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Song Feiqing's expression was painful, and even with a mask covering him, he could clearly see his grief. After a brief moment of daze, Shang Yunqinghe finally calmed down, and said softly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and I still look at my brother." Tai Mo will be too sad."

Song Feiqing shook her head slightly, "You don't understand, you don't understand..." Looking at the face of the person opposite, Song Feiqing always felt that he was very familiar, so she couldn't help narrowing her eyes slowly, and stretched out a hand, wanting to touch him cheeks.While slowly raising his hand, he said softly, "You are very familiar, as if..."

Shang Yunqinghe looked at him firmly, motionless, letting his palm close to his cheek, because he had already been infected by the familiar atmosphere at this moment and the atmosphere between the two of them, and he didn't want to make any resistance. He was looking forward to that Covering his face with his hands.

A disciple vigilantly walked up to Shang Yun Qinghe, wanting to protect him, but Shang Yun Qinghe raised his hand to stop him. He even looked forward to that hand getting closer to his face, because he felt that the other party was too familiar Yes, he will be able to call out the name of this strange white-haired man the next moment he is familiar with it.

However, Song Yuqing suddenly woke up at this moment, recognized who the person opposite him was, and realized what he was about to do, his hand immediately retracted like a lightning strike, shook his head and said: "Sorry, I made a mistake." Man, I am so sorry, I bid farewell."

The expectant palm did not approach, but the figure of the other party leaving in a hurry. If Shang Yun Qinghe was still suspicious just now, then when he heard him say 'next', he was very sure of his identity, because Tidu people never Call yourself 'under'.

Song Yuqing!

Shang Yun Qinghe yelled his name in his heart, and chased after the figure that could be called 'fleeing away', "No one should follow me, you should go back home first."

Leaving this sentence behind, Shang Yun Qinghe chased after Song Feiqing full of excitement and anger.

Song Feiqing, do you want to just run away like this?The first time you ran away, you didn't give me a reason. This time, you left without saying a word. Why?Why?Why do I, Shangyun Qinghe, bother about the reason for your leaving? Today I will definitely ask the matter clearly.

Song Feiqing noticed that Shang Yun Qinghe had already caught up. Although he was not sure whether the other party recognized his identity, he still didn't want to meet the other party's eyes.On the one hand, he really didn't know how to face Shang Yun Qinghe, let alone whether he came for the child. If he came to snatch the child from him, then he was naturally unwilling to hand it over.

On the other hand, he was upset at this moment, Mai Mai chose at the last moment, he would rather stay away from him than tell him the fact that he was dying, and the place where Mai finally chose to rest. The deep pain and unforgettable shock brought about made Song Yuqing's heart unable to be calm no matter what.

Who taught Xiaomai and paid so much for him, but at the last moment of his life, he refused to tell himself that he had encountered an accident and his life was in danger?Mai Mai's delicate emotions and putting himself in his shoes are things he has never experienced in anyone else. How can he deal with Mai Mai's death calmly and accept it peacefully?

But at this moment, he happened to meet Shang Yun Qinghe, who was still chasing after him, which made Song Feiqing's heart even more troubled. He stopped immediately, stood where he was, and looked at him quietly.

Shang Yun Qinghe also stopped, and the two quietly looked at each other not far away.Not long after, Song Yuqing couldn't bear it anymore, so he said, "Little brother, what's the matter with you?"

Shang Yun Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "Song Feiqing, why do you pretend to be stupid with me, do you think I can't recognize you?"

Song Yuqing frowned slightly when she heard the words, and said: "No matter what, I still have that problem, what's the matter with you following me?"

Shang Yun Qinghe took a step forward and hummed: "I still have the same question, you ask it knowingly."

Song Feiqing looked at Shang Yun Qinghe's aggressive look, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "If you want to ask me about the child, I can only answer and have no comment."

Shang Yunqing didn't mean that at all, he wanted to ask, why did Song Weiqing leave without saying a word, but the other party would have made a mistake and brought up the child, so he immediately asked, "How is the child?"

Song Feiqing narrowed his eyes slowly, his eyes full of vigilance, and asked in a deep voice: "What about the child is my business, Patriarch He Lao Shangyun is worried."

"You!" Shang Yunqinghe was furious, stepped forward a few steps and grabbed Song Feiqing by the collar, bared his teeth and said: "He is also my child, why can't I ask!"

