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Dark night, bright moonlight.
White, peerless face.
The night is quiet, and the cloud is silent.
The soft night wind blew slightly, blowing her long hair on her cheeks.
She did not speak, never said a word from beginning to end, even if there is no word, Tang Qing, sitting on the stone bench, was a little bit smacked by her inside, and she was uncomfortable. She wanted to break the calm here. I just don't know what to say.
Some debts can be repaid, but some debts are still not enough. At least Tang Qing is not yet available.
Tang Qing may be a debtor. However, Yunmo is not a debt collector. It is never. She just looks at it, but she is not willing, just stunned, just desperate.
In the dark night, under the moonlight, the figure of Yun Mo became looming, like the wind, like to go.
"Where are you going?" Tang Qing asked.
"Is it important?"
The voice of Yun Mo is always so sultry, pleasing, moving, and also a little sorrowful, sorrowful resentment.
Is it important?
Yeah, where is it important for her to go? It doesn't matter, Tang Qing asked why, not because he wants to know, just want to ask, but unfortunately, he is facing Yun Mo, a woman who knows the heart, this little thought is nothing but a cloud, people can deceive, But the heart won't.
Tang Qing did not speak any more, looking at the more and more vague cloud, inexplicable, he had an impulse inside, and wanted to rush to the impulse to hold the cloud into his arms, but this impulse was just immediately smashed by Tang Qing. He didn't know why he had such an impulse, but he knew that once he walked over, he would be more entangled with Yun Mo.
If you don't have a desired result, don't give anyone hope.
Tang Qing could not give Yun Mo a result, so he would not give Yun Mo any hope, because disappointment is the greatest pain.
The cloud has disappeared, like a gust of wind, gently disappearing, the soft voice does not know where it came from, it is still like the sky.
"Tang Qing, do you know?"
"Know what?" Tang Qing asked.
"You are a complete bastard!"
Tang Qing looked awkward, opened his mouth, and talked to his mouth, but he didn't know how to respond. He looked at it. After a long time, he smiled again. It was a helpless smile. I don't know what happened. I heard the cloud. Own bastard, Tang Qing actually felt a little comfortable, this is probably the heart of the heart of the heart, or perhaps heard the bastard, so that his sense of guilt is reduced.
Alcoholism, end cup, Tang Qing did not have the interest of drinking, raised the glass of wine in the hand and shook his head, whispered, "If I am really a bastard, then."
Being a free and carefree bastard is the dream that Tang Qing has always been.
Unfortunately, this heart does not live up to expectations, so he can't be a bastard.
He thinks this way, but it is only he thinks. In the hearts of many people, he is an out-and-out bastard. It’s a solution to the world, and it’s true to the ancients. Yes.
In the void, under the stars, Yun Mo floats here.White wins snow, peerless face, three thousand hair, no fireworks, in the night sky, she really is like a nine-day fairy falling into the dust.
Yun Mo chose to leave, but did not know where to go, just wanted to leave, do not want to see the guy again, she always thought that she had no feelings with Tang Qing, but it was inexplicably formed into a natural relationship, yes, she always thought so However, when I came to Shang Qingzong, when I saw Princess Sissi standing out to speak for him, Yun Mo’s heart was very uncomfortable, and it was generally uncomfortable.
This feeling has never been seen before, but she is very clear about what this feeling is, just don't want to face it, don't want to admit it, and don't want to accept it.
I really like him?
Yun Mo really didn't know, she chose to leave, she wanted to be quiet.
......
Tang Qing came to the Qing dynasty. After a half-month, Tang Qing occasionally cultivated and occasionally drank alcohol. The elders of the Qing dynasty continued to struggle. On this day, the Qing dynasty’s old lord finally sent a message to allow Tang Qing to enter. The Qing dynasty practice, Bi Dongyuan and other elders and other members of the emperor's heart hanging in the heart finally fell, and finally can breathe a sigh, no longer entangled in this matter.
But soon, they began to entangle with another problem.
Tang Qing worshipped Shang Qingzong, who will teach?
This problem was raised by the old lord. At this moment, in a manor in Shangqing, the old lord was wearing a gray robes and was playing black and white chess. The opposite of him was sitting in an old man. The old man might be sitting. Well, it’s just a strange gesture, bowing his waist, pulling his head, holding his ankle in one hand, and carrying a gourd in his hand to pour the wine into his mouth.
This is the grandfather of Shangqing Town. The entire Shangzong did not know him.
Next to it, Bi Dongyuan and other elders who stood in the Qing dynasty stood in a well-behaved manner. They seemed to be very confused. In the impression, the old lord has not played such a leisurely game for a long time, seems to have been for more than 100 years? It should be that after the failure of Tang’s supremacy, the old lord was almost retired all the year round and rarely presided over the affairs of the sect.
