Su Bian Cultivation World

On the way to the holy mountain, Luo Jiujiang roughly told Han Qianling about his encounter with Dong Shuangyu on the way.

"He showed you the way, saying he saw me coming in this direction?" Han Qianling asked thoughtfully, "But, I've never met him before."

"..."

Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling looked at each other, and they frowned slightly.

"When I was chatting with Ni Kui at the beginning, Qinghui seemed to bring Dong Shuangyu to find you. What did you say at that time?" Luo Jiujiang asked doubtfully: "I was curious when I was talking about it when I was in Qidao. It must not be a day's work to have a mutual affection with him. However, before Qidao Dabi Qinghui personally introduced him to me, I had never heard of this person."

"He was originally Chi Ki from the Nine Clans. At the time when the leader of Yanbo Realm changed and the old Chi Ki disappeared from the world, I thought that the entire Chi Ki clan had been wiped out, but I didn't expect Dong Shuangyu to survive."

Han Qianling's expression was unpredictable, and he didn't seem to know what he was thinking about: "As for the time he came to me, he apologized for the old things about the Dragon God ten thousand years ago."

Luo Jiujiang frowned, and there was a complex exclamation on his face: "It's the first time you have received such a serious apology."

"It's the first time, but there's nothing to say." Han Qianling had a flat expression on his face, obviously finding it boring even thinking about it.

At that time, Dong Shuangyu's shocking kneeling frightened Yue Qinghui, but Han Qianling and Dong Shuangyu, who were at the center of the incident, were indifferent to this.

Because they all know that the past is the past.

The bad debt from ten thousand years ago is like a ball of wool that has been knotted and entangled countless times and rolled through mud and paste again and again. Although Han Qianling is still holding the only source in his hand, the other end has been mired in the mud forever. It is difficult to find out in the billowing dust of history.

In a sense, regardless of the nine human races or the four elephants, their time wheels have been running forward for thousands of years, and only Han Qianling is still left at the other end of the memory.

In the palm of his hand, hatred was forced by his nominal father, Dragon God, as a lead, and he should have sunk into the abyss of hatred forever.Fortunately, Luo Jiujiang was willing to hold his hand when he was young and ignorant, and staggered with him through the long quagmire.

So in the face of Dong Shuangyu who came to apologize, or come to plead guilty, what else could Han Qianling do with him?

He restrained his evil thoughts and hatred all the time, and sometimes he couldn't even tell whether it was the mission he was born to carry, or the obsession imposed on him by Longshen when he was about to die.After careful study, every human being and every monster race he dealt with, every inch of mountains, seas and hanging rivers he stepped on was the target of his revenge - but he killed until the world changed color, and the blood of the three thousand worlds drifted away. Will this revenge be over?Has this hatred been paid off?

I'm afraid that before that, Han Qianling would have become a crazy shell that lost his mind and only wanted to kill.

He could only pretend that he was blind, and that what caught his eyes every moment was not the blood left over from ten thousand years ago, and then lifted Dong Shuangyu up with his own hands, and said tacitly between the four eyes: "Bai Hu Even if it doesn’t have to be like this, I don’t blame the past, and I don’t hold myself accountable.”

Dong Shuangyu once asked him: "Is this for Mr. Luo, or for the Palace Mistress yourself?"

Han Qianling asked back calmly: "Jiujiang and I have no distinction between each other, so what's the difference for whom?"

Dong Shuangyu lowered his eyes halfway and smiled, his long eyelashes left a trembling shadow on his skin as white as suet nephrite, "I see, it's because of Mr. Luo."

"..."

I don't know if it's because the prototype has a fish tail and lives in the sea all the year round, Dong Shuangyu always seems to have a hint of water when he speaks, making his voice flat: "The road ahead is different, the cold palace Take care, Lord."

He nodded to Han Qianling for the last time, then turned around and took Yue Qinghui's hand who was standing not far away.

This is the whole content of the two people's exchange when they met briefly last time.

"He gave me a different feeling." Han Qianling concluded: "Dong Shuangyu's aura and Dao Xin seem to be a little bit wrong."

Luo Jiujiang had just dealt with Dong Shuangyu a few days ago, but even with his keen sense of Daoyuan and his spiritual consciousness struggling out of chaos, he didn't notice it at all.He asked: "What's wrong? Is Ni Kui's way of being a chess piece wrong?"

"On the road of comprehension, he doesn't seem to be obsessed with pursuing the Dao, but is honing a certain kind of Dao heart that I have never seen before." Han Qianling carefully assessed Dong Shuangyu's depth, "He is not walking the road of the Nine Clans, But it is not the usual method of cultivation of human beings."

