Chapter 1327

"Why?"

Li Yun couldn't understand why Wan FA Xian left these books.

There are more than 10000 books in the collection here. It's easy to guess that so many books were slowly collected by him over hundreds of years due to his cultivation strength.

With his strength and status, it is impossible to take away the ring without space. It is almost 100% certain that he intended to stay!

"Trap?"

"Differentiation?"

"Pull it in?"

Li Yun thought of all kinds of possibilities, but still couldn't get a reliable answer. He looked at the Vatican, but the saint shook her head lightly: "it's no use thinking about it."

Li Yun said with a dumb smile, "that's right. Anyway, we don't need these things, so we can give them to the state. How about it?"

"Yes."

"Do you want this pagoda?"

"It's nothing unusual, and it takes too much aura."

It means No.

Li Yun understood that, in the eyes of fanqingsheng, the hanging pagoda is just like that, and there is nothing to study. It is better to study the runes obtained from the jiuxiao Tianlei Rune and the Hongmeng purple spirit fairy bracelet. They are also extremely magical things.

"All right, give it to the country!"

Li Yun generously made a decision with a wave of his hand. It was useless for him to ask for these ordinary books. On the one hand, they were not precious. On the other hand, they did not need the knowledge.

In the past, he would have paid much attention to these things. For example, he still needed to ask Princess Wan Qing about the knowledge of Gu insects, but Li Yun didn't need these things after he got to know the Vatican Qingsheng!

If you don't know anything, call Qingsheng and deal with it directly.

Li Yun is right and strong, when a small white face Cough!

"Qingsheng, you need to visit other places Why Li Yun looked around and found one thing: "where's Xiaoqian?"

"On the third floor."

"Er."

Li Yun patted his head, but he didn't notice that Xiaoqian didn't keep up with her.

And Qingsheng back to the third floor, Li Yun looked for a circle to see Nie Xiaoqian's red figure.

She is leaning against the railing, holding a red oil paper umbrella, gently rotating, as if looking at something under her body has a soft sad breath.

"Xiaoqian?"

Li Yun called, but Nie Xiaoqian did not respond to him, the breeze blowing her skirt, tall red figure like a sentimental landscape, let people look at it will produce endless sadness.

"Xiaoqian?"

"Xiaoqian

Until Li Yun stepped forward and patted her shoulder, Nie Xiaoqian slowly turned her head and looked at him with blood red eyes.

Yeah?

Li Yun found that Nie Xiaoqian's eyes are full of confused color, like standing here, she was reminded of what life's memories, fell into mourning.

"What's the matter?" Li Yun asked softly.

“…… Young master. "

Nie Xiaoqian looked at him with blank eyes for a long time, then suddenly stretched out her hand and threw herself into Li Yun's bridegroom, hugging him tightly and shaking gently.

It is hard to imagine that a fierce ghost in red will also have the feeling of fear of sadness.

Li Yun looks embarrassed, want to hold her, but also afraid of the side of the Qingsheng jealous, although the Qingsheng feelings cold, probably will not be jealous.

"Xiaoqian, what's the matter?"

"Childe..."

Nie Xiaoqian did not answer, still holding him, if the ghost also have tears, she is afraid to have tears.

"Remember your life?"

He asked, looking at her with a trace of curiosity.