Respect

night.

Yuqing Villa.

In the gazebo.

A woman sat upright.

The woman has a stunning face, beautiful and shocking, her hair curled up high, and she is dressed in purple, giving an elegant and noble feeling.

Next to the woman stood an old woman with gray hair and a cane. The old woman was not someone else. It was the old woman who suddenly appeared in Xianfu and owned the land of Xianxiu. This elegant and stunning woman was the one in her mouth. Miss Wo Lan from Canyang Mountain.

Wo Lan is playing the piano.

The harp is an ancient harp that is as white as jade.

The sound of the piano came slowly, neither melodiously nor exuberantly, but it gave a very thick feeling, as if it were immortal history, and like the same stone gate that slowly opened.

suddenly.

The piano sound stopped abruptly.

She raised her head, looked over, stared at the night sky, her brows locked.

next to.

The old man seemed puzzled and asked, "Miss, what's wrong?"

"he came……"

Wo Lan's voice is very light, but also very heavy, light and misty, heavy Canggu.

"He's here? Who?"

The old lady was puzzled and thought for a while. If she realized what she was looking at, but found nothing, she immediately offered a divine investigation and found nothing. Just when she was surprised, a figure appeared inexplicably opposite them.

A hit in white is better than snow.

Three thousand long hair looks like ink.

Junxiu looks ruthless.

The gloomy eyes were silent.

When he appeared, there was no silence.

The quiet night breeze stops blowing, the quiet stars stop blinking, and the quietness is like the yin and yang of the nature have stopped changing, and the quietness is like the time has stopped, and the space has stopped working.

It is the ancient breeze.

In the gazebo.

The old man's expression changed, his eyes were full of horror.

Wo Lan's beautiful eyes were staring at Gu Qingfeng as if she wanted to see it through, but no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see through, let alone see through.

There is no cloud of sin.

There is also no net interest representing Avenue.

There is no spiritual breath that represents creation.

Nothing at all.

Only ordinary Jin Danxiu.

Other than that, there is nothing.

They are staring at Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng was also staring at them.

Although the old man is a divine cult, but it is just that. Mo is not just a divine. Even if it is a real immortal, Tianxian, the ancient breeze is far more lazy, but the existence of this woman is extraordinary.

Repair for?

Nothing to do.

Gu Qingfeng didn't even know whether this woman was a human or not. As for what it was, he didn't know. Only knowing that this woman's existence gave him the same feeling as Taohua Tao. The two people should be the same kind of existence, maybe they should come from the same a place.

"I heard you were looking for me."

Gu Qingfeng was not polite, went directly into the gazebo and sat down.

"Yes."

Wo Lan nodded.

The old lady next to her was not idle. When Gu Qingfeng walked into the gazebo, she took a jug and poured two glasses, one of which was passed to Wo Lan and the other was passed to Gu Qingfeng.

"I heard that my son is good at wine, so he specially prepared the evening wine made by our Yangyang Mountain for the son." Wo Lan toasted with a smile and said, "First meeting, please."

Gu Qingfeng raised his glass and said nothing.

The wine is strong.

When I entered the mouth, it was like a fire, but after entering the throat, it was very mild. The feeling was very special, just like the sunset and the mountains, it bears the name of the evening glow.

"How about wine?"

"improvise."

"Just make it up?"

"Just make up."

"Ha ha……"

Wo Lan smiled slightly.

Gu Qingfeng asked, "What are you looking for?"

"I want to ask someone about Chi Yan."

"who."

"A man born five hundred years ago in Chiyanling, Yanyang Dayu, a northwestern region." Wo Lan stared at Gu Qingfeng and said softly: "A man who has cultivated for nine lives and died for nine lives and nine lives , Achieve the nine immortals and nine demons, win the unparalleled throne, and the only person who is inverse is the one who destroys the immortal dynasty, cuts the immortal river, defeats the Jiuxiao, the person who steps up the nine halls, and is against the nine days. There is no second person in the world except him. "

Wo Lan raised his toast and laughed: "I wonder if Chi Yan can recognize him?"

"Of course." Gu Qingfeng also asked with a drink, smiling. "You have something to do with him?"

"Have."

"what's up?"

"He owes me something."

"I owe you something?" Gu Qingfeng stared at the opposite Wu Lan and asked, "What?"

"A life."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingfeng laughed abruptly and said, "Is it?"

"Of course." Wo Lan took the wine glass to her mouth, took a sip, and asked, "I don't know, I know where he is?"

"Being close at hand." Gu Qingfeng smiled slightly, "just in front of you."

"Oh?"

Wo Lan didn't seem to think that Gu Qingfeng would say this, a little surprised, looking at Gu Qingfeng deeply, with a smile across his mouth, saying, "If I heard correctly, you are him?"

"if not."

"Ha ha……"

Wo Lan smiled and smiled very complicatedly. Instead of watching Gu Qingfeng, he debugged the strings on the guqin and said, "Do you know? You are not the first person to claim to be him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What's my name? "

"Ninth."

"So many?" Gu Qingfeng asked again, "Have you ever seen them?"

"They've all been to the Northwest, and they've all been to Canyang Mountain."

"What else is happening?"

Gu Qingfeng raised a brow slightly. He only knew that many people in this world were posing as himself, but he really didn't know that those guys posing as himself had visited the Northwest? And have you been to Canyang Mountain? Isn't this a bit too wicked, thinking for a moment, and then asking, "What are they going to Canyang Mountain?"

Wo Lan asked, "Don't you also claim to be him? Then what do you want to do to Canyang Mountain?"

"It's not a big deal. I went to Canyang Mountain just to figure out one thing."

"Hehehe ..."

Upon hearing this, Wo Lan couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing?"

"If I'm not mistaken, what you want to figure out, why did we kill you at the Jiulaodong Prefecture in Canyang Mountain, right?

This ancient breeze was even more confused, raising Erlang's legs, rubbing his chin, squinting his eyes, looking at Wo Lan, and asking, "Do you know this?"

"of course I know."

Wo Lan raised his head and stared at Gu Qingfeng. His eyes were extremely unhealthy, and if he was full of anger, he said coldly: "Everyone who claims to come to us in Yangyang Mountain is trying to figure this out. How can you say I do n’t know Then. "

opposite.

The ancient breeze could not help but be shocked.

So many guys posing as themselves have been to Canyang Mountain, even to find out why Canyang Mountain wiped themselves out then?

What's wrong with his mother in this matter!

"Then ... did they figure it out?"

Gu Qingfeng's voice had just fallen, and the cold Wo Lan on the other side suddenly shouted, "Enough! I've had enough!"