s: The fourth update

When Tong Lao flew down the tree and sat in front of Yang Yi, Li Qiushui was shouted by Yang Yi, and his mind became confused in an instant. After he walked to Yang Yi in a daze, he woke up.

After waking up, Li Qiushui sweated instantly. When he looked up, he saw that the eyes of Tonglao Tianshan also showed great horror.

Seeing Tong Lao's expression like this, Li Qiushui already understood, "It seems that she was forced down the tree by Yang Yi using methods!"

Li Qiushui is proficient in the art of pronunciation. Ordinary people will be confused by the brain just by listening to her words and obediently following her instructions. It is because she is proficient in the art of charm that she becomes the imperial concubine of the Xixia Kingdom.

But now she had just heard Yang Yi's words and was lured to the stone table. She didn't realize that she had never heard of such sound-confusing methods.

She calmed down and sat next to Yang Yi, and smiled and said, "Looking at Yang Daxia's methods of acting these days, they are all open and upright. I didn't expect that Yang Daxia was so proficient in some of the other side and left-minded techniques of sound confusion, which really surprised me."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "There is never a distinction between good and evil, only people have good and evil." He glanced at Li Qiushui and said, "How about letting my maid bring a pot of tea and moisten my throat first?"

The Tong Lao opposite said, "Who drinks this slut's things?"

Yang Yi waved his hand and said, "Grandma Tong is a little restless. I have heard a little about why the two of you have a dispute."

He laughed and said, "As old as he is, why are you fighting for the wind and jealous? He is not afraid of laughing at the young people."

When Tong Lao and Li Qiushui heard Yang Yi talk like this, they looked at each other and felt ashamed. But then they were replaced by shame and anger. The two looked at Yang Yi at the same time, "What do you know?"

This is the first time in so many years that the two of them said the same sentence at the same time.

After saying this, the two looked at each other, and a complicated emotion rose from the bottom of their hearts, but they were immediately suppressed.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Understanding or not understanding is not about age, and the things I have experienced are beyond my ability to measure. Some things, perhaps I can see a little more clearly than the two of you."

He shouted Xu Zhu, who was standing next to him and didn't know what to do, "Xu Zhu, did Wu Yazi give you a painting before he died?"

Xu Zhu walked up to Yang Yi and said, "Hiss Yang, how do you know? Are you next to me at that time?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "But there is no such thing."

He didn't explain why he knew that Wuyazi gave Xu Zhu a painting, but just asked Xu Zhu: "Where is the painting?"

Xu Zhu said: "In my arms!"

Take out a scroll from his arms and was about to hand it to Yang Yi, when the Tong Lao next to him shouted, "Can't give it to him!" He suddenly stood up and grabbed the scroll in Xu Zhu's hand very quickly.

Yang Yi's fingers flew out, and a strong wind flew out, forcing Tong Lao to dodge. In the time when she was regressing, she had already gently picked up the scroll in Xu Zhu's hand and smiled at Tong Lao, "It's just a painting, why should Tong Lao be so excited?"

Li Qiushui next to him smiled and said, "Yes, it's just a painting, so what can I do?" She looked at Tong Lao, "Senior Sister, should I be the one who painted this painting?"

When Tong Lao saw Yang Yi popping it casually, a wisp of finger wind was so amazing, even if he had all his strength, he was just so surprised when he heard Li Qiushui say this, he said angrily: "Bitch, what you think is beautiful!"

Li Qiushui said: "Since it's not me, why don't my senior sister spread it out and let everyone take a look?"

The boy was speechless.

After being rescued by Xu Zhu by many rebellious men, she saw a scroll of paintings sent by Wu Yazi and Xu Zhu. When she opened it roughly, she knew that the person she was painting was Li Qiushui. She was so angry that she couldn't say. She wanted to destroy the painting several times, but was stopped by Xu Zhu. Now, looking at Yang Yi's posture, she seemed to be trying to unfold the painting in public. She felt so sad that she felt annoyed again. If this painting was seen by Li Qiushui, wouldn't it be ridiculed by her?

Therefore, he took action to stop Xu Zhu.

Now that Yang Yi saw that the scroll was taken by him, Tong Lao's face changed color. She looked at Yang Yi calmly and said to Xu Zhu: "Let's go! It's better not to have this painting!"

Seeing something wrong with Tong Lao's face, Li Qiushui felt that the scroll was strange and smiled and said, "Senior sister, why should you leave so quickly? Yang Daxia said, "Isn't it good to have a cup of tea and enjoy the paintings casually, and everyone talks calmly?"

Grandma Tong sneered, "The old woman doesn't have the sexy spirit of yours! Grandma never lets strange men approach you in her life. Drinking tea and enjoying paintings is something that you poets can do, but I can't learn it!" She turned around and was about to leave.

She bit the word "sau" very seriously, obviously mocking Li Qiushui's water-like poplar flowers.

While Tong Lao was talking, Yang Yi had already unfolded the scroll in his hand on the table. Li Qiushui turned his head and saw a beautiful woman on the scroll chuckling, charming and charming, just like her young appearance.

She felt joy and pain in her heart, and murmured, "Junior brother, you still have mine in your heart! When you were dying, you still have my portrait in your hand. I gave this painting to the little monk. Do you want me to teach him kung fu?" She sighed a few times, looked at the portrait carefully, and was suddenly surprised, "Huh? This is not me!"

