qingyi stared blankly before bitterly smiling: "It's been so many years since I last played with the stars."

"Me too." Tian Xin'er rolled her eyes at him and said faintly, "However, ever since I met you, I have always been like how I was when I was young. I always count the stars at night."

Tie Qingyi was silent. A long time ago, whenever something unhappy happened, he would sit alone on the mountaintop, counting the stars that filled the sky to pass the lonely night. In the sky, there was a solitary moon, and vegetation flowed like flowing water. No one questioned him at all. That sort of feeling was both familiar and distant now that they thought about it.

And now, the peerless beauty before his eyes was sleepless night, all because of an unexpected encounter with him, her feelings were deep. Perhaps her greatest loneliness was not being left alone, but rather being not understood or acknowledged by others. Deep into the night, all was silent. The joy of a brief meeting was replaced by a new melancholy. A man wanders in sorrow alone, alas... In this world, who was not a visitor from another village?

In matters between men and women, unrequited love was the most bitter.