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Chapter 306 Which Qianlong from?(2/2)

"What a little lady!"

Li Chuang was curious when he heard this and couldn't help but look at it. When he saw it, he subconsciously held his breath.

beautiful!

He was a woman dressed in men's clothes, and she didn't seem to be wearing any makeup, but she was so beautiful that she couldn't hide her beauty.

"What a nice view……"

Li Chuang was beating a drum, and his hands holding the wine glass trembled, and his eyes were constantly looking at him. When he entered the Chunfeng Tower, he couldn't help but lower his head, feeling a little ashamed and dared not look at him again.

And the drunkards who had been talking about it before, when they saw them coming in, they all stopped talking and dared not speak anymore.

Qin Si had already used to the eyes of everyone and had no reaction. She was also convenient for her to dress up in men, and she did not really want to cover up her identity.

“What to see?!”

However, Zhao Kun was shocked and annoyed, scolded coldly, and took Qin Si upstairs.

As they left, the downstairs became lively again. All kinds of noises were several times louder than before, and no one talked about anything else.

Everyone is speculating on the identity of this woman.

"What a nice view……"

Li Chuang withdrew his gaze, but seemed to have lost his soul. The thoughts in his heart couldn't stop rolling, sometimes admiring, sometimes ashamed, and couldn't help but feel a little self-pity.

I have no family background, have no martial arts talent, no wealth, and are not handsome. With such an existence, I am a person from two worlds.

‘Li Chuang, Li Chuang, can you just be a postman and a soldier guarding the city gate?’

With a glass of wine over, Li Chuang felt unwillingness in his heart.

Qin Si naturally didn't know that her arrival made a boy feel ashamed. She noticed Zhao Kun's nervousness and was guessing who was upstairs.

The sixth floor of Chunfeng Tower is a bit empty.

There was only one table of guests in front of the window. It was said to be one table, but in fact there was only one person.

It was a tall Taoist, wearing a white-washed blue shirt, and half-white hair was hanging casually on his shoulders. He raised his glass casually and drank it lightly.

Looking from the window, his clothes and hair fluttered in the breeze. Looking from afar, it seemed that he would go with the wind at any time and become an immortal.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing the Taoist Qingshan, Zhao Kun knelt down with a "thump" and Qin Si's eyes were red.

She lost both parents when she was young, and it was the veteran Taoist in front of her who raised her, named her uncle, but in fact she was like a father.

"Si'er, Xiao Kun."

After hearing the call, Taoist Qingshan turned around and smiled slightly.

This Taoist is not young anymore, but his face is full of wind and frost, and his eyes are as deep as the starry sky.

"Uncle Master!"

Zhao Kun squeezed Qin Si away, rushed into the Taoist's arms and cried loudly, and wiped the Taoist's legs with tears.

“…”

Daoren Lin was speechless a little, and then he gently stroked his nephew's shoulder. When he cried a little less, he sighed slightly:

"I've been missing over the years, but I've been suffering from you."

"Uncle Master..."

Zhao Kun had already stopped crying, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but shed another handful of tears.

He has suffered so much over the years.

When he cried, he cried back Qin Si's tears. After a while, she couldn't stand it and then coughed lightly.

"I lost my composure..."

Zhao Kun woke up just like a dream, and his old face became hot.

"My Xiao Si is also a big girl."

Looking at Qin Si who had grown up, Daoren Lin sighed slightly:
Chapter completed!
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