Moreover, after the failure of Tang Wuduo, the old grandfather stayed at the gate of Shangqing Town almost every day, and waited for him to come back. Many people have been persuaded over the years, but no one can persuade.
What happened today?
The old lord is no longer retreat, and the old grandfather is not at the door.
How did these two people play chess?
I don't understand, I really don't understand. Even if I want to break my head, Bi Dongyuan and others don't understand the Olympics. If you don't understand, you don't understand. Is it OK to discuss the matter? So after a moment, the elders began to ask.
"Sovereign, when you see Tang Qing's words in my family, who will teach him?"
The old lord sat very well, and he had to be white, and his kindness was good. Even if he only wore an ordinary gray robes, he could not cover his sacred bones. He held black chess pieces in one hand and looked at the chessboard. He said, "You Who is coming?"
Bi Dongyuan and others are stunned. You look at me, the elders, I look at you, they are shaking their heads.There are many elders in the Qing dynasty, but now there is no one who stands up and wants to accept Tang Qing, not wanting to. On the contrary, they all want to teach Tang Qing this wizard, but they don’t dare because Tang Qing’s Existence is too different. Think about it, but he broke through the imprisonment and became the first person in the Three Ancient Times. There is also the arrogance of the sacred ancestors, the great gods of the Big Buddha, and the perfection of the law. These are all horrible and mysterious. Existence, it used to be just a legendary thing. No one has ever touched it. Even the classics are rarely recorded. So how do you teach? What's more, Tang Qing's short period of two or three years has directly stepped into the realm of law from the foundation. This cultivation speed is almost comparable to that of Tang.
These heaven and earth wizards, if taught well, naturally, if it is not well taught? Wouldn't that be a sinner?
None of the elders of the public sentiment made a statement. They were not worried about the consequences of poor teaching. Instead, they asked themselves that they could not teach Tang Qing.
"You guys, I really have no interest. Isn’t the name of Don’s kid a little strange achievement? It’s not God and it’s not magic, what are you afraid of!”
It is not the old lord but the ancestors who said this.
How old is the grandfather's generation, no one knows, but even the old lord saw him and the old man had to shout a grandfather, how can other people dare to let go? Quickly nodded, it is said that the grandfather learned the lesson.
Yes, no one dares to stand up and teach Tang Qing.
"Hey! You really haven't saved it!" The old grandfather shook his head with a contemptuous look, and turned to the old lord. "You have to do this, look at it, hungry, call the name Donna to ask." I won't have it."
"This method is not bad." The old lord nodded.
After a while, Tang Qing was called over and entered the manor. After seeing the old lord and the old grandfather, he immediately saluted. At this moment, Tang Qing seems to be the same as a person. Usually he is very casual. But now the end of the station is right, when the words are saluted, people can't pick a trace of fault.
Tang Qing has always been a very casual person, but the old lord and his grandfather are the ones he has always respected.
He can be casual, but he will never be casual with these two respected people, never.
The old lord was about to speak, but was directly interrupted by his grandfather. The old grandfather said while he was clasping his ankle. "This thing makes hungry to be the master, what?"
"The old grandfather was polite." The old lord nodded in response.
"Good!" The old lord took a sip of his face and stared at Tang Qing with a pair of sullen eyes like Jiang. He added the wine left in the corner of his mouth and said, "Call the old grandfather to listen!"
"..."
The old lord shook his head without words, Bi Dongyuan and others were speechless, Tang Qing was also like this, and his expression was a bit stunned. He didn’t know which old grandfather was playing, but he was still arrogant and respectful. Grandfather.
"Well, it's not bad!" The old grandfather pouted, squinting, and said, "My grandfather is hungry and looks at it, you know what kind of voice you are."
What do you mean?
Bi Dongyuan did not know, Tang Qing did not know."You are not a ruler at all. You are pretending to be a scorpion in front of your old grandfather. The pig's nose is stalked with green onions. You are hungry for the elephants, the old cucumbers are painted green, and you are hungry and tender. The mothers are exposed to the thighs, and you are gentle to the hungry scorpion."
Bi Dongyuan and others have already been lifted by the words of the old grandfather, and Tang Qing is even more sorrowful and embarrassed. This feeling is like the clothes being dusk.
"How? You want this scorpion still want to argue with his grandfather?" The old grandfather stretched his legs, stood up, grabbed Tang Qing’s ear and shouted, "You lick your ass, ancestors When you are hungry, you know what you are pulling? How? Your nephew gives such a salute to the hungry people, is there any stuff in your heart?"
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