Chapter 197: come and hug! The soul of the sword is not allowed to run! (2 more)
Chapter 197 Come and hug! The soul of the sword is not allowed to run! (2 more)
Qing Yunge raised his head and looked in one direction, only to find that there was no one there.
Some are just pine leaves flying, and the river under the arch bridge has already formed a thin layer of ice, and the boats are gone.
She stared at that place and did not return to her senses for a long time.
What's going on, why does she feel like someone should be there?
"What's the matter, Qingqing?" Rong Jinhuai noticed something was wrong with the people around him, he followed her gaze, his pupils shrank slightly...
The people of Shenxuan Island, why are they here?
And that person seems to be Jun Lan, the first spirit formation master that Jun Lin once mentioned?
Rong Jinhuai's eyes narrowed slightly, and then his eyes met Jun Lan who was standing on the bridge.
Jun Lan's brows wrinkled, and then all the breaths in his body were instantly restrained.
Rong Jinhuai found her and understood, but why is the little girl beside him so sensitive?
Jun Lan recognized the girl in the red dress. She had left a projection of her avatar in the Siling Academy. On the ninth floor of the Xuanling Pagoda, she encountered this girl who made her avatar appear by accident.
Not only did he not have the slightest reverence for her, but he was very unhappy about being her apprentice.
"Huh, isn't that little girl... your granddaughter, right?" Jun Lan clearly felt the bloodline fluctuations of the same clan between the two of them, she was a little incredulous, "I remember when I saw her a few months ago, Her cultivation is only the soul rank."
"Huh?" Long Yu frowned, also surprised, "Have you seen Yunge?"
"I left a clone projection and asked Ah Ying to help me find my apprentice." Jun Lan nodded, "This little girl has been to the ninth floor of the Xuanling Pagoda, but her cultivation base was very weak at the time, and she was also vulnerable to the spirit formation. I don't know the slightest bit about it, so..."
Having said that, Jun Lan paused because she didn't know what to say.
She can't say that in fact, people don't have the idea of taking her as a teacher, right?
This is too much damage to her name as the first spiritual master.
"Then Yunge's progress is really fast enough." Long Yu looked over again, this time, the eyes of her and the girl in the red dress were exactly right.
But she knew that the girl in the red dress could not see her, although the people around the little girl…
Longxue shifted her gaze and saw the appearance of the man in white. A look of surprise flashed across her pupils, and then she nodded in relief.
It seems that Yun Ge doesn't need to worry about her in the future. With that person, even if the sky of the Nine Clan falls, she will be safe and sound.
"I have accepted this apprentice." Jun Lan's cold eyes flashed with fiery heat, "In just a few months, he has risen a lot, and such talent is comparable to that of the original residents of Shenxuan Island. Where are you going?"
"Alan, didn't you just say you need to think about it?" Hearing this, Long Yu gave her a playful look, "What if my granddaughter still doesn't have any involvement in the spirit formation?"
Jun Lan's face froze, she said vaguely: "It's okay, I can teach her from the beginning."
I finally found a person who is pleasing to the eye, and I can't let go of anything.
It's a big deal, she asked her incompetent brother to help her tie this little girl.
King's Landing: "…"
Sister, don't you know, I have to run away when I see this little girl!
"Let's go." After taking another look at Long Yu, she withdrew her gaze.
Now, it's not the time to meet, wait until she finds Fengya, and then meet them again.
Longxue smiled bitterly, she hadn't figured out how to explain this to Qingtian.
Whoever finds out that his wife, who has been dead for decades, suddenly reappears one day, will go crazy.
And... that person has deep affection for her.
's eyes softened slightly, like water pouring down.
Jun Lan nodded and followed Long Yu.
Anyway, her time is still very long, even if the little girl runs, she will not be able to run away from the temple.
This apprentice, she accepted.
After the two left, Qing Yunge lost the feeling of being watched, she also withdrew her gaze, and there was a trace of doubt in her eyes.
How did she feel, just now someone was watching her all the time, but she couldn't find anyone.
If it wasn't for her hallucinations, then the person who looked at her also hid her figure.
But Qing Yunge could sense that the person watching her had no ill will towards her.
So... Who the **** is watching her?
"It's fine." Qing Yunge smiled at Rong Jinhuai, "I'm lost."
Since that person is unwilling to show up, she will not pursue it.
"Then go in." Rong Jinhuai nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
Before entering the Qing mansion, he raised his head slightly, glanced at the direction where Long Yu and Jun Lan were leaving, and his eyes moved slightly.
No wonder he always felt that there was a very mysterious bloodline power in Qingqing's body, which seemed to originate from Shenxuan Island.
However, I don’t know which power this bloodline is related to on Shenxuan Island.
It seems that he will still go to Shenxuan Island in the future.
…
The Qing family was very lively today. The red lanterns hung on the wall. The servants in the yard were gathered in twos and threes, and their faces were filled with joy.
It was late, the sun had sunk below the horizon, and thousands of lights were intertwined, like a bridge of seven-colored rainbows.