When Yang Yi unfolded the scroll, Tong Lao turned around and pulled Xu Zhu and was about to leave. He was walking a few steps when he heard Li Qiushui say that the person painting on the portrait was not her, his body stopped immediately, turned around like a whirlwind, and instantly arrived in front of the scroll, shouting: "Bitch, do you think this painting is not you?"

She saw Li Qiushui's expressionless face and his eyes were dull. It was obvious that the person in the painting had a great impact on her. If the person in the painting was really her, she would definitely not have such an expression.

Tong Lao had only seen this painting briefly once, but was avoiding the pursuit of the rebels in Lingjiu Palace. After thinking of this painting, he felt extremely uncomfortable and never wanted to look closely again. Therefore, he always thought that the painting was Li Qiushui.

At this time, I was curious and looked carefully at the scroll on the table. I saw that the woman in the painting was graceful and elegant, as if she was not Li Qiushui at the time?

After looking carefully, I finally found the difference. Although the woman in the painting is very similar to Li Qiushui, it is still different in subtleties. For example, there are no dimples on Li Qiushui's left cheek, but the woman in the painting has several shallow dimples and another heroic spirit that Li Qiushui does not have.

Grandma Tong looked at her for a moment and looked up at Li Qiushui. Li Qiushui's eyes also looked at her. The two of them looked at each other silently for a long time. Li Qiushui suddenly laughed in a low voice, "This little thief, this... this little thief, he lied to me so hard!" Although she was laughing, her cheeks were filled with tears, and she couldn't help but feel in love.

Tong Lao said in a hoarse voice: "Who is the person in this painting?"

Li Qiushui said: "You have seen it too!"

Tong Lao's thoughts turned sharply. After a moment, she thought of someone. She shook her body and said, "Yes, I have seen her!" She said to Li Qiushui: "Is the woman in this painting your little sister?"

Li Qiushui said: "Who else can it be if it's not her?"

Grandma Tong nodded and said in a stern voice: "I've been fighting all the time, but it turns out that they don't have the two of us in their hearts at all!"

Li Qiushui said: "Yes, senior sister, we are both pitiful!"

Tong Lao said, "Yes, we are all pitiful!"

Her words were extremely painful, full of self-harm, pity, self-mockery and self-repentance.

She and Li Qiushui were jealous of each other because of Wuyazi's junior brother, and had been fighting each other for decades, but now they found that Wuyazi had someone else in their hearts. Their decades of struggles were really redundant, and even they were jealous of the wrong partner.

I suddenly felt guilty and sad for a moment. Li Qiushui's words "poor" evoked the depressed feelings for many years, and tears finally flowed out.

Yang Yi sighed, closed the scroll again, handed it to Xu Zhu, and said, "This is the relic given to you by your master, you should keep it!"

Xu Zhu said: "Yes!" He reached out to take the scroll and stuffed it in his arms again.

Seeing that Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tonglao were both stunned and motionless, Yang Yi said to the two: "You two, Wuyazi is dead, but why should you hurt yourself like this?"

Li Qiushui first came to her senses. She sighed deeply, looked tired, and said to Tong Lao: "Senior Sister, I will never leave this palace again in this life, and you should go back."

Grandma Tong said, "Yes, it's time for me to go back."

She stood up and shaking her body, and said blankly: "I'm going back, but where is the place I want to go back?"

Seeing that Tong Lao was lost, her eyes were confused, and obviously not very clear. She glanced at Yang Yi and said, "Yang Daxia, my senior sister has been damaged by the mysterious skills. If she rushed back to Tianshan, it would be inappropriate. I want to bother Yang Daxia and send my senior sister back to the mountain."

Her voice was low and she looked sad, "The collection of books in the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan is the best in the world. It is more than a hundred times more than what I have in the underground palace. If you send your senior sister to Tianshan, Yang Daxia can also take this opportunity to read the collections of books from all generations and you will definitely gain something."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "That's right. I'm just about to go to Piaomiao Peak, but this time is a chance."

Li Qiushui politely said to Yang Yi: "It's my fault that Mr. Yang is!"

She stood up and said to Xu Zhu, "Since you have taken his portrait and are his disciples, since he has no chance to teach you the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, you can learn from me for a few days first. When you have almost finished your studies, you will go to Tianshan to learn with your senior sister for a while. He... his disciples, we can't ignore it!"

Xu Zhu said: "Amitabha, I am, the little monk is a Shaolin disciple, this..." He grunted for a long time, with a tangled look on his face, and refused to agree to Li Qiushui's request no matter what.

At this time, the Tianshan Tonglao had already woken up and snorted, "Little Monk, do you still want your Meng Gu?"

Xu Zhu accompanied Tong Lao to practice in the ice cellar during this period. She was caught by Tong Lao and stuffed a woman into her arms, breaking her lust, and then she kept it warm several times. The taste was really unforgettable.

Because in the dark place where there is no five fingers, everything happens like a dream, the woman calls him Menglang, and he calls the woman Menggu.

At this moment, when Tong Lao talked about Meng Gu, Xu Zhu felt a fever and nodded quickly.

Grandma Tong said: "If you want Menggu, you should practice hard with your uncle. When the practice is almost done, go to Piaomiao Peak. Then grandma tells you where Menggu is."

Xu Zhu said: "I'll listen to grandma."

Yang Yi laughed apart from the side.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!