C569 kyphosis

Xu Qingmo looked at Wei Wuyan who was kowtowing on the ground, still maintaining his composure, but Song Zixuan, who was beside him, could not watch any longer, and pulled on Xu Qingmo's sleeve.

"Get up, will you?" Chen Xiaoqing asked.

Wei Wuyan was overjoyed. He stood up and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, little mister."

Xu Qingmo shook his head instead, "You didn't do anything that would let me down. There's no need to bring so many people to apologize, and there's also no need to kneel and kowtow either. I naturally don't need to forgive you either."

Wei Wuyan was momentarily stunned. Today, he had arranged such a huge battle to apologize to the entire city to announce his respect for the little mister, and to the point of him not even kneeling down and kowtowing.

To be able to keep up with Hua Yunfeng at such a young age, naturally, he had to recruit such a talent. As long as he could endure the tribulation of the Chu Jian Xian, in the future, he would definitely soar to the heavens!

Back then, this was how Wei Wuyan obtained the protection of the General Zhang at the most difficult time, and thus returned to his heart. That was why he made such a scene, and he himself felt guilty and ashamed of himself for cowering on the surface of the sea.

"Me and you." Xu Qingmo's gaze fell on Ceng Zimo, "This is the end of fate. From now on, you don't have to do anything to me.

Wei Wuyan panicked and wanted to explain, but when he saw Xu Qingmo's expression, he was unable to say anything.

Ceng Zimo also looked at it in a daze, especially when he saw Song Zixuan grabbing onto Xu Qingmo's sleeve the whole time. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and only felt a sour sensation on his nose.

"Come, I'll take you home." Xu Qingmo said to Song Zixuan before holding her hand and arriving in front of Song Zilian and Song Guangyuan.

"When I said that I wanted to take her away, I wanted to inform you, not ask you, but now that I've already notified you, you know, that's enough." Xu Qingmo said to Song Guangyuan.

How could Song Guangyuan refuse now? He hurriedly nodded his head.

This is the little mister, an existence that can revive a family! With his support, when Miss Zi Xuan returned, he would probably change the situation that he did not receive much attention in the clan!

In the end, Xu Qingmo looked at Song Zilian.

Song Zilian immediately tensed up, his face had a complex expression, and an indescribable feeling arose in her heart. She opened her mouth, but did not know what to say, so nervous that his face was flushed red.

Previously, when she had mocked Xu Qingmo, she did not look like this.

"I've said it from the beginning, I'm not as simple as you think. If you don't believe me, then I'm too lazy to explain."

"I don't care if you mock me or belittle me."

"Right now, I only have one sentence. My name is Chen Qingyi, I am little mister, that's all."

"In the future, there will no longer be any connection."

"Finally, I'll give you a word of advice. Girls don't always have the ability to rely on themselves. In this world, only when they are strong can they truly be strong."

After he finished speaking, Xu Qingmo brought Song Zixuan and left without looking back.

"Sister Zi Lian, Uncle Guang Yuan, you guys want to return to the Shangdong as well." Song Zixuan turned her head and said to the two of them, then followed Xu Qingmo and disappeared in the courtyard entrance.

"Hai, one step wrong, one step wrong, I was wrong!" Wei Wuyan looked at the door and heaved a long sigh. He knew that the little mister who had been kind and slow with him and Ceng Zimo back then no longer existed.

All of this was because he was cowering on the surface of the sea.

Ceng Zimo stood there, he did not sigh, but tears were flowing down his face.

For some people, if they were to miss one, they would miss another. In the future, would they still be able to meet again?

"Bam!"

Song Zilian sat on the ground and looked in the direction that Xu Qingmo had left in dejection, before crying loudly.

Only now did she realize how pitiful and laughable she was.

He had always been scheming to befriend great figures, and then improve his identity, from Luo Changfeng to Ren Tianhong, and then to Xie Wuqiang. But these people, were ultimately all unreliable.

The most ridiculous thing was that from start to finish, the strongest person had been right by his side. Yet, not only did he fail to get on good terms with the other party, he had even started to mock and ridicule him.

He had thought so much and in the end, it turned out that Song Zixuan was still just a little girl. What about Song Zixuan?

All the other candidates were also shocked in their hearts.

He had always heard of the famous little mister, and had even seen those stunning battles on the beach, but he had never come into close contact with them. Arrogant?

At this moment, they all knew that their previous guesses were different. little mister was already standing in another realm, a realm higher than Wei Wuyan's.

"little mister is truly a master." Someone muttered.

Xu Qingmo brought Song Zixuan back to the Heaven Stairway, where he asked the butler to help her prepare some clothes and other things for her to return tomorrow.

Song Zixuan's little face was flushed red with excitement. She wanted to thank Xu Qingmo, but she didn't know what to say.

