"When you arrive at Tongxuan Divine Mansion, if it is not too embarrassing for him, pay me a visit to my former teacher, Qian Renji."

"Okay! I will definitely help you do it. "

Jiang Chen said.

"Isn't the young city lord also going to enter the Tongxuan Divine Mansion?"

"Although Zixi is strong, his talent is far inferior to yours. Zi I have nothing to ask for, I hope you can do one thing for me, peace is blessing."

Zi Qingtian whispered.

"I am full of enthusiasm and ambition, and I want to go up to the nine heavens to catch the bright moon. Before I can reach the glory of the crown, it is already waxing and waning at dusk."

"I understand. You You are right, peace is blessing."

Jiang Chen turned around slowly and said in a deep voice.

Why doesn’t he want to stop? But he couldn't, he wanted to let his relatives and friends not be harmed in the slightest, and he wanted to find his own path to be strong. Lingyun has soared ninety thousand miles, and dares to challenge God!

"Everyone has his or her own ambitions, and I have no other intentions. I just hope that you can give him a hand on the road of spiritual practice. That is enough for me. If Zi is there, then Linhe will be there."

"Okay!"

Jiang Chen did not look back at Zi Qingtian. This was a gentleman's agreement between the two of them, and it was also his promise to Zi Qingtian, but he did not Say that sentence: 'When Jiang Chen is there, Zixi is there'.

Green river grass, green algae in the water, looking up at the snow-capped mountains, bowing his head and wearing red sleeves and waist.

On the green riverside, there are ten miles of bamboo forest, rippling blue waves, the water and sky are the same color, and you can go boating on the river.

The sound of the jade flute is sweet and lively, and the sight of spring is everywhere. On the river bank, the chirping of birds, beasts and apes adds a bit of rare fun.

Surrounded by green mountains, there are thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains on one side, lush greenery on the other, and billowing maple leaves on the other.

On the rippling river, koi carps leap, lively and cheerful. The spiritual beasts on the shore listened attentively to the sound of the jade flute, which was of great benefit to their cultivation.

On the bamboo raft, there is a woman in white, with long hair like a waterfall, a back like a fairy, a slim and graceful figure. Looking from the side, one can already see the beauty of the country, the jade face is like smoke, dancing lightly, and the beautiful eyes are shining with unconcealed peerless elegance and indifference, even with a touch of arrogance, it seems that everything in this world is... Not being taken seriously by her, only the jade flute in her hand can relieve Fang's sorrow.

With a slight movement of the green jade fingers, the jade flute spins and flutters softly, sometimes gracefully, sometimes joyfully, sometimes urgently, sometimes making people feel refreshed physically and mentally.

Sound of fluteAs soon as it moved, all the beasts were galloping in the bamboo forest, and hundreds of birds were singing, as if they were trying to make music for the graceful flute.

The woman and the beautiful scene on the river are almost integrated into each other, as if she is indispensable between heaven and earth.

"Giggle, my sister's flute is getting more and more beautiful. Even those little animals have benefited a lot, and most of them have opened up their spiritual intelligence. But I still can't hear it. Come in."

On the river bank, a lithe girl with a ponytail covered her mouth and smiled sweetly. Compared with the peerless grace of the woman in white, she was not far behind, as if she was sent from heaven. He is like a human elf, with a pair of black eyes that seem to be able to penetrate all the filthiness in the world. Extraordinary and spotless.

The little girl is petite and looks to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she already has the figure of a girl. She remains childish and her smile is full of contagion. Even the woman in white, who is as cold as frost, has a faint brilliance in her eyes. However, the girl seems to have not escaped from the eyes of the world, because of the purity in her eyes, even the woman in white seems unwilling to have too much interference.

The girl put her hands on her hips and smiled, revealing two deep dimples. She was like an elf and fairy left in the mortal world, which made people feel affectionate. Needless to say, when she grows up, she will definitely become a peerless woman who stirs up the world and makes all the heroes in the world bow down.

The woman in white is captivated by her youth, but the girl with ponytail abandons the secular world in front of her eyes.

"I know that my sister must be sad, so I don't want to disturb her, but I don't want to see my sister so upset. No one understands you, but I understand."

The pony-tailed girl had a serious expression on her face and pouted her lips in a serious manner. She was extremely cute.

The woman in white shook her head.

　“You understand, but you don’t understand either.”

　“Why do you say that? Do you really want to follow the master’s arrangements?”

The ponytail girl said angrily, quite unwillingly.

"People sometimes cannot live for themselves."

The woman in white smiled, but who could understand the helplessness and bitterness on her lips? People can't live just for themselves, and her existence is the sect's greatest blessing amid misfortunes.

Even if the country is captivated and the city is unparalleled, what can it do? Everyone will have their own sorrows and worries. When a person is alive, he will have joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and it is impossible to be detached from others.

"I think people should live for themselves. I do my own thing, who dares to do it? That's what I heard from my elder brother. I know you must be thinking about him too, and so do I. Him."

The pony-tailed girl pursed her lips and spoke with tears in her eyes. As she spoke, she almost burst into tears. Her look of being about to cry made the woman in white even more confused.

"Are you here to persuade me, or do you want me to persuade you?"

The woman in white looked dark, and sighed softly, with a touch of laziness, full of The charm of beauty.

"I don’t know where your big brother is now. Even if he is here, what can he do? We have been separated for many years, but he is no longer the same as before."
< br /> "That's right, but why do I grow so slowly? I still think that when my elder brother comes to see me, I will look like Sister Ling."

A girl with a ponytail She pouted and said, and she was clearly Yue'er. The identity of the woman in white was naturally obvious. If not Ling Yun, who could have such unparalleled grace?

"But he still didn't come. Therefore, people can't live just for themselves."

Ling Yun said lightly, looking back to the north, all she could see was the white snow. Bai Xue, how can there be any hope left?

"I know, but I believe he will come, and he will definitely not give up on Yue'er and sister."

Yue'er said with great certainty.

"Don't look back with your white head, maybe he has gone with the wind."

Ling Yun said with an indifferent expression.

"No, eldest brother will not die, he is not dead! I know."

Yue'er said angrily.

"You know?"

Ling Yun looked at Yue'er in surprise.

"He is still alive and well. I believe that one day, I will wait for him."

Yue'er's determination made Ling Yun a little bit Sighing, everything is good about Yue'er, except for her stubborn temper. Whenever she mentions her eldest brother, her eyes will be filled with nothing but Jiang Chen.

"I know sister, you like Big Brother, and Big Brother also likes you. Don't worry, he will definitely come to you."

Yue'er said seriously, and immediately But he lowered his head and said aggrievedly:

"But big brother doesn't like Yue'er."

After saying that, Yue'er turned around and walked towards Deep in the bamboo forest, even Ling Yun could not find her.

"How do you know that eldest brother doesn't like you? But he likes me? Why don't I know?"

Ling Yun said lightly and closed his eyes. ,againStanding on the bamboo raft, letting the wind blow and rain, the snow falling on the riverside, there is only one person, rafting on the river alone.