"Prince, please." As soon as Qing Tian saw the man in white, his eyes lit up, "I heard that the prince has been sick in bed before, so he must not have a good year, this time the old man will definitely let the prince have a good year. ."
"Grandpa Qing is very polite." Rong Jinhuai smiled lightly, "Jinhuai is very happy to be able to spend the New Year with Grandpa Qing."
Qing Yunge: "…"
She just watched these two flatter each other.
Grandpa had forgotten about this black-bellied prince as soon as he saw her.
Qing Yunge snorted, ignoring the two of them, then slowly walked to the side and sat down.
"Stinky girl, it's New Year's Eve, why do you look like that?" Qing Tian remembered that he had a granddaughter, and his eyes widened, "Are you trying to get in trouble?"
Qing Yunge's eyes twitched, and she almost spit out a sip of water: "Grandpa, I'm not seeing you chatting happily with others, am I jealous?"
"Why are you jealous." Hearing this, Qingtian's eyes widened, "If you're as jealous as you are, you won't die of jealousy when you get married in the future."
"Huh?" Qing Yunge was a little dazed, "What does this have to do with my marriage."
She just patted the old man's ass, why did she get married again?
"If you want me to tell you, stinky girl, why don't you take advantage of today's time to decide the day?" Old Master Qing stroked his beard, thinking about it in his heart, and then looked at the man in white with a smile, "Rong Shizi, what do you think?"
He felt that he had to abduct this grandson-in-law to his house first, otherwise he would be abducted by others in the future, which would be worth the loss.
"As long as Qingqing agrees, I don't care." Rong Jinhuai chuckled.
He turned to the side, looking at the girl in the red skirt beside him, his eyes were as gentle and slender as ever.
"Hey stinky girl!" When Qing Tian saw that Qing Yunge didn't react at all, he patted the table and said, "Ask you!"
Qing Yunge was still pondering why she was going to die of jealousy when she got married, and then suddenly heard such a sentence, she was a little confused: "What are you talking about, Grandpa?"
The old man Qing hates that iron cannot become steel: "When will you marry the prince?"
When will his granddaughter get enlightened, what if his granddaughter-in-law disappears.
"Pfft—" Qing Yunge really sprayed out the water this time. She coughed violently and complained, "Grandpa, I'm still young, so there's no rush for this kind of thing."
"Small? Little fart!" Qing Tian rolled his eyes, "People your age have children everywhere."
His great-grandson, he really wants to tie up this stinky girl and send it to his grandson-in-law's bed right now.
"Qingqing is right, this kind of thing is not urgent." Rong Jinhuai had a shallow smile on his lips, "Anyway..."
He turned around suddenly, pressed his forehead against hers, and laughed in a low voice: "I'm yours anyway, you have to be responsible to the end."
"What have you already done?!" Before Qing Yunge could answer, Qing Tian exclaimed, "Is that old man going to hug his great-grandson soon?"
I can't see it, the stinky girl is ignorant on the surface, but she actually started directly behind her back?
"We will definitely let grandpa carry the great-grandson." Rong Jinhuai replied with a smile, then stretched out his hand and rubbed the red-skirted girl's head with a doting face.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Qingtian was very happy, and then gave his granddaughter a thumbs up, "Yunge, good work, grandpa is optimistic about you."
"Rong, Jin, Huai!" When she heard this sentence, Qing Yunge reacted, she gritted her teeth, "You have ruined my reputation again!"
She just looked at his naked back, why should she be responsible?
makes her grandfather think she has put this black-bellied prince to sleep now!
"I don't mind you ruining me." Rong Jinhuai raised his eyebrows, "And you peeked at me bathing, shouldn't you be responsible?"
Qing Yunge really didn't want to say anything to this black-bellied and shameless person, she snorted and chose to shut up.
"Qingqing." Suddenly, her hand was held by a warm and powerful hand, and then a slightly hoarse voice came from her ear, "In the future, let's celebrate the New Year together."
"Huh?" Hearing this, Qing Yunge raised her head and met a pair of eyes as deep as the night.
Those eyes were crystal clear, and the only reflection in them was her shadow.
His eyes were focused and hot, falling on her, a little hot.
"Okay." Qing Yunge's heart moved slightly, she took the initiative to hold his hand for the first time, she whispered, "As long as I'm still here, I will always be with you."
Life after life.
The voice has not yet landed, and the next second, she fell into a warm embrace, the familiar cold plum fragrance lingered between her nose, peace of mind and silence.
"It's done." Rong Jinhuai wrapped her around her hard, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "This time, you can't leave me again."
This time?
The three words made Qing Yunge think of a few sporadic fragments, but it was so fleeting that she couldn't catch it.
She didn't delve into what he said, because when she thought about it, she always felt a little pain in her head.
"I'm not leaving." Qing Yunge smiled softly, she hugged him back, "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."
Two people who have no sense of security can only know that they are still alive in this world by hugging each other for warmth.