Xu Qingmo didn't think too much about it. With his current strength, he wouldn't be able to go to the capital city for the time being, so it would be the same wherever he went.

Xu Qingmo stood at the window, raised his hand and looked at the newly acquired white leucine sword.

The length of the sword could be long or short. It was extremely magical, but it was still a sharp weapon, no longer inferior to the green horn.

Xu Qingmo found a piece of purple wood and threw it into the sky.

The dark moon was full. A half man tall piece of purple wood flew up to the sky, reached its peak, paused for a moment, and then fell back down again.

At the same time, the Bai Su in Xu Qingmo's hand suddenly extended out, and instantly pierced towards the purple wood, like a white rainbow piercing through the sky, approaching the purple wood. It instantly scattered as though it had fused with the moonlight, and in fact, it was indeed Xu Qingmo who used the white leucine sword to cut the purple wood.

After a moment, the white rainbow returned, and in Xu Qingmo's hands, it laid down quietly.

The purple wood in the sky coincidentally fell down and landed on Xu Qingmo's palm. However, it was no longer purple wood, but a wooden sword sheath.

Xu Qingmo then inserted the white leucine sword into the ground, causing the threads to close.

After arriving in this era, he would be completely alone. No matter where he went, Song Zixuan was only a passerby he would be able to meet in this era, she was his passerby, and he was hers.

He only had one return point, and that was Lin Ruochu.

Xu Qingmo raised his head and looked at the moonlight.

"Soon, I'll be coming to see you soon, Ruozhu."

"Dong, dong, dong!" There was a light knock on the door.

"old wood, you haven't slept yet." The door opened a crack, and Song Zixuan walked in.

"You haven't slept either. You're leaving tomorrow." Xu Qingmo reached out and pressed on Song Zixuan's hair.

"I can't sleep." Song Zixuan stuck out his tongue, "old wood, why are you helping me?"

"Because you were the first person I saw." Xu Qingmo laughed.

Song Zixuan was at a loss before continuing, "Actually, even though I am a direct descendant of the clan, I'm not very important."

"I'm just a girl. They said that they wanted to send me out on a trip, so even if I did, they didn't immediately notify me. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even know."

"So what if he isn't a direct descendant?" Xu Qingmo said, "You only need to know that I was the one who brought you back. You don't need to worry about anything else."

"En!" "Actually, the family does not value me too much, I do not care. I am only going back this time to see my mother. I have left for so long, she must have missed me a lot."

"As long as you remember, everything is up to me." Xu Qingmo said indifferently.

"old wood, you treat me so well." Song Zixuan's face suddenly flushed red, he raised both of his hands and grabbed Xu Qingmo's hand that was above his head and pulled it away.

Xu Qingmo turned his head and looked at Song Zixuan, who had only reached her chest.

"I want to whisper something to you." Song Zixuan crooked his fingers at Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo laughed, bent down, and stuck his ear up close.

Song Zixuan felt as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest. Standing on her tiptoes, Song Zixuan lightly kissed Xu Qingmo on the cheek, and like a dragonfly touching the water, they separated at once.

Although it was very light, Song Zixuan's heart was beating extremely hard at the moment. Not daring to take another look at Xu Qingmo, he turned and ran out.

Xu Qingmo straightened his back, looked at the door, touched his cheeks, and suddenly felt a headache.

The thing that he was most worried about had finally happened.

The night was quiet. Some people were sleeping, while others couldn't sleep.

The next day, when Xu Qingmo woke up, he saw Song Zixuan staring at the two panda eyes and could not help but laugh out loud.

Initially, Song Zixuan was still shy and did not dare to look at Xu Qingmo. However, during breakfast, Xu Qingmo continued to laugh non-stop.

"What's so funny? I was just homesick, so I didn't sleep because of something else." Song Zixuan's face became red with anxiety, and wanted to explain.

Xu Qingmo was still smiling and did not speak, he was so angry that Song Zixuan's face was flushed.

After finishing their meal, the two of them set off. The butler had long prepared everything for them, so he bought two tickets and went from the Sky Guards to the Shangdong from the south.

"Mr. Chen, take care. I will always be here guarding the house. You can come back anytime." The butler stood at the entrance and bowed to Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo waved his hand, and leisurely walked forward. Song Zixuan ran back and forth, excited like a child even though she was one.

When they arrived at the dock, there were quite a lot of people on the boat. The boat had not set off yet, so they were all waiting in line.

Xu Qingmo did not care, standing there, his body unmoving.

Song Zixuan could not hold on any longer, and felt drowsy, when she suddenly saw the fortune-telling stall beside him, her eyes immediately lit up, and after informing Xu Qingmo, he ran over.

"Little Aunt, who do you think you are?" The fortune-teller said.

Song Zixuan turned her head to look at Xu Qingmo, and said in a low voice and a shy voice: "It can be considered as marriage!"