Chapter 785: Light spirit and heart demon hidden, 2 Lang returns to chaos

Old friends get together, but three or two cups of sake, half a day of chatting, don't have to be too restrained.
Then, when I set an appointment for the next meeting, I said goodbye and went away...
Although Yang Jian intended to help the two of them in their practice, Fu Dongliu felt that he was living comfortably now, with a promising future and a long life.
Wen Qingling didn't mention it at all. Even when Yang Jian took the initiative to talk about letting her go to Meishan, Wen Qingling chuckled and refused, saying that he shouldn't be the ungrateful person, and that he could cultivate oneself here.
In this regard, Yang Jian was really helpless.
If you don't go, don't go, Yang Jian secretly asked the pavilion owner of Kunyu Pavilion to take care of the two of them.
He somewhat remembered Wen Qingling's temperament, and he didn't think it was strange.
After Yang Jian left, Fu Dongliu stood in front of the Cao Lu Gate, looking at the white-clothed woman standing on the Cao Lu, he could only complain a few bitter smiles.
"I said Qingling, why did you bother to come here? After so many years of lovesickness, he finally came here, and you are not as eager as I am."
Wen Qingling didn't answer, but he seemed to be in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, facing the cloud where Yang Jian's figure disappeared quietly.
"Light and light, even if you don't think about anything else, you should consider it for your own longevity."
Fu Dongliu sighed, "Think about your current situation...Ah, although there is today's situation, the pavilion must take care of you, it's okay, Yang Jian still remembers us, it is always a good thing."
"Brother Fu, do you think he is much more mature now than he was in the past?"
Wen Qingling asked softly, and then smiled to himself, "I always feel that he is more trustworthy than before, and it makes people want to rely more."
"It's just a joke, this is a great supernatural power between heaven and earth," Fu Dongliu stretched, "I won't help you clean up, I'll go back to find a place to sleep in. I asked inside the door," Just tell the truth about what happened back then."
"Brother Fu, you can deal with it," Wen Qingling glanced outside the valley, where several Kunyu Pavilion peak masters and elders were already waiting.
Obviously, the two of them will inevitably be regarded as treasures and enshrined by Kunyu Pavilion.
Even the elegant monks who don’t want to be inferior to the flames have to consider Yang Jian’s reputation and position in this world; not to mention, Kunyu Pavilion is originally a peripheral force of Yuxu Palace, and Yang Jian’s friends, of course, must enjoy the personal information passed by the head. treatment.
Even if you have neglected before, you must complete it as soon as possible, lest the true prince of Erlang turns anger.
"I'm here," Fu Dongliu was a little reluctant, "this is after all the light of Yang Jian, and I am also a little embarrassed."
"Why should Brother Fu call him?"
"Isn't it so that you can live forever?" Fu Dong lied, "You are just like a boring gourd, you have to say everything, if you don't tell him a word close to him, even if he is interested in it, he is afraid. I feel you are merciless."
Wen Qingling was startled, and flew down from the top of the grass reed, looking at Fu Dongliu, "Is he... interested in me?"
"This," Fu Dongliu was speechless for a while, and couldn't help thinking of the few words Yang Jian said to him.
A relationship is a responsibility. Yang Jian does not want to carry too much now...
But facing Wen Qingling’s small face full of expectation, Fu Dongliu really couldn’t bear it. He could only say warmly,
It’s hard to say, you know, he is the pillar of today’s great wilderness, and there are few opportunities. Can consider these children's personal love."
Wen Qingling's expression suddenly fell dark.
Fu Dongliu said: "Actually, if you want me to say, you should hurry up and practice and let yourself enter the realm of immortality. At that time, no matter how long Yang Jian will be running for the prehistoric times, you can wait and wait until he is fine and light. go with……"
"Longevity is so easy."
Wen Qingling smiled bitterly, "I have limited aptitude, I am afraid it will be difficult."
Fu Dongliu's eyes narrowed a little, "It's better to go to Yang Jian and ask for a nine-turn spiritual pill. I heard that the pill can make people immortal, and you can live long with concentration."
"How can I say you want such a treasure? Brother Fu, you go first, I'm a bit lacking."
Wen Qingling saw a few people coming from outside the valley driving in the clouds, his complexion was a little gloomy, and he whispered a few words, turned back to Caolu, and closed the wooden door of Caolu.
Fu Dongliu could only shook his head helplessly, looking at the smiling seniors, he could only bite the bullet and fly over.
Fill in the pits you dug yourself.
In the Cao Lu, beside the small circle, Wen Qingling stood silently in a daze while supporting the chair that Yang Jian had just sat on.
Above the Lingtai, from the first time I saw today, the pictures were still as clear as they were thousands of years ago. She has never forgotten, and never stopped thinking about it.
It's a pity that not all marriages are protected by the way of heaven, and not all lovesickness can be turned into a red rope.
Wen Qingling always felt that if he didn't change his wishful thinking, he shouldn't have any wrong thoughts about Yang Jian.
Over the past thousands of years, every time I heard news from him, it was a trembling sound of the heavens. On the other hand, I became the lonely life of the gods and killed the two masters who took their own practice. It is also reasonable to be excluded by the same door. As it should be.
She put away the wine glasses and tableware that Yang Jian had used, and threw the other cups and plates away to the wooden barrels in the corner where the sundries were placed. He moved the chair and sat in front of a bronze mirror.
In the mirror, she was dressed in white, and she was beautiful, and she was a little inconspicuous.
But outside of the mirror, she can only bow her head and sigh lightly, and she misses everything in her heart...
‘Who is worth your worries? ’
A somewhat ethereal voice echoed in her heart, this voice was gentle and slender, but Wen Qingling was taken aback.
"You came out again. Is my Dao heart unstable again? No wonder, I always saw him..."
Wen Qingling chuckled lightly, not seeming to be too surprised.
The voice in the bottom of my heart was a little melancholy, ‘I’m still not believing that I’m not your demon? I am you, you once, and you in the future, why do you resist so much? ’
"Always such an intention to break my Dao Heart, how can I not believe that you are my demon?"
Wen Qingling asked back, then quietly closed his eyes, two phantom shadows slowly appeared on the Lingtai, facing each other far away.
Wen Qingling said in a low voice: "My mind is not quiet, and there is always an obsession, so I have a demon like you. You don't have to say anything, I don't believe anything."
As he spoke, Wen Qingling's hands had begun to seal, and strands of mana rushed back, gradually suppressing another phantom in the spirit platform and sent it to the depths of the spirit platform.
After finishing this, Wen Qingling breathed a sigh of relief~EbookFREE.me~ slowly opened his eyes.
She didn't notice it. After suppressing the phantom again, her temperament and face changed slightly, becoming more mature, and more like the phantom...
Longevity...
Wen Qingling smiled bitterly, she was so entangled in her heart, she talked about He Changsheng, about love?
"Ugh……"
Turning sideways and leaning gently on the back of the chair, Wen Qingling fell asleep tiredly.
In addition to Cao Lu, Fu Dongliu was talking about kendo with a few elders. When he talked about the process of meeting Yang Jian,
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