"To tell you the truth, I used to have the idea of luck as a teacher, but now I have lost three disciples, and I don't have half a thought. ”

Song Kunyan was haggard, short of breath, very sad in his heart, and relieved that the three apprentices had finally lived up to their expectations, and paused and said: "The teacher has no nostalgia in Yongping now, but Xiao Song and they died miserably, and there are no relatives and friends in the world, so they only rely on the teacher to avenge their hatred." ”

Dong Song opened his mouth in a hurry, but Song Kunyan raised his hand to stop him: "They are also at fault for the teacher's knowledge, but 'Daichun Pavilion' is a crooked and evil way, and it is harmful to the world, not to mention that this revenge is not avenged, and it is difficult for the teacher to feel at ease." It is impossible to destroy the 'Daichun Pavilion' with Qingcheng's strength, but according to what you said, it was the three demon girls who killed Xiao Song and them, and the teacher must kill the three of them with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart. ”

Dong Songyi hurriedly said: "Master......!"

"Don't say any more," Song Yunyan sat in the chair and raised his forehead with his hands, his eyes closed, "The teacher has made up his mind, you can rest quickly." ”

Although Dong Songyi was anxious, he was helpless. In fact, Song Yunyan did not give up the Huitian Pill, and still had a fluke mentality, but it was difficult to say it in front of the three disciples, so he had to fabricate a real but unconcerned reason to stay in Yongping. Dong Song didn't know in his heart, but suddenly thought of the pattern imprinted in his hand, so he called Master again.

Song Kunyan looked up tiredly and said, "What else is going on in Shouyuan?"

Dong Song stretched out his palm to Song Kunyan's eyes, and said expectantly, "Can Master recognize this?"

Song Kunyan stared at Dong Songyi suspiciously, and Fang took the palm of his hand to see that it was a harsh winter, and the inside of his hand was dry.

Song Kunyan let out an "ah" at that time, stood up dumbfounded, and grabbed Dong Songyi for a while before saying, "How can you ...... Where is he...... He ...... "Seeing that the three disciples looked at him in confusion, Fang let go of his hands and sat back, and said, "Where have you seen him?"

Dong Songyi thought for a while, "...... Master means Brother Tang?"

"Brother Tang?"

"Yes, Brother Tang Ying. ”

Song Yunyan frowned and said, "You tell the teacher, what is he born like?"

Dong Songyi couldn't help but smile when he thought of Canghai, and said: "He is tall and thin, and he is bookish......" Speaking of this, he suddenly felt that he couldn't describe anything, shrugged his nose, and said excitedly: "By the way, he is covered in mint-flavored incense!"

Song Kunyan's brows furrowed even deeper. "What does that look like?"

"Looks ...... Well...... It's pretty good. ”

"It's good-looking?" Song Yunyan furrowed his eyebrows, "What do you mean it's good-looking?"

Dong Songyi had no choice but to shrug his shoulders. "It's good-looking, it's good-looking. ”

Song Yunyan rolled his eyes impatiently, "What else?"

Dong Songyi thought about it carefully, "...... Oh, probably sixteen or so. ”

"Huh?"

"Hmm. ”

Song Yanyan's face was gloomy for a long time, and he said, "Then what color are his eyes?"

"Huh?" Dong Songyi was stunned, "Isn't it black? ”

Song Kunyan sighed for a long time, and Dong Song smiled and said: "Actually, I don't understand, this person doesn't seem to want people to see clearly, the child is very good, but he is naughty, even I can't help but want to slap him before I get angry." ”

Song Yanyan frowned, slapped the armrest, and said with a light in his eyes: "It's him!"

So Dong Songyi frowned.

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