Painting of the Nine Immortals

The big sun hangs high, it hangs down warm and shining, and the breeze blows, adding a little coolness.

In the antique study, Ling Tianqing was dressed in a silky white robe, polite and elegant, and there was a vicissitudes after years of precipitation.

At this moment, he held his breath and held his pen in his right hand, soaked lightly the smoke and ink, and then slowly wrote a word on plain white rice paper.

like.

Long Fei Feng Wu, through the paper back, we can see that his calligraphy skills are quite good, there is a faint wind of everyone.

The word also expresses his mood at the moment.

In fact, since the two major foundation builders were beheaded by Ling Xian, Ling Tianqing has been in a state of excitement, rectifying the people, giving orders, annexing the two, sweeping the city, and taking different measures against different people, or It was thunder suppression, or warm words of comfort, back and forth between the two methods of iron blood and Huairou.

I'm afraid that everyone will have a headache and exhaustion to deal with these things.

However, Ling Tianqing was able to catch it, and he was never tired of it. It can be seen that he was born suitable as a leader, and he was not only because he was the eldest son of the previous patriarch.

"The mysterious old man at that time was really inscrutable. With a single word of life and death, a word of ingenuity, it was a perfect match for my Ling family, but there were noble people to help, not only to save the risks, but also to be blessed by disasters." The color, sighing softly, thought of those years.

Just then, the knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Come in."

Ling Tianqing frowned and was disturbed when he was remembering. Naturally, he was a bit displeased, but when he saw that the person who came in was Ling Xian, the dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared, showing a sincere smile, saying: "Our hero Here I am, I want to see you at your house. "

"What kind of hero do I count, don't let me be the patriarch." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"During the crisis, I turned the tide and saved hundreds of lives in my Ling family. If you can't afford the word hero, who can afford it?" Ling Tianqing hurriedly asked Ling Xian to sit down and poured him a cup of fragrant tea.

Ling Xian took the fragrant tea, took a sip, and felt a little emotional. Although Ling Tianqing's tone was calm and his expression was natural, but he could feel it. The person in charge of the Ling family had something to himself from his heart. Awe.

Respect him to turn the tide and fear his mighty strength.

This is the change that power brings.

Ling Xian sighed secretly, looking at his smile, but it was obviously a restrained Ling Tianqing, saying, "Clan, I came here to quit for you."

"Quit?"

Ling Tianqing froze for a moment, and said, "You want to leave Qingcheng?"

"Yes, only one of my predecessors came to my house and wanted to take me to Wan Jianzong, saying that as soon as I entered the mountain gate, he gave me the identity of a true disciple." Lingxian sips tea.

Ling Tianqing was shocked, and there was an incredible flash of light in his eyes, saying: "But Wan Jianzong, one of the nine gates of Yunzhou?"

Ling Xian nodded with a smile.

"Sure enough ..." Ling Tianqing breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Ling Xian's eyes full of envy and sighing: "I was kneeling at the foot of Wan Jianzong for half a month, but the result was In vain, I can only return to the family in grief. After many years, an elder of Wan Jianzong will invite you personally and promise that once you enter the gate, you will get the identity of a true disciple. I really envy others. "

"It's all luck, just in time to catch up with that elder and come to Qingcheng." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"That's why he wanted to take you back to Wan Jianzong because of your peerless talents." Ling Tianqing shook his head and said with emotion: "Lingxian, with your unparalleled qualifications, entered any of the ten dynasties and nine schools. There is no problem with the forces, not to mention true disciples, even if you are a candidate for teaching, you are more than enough. "

"Patriarch, don't praise me, I'm thin-skinned, I will be embarrassed." Ling Xian laughed very sternly, but if you look closely, where can I see that I am embarrassed, a hundred years of fantasy, except to let him His mind is extremely mature, and of course his skin has become thicker.

