Shuang Xiaohan and Meizi

"Elder, the head of the family will come out soon."

Instructing the agile young man to wait outside, the gray-veiled man followed the butler Gu Ni into the hall alone.

"Tea, please." Gu Ni took the tea brought by the maid and handed it over.

"Thank you." The man in gray thanked him in a low voice, and took off the gauze hat that covered his face for the convenience of drinking tea.

Under the gray veil, there was a very ordinary and ordinary face. Apart from the almost pale complexion, the only thing that impressed people was a pair of eyes that were as clear as deep lake water, which could hardly be seen through. the profundity.

"Elder, please wait here for a while." Gu Ni nodded politely and headed towards the back hall.

Behind it is a flower pavilion specially designed for people to rest. The outside yard is full of plants that can be enjoyed in all seasons. The three walls of the flower pavilion are carved hollow doors that can be opened.At this moment, Qi Diaoming is leaning against the door, admiring the ginkgo leaves falling all over the sky.

"Master." Gu Ni walked over and bowed to salute.

"Here we come." Qi Diaoming's voice was still cold and without warmth.

"Yes."

"You can arrange it." Qi Diaoming waved his hand, as if he didn't care about this important ceremony at all.

"Master, you should meet this Elder of the Spirit Race." Gu Ni looked at him and sighed helplessly in his heart.

How long has it been? It seems that since 22 years ago, this person has lost all motivation, like a mobile body that has lost its life, living a decadent life.

That person's death not only took away his own life, but also took away this person's soul! !

"I don't want to see anyone from the Spirit Race again." Qi Diaoming clenched the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes were indifferent.

"If Luomei hears this, he will definitely be sad." As a last resort, Gu Ni had to move out the dead, because this was the only weakness of the cold and heartless Qi Diaoming, and also the only way to persuade him.

"Guni, do you have to do this?" Qi Diaoming turned around and squinted at Gu Ni who was standing with his head down.

"I'm just expressing Luo Mei's thoughts." Gu Ni maintained a respectful posture and remained motionless.

After staring at him coldly for a while, Qi Diaoming turned and walked towards the front hall.Behind him, Gu Ni sighed helplessly. He knew that every time he said this, the master would definitely compromise, because...he would never make Luo Mei sad again! ! !

§§§§§

The footsteps gradually slowed down, and Qi Diaoming approached step by step, staring puzzledly at the gray-clothed man not far away who was flipping through an ancient book as a display.

That body shape...... and Luomei, it seems! !Qi Diaoming felt that the curse mark on his wrist, which had been hidden for many years, was tingling because of this thought.

The man in gray who was flipping through the book seemed to sense someone approaching, he closed the book and put it back in its original place. He turned around, revealing that ordinary face.

"Be the head of the family." The man in gray nodded politely.

Qi Diaoming froze for a moment, then quickly recovered his indifferent expression, nodded, and turned around to sit on the main seat.

"What's the name of the elder?" He took a sip of the tea offered by the maid.

"My surname is Ying, Ying Tian's Ying, Ying—no—Mei." The man in gray spoke slowly, as if he wanted to let his name be heard clearly.

"Ying-wu-mei, Wumei?" Qi Diaoming looked at his clear eyes, those unabashedly cold eyes, the deep eyes became dark, "What a good name." He hooked his lips Corner, the meaning of laughter is inexplicable.

"I succeeded Ling Luomei, who was supposed to be the patriarch of the fifth generation of the spirit clan, as patriarch. Therefore, the elders of the clan named Ying Wumei." The gray-clothed man simply explained the origin of the name, his voice was steady and gentle from beginning to end.

When he heard the word 'Lingluomei', he subconsciously held the double plum jade pendant in his hands, his eyes were as cold as cold water, and his expression froze instantly.

"Tomorrow is the fifteenth day of this month. It is the best time to hold the Ascension Ceremony. Elder, please rest well today." The anger in his eyes was hidden from his cold face. Qi Diaoming stood up and wanted to leave, but was told by the front yard garden The sound of crying stopped the footsteps.

He looked at Ying Wumei and felt that the crying person must be related to him.

"I'm sorry, it's the spirit child of this generation." Ying Wumei apologized and walked quickly to the garden.

Standing in place and watching Ying Wumei's leaving figure, Qi Diaoming's eyes turned and followed immediately.

The author has something to say: