Zhou Qingmu walked into the house with a sullen face, wiped away the tears on his face, and sat down by the stove.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to keep the old man here now. He can only watch the old man's back walking further and further away, and completely disappear before his eyes in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Qingmu subconsciously picked up the wine gourd at his waist, opened the cork and was about to take a sip when he suddenly thought of something and put it down again. He could only sit in front of the stove and secretly feel sad.

Suddenly, someone quietly sat on the table and chair behind him, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a small cup, and drank it all in one gulp. He couldn't tell what the tea tasted like, he just wanted to drink it.

Zhou Qingmu turned to look, and the unshaven young man in Taoist robes also turned to look at him.

In fact, today's young people are no longer young. In this hurry, they have reached their thirties.

"Xiaomu, after staying in this ungrateful place for so many years, I haven't even had a drink from the pot for a long time. I'm really lonely. I'm going to go back to our human race tomorrow. Anyway, I have my brothers and sisters here, so I

I don’t have to worry about my safety anymore." Yang Zhao suddenly said softly.

Still full of the Jianghu spirit.

Zhou Qingmu looked at him, pursed his lips, and wanted to say something more, but in the end he just said: "Be careful on the road."

Yang Zhao smiled casually, giving the impression that he was still that indulgent.

Immediately, Zhou Qingmu stood up, walked to the bed where he was sleeping, took out a sword tip, walked slowly to Yang Zhao, and put the sword tip into the storage bag on Yang Zhao's waist.

Yang Zhao was a little confused, but when he was about to speak, Zhou Qingmu said solemnly: "This sword tip was left by senior Qi Qing because of an agreement he made with me, and it contains his foundation of swordsmanship.

If there is any danger on the road, you can try to focus your mind on it, maybe you can communicate with Senior Qi's spiritual thoughts and take action for you."

"Our Xiaomu has quite a lot of opportunities. If you put it outside, I'm afraid the tip of this sword would be enough for an emperor-level expert to hunt you down for three days and three nights." Yang Zhao clicked his tongue, but did not refuse.

Zhou Qingmu just smiled, and then took off the storage bag from his waist and took out a heavy bag full of money. He put the bag of money on the table and said softly: "There are probably dozens of taels here.

The money will be useful in traveling around the world in the future."

"Okay, okay, just buy a pot of good wine!" Yang Zhao, still smiling, put the bag of money in his hand, weighed it, and then put it in his bag.

Zhou Qingmu stopped and thought about it. He seemed to still feel a little uneasy, but when he saw that there was almost nothing valuable except some clothes in the storage bag, he felt a little worried for a moment.

At this time, a very soft sound of pushing the door suddenly came, and after the bamboo door was pushed open, the plain clothes quietly appeared in front of Zhou Qingmu and the two of them.

Zhou Qingmu did not wait for Lin Chengshuang to understand what was going on, and quickly said: "Miss Lin, do you still have the healing pill from yesterday? Can you lend me twenty pills first? When I feel better in the future, I will find a way.

Give it back to you."

"Do you think that elixir is just cabbage? You can have as much as you want? This elixir was specially made by an elder of the Dragon Emperor Palace, and only three or two pills can be refined every year. Its recovery effect can even affect the Demon Emperor.

Realm also has a great effect, but your broken body has no effect. Sigh...here, I have three more here, I will give them to you first, and I will think of a solution for the rest." Lin Cheng was in vain.

He took a look and felt quite helpless, and finally took out the only three pills he had left in his sleeve, which were originally prepared for the person in front of him.

Zhou Qingmu thanked him, took the elixir, and stuffed it into Yang Zhao, and warned him earnestly: "In the future, when walking on the road and fighting with others, remember not to hurt yourself too deeply, otherwise it will easily lead to the root cause of the disease.

The path of cultivation in the future will be harmful rather than beneficial."

"Okay, why are you talking so much nonsense every day?" Yang Zhao smiled and punched Zhou Qingmu in the chest, but the force was not strong.

Zhou Qingmu suddenly pretended to be indifferent: "Do you want it?"

"You want this damn good elixir, don't be a fool!" Yang Zhao grabbed the small porcelain bottle on the table and put it into his sleeve.

But after that, he suddenly turned his back and looked at the endless fire in the furnace, not daring to look back.

Zhou Qingmu, you fucking bastard! I let you talk about the truth, why don’t you remember it in your heart?

Finally, Yang Zhao slowly stood up, walked out of the bamboo house, sat on the bamboo ladder outside, looked at the snow falling in the sky, but remained silent without saying a word.

Lin Chengshuang glanced at the man outside, then turned to look at Zhou Qingmu. His eyes seemed to be asking Zhou Qingmu, what was going on?

"It's cold outside, come in first."

Zhou Qingmu seemed to have completely forgotten that the woman in front of him was a genuine Demon Emperor. He stood up and pulled Lin Chengshuang to the stove. He said with a smile: "Yang Mingming is leaving tomorrow. I will prepare some things for him in case something happens on the way."