"Well ..." Ling Tianqing sighed and said, "In fact, when you stabbed and killed two strong men in the foundation period, I knew that the little Qingcheng can't keep you any longer. If you stay here, it will be quite Yu Longyou talked about it and can never achieve great achievements, so I will not leave you. "

Ling Xian drank the fragrant tea in her hand, slowly stood up, and said, "Thank you, the patriarch."

"Thank me? If you want to leave, I can't keep you." Ling Tianqing waved his hand and said, "You are a Qianlong, a young god, destined to dominate the world. Let you spread your wings, so you need a wider world where you can fly freely. "

After speaking, there was a flash of hesitation on his face, and he opened his mouth and stopped talking.

Ling Xian smiled a little. He is no longer a young man who doesn't understand human beings. He naturally understands what Ling Tianqing wants to say, saying, "The patriarch rest assured that no matter where I go, the blood in my body is the blood of the Ling family, so I will never I will forget this, and if the Ling family is in trouble in the future, I will certainly not stand idly by. "

Sure enough, as soon as Ling Xian's voice fell, Ling Tianqing's eyebrows suddenly stretched out and laughed: "Okay, okay, with your words, I can rest assured. As long as you are with me, my Ling family will live forever. Dominate. "

To be honest, he didn't want to let the young man leave Qingcheng. After all, Ling Xian is now the first strong man in Qing Cheng. As long as he sits in the Ling family, no one will dare to invade, but Ling Tianqing knows very well that Ling Xian will not always Staying in Qingcheng, he has unparalleled talents and a bright future, so naturally he will not be bound by this area of ​​projectiles.

"I believe that even without me, the Ling family would prosper and prosper under the leadership of the patriarch." Ling Xian politely said with a fist, "I have said goodbye, then."

Having said that, he turned to take a walk and wanted to leave the study.

"Wait." Ling Tianqing uttered a word to stop him, and then sighed, and said a plain but heavy word from his mouth.

"Remember to see the little girl before leaving."

Ling Xian walked for a few seconds, stood still for a few seconds, and then strode out of the study.

Looking at the back of Ling Xian away, Ling Tianqing remembered what the little girl had done for him, and could not help but sigh heavily.

"Well, evil fate, evil fate."

...

Walking slowly on the cobblestoned road, Ling Xian was behind him with one hand, and ignored the surrounding road full of awe-inspiring eyes. Since he was under the eyes of all and beheaded the two strong men in the foundation period, this A fiery gaze kept on him.

At the beginning, Ling Xian was still a little accustomed to it, but over time, they went away. After all, he couldn't dig out the eyes of others.

After a while, he walked to a famous scenic area of ​​Ling family, not far from Ling Tianxiang's residence.

The scenery here is beautiful, peaceful and peaceful. Many people usually watch here, so when Ling Xian appeared, four or five girls noticed him, and curious, envious, and fearful eyes gathered on him, and I did n’t know What are you talking about.

However, Ling Xian couldn't care less about them, and now his heart became heavy with Ling Tianqing's sentence, as if there was a huge boulder in his heart, the closer he was to Ling Tianxiang's residence, the heavier the boulder was.

Bit by bit with Ling Tianxiang came to his mind, letting his thoughts turn, and there was helplessness between the eyebrows.

When she met for the first time, she was held hostage, and she was in danger. The pitiful tenderness was deeply imprinted in Ling Xian's heart. When she met again, she was cute and lovely, and he invited him to enter the secret place with great expectations. He refused.

Later, Ling Xian was seriously injured in a coma, Ling Tianxiang worked hard, and held him for three days without moving, so kind, how can he repay it?

Ling Tianxiang had a deep affection for him, but he was doomed to fail.

Ling Xian frowns tightly. Maybe she is afraid to see Ling Tianxiang's weeping face, so he's a little scared. He just stops here and doesn't want to go any further.

However, in the meditation, the more things you don't want, the more likely it will happen.

"Lingxian, why are you here? Did you come to me?"

