Qionglou Yuyu, the night breeze blows away the ink hair, a pair of clear eyes appear more translucent and clean in the night, the flute sounds, the intestines are worried, and the mind is messy.

The old sect leader looked up at his grandson who was playing the flute on the roof, obviously not far away, but he felt that it was far away, and the sound of the flute was ethereal and sad, full of worrying thoughts.

It seems that the grandson really likes the little girl.

It's just that the little girl didn't practice the set of internal strength and mental methods she gave her at all.

The disfigured girl in Zixia Peak didn't know what was crazy, not to say that she had arrested her junior brother and almost collapsed the Demon Sect, but fortunately, she had made a lot of friends when she was young, and she barely saved the Demon Sect, but this river and lake are also in chaos, and now she is also anxious, and she has no time to help her grandson chase the little girl.

The grandson obviously gave up silently, but he missed the little girl in his heart.

The old sect leader couldn't imagine that his grandson's temperament could withstand the pain of a crush, or the kind of silently letting go, silently blessing, and silently missing.

It's stupid.

It's just stupid.

The little girl didn't even know what her grandson really looked like.

It's not that he is boasting, his grandson has a good appearance, which is much better than the fake skin he borrowed, and the little girl's husband is not comparable.

Although, I have to say, the little girl's husband is also a good-looking man, but he is the same as his grandson, and his grandson is a fairy-like character, put it in another world he has been to before, that is, boys, I don't know how many fans will chase the existence of worship.

Hey, my grandson was born in the wrong era!

If......

The old sect leader took out a jade box, opened the jade box, and there was a small insect lying quietly in the jade box, the insect was very small, like a sesame seed, white, and a pair of small eyes were black.

The old sect leader liked the world he had been to by soul exchange too much, but he was actually very reluctant to be exchanged back, but on the contrary, he was exchanged back, he was out of place in Miao Jiang, and was finally expelled from Miao Jiang, and after being expelled, he was inspired to study Requiem Gu.

Requiem Gu is planted into Miao Jiang children under the age of ten, and then at a critical juncture, the soul is exchanged, the soul is nourished with the soul, and then at the right time, the soul is exchanged back, the old sect leader wants to cultivate the Requiem Gu into a kind of existence that can be useful to people over ten years old, as long as there is Miao Jiang blood, no matter how old they are, they can be planted into the body and coexist with the body.

If he can cultivate successfully, he wants to return to the era of soul exchange in the past, jumping in jeans, shaking his head in a fashionable airplane, drawing circles with his left hand and right hand, not to mention being more energetic.

Licking his lips, the old sect leader misses the wine there a little, the wine in this world is not good at all, the wine in that world is so delicious, and the chocolate flavor, the fruit flavor......

The thought of chocolate made the old sect leader even more sad.

He hadn't eaten chocolate in a long time, and the melt-in-the-mouth, silky sweetness was so missable.

The old sect leader closed the box, clenched his fists, and cheered himself up: "I can do it!" Hum! ”

If your grandson can't catch up with that little girl, you will take your grandson to another world to be a super male god and let thousands of little fans chase him!

Ye Ziyue, who put down the flute, looked at the old sect leader talking to himself.

The old sect leader, who was still silently inspiring to be an agent and train his grandson to become a super idol, felt the cold staring eyes, raised his head, looked at his grandson, smiled, and the folds on his face wrinkled, "Hello! Good grandson, grandpa has come to see you, do you miss me? ”