Hearing this, Song Feiqing became even angrier, and her tone became more forceful, "Your child? He is my child, how could it be yours? Patriarch Shang Yun, don't try to get involved, I don't know you at all!" The bondage, throwing his hands and turning his back to him.

Shang Yun Qinghe's lungs were about to explode. He gritted his teeth, walked up to Song Feiqing, and said with a sneer, "Hmph! It has nothing to do with me? Don't you know me? Could it be that it has something to do with Leng Yuefeng? You Do you only know Leng Yuefeng? You are infatuated with that Leng Yuefeng, and you can't wait to tell everyone that you like him, but unfortunately, he doesn't appreciate it at all. "

Facing Shang Yun Qinghe's cynicism, Song Feiqing felt very annoyed. He has a severe headache now and didn't want to entangle him, but his words made Song Feiqing really unbearable, "Yes, I just can't wait, I want everything Everyone knows that the only one I, Song Yuqing likes, is Leng Yuefeng, only him!"

After Shang Yun Qinghe heard this, his teeth itched with anger, he clenched his fists tightly, snorted and said: "Huh! What's the use of that, he doesn't even bother, but it's me. I not only saved your life Life, and made you pregnant with this seat's child, tell me, does this seat treat you very well?"

This sentence completely angered Song Yuqing, he stretched out his hand and pushed Shang Yun Qinghe away, staring at him fiercely, with the expression of anger on his face, "Shang Yun Qinghe, don't tell me about the greatness of your doctor , did I beg you to save my life? I am not special at all! Also, you have been raising children with me since just now. What is your purpose? Could it be that you want to take him away? Let me tell you, this impossible!"

"Impossible?" Shang Yunqinghe never expected that Song Yuqing would be so heartless, and finally admitted that he didn't care about saving him. He couldn't help being angry, but what was more disappointing was that Song Yuqing said that he didn't care about it, which made him feel hurt. Before, he used the cold moon wind to stimulate him again, and he said fiercely: "That child is a magic fetus, how can I tolerate it, if you are sensible, quickly hand over the magic fetus!"

Song Feiqing was already trembling with anger at this moment, he clenched his fist tightly, and swung towards Shang Yun Qinghe's face fiercely!With a heavy blow, Shang Yunqinghe was caught off guard, his chin hurt from being hit by a strong fist, and he almost fell to the ground. He wobbled to stabilize his figure, looking at Song Feiqing whose chest was heaving violently with anger, he always felt that his head was aching. The white hair is very dazzling, and the mask on the face is even more eye-catching.

"Song Yuqing!" He yelled, and rushed towards Song Yuqing, the two quickly scuffled into a ball, but fortunately they were in a forest at the moment, and the people nearby were sparsely coming and going, no one noticed them at all, otherwise it would be true. Make others laugh out loud.

The two scuffled randomly, you punched him, he kicked you, and rolled to the ground after a while.Song Feiqing's clothes were originally covered with mud, but a lot of mud was rolled off, and it looked cleaner.But Shang Yun Qinghe's clean clothes were covered with dust, and she looked quite distressed.

At the same time, the faces of the two were also painted, and their clothes were a little messy. Shang Yunqinghe's chin and the corner of his left eye were bluish, and Song Feiqing's right cheek was also a little red and swollen. However, the two still did not stop their movements, while punching each other Beating and kicking, shouting and cursing at each other.

"Shang Yun Qinghe, you are a fake merciful quack doctor, a bastard full of benevolence and morality, I, Song Feiqing, don't want to see you in my life, you make me sick!"

"Song Yuqing, you think that this seat is rare for you. If you didn't know the whereabouts of the devil's fetus, this seat would not bother to meet you. If you don't tell the whereabouts of the devil's fetus, this seat will beat you so hard that you can't get up today!"

Song Feiqing stretched out his arm to block Shang Yun Qinghe's fist, but at the next moment, he was hit in the abdomen by another fist of the opponent. With a muffled grunt, he raised his foot and kicked Shang Yun Qinghe's thigh hard, kicking the opponent Back again and again.

Shang Yun Qinghe bared her teeth, touched her numb thigh, then clenched her fists and rushed towards Song Weiqing, and Song Weiqing also rushed towards Shang Yun Qinghe after rubbing her stomach hastily.