Qingtian had already stepped aside and made room for two young people. He sat by the window and stared at the scenery outside the window.
"Xiao 婳..." He raised his head and looked at the fireworks set off in the sky, his eyes plunged into the distant past, "It would be great if you were here."
The old man slowly stroked his left chest, where his heart was sleeping, he felt a sour feeling, flowing slowly along the blood.
"Little 婳." Qing Tian closed his eyes, a drop of crystal glittering from the corner of his eyes, "I really... miss you so much."
And in the distance he could not see, there was a man standing on the attic, watching him.
Those gentle and clear eyes were also full of moisture, with seven points of reluctance and three points of forbearance, and finally turned into a spring water, which wet the front of the clothes drop by drop.
"Boom, boom, boom—"
The bell rang at this moment, and the fireworks rendered the dark sky.
The world is silent, only the red dust is still wandering.
…
After eight days.
The fifteenth day of the first month, the night of the full moon.
Qing Yunge raised her eyebrows, stood in the courtyard, and began to perform the "Sacrifice of the Dead" that she got from Chelsea.
Although she doesn't know if she can successfully summon the Necromancer, she has only this method to try at the moment.
You can't really die for the third sword soul, right?
A huge pentagram was placed on the ground with dark spar, which glowed a faint purple light under the moonlight.
Qing Yunge looked at the pentagram on the ground and began to recite the spell Chesifiel taught her.
As the words uttered by the girl in the red dress fell to the ground, the light of the pentagram burst into full bloom in an instant, and Haohao Mingyue also suddenly dimmed at this moment, as if being crushed by a huge palm.
A gust of wind suddenly blew up and it was bone-chilling.
In the next second, a man wearing a dark blue cloak appeared at the place of the pentagram. Although the person came to cover his face tightly with a skull mask, the slender curves under the cloak could be used very well. Prove her gender.
Her body is nothingness, glowing with a faint blue light, as if it will shatter like glass if touched by a hand.
Qing Yunge looked at this figure that appeared out of thin air, her expression was still calm, but she was slightly surprised.
This is the legendary Necromancer?
It looks like they are no different from humans.
"I already know what you're thinking." The necromancer raised his head and looked at her lightly, "I can take you to the Isle of Reincarnation, but whether you can come back then depends on you."
"Thank you." Qing Yunge nodded without the slightest surprise.
Necromancers also have certain precognitive abilities, but only for those who summoned them.
Hearing this sentence, the woman raised a hand and made a pulling motion in the air.
In the next second, Qing Yunge felt her body lighten up, and when she looked again, her spirit had already left her body.
She glanced at the "corpse" on the ground with interest, and thought it was very funny.
"Go." The scepter in the hands of the necromancer glowed, and the faint blue light enveloped the soul floating in the air, and when he looked again, there was no trace.
She glanced at the girl in the red dress lying on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to stay.
It’s better to help people to the end, although she knows that the sword master Fengli will not encounter life and death before he grows up, but be careful, there is nothing wrong.
"I didn't expect that I would protect such a little girl one day." The woman shook her head gently, "I don't know if what he predicted is true or not."
A bewildering light appeared in her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice, "The nine clans... will one day be destroyed?"
The wind is rustling, and the moonlight is dark.
…
At the same time, the island of reincarnation.
Qing Yunge only felt a flower in front of her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that she had come to a place full of undead.
"Feather, come out." She drank lowly, "This is the Isle of Reincarnation, right?"
Fortunately, Feng Lijian was tied to her spirit, otherwise, if the spirit of the sword was found, it would not be able to return to its place.
"Hey, here comes the master!" As soon as the sword spirit in the Seven Profound Space heard his sword master calling him, he immediately floated out, and then fixed his eyes and shivered.
"My God, Master, why are you out of your body?" Sword Spirit was stunned, "Aren't you already dead?"
After a pause, he scratched his head again: "Oh, but that's not right, if you die, master, why am I here?"
Hearing the words, Qing Yunge's face darkened. She looked at her stupid sword spirit angrily: "You just look forward to my death all day long, don't you? I already said that I will let the Necromancer help me leave my soul."
"Oh, yes." Sword Spirit touched his nose awkwardly, "I forgot about this."
After he finished speaking, he looked around with a guilty conscience, and then slapped: "That's right, Master, this is the Isle of Reincarnation."
"Can you sense where the Yellow Sword Soul is?" Qing Yunge nodded.
"I'll take a look." Sword Spirit was about to sense, and then he didn't know what he saw, his eyes suddenly widened, his fingers trembled, "Lord, Lord, look!"
"What are you looking at?" Qing Yunge glanced at Sword Spirit suspiciously, then turned around, ready to see what happened.
As a result, when she looked back, she almost stumbled to the ground.
Then there were only two words echoing in his mind—she **** up!
I'm going to speed up the plot (Amitabha).
There are two more updates. Are you surprised or surprised?
Yunge: Mom, did you do something stupid for me again?
Ben Qing: Can't say, can't say.
(end of this chapter)