Qingjiu turned around and saw Yan Qing standing in the light.
He is like an immortal that makes people dare not look directly at him.
However, Sake just glanced at him, and suddenly looked past him and saw a familiar figure flashing through the crowd behind him.
Sake's eyes tightened.
"Master Xiaojiu, I have something to do and come back to apologize."
【It's him……】
Qingjiu ran towards Yan Qing, and then passed by Yan Qing. Yan Qing looked back, and Qingjiu's figure slowly disappeared into the sea of people.
Sake followed the figure all the way, and finally in a deep alley, the figure disappeared.
"Where has it gone?"
Qingjiu looked around, but couldn't find it, and his eyes couldn't hide the disappointment.
Sighed.
"who?"
A low, hoarse voice sounded in his ears.
His voice was very soft, like the constant gurgling of crystal clear spring water.
A cold sword was pressed against Qingjiu's neck, but Qingjiu didn't notice it at all.
But despite this, Sake was not afraid, his eyes twinkled.
Turn back slowly.
Qingjiu's eyes froze when he saw that person.
"Ding, villain..."
"Close prompt."
Dressed in white clothes that are as beautiful as snow, under the sword eyebrows that are neither thick nor light, the narrow eyes are like a nine-foot cold pool, as cold as the cold wind.
The nose is as straight as a gallbladder, and the lips are so thin that their color is light, and they are tightly pinched at this time.
The ink-dyed hair was fluttering and flying in the strong wind, and an extremely handsome face showed an extremely cold emotion.
However, the man's face was pale, his face was thin, and he looked sickly. If it weren't for the temperament around him, he would have looked like a dying person.
"Sorry, passing by."
Sake glanced at the man, moved the corners of his mouth, then lowered his eyes and turned around.
"Following me? Who sent me?"
The man squinted at her, his eyes scrutinizing the sake like a sharp sword.
Qingjiu froze, feeling that the sword was about to pierce into his skin.
"I'm sorry, brother, I really went wrong. I'm a disciple of Jiqing. If you don't believe me, just ask. I'm just lost and can't find my fellow disciples."
Sake turned around and looked at the person opposite with red eyes.
But his tone was soft.
"really?."
The man squinted his eyes as bright as stars but also deep as he looked at the sake, moved his thin lips slightly and uttered two words.
"Seriously!?" Sake replied.
"Let's go."
After saying this, the man sheathed his sword and turned around to leave.
Qingjiu looked at the man's back and stayed there for a long time before slowly turning around.
He...didn't recognize himself.
The fragrance of flowers floated in the air, but the sake felt too rich.
Just as he was about to walk out of the alley, a cold voice sounded behind him again.
"Fool……"
Sake looks back.
The man stands in the dark.
"Do you recognize me?" Qingjiu asked softly.
"You are so stupid, how could you not recognize it?"
The man stepped out of the darkness and headed towards the sake.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu2uuuuuuuuuuuu2uuuuu2niuuu, Second Senior Brother, you scared me to death. I thought that you were so stupid that you couldn't recognize me."
After hearing what Nan Er said, Qingjiu happily rushed towards Nan Er without waiting for Nan Er to come to her side.
The floral fragrance in your nose suddenly disappeared, leaving only the familiar sandalwood.
"Second senior brother, why are you so thin because of me?" Qingjiu looked at Nan'er's face that looked like he hadn't eaten for eight days, turned his starry eyes, and asked him worriedly.
"Um."
"???"
Just when Qingjiu was about to refute Nan'er's words, he swallowed it, but the second senior brother didn't scold him? Second senior brother has changed his gender?
Sake was confused.
"Why are you here?"
Qingjiu raised his head and looked at Nan'er. The second senior brother was generally too lazy to care about the affairs of the world. It seemed that his only hobby was to stay at the master's door.
In the past few times, whether it was trials of various sects or sect tasks, the second senior brother was too lazy to bother.
But now he actually took the initiative to go down the mountain, which was really strange.
So when Qingjiu saw his figure just now, she still couldn't believe it, but fortunately, she would not mistake him for the person in the master's sect.
"Looking for you."
Nan'er lowered his eyes, looking at Qingjiu with a pair of dark eyes, as if she could only be left alone. He raised his hand and touched Qingjiu's head, and said in a low tone.
"Find me?"
"How do you know that I am still alive and that I am here? Did Senior Brother tell you?"
After hearing what Nan'er said, Qingjiu's small and delicate face showed a hint of surprise.
Senior brother should not have returned to his master's door yet.
"In exchange with Heaven, I will spend a thousand years cultivating in the mortal world to ask you if you are alive."
Nan'er took Qingjiu and walked out of the alley, stepping through the darkness within a short distance.
He spoke calmly and coolly.
"You want to become an immortal with just one step? It takes a thousand years to ask me if I am alive? You are crazy. What if I have disappeared."
Qingjiu broke away from Nan'er's hand. She stopped in place and spoke to Nan'er in a high-pitched voice with disbelief.
The people who were looking for her not far away also heard her voice and rushed towards their direction.
"I don't believe it. There will always be a way and we will always know."
"As long as there is a ray of your consciousness in this world, I will find you."
Nan'er turned around, and the wind in the city seemed to be blowing towards him.
The clothes are fluttering, and the black hair is blowing in the wind.
"Besides, didn't Junior Sister say that Junior Sister is the biggest in the world..."
Her second senior brother is a bit crazy...
"Little junior sister." "Little wine."
At this moment, several voices came in the air.
Qingjiu immediately put away his emotions and glanced at the second senior brother opposite.
The second senior brother always did things that she didn't understand and didn't think were worth it.
"Master, senior brother."
Qingjiu waved to the person who called her, then took Naner's hand and walked towards Jiqingren.
"Who is this, junior sister?"
Wan Huo looked at the man standing next to Qingjiu who looked sick but could not hide his pure temperament, and asked with some confusion.
Qingjiu thought for a moment, then smiled and explained, "This is my distant cousin. I just saw it looked like it was him, so I chased him out to have a look. I didn't expect it to be true."
"Senior brother is worried."
Qingjiu let go of his second senior brother's wrist and spoke softly to Wan Huo.
He didn't even look at Yan Qing who was standing aside.
"Master Xiaojiu has something to tell you."
Yan Qing lowered her eyes and looked at the sake. Those eyes seemed to encompass everything, but also seemed to contain nothing.
[I don’t want to listen to your lectures. 】
[If you like to scold others so much, why not find a way to scold people when you meet them at an intersection. 】
[Why suffer for me, why bother just admonishing me? You don’t even protect your own disciples, but teach you this way and that way. 】
[I don’t understand. I really don’t understand. 】
Qingjiu glanced at Yan Qing and said with some annoyance in his heart.
She really couldn't understand why even her disciples, including her own master, didn't protect her apprentice.
What is the meaning of such a master-disciple relationship?
"Don't be afraid, I don't want to lecture you as a teacher."
Yan Qing looked at the sake, his eyes a little touched.
Everything the young apprentice thinks is wrong.
"Xiaojiu, I feel a little uncomfortable."
At this moment, Nan'er, who had been standing silently beside him, suddenly spoke.
The words were followed by a violent cough.
"Second...Second brother, are you okay? I'll take you to see the doctor."
Seeing that Nan Er seemed to be coughing out his lungs, Qingjiu looked at him with a worried face and said.