When I needed it, I forgot to prepare it.”

Lin Chengshuang glanced again at the man who had only been wearing a Taoist robe for three years, and then turned to look at the gray-haired man in front of him.

"Zhou Qingmu, you have always been so kind to the people around you throughout your life. Not to mention Yang Zhao, even any woman who has walked with you will probably fall in love with you unconsciously, right?

"Lin Chengshuang looked at the man in front of him and thought of such a sentence for no reason.

But fortunately, a woman like her rarely expresses her inner thoughts on her face.

To others, she just turned a deaf ear.

Zhou Qingmu looked at the thoughtful eyes of the woman in front of him, suddenly smiled, and subconsciously whispered: "It doesn't matter, Miss Lin. What other people think is other people's business, and I have no control over it. Besides, I don't care about Miss Lin."

, it will only be better than them..."

At the end, Zhou Qingmu's voice became lower and lower, and then stopped suddenly.

Zhou Qingmu stood up slowly, walked out of the bamboo house, and looked at the bright moon rising quietly in front of the bamboo door.

The moon has no selfish motives and will shine on everyone at any time, which is very comforting.

A man dressed in plain clothes walked out of the bamboo house. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two people overlapped.

Under the bright white moonlight, the white-headed man hurries.

Yang Zhao stood up, looked back at the two men, smiled, finally stood up, patted Zhou Qingmu on the shoulder, and walked back into the house.

Looking at the heavy snowfall in front of him, Lin Chengshuang suddenly spoke up and asked a question that the man next to him would remember forever:

"Zhou Qingmu, do you like me?"

The words fell one by one, and the girl next to me said them so gently and calmly.

But it made Zhou Qingmu's heart tremble, and he fell silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer this question.

In other words, he is not ready to answer this "question" yet.

The man who once dared to walk into the hinterland of the Demon Realm with just one sword, and who never felt a trace of fear in his heart, now has no courage.

Lin Chengshuang turned to look at the man beside him who did not dare to turn his head and look directly at him. The two were so close that even Zhou Qingmu could feel the warm breath of the woman next to him, which was especially warm in the biting snow.

moving.

"Forget it." Lin Chengshuang sighed, seemed a little disappointed, turned around and left.

At this moment, Zhou Qingmu suddenly reached out and took the warm little hand of the woman in front of him, as if he wanted to take in all the tenderness of his youth.

Lin Cheng was startled and suddenly turned his head, a pair of long autumn eyes met the man's affectionate look.

"Miss Lin, actually before I came to the Demon Realm a few years ago, before I met you, I thought about many, many things to say to you, but after I really saw you, these words didn't seem to be important. That year the mountain was high

Lu Yuan, I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to see you again, so I dare to hide many words in my heart and tell you in my dreams. After I really started to get along with you again, Miss Lin, these days, I was worried for no reason. I was worried about Lin.

The girl actually doesn’t like me. It would be a good thing to say something, so I kept it in my heart and refused to say it directly. When you asked me just now, it wasn’t that I didn’t have the confidence to answer, but that I felt that

Just answering hastily like this seems to be very sorry for this feeling."

It was as if in this trance, they all returned to the boy and girl they were when they first met.

At that time, the girl was bright and beautiful, but the boy had low self-esteem.

Looking at the sincere eyes of the man in front of me, I also saw the head of white hair that all grew up because of me.

But the man in front of him seemed to have never said anything in front of him. Instead, he felt that he didn't do a good enough job.

In fact, Lin Chengshuang felt in his heart that the person in front of him really liked him, but he was worried about gain and loss for no reason and did not dare to confirm.

The mountains were high and the roads were far away back then, and I was afraid I wouldn’t have the chance to see him again.

Nowadays, black hair is also dyed for white hair, and the woman's eyes turn red.

"But since Miss Lin asked this question today, if I don't answer it today, I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life."

The man looked into those red eyes and took a last sip of wine, as if to gather courage for the next words.

"Miss Lin, I like you. Whether you believe it or not, I have liked you for ten years."

There are no gorgeous rhetoric or beautiful words, but just a sentence of "I like you".

Lin Chengshuang looked at the man's eyes, white hair, and body from beginning to end, as if he was confirming over and over again whether the person in front of him was telling any falsehoods.

After Zhou Qingmu finished speaking, he just stared at the woman's beautiful face. Although he should have been nervous in his heart, after saying these four words, he felt a little calm for no reason.

But before the woman in front of him could answer, Zhou Qingmu suddenly said: "Miss Lin, you don't have to like me just because I like you. If Miss Lin did something against her will because of what I said today,

Even if Miss Lin says she likes me now, I won't be happy."

If you like a girl, you have to make her happy.

After saying this sentence that was actually against his will, Zhou Qingmu let go of the woman's hand, with tears in his eyes, and walked silently to the snow, not daring to look at the girl.
Chapter completed!