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【171】Waiting for your return

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Dao Ren Song, who was flying in front, turned around very casually. The leaves that had just been picked in his hand, which were still stained with autumn frost, then he took the wind away, and accurately cut off all the fingernails that had just been strung out from Xiao Fengqin!

"..." Xiao Fengqin looked at his ten bare fingers and wanted to cry without tears.

Luo Feng, as soon as you left, I was bullied by the heartless man named Song!

When will you be back?

I can't live without you than Miss Qin...

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Six years have passed in a flash.

Chu Qingyan walked all over the country alone.

I have seen the soft words of Wunong in the Rain City and the thin boats in the alleys; I have also seen the camel bells and yellow sand and rime in the sky; I have also seen the small town with spring seasons, simple folk customs and flowers bloom in all seasons; and then to the ice and snow in the north, blizzards pouring, plum trees...

It has been a long time since I have experienced all kinds of things in the world. People have gone from being anxious, very happy and sad at the beginning to being calm now, and their hearts are as calm as water.

Every night, Chu Qingyan asked herself that she had not done enough.

In recent years, he has eliminated evil spirits, killed puppets, and accompanied Chenmu with one sword. The Qingzhuo Zhenren and the Pozhi Qing Sword have long been frightened by the ghost world.

Facing the praises of the world, Chu Qingyan was calm.

He didn't think this was a merit worthy of praise. He just hoped that he would do more and would make the world less regrets.

He took nothing away from the land of suffering when he left the land of no regrets. He still had to go back and didn't need anything to be kept as a souvenir.

In a blink of an eye, it has been six years...

Chu Qingyan stood up and pushed open the window, looking at Rushui Chanjuan hanging high in the sky outside. The moonlight spilled in from the window and fell quietly on the man wearing a dark gray robe with cold eyes.

Chu Qingyan looked at the moon quietly, and once again remembered the scene of Qin Mei's soul returning to that day. The coldness between her eyebrows gradually became softer.

Ah, wait for me...

Only allow himself to rest for a moment every day, Chu Qingyan quickly sorted out her mood, turned around and returned to the table to continue lifting the pen and writing on the paper.

Back under the dim candle, Chu Qingyan's dark gray robe looked like ink at first glance. After writing for a while, his hands were a little cold. He reached out to take a black cloak placed next to him and slapped it on his body.

This black cloak is very similar to the one from Qin Meiyu, except that this piece is black all over, with only one or two deep red plum blossoms embroidered on the inside, just like the cold plum blossoms that are in bud in the morning breeze and waning moon in the deep winter snow.

That's exactly the same...

Chu Qingyan was writing a prescription that allowed ordinary mortals to resist corpse qi.

Over the past six years, he has been constantly improving and finally letting ordinary medicinal materials replace scarce drugs. Although the effects are slow, their effectiveness is comparable.

I remember that when Qin Meiyu asked him to accept Qin Siqi as his disciple, he made a deal with him, saying that he would find two medicines that he had only found for him. He was very unhappy. At that time, they didn't know that Qin Meiyu would soon have a broken brain bone and die of the tragic grass pond...

After six years, I always think of the heart-wrenching pain. The black hair rippled under the water and the pale face... Whenever I dreamed at midnight, these still appeared in my dreams, replacing the family tragedy many years ago.

Qin Meiyu healed his childhood injuries and gave him the courage to heal.

With his palms on his heart, Chu Qingyan felt the throbbing.

Waiting for your return, this injury will heal itself.

Looking in the direction of the land of no regrets, I imagined that wisp of soul is still sleeping in the grass pond, and Chu Qingyan's heart is peaceful.

When Chu Qingyan dealt with Qin Siqi, he could not find the best solution.

There is no evidence to say that she is the murderer, but there is no abnormality in the barrier...

Although there is a saying in the master that one lineage can only be obtained by one lineage, it is unknown whether there are other people in the master lineage.

At first, he couldn't accept Qin Qi's tragic death, and he also showed murderous intent, but he still remembered what Qin Meiyu once said to him.

...Chu Qingyan, please accept her as your apprentice and teach her well, don’t let her go the wrong way, don’t abandon her...

I promised her.

Therefore, Chu Qingyan trapped the man in Xiaofeng and Canyue House, where there were the afterimages of him practicing swords. Qin Siqi could practice accordingly. He also left many books on the clear mind and determined nature, and also asked Qin Siqi to copy a clear mind mantra every day.

He did not know whether he did this to Qin Siqian. He only knew that if he knew that she had killed Qin Meiyu in the future, he would not have spared her!

The hostility hidden in Qin Siqi's eyes, her behavioral pleasing, her flattery, her vanity and pride, and the occasional erratic disobedience... These are all understandable. If you spend more time and guide your guidance, you can change them one by one.

But, kill someone...

It is not enough to have such a vicious heart at a young age to guide you.

It was already midnight after writing the prescription and prepping the medicine.

Chu Qingyan pressed her sour eyes, tilted her to the small couch on the side, and stood her head and stared at the lamp and stared blankly.

After going around, he came to Mount Lu again.

Chu Qingyan has repaired the weak points of the barrier and removed some puppets and evil spirits. This place should be quiet for a while. As soon as tomorrow dawn, he will divide these medicines. Through the observation and understanding of local villagers these days, he has changed some of this prescription to resist corpse qi, which is more suitable for villagers living near Mount Lu.

I don’t know if they have the shyness of the Xiangyun Yingyue…

Tomorrow... let's ask.

Ah Shan likes it.

Very tired, Chu Qingyan, who was tilted on the couch, slowly closed her eyes.

The eyes closed slightly, and the tight eyebrows were slightly relaxed. The long eyelashes fell under the candle, leaving a row of shadows, like the eye feathers of crows wings covering their cold eyes, and their handsome face looked much gentler under the candle.

In a place where Chu Qingyan didn't see it, a thin white light floated out from the jade perch that Chu Qingyan was carrying, gradually becoming thinner and thicker, gradually showing a...human shape...

It was curled up, like a baby. After a while, it slowly stretched out its arms and then stood up.

Obviously, this "human figure" overestimated himself, and he took steps very casually, but fell down hard. Fortunately, it didn't hurt. After this fall, thehuman figure dispersed a little, gathered around and packed himself up again.

After reserving himself, the baby moved his steps like a toddler.

Moving to the side of Chu Qingyan's sleeping couch, the "human figure" finally became more obvious. She was a woman, a woman with a very good face.

He is charming and lively, pretty and elegant, and has clear and bright eyes, which looks very beautiful.
Chapter completed!
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