……

"You bastard!"

"Hand over... the magic tire, and I will spare you!"

The two fought from noon to near dusk, nearly three hours of fighting, and now they were exhausted, both lying on the ground, not wanting to move, but they both wanted to take advantage of verbal advantage.

In the end, it was Song Feiqing who shut up first. He looked at the white clouds in the sky that were dyed red by the setting sun, and couldn't help but think of Mai Mai, that gentle child who always smiled at him, who left him forever in front of his eyes today.

He was the first to sit up, shook his body, and said firmly: "Shang Yunqinghe, I will not give you the child. Also, he is not a magic fetus, but my son of Song Weiqing. I hope you will not bother us again." Life, don’t live it here, there will be no end.” After speaking, he took a firm step and left step by step.

Shang Yun Qinghe watched him leave, and had the strength to get up to chase after him, but after hearing Song Feiqing's words, he couldn't get up anyway. He was disappointed with Song Feiqing, resented what he said, and even more angry with himself.

He slammed his fist hard on the ground, his blood-stained face and bluish-red face showed helplessness and sadness.

By the time Song Yuqing returned to Julu Palace again, it was already three days later.The reason why he was so late was because of his injuries, but more because he wanted to settle his feelings for Mai.He understood the intention of the Nine Heavens Immortal to put forward conditions for him. If he followed Mai immediately, I am afraid that Mai would find out the clues when he walked halfway, and then Mai might not be able to realize his dying wish in the end. He slept under the big tree where he met once.

Mai, Brother Song will always remember you, and I will avenge you, but please wait, Brother Song is not strong enough now.

"Lord Tianfeng, Great Immortal of Nine Heavens, Mr. Song has disturbed you a lot these days, and I hope you will forgive me. Mr. Song is even more grateful to you two for your help to Mr. Song, Maimai and the child. Mr. Song will write down these one by one. Definitely answer."

Tianfeng Shaoyun nodded and said: "Young Master Song, don't be afraid, you must always pay attention to the child's condition, and don't let him have the power to break through the seal of the power of Ye Ling, otherwise the power of the devil will occupy his body, and we will not be able to do so." It's his opponent."

Song Yuqing nodded slowly, "Thank you, Lord Tianfeng, for reminding him that he is Song's child, and Song will naturally take good care of him. I just hope he has a happy life."

"If you want to avenge wheat, you can't make your child happy. If you want him to live a happy and worry-free life, you'd better give up your plan of revenge." Jiutian warned that since Song Yuqing came back, he had intentionally asked him about wheat's life in him. What did you experience during production?Who hurt the wheat and other issues, so Jiutian can't help but pay attention.

Song Feiqing lowered her head and thought for a while, then replied: "Master Jiutian reminded me, but Song has his own plan, and he will definitely let the child live comfortably."

Jiu Tian looked at him for a while, and finally said: "Be careful yourself."

"Where does Mr. Song plan to go from now on?" Tianfeng Shaoyun asked.

Song Yuqing was about to speak, but a voice cut in without rushing: "How about leaving with this young master?"

Song Suiqing turned around when she heard the words, and seeing the elegant and unrestrained body of the man, she couldn't help smiling, and said softly, "Master Bai Ya."

Bai Ya Fufeng closed the folding fan, nodded politely like Tianfeng Shaoyun, and smiled at Jiutian, the former also nodded politely, while Jiutian clicked his tongue in disdain, and turned his head away.

Bai Ya Fufeng didn't mind either, and said to Song Feiqing with a smile: "You call me that, which means that you have recovered your memory. A few days ago, I came to visit Brother Shaoyun with Brother Shaojing, and knowing that you will be back in a few days, I deliberately stayed longer For a few days, I never expected to see you, Song Weiqing."

Song Feiqing lowered her head and sighed softly, remembering all the past years, but the time she lived in Tidu was like a book with yellowed pages, not so clear, and only the memory of the cold moon wind was left in her head. Those fragments, and the memory of Bai Ya Fufeng, are only about this person's elegant personality and the extremely subtle disguise technique.

"Song really hopes that Lord Bai Ya can help with all his strength." Song Yuqing said slowly.

Hearing a 'wow', Bai Ya Fufeng unfolded the folding fan again, and said with a smile: "This young master has exactly the intention."