Chapter 636

A long time ago, Gu Qing wanted to do such things, including but not limited to seeing if master's beautiful face is true.

He also wanted to lie on the bamboo chair and pick up and rub the white ghost adult, but he only stayed in his mind in the end.

No one even knew he thought so.

These things look a little rebellious, but the Yuan opera has done it secretly. Zhuo rusui has the cheek to do it. Ping Yongjia has done it foolishly, but he hasn't done it.

In this way, he became a calm, cautious, calm and careful senior brother of shenmufeng. Until today, he finally showed his childish side.

The reason why he suddenly became so bold is naturally because he is going to do that big thing today. He should die regardless of success or failure.

Long night ahead, where there is any fear, which still needs to continue to hide, not to mention the master's face, even if it is the master's dimple, he dares to touch it.

Thinking of these things, he sorted out the thin quilt on Jing Jiu and tucked it in carefully, even if he knew it didn't make any sense.

The sense of ritual can make the person concerned meditate at some extremely important moments, and then gain courage and strength.

Out of the study, he came to the quiet courtyard and stood where the Begonia tree was. He looked up at the catkins in the sky.

After years of array blessings from qingshanzong, Guocheng temple, Shuiyue temple and yimaozhai, Jingzhai is now a forbidden area. It can be said that it is isolated from the world. Even the pervasive catkins can't get in. It falls a layer in the shallow array and looks like a layer of fog, making the blue sky and the sun a little blurred and more hazy, Like many things in the world, I can no longer see clearly.

There are only three swords in Chaoge City, so it is impossible to set up a complete array of immortal killing swords. I just hope that Ping Yongjia can give full play to the three implicit skills of Chengtian sword with his cooperation.

A faint sword light suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sword light didn't appear at all when it was high in the air. It didn't disperse the overflow breath and light blood until it came outside the well house array. No one saw it.

With a soft sound of wiping, the frost sword came silently, fell on his wrist and became a sword bracelet.

Looking at the sword bracelet, Gu Qing was slightly moved and remained silent for a long time - Zhao Layue should have guessed what problem she had encountered. Regardless of her serious injury, she asked Fu Sijian to swim to Chaoge city. Such trust and love... She still wanted to poke her dimple. It's really inappropriate.

On the quiet street, the Buddha Hall moved from Jingjue temple a hundred years ago glowed golden in the sun, and the green trees in the courtyard wall gave birth to fresh green leaves and fluttered in the wind.

Looking at this picture, Gu Qing felt the cold touch on his wrist. Gu Qing suddenly relaxed a lot and held his hands behind his head. His posture was strange, but he really walked towards the other end of the long street.

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Hearing the yard door open and close with a squeak, Liu ten came out of the backyard with a job.

Bu qiuxiao came with yimaozhai when he was on duty in Chaoge city for the first time. Then he never left and stayed in this house for 80 years.

He went to the window of his study and looked at well nine. He confirmed that there was nothing wrong. He didn't understand and said, "what's going on?"

Xiao He came over and asked, "what's the matter?"

Liu shisui said, "Gu Qing stayed in his study for too long these days and said too much. There was obviously a problem. Moreover, the childe scrubbed twice every time. It was me during the day and him at night. Why did he have to do it during the day today?"

Xiaohe had an instinctive vigilance and dislike for Gu Qing. After so many years, those emotions had already faded. He was worried and asked, "will he be all right?"

When Liu was ten years old, he handed Xiaohe his rice bowl and said, "I'll have a look."

Xiao He went on with his job, looked at more than half of the food left in it and said, "I'll just eat these."

Liu ten years old said, "the half bowl of sweet in the pot is white. Leave me some pieces."

Xiao He said, "OK."

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Ping Yongjia was arranged in the palace by Gu Qing. He didn't know the reason. He only knew to force the sword out of his body with his eyes closed like he did more than 100 years ago, and then began to recall and imitate everything he felt more than 100 years ago.

More than a hundred years later, his sword meaning was more terrible than at first. It was no longer the essence, but the real essence. Countless clear traces were left on the ground of the square. If viewed from the sky, the picture was like a huge bead of water hitting him, and then splashed everywhere.

The guards, maids and eunuchs in the palace were driven to the palace wall as they were a hundred years ago. The square was quiet and frightening.

The divine emperor Jingyao stood in front of the hall, looked at Ping Yongjia in the distance, and his uneasiness became more and more serious. He asked, "what does he really want to do? Why use my sword? "

Ah Piao stood beside him, rolled his eyes and said, "he's your little martial uncle. What's the matter with borrowing a sword from you?"

Jingyao touched his nose and thought what else I could do. Besides, chuzijian was obviously restless. Maybe he would leave the scabbard next moment. Can I do what I want?

Just thinking of this, there was a very clear sword sound in front of the hall. Chuzi's sword left the scabbard and came to Ping Yongjia. He hovered quietly, like an arrow that could be shot at any time. Jingyao was still very upset and said, "if it's really a big event, should we talk to me first?" A Piao taught earnestly: "we should just do the emperor's management of big things. Don't worry too much about such small things and details." Gu Qing smelled the faint fragrance coming from the front, listened to the noise gradually coming to her ears, knew that she was about to arrive, stopped, took out the cosmofront and several feet of coarse cloth, began to wrap it carefully, and then tied it on her back, just like that in those years. At the other end of the long street, Liu raised his hat at the age of ten. Looking at the picture over there, his dark face was full of doubts and thought what he did in the old plum garden? Just then, the sword bracelet on his wrist suddenly vibrated and made a buzzing sound. Liu looked at it when he was ten years old. He didn't know what buerjian wanted to convey. He thought you would go to the old plum garden with Gu Qing? The sword Bracelet vibrates more rapidly and the hum is louder. Maybe you want to say you're an idiot? I'm reminding you not to go there! Don't go! Hurry home! Your daughter-in-law is still waiting for you! The bowl of sweet white in the pot is waiting for you The faint fragrance of plum blossoms can only be smelled in the distance. When they are close, they disappear without a trace. The closer they are, the more noisy they are. Chessboards were placed everywhere on both sides of the street. The idlers in Chaoge City stood around the chessboard with the swindlers, either arguing loudly or complaining in a low voice. Some poor people lost all their money and howled in pain. More than 100 years can really change a lot of things. The chess stall that disappeared because of Tong Yan has already revived, even more lively than that year. Looking at this picture, Gu Qing felt some emotion, shook his head, waved to block the pull of those swindlers, and walked into the quiet old plum garden. The old plum garden has become more and more old. Fewer and fewer people still remember that the first plum festival was held here more than 700 years ago. Walking across the small bridge on the lake, Gu Qing came to the sparse and not very beautiful Meilin. Gu Qing looked up and saw the small nunnery. When Tianjin people came to Chaoge City, they lived here. Jingjiu and Zhao Layue saw Jingxin and concubine Hu here for the first time. Gu Qing didn't directly enter the small nunnery. After walking around the Meilin outside the nunnery, he picked up the steps and knocked on the door The window was unclear, almost unclean, surrounded by green smoke and dim light. Gu Qing thought of the sky of Jingzhai and those catkins. A young man in red sat on the case for a few days, with beautiful faces and eyes. With a smile, he dissipated the turbid feeling of the environment without a trace“ I've seen you, martial uncle. " Gu Qing saluted seriously. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.