A long time ago, Gu Qing wanted to do such a thing, including but not limited to seeing if Master's extremely beautiful face is real.

He also wanted to lie on the bamboo chair, and wanted to pick up Lord Bai Gui and rub it, but in the end he only stayed at his thoughts.

No one even knew he had thought so.

These things look a bit rude, but Yuanqu has done them secretly, Zhuo Rusui has done them with shamelessness, and Ping Yongjia has done them stupidly, but he has never done them.

In this way, he became the calm, cautious, calm and careful senior brother Shenmofeng, who finally showed his childish side until today.

The reason why he suddenly became so bold is naturally because he was going to do that big thing today, no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he should die.

There is no fear in front of you, so there is no need to continue to hide it. Not to mention the face of the master, he dares to touch even the dimples of the master.

Thinking of these things, he sorted out the thin quilt on Jing Jiu's body and tucked it carefully, even though he knew it had no meaning.

At certain extremely important moments, the sense of ritual can allow the parties to calm down and then gain courage and strength.

Walking out of the study room and coming to the quiet courtyard, standing where the crabapple tree was originally located, he looked up at the layer of willow catkins in the sky.

After many years of formation blessings from Qingshan Sect, Guocheng Temple, Shuiyue Temple and Yimaozhai, Jingzhai, now a forbidden area, it can be said that it is isolated from the world. Even the pervasive willow catkins cannot get in. The formation fell a shallow layer, and it looked like a layer of fog, which made the blue sky and the sun a little blurred, and there was a bit of hazy beauty. Just like many things in the world, it could no longer be seen clearly.

There are only three swords in Chaoge City, and it is impossible to set up a complete Zhuxian Sword Formation. I just hope that Ping Yongjia and him can cooperate to maximize the three implicit sword techniques of Chengtian.

A very faint sword light suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sword light did not appear at all when it was high in the sky. It was not until it came outside the Jingzhai formation that it radiated aura and a faint blood color, and it was not seen by anyone.

With a light sound, the Fox sword came silently, landed on his wrist, and turned into a sword bracelet.

Looking at the sword bracelet, Gu Qing was slightly moved. Zhao Layue should have guessed what problems he had encountered. Regardless of his serious injuries, he let Fu Sijian wander to Chaoge City. Such trust and love... He also wanted to poke her dimples, which was really inappropriate.

On the quiet street, the Buddhist temple that was moved from Jingjue Temple a hundred years ago was shining with golden light in the sun, and the green trees in the courtyard walls grew fresh green leaves fluttered in the wind.

Looking at this scene and feeling the cold touch on your wrist, Gu Qing suddenly relaxed a lot, holding his hands behind his head, his posture was a bit weird, but he was really comfortable walking towards the other end of the long street.

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Hearing the yard door creaked and opened and closed, Liu Shisui walked out of the back garden with her bowl.

Bu Qiuxiao brought Yi Maozhai to the first time he was on the rotation in Chaoge City, and never left again. He stayed in this house for eighty years.

He walked to the study window and looked at Jing Jiu, confirmed that nothing happened, and said without comment: "What the hell is going on?"

Xiaohe came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Shisui said: "These days, Gu Qing stayed in the study room for too long and said too much. There was obviously a problem. Moreover, the young master scrubbed twice every time. It was me during the day and him at night. Why did he have to do it during the day today?"

Xiao He had an instinctive vigilance and dislike of Gu Qing back then. After so many years, those emotions had already faded. He asked worriedly: "He won't be in trouble, right?"

Liu Shishui handed the rice bowl in her hand to Xiaohe and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Xiaohe then continued the rice bowl, looking at the food left in it and said, "I'll just eat these."

Liu Shisui said, "The half bowl of sweet and white soup in the pot, please leave me a few pieces."

Xiaohe said, "Okay."

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Ping Yongjia was arranged in the palace by Gu Qing. He didn't know why, but he only knew that he would force the sword out of his body with his eyes closed like he did more than a hundred years ago, and then began to recall and imitate everything he felt more than a hundred years ago.

More than a hundred years later, his sword intent was even more terrifying than before. It was no longer like substance, but real substance. It left countless clear traces on the ground of the square. If you look down from the sky, the picture would be like a huge drop of water hitting him and then splashing everywhere.

The guards, palace maids and eunuchs in the palace were also driven to the palace walls like they did a hundred years ago, and the square was so quiet that it was heart-wrenching.

The God Emperor Jing Yao stood in front of the hall, looking at Ping Yongjia in the distance, his anxiety became heavier and he asked, "What exactly did he want to do? Why did he use my sword?"

Apiao stood beside him, rolled his eyes, and said, "Think about it, he is your junior uncle, what's wrong with asking you to borrow a sword?"

Jing Yao touched his nose and thought to himself what else I could do. Besides, Chuzi Jian was obviously a little restless and might leave the scabbard in the next moment. Can I do whatever I want?

Just as he thought of this, a clear sword sounded in front of the hall. Chu Zi's sword left the sheath and came to Ping Yongjia, hovering quietly, like an arrow that could be shot at any time. Jing Yao was still very uneasy and said, "If it is really a big deal, should you talk to me first?"

Apiao said earnestly: "We are the emperor who manages big things. Don't worry too much about such small things and details."

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Gu Qing smelled the faint fragrance coming from the front, listened to the noise gradually coming into his ears, and knew that he was about to arrive at the place, so he stopped, took out the cosmic edge and several feet of coarse cloth and began to carefully wrap it, and then tied it on his back, just like he did back then.

On the other side of the long street, Liu Shisui raised her hat and looked at the picture over there. Her slightly dark face was full of doubts, thinking to herself what he was doing in the old plum garden?

At this moment, the sword bracelet on his wrist suddenly vibrated and made a buzzing sound.

Liu Shisui took a look and didn't know what Buerjian wanted to convey. He thought you would go to the old plum garden with Gu Qing?

The sword bracelet vibrates faster and the buzzes louder. Maybe I want to say you are idiot?

I am reminding you not to go over! Don’t go over! Go home quickly! Your wife is still waiting for you! The bowl of sweet white soup in the pot is also waiting for you!

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The fragrance of plum blossoms can only be smelled in the distance, but when they are close, they disappear without a trace, and the closer they are, the louder they are.

There were chessboards everywhere on both sides of the street. The idle people in Chaoge City stood around the chessboard with the scammers, arguing loudly or complaining in a low voice. Some poor people lost all their money and howled something in pain.

In more than a hundred years, many things can really change. The chess stall that has disappeared due to the childish face has long been revived, and is even more lively than before.

Looking at this scene, Gu Qing felt a little moved, shook his head, waved his hand to block the scammers' pull, and walked into the quiet and deserted old plum garden.

The old plum garden has become even older, and fewer people still remember that the first plum meeting was held here more than 700 years ago.

Walking through the small bridge on the lake and coming to the sparse and unsightly beautiful plum forest, Gu Qing looked up and saw the small temple.

When Tianjinren came to Chaoge City, he lived here. Jing Jiu and Zhao Leyue first saw Jing Xin and Concubine Hu.

Gu Qing did not enter the small temple directly, and walked around the plum forest outside the temple before climbing up the steps and knocking on the door.

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The windows are unclear, almost unclean, with blue smoke and dim light.

Gu Qing thought of the sky in the well house and the willow catkins.

A young man in red sat behind the desk, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes and a smile, dispelling the turbidity of the environment without a trace.

"I have met my uncle." Gu Qing saluted seriously.
Chapter completed!