"Master..." Holding the wine pot, Taoist Song looked Xiao Fengqin up and down, for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "May not work. With your current appearance, the wind will not run away from the desert, because of years of love. I serve you, the head, you can't."

Xiao Fengqin is messy: "..."

After a while, Xiao Fengqin pinched seven inches and then slowly hit her up: "Asong, the soul on the Jiaocao Pond has dispersed. Have you thought about how to explain to Luo Feng?"

When Taoist Song heard this, his face changed.

"Otherwise, you get Luofeng drunk later, and then you will be the hostess of Xiaofeng Canyueju..." Xiao Fengqin pulled back 10% and hummed like a rock, "I guess you can't do it. Your little body has been hollowed out by the wine and has no two taels of meat all over. It seems that it is difficult to raise. My Luofeng has a beautiful face and a pretty figure. He will not flow to outsiders' fields. If you are cheap, you will be wasted, right?"

"Xiao Fengqin!" Taoist Song angrily threw the air, "Lu Feng is back, I can't escape, you can't escape either. Do you know what it means to even sit down? I will pull you when I die."

"Whatever you want..." Xiao Fengqin threw a broken can and sat lazily on the back of the chair, his face full of hopeless life. "I really didn't see that A Song, you are so affectionate, and you are with you for life and death. But I like women, you are destined to have no chance in this life."

The two of them talked so much for a while, and finally they were no longer so gloomy.

The disciples came excitedly to report that when Master Qingzhuo had arrived, Xiao Fengqin and Taoist Song finally supported each other and moved their steps.

The Qingzhuo Zhenren, dressed in plain clothes, has arrived at the gate of the land of no regrets.

Seeing him slowly climbing up the stairs, Xiao Fengqin felt that his tears had slipped from his eyes in a daze.

After six years of separation, Chu Qingyan did not see any vicissitudes of life, but instead became even more dazzling, as if a rough jade had washed away the dust.

Fighting his waist, which had been weighing a lot after working hard and restrained, Xiao Fengqin rushed over without any image, hugged Chu Qingyan and howled: "You have no conscience, you have been leaving for six years, without any news. What a cruel and careless lover..."

The eyes were full of greasy. Taoist Song looked at it and couldn't bear to see Chu Qingyan coming back from rushing thousands of miles away, and was embarrassed alone in dust. He stretched out his hand to the other side. Taoist Song wanted to explain that the leader was not crazy, maybe he had watched more dramas recently, but seeing that guy Xiao Fengqin was really here, tears slid down the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't help but turn red with his eyes.

Turning his face, Dao Ren Song took a big sip of wine and swallowed the tears that surged from his eyes.

Xiao Fengqin was so strong that he took two steps back. Chu Qingyan reached out and patted Xiao Fengqin who was holding her tightly, and said in a very difficult tone: "... Master, I haven't seen you for several years. It seems that you are very safe. That... can you let go first..."

"I'm very nice, I'm very nice..." Xiao Fengqin knew Chu Qingyan's little temper and did not dare to wipe his tears on his robe. He pinched a small handkerchief and wiped his tears, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want any kind of demeanor or demeanor anymore. I just miss you..."

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Taoist Song next to him skillfully shook off goosebumps.

"No..." Chu Qingyan pushed the extremely strong leader with difficulty, "...You made me breathless..."

Xiao Fengqin: "..."

"Hahahaha..." Taoist Song laughed without any shame.

The joy of reunion after a long separation was deliberately extended by Xiao Fengqin for a long time.

Greetings, talking, holding banquets, and disciples greetings...

Finally it was the moment of the end.

Speaking of being tired, Xiao Fengqin and Taoist Song leaned slanted, resting their tongues with dry mouth.

The disciples have been sent out, and there are only three of them in the room.

Chu Qingyan stood up, soaked two pots of tea and handed them to the two of them. They were not polite and said thanking them in a hoarse voice. Then they held a pot of tea and moistened slowly.

Finally, his ears became quiet. Chu Qingyan stood up and saluted the two who had been extremely enthusiastic since they met: "Thank you, Master, Senior Brother Song, welcomes Luo Feng, and Luo Feng returns to Xiaofeng Canyue House to settle down. I will officially thank the two senior brothers tomorrow."

Go back...

Xiao Fengqin and Taoist Song looked at each other, but they wanted to speak but stopped.

Chu Qingyan waited until this time before saying that she wanted to go back. In fact, she had guessed a little in her heart.

They tried their best to exaggerate, and he was also working hard to cooperate.

The setting sun outside is already paved with, and the colorful flowers in the world are now stained by the sunset, and then slowly hide in the darkness.

The Qingzhuo Zhenren, wearing the sunset, looked more transparent than six years ago. Her jade-like face did not change at all because of the warm color of the setting sun, and her eyes were still calm and unwavering.

Six years of worldly affairs have been rolling, and Qingzhuo Zhenren has been stained with fireworks on earth. He knows the warmth and warmth of human feelings and understands the weight of this friendship more. From beginning to end, he did not say anything more, and every move he made, as if he had been away from home for a long time.

All the sadness and grievances were silent.

If possible, I would rather Qingzhuo Zhenren have always been a worldly and cold person.

In the end, Xiao Fengqin couldn't stand it anymore. He put down the teapot in his hand and stood up suddenly: "Lufeng, let A Song and I accompany you."

A person, a small flesh and blood body, seems to be able to withstand all the sufferings and hardships in this world.

Chu Qingyan looked at their faces and her heart suddenly sank, as if she had been immersed in an ice pool. Her blood seemed to be stiff, her hands and feet were cold, and her hands under her wide sleeves were suddenly tightly held.

I have been mentally prepared for a long time, but I still inevitably have luck.

"Okay." He spoke again, and Chu Qingyan's tone did not change at all.

When he arrived at the Xiaofeng Cangyue House, Chu Qingyan did not rush in, but looked up at the blue halo that spread over the sky.

It was the barrier set up six years ago, shrouded in the barrier of the Jiaocao Pond, protecting Qin Meiyu's soul.

"For the past six years, Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Brother Song have worked hard..." Chu Qingyan withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "Luofeng has gained a lot after walking this time. In the future, he will definitely give back to the suffering of what he has gained and realized."

The laziness on Song Daoren's face was curled away. He looked at Chu Qingyan and said word by word: "Lost wind, remember what you said. You can not be Chu Qingyan, but people in the world still need Qingzhuo Zhenren."

The mountain wind blew, waving his clothes and Chu Qingyan nodded without hesitation: "The fallen wind understands."

Taoist Song sighed: "What are you waiting for? Go in."

"Senior Brother Song..." Chu Qingyan didn't move, "Do you still have wine?"

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