Chapter 1241: Old friends reunion

After listening to Huang Long’s words, Murong was struck by lightning. The whole person was stuck there. He looked at Huang Long without looking at Qin Haoxuan and opened his mouth, but he could not say a word.
The reason why Murong wants to go to the fiery country in person is not because of how much he attaches importance to this country, but to want to establish his own prestige in this country, and he wants the subjects of the fierce country to surrender to him and let him from this later. The immortal who came out of the country only knows that he is Murong, I don’t know too early!
To put it bluntly, Murong wants to show his power.
But now, Huang Long is swaying in a word and messing up his abacus!
Qin Haoxuan’s status is much higher than him. They are going to go, who is the foil?
Murong looks stiff, he is not willing to see this result anyway, secretly gritted his teeth, Murong faces the embarrassing opening: "Teaching, Qin deputy teaching is busy, if you follow the disciple, some are too big to use it. ......"
After the words of Murong have not finished, Qin Haoxuan laughed. He did not care. "Murong is polite. As you said, this is the first time we have been going to the fiery country for the first time. I am willing to help you."
Murong, an old blood stem in the neck, is spit and can not spit out, swallowing can not swallow!
Are you helping me? When you go, it is to grab my limelight and say help me? !
Murong was angry, resentful, and angry, and he was so bright that he looked red.
Huang Long thought that Murong was touched. He was very pleased to nod. "I am happy to see you young people doing such mutual help. Then I will settle down. Hao Xuan will accompany you to Murong."
"Yes, teach." Qin Haoxuan bowed his head.
Murong heart suddenly fell to the end, knowing that the wood has become a boat, saying that it is useless, even though the heart is very unwilling, but Huang Long ordered it, he had to accept the result with a hard scalp.
At this time, there was a report from the boy at the door: "There is a slogan, and there is no one to teach the Qingyun sect."
When the words came out, the three people in the main hall were all a glimpse.
At the beginning of the Wanjiao immortality, Qinghong was seriously injured and even severely smashed. It was Jiang Zibai who protected her. When Jiang Zibai boarded Xian Road, Qinghong Pity was taken away by the maid who had been following her side. No news.
Unexpectedly, she not only left safely from the Wanjiao immortality, but also became the saint of the Supreme Master Qingyunzong.
After Qin Haoxuan’s surprise, he also brought joy in his eyes. Before that, he had not taken time to find Qinghong’s pity. He only knew that she was safe and sound. Now she can see her with her own eyes. It is also a worry.
Huang Long smiled with a sigh: "It seems that the female doll has also got a big chance in the Wanjiao fairy."
Murong looks complicated, his heart is full of miscellaneous, his brows are tightly wrinkled, and he looks up at Qin Haoxuan, and his eyes are all unwilling and unruly.
Qin Haoxuan also smiled at Huang Long: "She was in the Wanjiao immortal, she had received the unreceived inheritance of Qingyunzong, and there was an ancient power to protect, and now all of her is deserved."
Huang Long got up, although he was still tall and straight, he was able to see the old state from his white head and the wrinkled face.
"Time flies so fast." Huang Long looked up at the sky, and his heart was also infinitely emotional. "I only think that you are still a group of little dolls just getting started. How can you be so big, I am so old, I am old. The era of our old guys is finally over, and now it’s your turn to make a big push, and the future is the world of your young people."
Qin Haoxuan heard a sour heart. He looked at Huang Longdao: "The era of belonging to the teachings has not yet passed. Whether it is the early education or the disciples, they still need the guidance of the teachers."
Huang Long smiled and shook his head: "I don't admit it. I am old. This Qinghong fairy is coming, and it won't be to see me as an old man. Hao Xuan, you will meet me for me."
After all, Qin Haoxuan is the identity of the deputy teaching in the early days. He went to meet a saint who is supremely a great teacher. Naturally, it is ceremonial.
Qin Haoxuan nodded.
Qin Haoxuan took a few elders and church owners in the early days to personally greet Qinghong in front of the mountain gate.
Qinghong Pity faded away from Tsing Yi. Now dressed in white silk robes woven from silkworm silk, the complex patterns are printed on it, and the skirts are layered on top of each other like a group of white clouds floating under her feet.
Her long black hair, a blue jade printed on the forehead, even her eyebrows, white skin.
When Qin Haoxuan came, Qinghong’s pair of beautiful eyes were looking at the grass and trees of the early childhood.
The eyes of Qin Haoxuan and Qinghong's pity intersected in midair, all of which were slightly glimpsed, and the time seemed to slow down.
Qin Haoxuan smiled first. He bowed his hand to Qinghong, and said: "Long time no see, Qinghong fairy is more beautiful."
Qinghong pity recalled from the memory. After listening to Qin Haoxuan’s words, she smiled slightly. Her eyes turned to Qin Haoxuan, her eyes were unobtrusive, her red lips were light, and her voice was smooth and pleasant. : "Qin Dao brother has not seen for many years, and repairing it is more and more common, so that I am waiting for you."
The two looked at each other and laughed. Qin Haoxuan stepped forward and looked with concern: "How was your experience in Qingyun?"
Qinghong pity the black in front of him and smiled at him: "It’s not good."
"how?"
"Because it has become a saint of Supreme Masters, there are so many things, it is so difficult to come out to see you."
Qin Haoxuan smiled and shook his head: "As long as you know that you are doing well, you will not see or care."
Qinghong pitifully grinned, charming face, but also revealed the daughter's modality. She looked at Qin Haoxuan up and down, and gently raised her eyebrows: "You are so fast, but you understand. What? Don't hide, tell me."
......
The two are friends who have experienced life and death together, and they have not seen each other for several years. They even talked to each other under the watch of dozens of people.
Following Qinghong's pity, in addition to the three maids who have been sheltering her in the Wanjiao immortality, there are five guardians sent by Qingyunzong. At this time, compared with the calm of the three maids, they are always indifferent. The five guards of the state have revealed a strange look. They look at each other and see each other's incredulity.
This Qinghong Pity has entered the Qingyunzong and has become the holy woman of Qingyunzong. It has always been a portrait of an iceberg beauty. She has never seen her smile, but she is facing the elders in Zongmen. With the teaching, Qinghong Pity is also mostly modest and eager to learn.
But today, Qing Yunzong’s disciples know that their own saint will laugh and have such a rich expression.
Accompanied by Qin Haoxuan to meet the glory of Qinghong's Murong, at this time, it was a resentful anger, and the eyes that looked at Qin Haoxuan and Qinghong's pity were also extremely hazy. From the center of the main hall, there was dissatisfaction, and it was about to explode at this moment. .
I am standing here with a gray species, and I will be ignored by these people? Is the eyes of Qinghong Pity so embarrassed? Qin Haoxuan is just a weak species!
I am Murong, regardless of origin, appearance, qualification, where is worse than Qin Haoxuan? Why, why should everyone focus on Qin Haoxuan? Where does this put me? !
The two stood and said a conversation. Qin Haoxuan looked at the dozens of people who followed Qinghong's pity. He also smiled gently: "I am rude. You are different from the past, so you are all standing at the door and going. I have arranged a place for you."
Qinghong pity listened to this, but also a slight meal, only to raise his lips and smile: "I am pulling you to talk, forget about the surroundings, where do you make a gift?"
Qin Haoxuan smiled and took Qingyunzong and his party into a palace in Nanshan.
This palace monopolizes a mountain peak, surrounded by green forests and rich in spirits. It is a blessed land.
After entering the Nanshan Palace, Qinghong Pity sent the gift he brought from Qingyunzong, in addition to the gift given to the early education, but also the treasure she brought to Qin Haoxuan.
One of the road maps containing the stars and moons is amazed by the people around them. It is the protection of the law around Qinghong. Some of them are frowning: "The saint, this is the big treasure you got from Miyue Valley. How can it be easy? Give away, this..."
Qinghong’s pity glared at the protection of the law, and the heart of the law was slightly shocked and lowered his head.
Qin Haoxuan's face is also somewhat dignified. On the map of the moon and the moon, the rhyme flows, and the pure aura is laid out. If it is not opened, there will be a force of heaven and earth pouring out, and you will know the extraordinary products at a glance.
He just had some excuses, and Qinghong had some grievances on his face: "I have thoroughly understood this map, so I will let you see it too. How? We used to have a treasure to explore together. Now there are treasures that cannot be Shared it together?"
Qin Haoxuan lightly exposed, generously took over the Xingyue Road map, and Qinghong Pity turned into a hi.
Murong clenched his fist and watched Qinghong pity to Qin Haoxuan's piece of baby~EbookFREE.me~ The eyelids were not good, and the eyes were awkward!
So many treasures, what is the qualification of Qin Haoxuan to have? I am not willing, I am not satisfied!
Even though there is more dissatisfaction in Murong's heart, now I can only watch those things fall into the hands of Qin Haoxuan. He has the heart to express his feelings. However, Qinghong Pity has not even seen his eyes on him. There is only one Qin Haoxuan in his eyes.
"We haven't seen you for a long time, talk about it alone." Qinghong pity looked at Qin Haoxuan, like a water eye.
Qin Haoxuan smiled slightly, nodded, and made a request for action.
Others are also interested and have spread out.
Not far from there is a pavilion, simple and elegant, surrounded by water, Qin Haoxuan came to the pavilion with Qinghong Pity.
Qinghong pity in white, the mountain wind gently blows, picking up her black. She looked at Qin Haoxuan with nostalgia, and the feelings in her eyes were so deep, but so light.
When she remembered it, she remembered the first encounter with Qin Haoxuan, remembered the two men fighting side by side, remembering the secrets they had swayed, bit by bit, and all of them indulged her.
"Qinghong, what are you thinking about? So fascinated?" Qin Haoxuan spoke with questions.
Qinghong has a slight glimpse, and returns to God from the recollection. She looks at the present Qin Haoxuan, don't overdo it, hides the panic and affection from the bottom of her eyes, and insists on calmness: "Nothing, just remembering some of the previous things."
Qin Haoxuan sat down and said with a lot of emotion: "In the past, since we met each other, it has been so long, really, in these years, have you been in Qingyun Zong?"
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