A sound full of surprises rang in his ears, disrupting Lingxian's thoughts. When he looked up, he saw Ling Tianxiang standing in front of him, a pair of beautiful autumn eyes staring at himself without blinking, filled with With joy and tenderness.

With a sigh of lament, Ling Xian's heart suddenly gave birth to the idea of ​​turning around and running, but he knew very well that if he turned away and left, the heart of the girl in front of him would probably break immediately, so he had to bite his head and said, "Yeah, I am going to find you. "

"Really?"

Ling Tianxiang had exquisite facial features and a beautiful face. When Ling Xian said that she had come to find herself, she suddenly felt a touch of redness and twisted, "Actually, I was planning to come to you."

"That's really a coincidence." Ling Xianqiang laughed, knowing that she had better be a little bit, otherwise Ling Tianxiang would get deeper and deeper, but when she spoke, she couldn't say.

"Lingxian, what's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable?" Ling Tianxiang skeptically asked.

"I'm fine." Ling Xian shook her head, a hint of hesitation flashed on her face.

"It's okay, you see what this is." Ling Tianxiang smiled, and then took out a jade doll from the storage bag. It was turquoise green and exquisite in workmanship. One man, one woman and two villains were in a hug shape. , Lifelike.

Looking at the beautiful doll with obvious meaning in front of him, Ling Xian was moved, and he knew he couldn't hesitate anymore. He gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "I'm here to resign to you."

"Slam!"

The jade figure dropped and made a crisp sound.

However, Ling Tianxiang didn't realize it, and a pair of autumn water eyes fixed on Ling Xian, slowly rising a mist of water.

The atmosphere was horrible and silent.

For a long time, Ling Tianxiang's eye circles were red, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and saying, "What are you saying? You are saying it again!"

Ling Xian was silent for a while, looking at the beautiful woman with pear blossoms in the rain, and she felt a little regret, but the words had been exported, and they could not be taken back. He had to relent and said, "I said, I came to you Resign. "

"Quit ..." Ling Tianxiang murmured, and laughed strongly: "Where to go, how long?"

"Wan Jianzong, maybe one year, maybe ten years." Ling Xian gave a very vague answer.

"Wan Jianzong ..." Ling Tianxiang chewed these three words, a flash of firmness flashed in her eyes, and said, "The stage there is big and can make your future brighter. With your talents, there will definitely be Rising, shining. "

After a pause, she went on to say, "In fact, when you slay two strong foundation builders, I know that sooner or later you will leave. Qingcheng is too small. It cannot accommodate your wings that cover the sky. I ca n’t let you soar for nine days, but I did n’t expect it, I really did n’t expect it to come so fast. ”

At the end of the day, Ling Tianxiang's eyes were moist, and there was a hint of crying in her words.

"I ..." Ling Xian stared at the woman in front of me, wondering what to say.

"You don't have to say anything. Your decision is right. Wan Jianzong can give you a wider sky. If I were to change it, I would definitely choose it like this." Ling Tianxiang is very kind and understanding, even if she Persevering in heart, he did not want Ling Xian to give up a bright future.

Ling Xian's heart warmed, and she knew that Ling Tianxiang loved and cared for herself in every way, but he could not violate his heart, nor could he deceive the affectionate woman in front of him. He could only sigh gently and said A word of intentional distance.

"Thank you."

Ling Tianxiang shook her head, and her expression suddenly became firm, she said, "Lingxian, I want to ask you something."

After all, it's here.

Ling Xian breathed out a sigh of relief, he naturally knew exactly what Ling Tianxiang wanted to ask, but the situation at this moment was already on the string, and he could not afford to be half hesitant. If he avoided it, it might as well be better.

"You say it."

Ling Tianxiang's skin is like sebum and her eyes are like autumn water. She lifted her chest, raised her head, and slightly raised her eyebrows, which gave birth to a strong British spirit.

"do you love me?"