Ling Xiao’s helpless gentle nodded, bid farewell to Ye Tian, cup one fist in the other hand, and watched the clothes whiter than snow, the man who is as rich as jade, and the petite, devastatingly beautiful The two of siblings left, although the time between them was not very long, the friendship between gentlemen was as pale as water, Ye Tian seemed to care nothing about anything on the surface, but Ling Xiao could feel the pride in his heart and saw Scary Face in Ling Xiao At that moment, one hand shrouding the heavens, and the imposing manner that shocked Cangyu, Ling Xiao knew what Ye Tian's pride was. This was a strange man. The unearthly Ye Qianling, although she is very savage and willful, but her heart is pure and kind, like a white and flawless fine jade, without any carving or rendering.
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Walking on the clouds, dancing with the wind. "Qianling, didn't you keep on saying that you only worshiped You Qianqi's big brother." Ye Tian looked at the listless Ye Qianling and asked strangely.
"Before the Qianqi big brother was always the object of my admiration, but I could only see his vague back, that white shadow was getting further and further away from me. Until Ling Xiao appeared, The faint smile seemed to care about nothing and looked cynical, but he felt very strange to me, and not as far away as Qianqi’s big brother, but incredibly cordial. Only then did I discover the admiration and that feeling. It’s not the same. Seeing him not afraid of being strong, never bowing, never giving up, the flute sound like Qianxue’s elder sister, makes me realize that whenever I see him clearly, I realize that I understand a little bit about him. , He is like a mystery, making people want to find out." Ye Qianling's eyes were affectionate, sometimes thoughtful, sometimes chuckled and said with joy.
Ye Tian said in a sour tone: "What kind of feeling?"
"Hehe! That's how you feel to Qianxue's elder sister." Ye Qianling said suddenly. Turning around, he glanced at Ye Tian narrowly, and said playfully.
"cough cough!" Ye Tian was embarrassed, didn't expect to pick up a rock and hit him in the foot, coughing awkwardly. His eyes are sharp and majestic, and he seems to have penetrated thousands of miles, "The mortal body is Lingxiao, I look forward to your growth."
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"Count the sky! Count the land! Count the man! Know everything, know everything." A fairy-style and simple, white-haired fortune teller wearing a daoist robe, walking in the deserted city shouting, followed by an eight, The nine-year-old Small Daoist Child holds a cloth sail in his left hand. It says: Heaven, Earth and Human, all in five characters.
"Young Master, I watch your Yintang darken, your body is in the shadows, and your eyes are pricked with red light. This is the appearance of a baleful aura, and there may be misfortune in the near future." The fortune teller stopped Ling Xiao. The way to go, the rhetoric, the mysterious.
Ling Xiao was indifferent to the fortune-teller's words, but looked at the fortune-teller with interest, "I don't know if you are serious about counting the sky, the land, and the people."
The fortune-teller stroked his white and long beard. Calm looked like an Immortal Master. "As long as Young Master is famous."
"You Qianqi," Ling Xiao said. The name of You Qianqi, the fortune teller complexion slightly changed, looked thoughtful, and said with a frown, "This person is not in the Three Realms, beyond the Five Elements, the old man can do nothing."
"Venerable ghost doctor , Gui Mo Xun." Ling Xiao said a name again, the fortune-teller was like a wooden chicken, and said to Ling Xiao awkwardly: "This person has a secret secret, ordinary people can't know it."
Ling Xiao was sad. The fortune-teller saw Ling Xiao's face and he was speechless. He didn't know what to say, and sighed secretly, "Hey! I miss my wise life...". ..