Ask for collections, ask for red tickets~

An unpleasant negotiation is over, smiling and looking at Qinglin's departing figure, her eyes are full of incomprehension, she knows that Qinglin is from the Zongheng family, but he seems to be a very special existence in the Zongheng family, now that Shen Tianfeng is gone, he can be said to have no support, what confidence does he have to face such a behemoth as the king Qijun alone.

"Why, you men always feel that it is so unbearable to be subservient to women, is there no female emperor in this world, how can men live in the era of those women who were emperors in ancient times?"

sighed helplessly, since she couldn't get it under the account, then she wasn't going to say anything, since Qinglin didn't appreciate it, then let him destroy himself. After all, Xiaoxiao still believes in the strength of the nine-headed god kite, although Qinglin is very strong, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the nine-headed god kite.

Back in the inn, the little guy appeared beside Qinglin and said in a calm tone: "Qinglin, I really want to feel a familiar smell, but it's so faint, I can't tell who it is." ”

Qinglin was slightly stunned, and his brain, which was originally thinking, stopped suddenly, looked at the little guy and said curiously: "What did you say, I felt a familiar smell." ”

"It seems to be the smell of green frost, but I'm not sure!" The little guy also had a headache and scratched his head, although it could feel the smell, but it was not very sure, so it could only look at Qinglin aggrievedly.

Hearing Qingshuang's name, Qinglin suddenly seemed to be a different person, and said fiercely: "You mean it really?"

"It seems to be, but I'm not sure, you can't blame me if it's wrong!" the little guy said with a serious face, rubbing his nose.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Qinglin hurriedly pulled up the little guy, and the whole person flew out.

The figure galloped above the sky, Qinglin quickly left Yongzhou City, many people in the city saw Qinglin's galloping figure, many people were curious, but no one followed, after all, they had just experienced an assassination, and others didn't want to be killed by Qinglin.

Running all the way, the divine power in Qinglin's body was rapidly consumed, but he didn't care at all, but asked eagerly, "Is this direction?"

"Well, but it's strange why the smell is getting weaker and weaker!" the little guy looked at the distant area with some puzzlement, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Then let's speed up!" Qinglin's speed became even faster, and the whole person was like a long rainbow hanging across the sky.

Finally, half an hour later, Qinglin took the little guy to the place that emitted the smell of green frost.

Qinglin looked around carefully, but there was no trace of half a human population around the barren mountains and mountains.

Looking at everything around him with some loss, the loneliness in Qinglin's eyes was not concealed, but he knew that this was not a sure thing, but he still had great expectations, but when he came here, Qingshuang's breath had completely disappeared, and this situation made Qinglin a little annoyed.

The little guy was on Qinglin's shoulder, and comforted him in a milky voice: "Qinglin, don't be sad, you will definitely meet." ”

The little guy said as he waved his little paws in a wry way.

Knowing that he was comforting himself, Qinglin smiled a little far-fetched: "It's okay, in fact, I also know that it's not so easy to be able to meet her." ”

Slowly squatting on the ground, Qinglin muttered in a somewhat depressed mood: "I'm really tired, I haven't really spoken to her for many years, but the last time I was in Beacon City, I saw her and she asked me, 'Who am I?', I'm afraid, I'm really afraid that she will never remember me again, I'm afraid that she will forget me, so I really don't know what else I can do." ”

Qinglin, who was squatting on the ground, was no longer the proud phoenix-like man, but a lonely and helpless teenager, he was a little dazed, a little at a loss, and some didn't know what to do.

The little guy was also annoyed and stayed on Qinglin's shoulder, he could feel the sadness in Qinglin's heart, but it couldn't solve anything, so he could only stay quietly aside.

Just as Qinglin was in the middle of his thoughts, several hurried cries for help sounded, "Help!" "Come on!" ......

Qinglin raised his head, felt the sound of fighting in the barren mountains, raised his head, thought for a while or chose to take a look, although he knew that such a thing had nothing to do with it at all, but he still went after all.

Hurrying to the crowd that was calling for help, Qinglin saw two men and a woman being chased by a black leopard.

The woman was wearing a palace dress, her hair was originally coiled up in a bun that had been completely scattered, and the sword in her hand had become messy, and although the two men on the side were also a little thrilling, Qinglin, whose strength was far above them, could still see that the two men had preserved most of their strength.

Looking at the two men carefully, Qinglin smiled with some disdain, since someone wants to play a hero to save the beauty, he naturally will not ruin the 'good deeds' of others, although he knows that these two people are definitely not a good thing, but what does this have to do with him.

Just when Qinglin was about to turn around and leave, a figure engraved in the depths of his heart appeared in front of Qinglin's eyes, dressed in white, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens, fluttering to the ground, his right hand as white as jade was gently stretched out, and then a thumb-thick divine light directly killed the cheetah that stepped on the first step into the sky.

Turning his head, the beautiful face made the three people here fall into a trance, and the woman was the first to react, looked at the woman in white in surprise and said, "Thank you, senior sister, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have to stay here today." ”

The two men looked at the woman in white with undisguised obscenity~ filth, but they also knew that their strength was not as strong as the woman in front of them, so they still chose to converge.

He also looked at the woman in white respectfully and said, "Thank you for this senior sister, I don't know where the senior sister comes from, if there is a chance, we will definitely come to the door to thank you." ”

The woman in white didn't look at the three people in front of her, but turned her gaze behind them, looking at the figure she was just as familiar with.

"Qingshuang!" Qinglin stepped out a little nervously, looked at the familiar figure, and softly shouted out the haunting name.

The woman in white is naturally Qingshuang, although Qinglin doesn't know why Qingshuang appears in this place, but he doesn't care, as long as he can see her, it would be excellent.

The woman in white took a deep look at Qinglin, then turned around and walked away, as if she didn't want to see Qinglin.

Looking at Qingshuang's figure flying away, Qinglin's eyes darkened, gritted his teeth, and he galloped away quickly along the figure.

The three of them stood there a little bewildered, if it weren't for the appearance of the cheetah falling to the ground, they would have really thought it was a dream.

Qinglin chased forward with all his strength, gritting his teeth without giving up in the slightest.

The speed of the woman in white in front of her was not very fast, just about the same as Qinglin, and the two of them were galloping on this land.

Qinglin was willing to chase like this, his footsteps changed, and the line in the vertical sword technique was applied to the body, and the whole person's body became extremely fast. After a while, he caught up with the woman in white.

The right hand stretched out a handful to grab the figure, the two stopped instantly, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face, vaguely recalling the shadow of the departed back then, Qinglin said in a deep voice: "Why?"

Beneath the suppressed voice lies boundless rage, and Qinglin is like a volcano ready to explode at any moment.

The woman in white looked at Qinglin's big hand clenching her wrist, her eyes blinked, and then she looked at Qinglin and said softly, "Are you still blaming me?"

Qinglin gritted his teeth and said nothing, although he wanted to see her very much, but he was really unhappy. The emotion on my face almost said that I was very unhappy.

"I'm sorry!" Qingshuang said apologetically as she looked at her mature face.