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Maybe it was because Luo Jiujiang couldn't talk about people during the day, and couldn't read ghosts at night. Not long after Luo Jiujiang discussed Dong Shuangyu with Han Qianling, Dong Shuangyu and Yue Qinghui appeared in the spiritual consciousness of the investigation ahead.

The two of them stood on the side of the road, looking idle, and their spirit senses were also open, but they were cleverly bypassed by Luo Jiujiang. With such a farewell look, it was obvious that they were waiting for Luo Jiujiang.

Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling looked at each other, and greeted each other tacitly with their spiritual sense.Luo Jiujiang poked Yue Qinghui lightly with his spiritual sense, while Han Qianling greeted Dong Shuangyu.

The contact of spiritual consciousness is just a basic etiquette, and the four of them will face each other again in less than a cup of tea.The happy look on Yue Qinghui's face when he saw Luo Jiujiang again was not fake, but Dong Shuangyu still had a look of flattery on his face, and first, the left and right gave a salute to Luo Jiujiang and the two of them.

"Master Han, Mr. Luo, it's been a long time."

Luo Jiujiang returned the gift in the same way: "I haven't thanked you enough for telling me about Qianling's whereabouts. It's not easy for the four of us to get together again. It's like going back to the time when the seven islands-if you are free, why not drink today?" A cup?"

Dong Shuangyu squeezed her cuffs, neither saying yes nor no, just smiled and said: "So Mr. Luo still has wine in his hand now?"

"..."

Of course Luo Jiujiang doesn't have a drop of wine now, his wine has already been squandered at the banquet celebrating Xiaoren's recovery, and even the first toast to Chaos can only be replaced by water, but the result is a mouthful of old vinegar.

But how did Dong Shuangyu know about this?

Is it because his neck is stretched too long, and he is always staring at Luo Jiujiang's movement, or——

Sensing Luo Jiujiang's sharp eyes, Dong Shuangyu didn't panic, and still looked neither humble nor overbearing.It seems that he doesn't like to talk to outsiders in his character, so whenever he speaks, he lowers his head slightly, half-pulls his sleeves, and looks quite gentle and humble.

"I don't have any wine today, and I don't have a good time. If Mr. Luo is interested, if we can get together again after the Holy Land is over, I would like to have a drink with Master Han and Mr. Luo." Dong Shuangyu politely declined Luo Jiujiang's invitation: "I'll come So, I just want to say a few words with Palace Master Han."

Han Qianling's hand had been supporting Luo Jiujiang's shoulder from the very beginning, and he hadn't let it go until now. Hearing this, he replied calmly: "You say."

He didn't let Luo Jiujiang avoid him, and Dong Shuangyu didn't send Yue Qinghui away either.

Dong Shuangyu's tone of voice was not submissive, but it was calm and gentle enough: "I have seen that Palace Master Han knows everything since he entered the Holy Land, like a fish in water, like a tiger finally returning home one day."

Han Qianling replied casually: "You can use that earring as bait for Nuzi, so why bother to ask?"

Compared with Dong Shuangyu's attitude, although there was no condescending condescension in Han Qianling's voice, it was not considered polite either.Dong Shuangyu didn't seem to care about it at all, and just laughed at it.

"Not long ago, I saw that the palace master was like a kite with a broken thread, and a duckweed, looking around in a panic in the holy land. It was so hopeless. Now that the jade mirror is finally reunited, I haven't congratulated the two of you yet."

A year ago, Luo Jiujiang was taken away by the essence of the Five Elements under Han Qianling's nose, and the grudge in Han Qianling's heart has not been overcome until now—even if Luo Jiujiang just threw away the body of Qi Liuliu Dangling in front of Han Qianling, he didn't even give the spirit of the five elements a good look.

Comparing this behavior with his usual well-behaved style, one can tell that Han Qianling was completely annoyed by this situation.

But now Dong Shuangyu dared to mention it.

It was like pulling the dragon against the scales and catching the tiger's long beard. If he didn't have a little understanding of Dong Shuangyu's character, Luo Jiujiang would almost think that he did it on purpose.

As expected, Han Qianling's pupils were covered with a layer of mist: "Mr. Dong is too polite."

"Congratulations to a lover is what should be done." Dong Shuangyu's expression was as usual, "I think the direction that Palace Master Han is heading now seems to be planning to revisit the old place."

"Yes."

"Wonderful." Dong Shuangyu had a slight smile on his face, and the topic was baffled by him, and finally got to the point, "Old place and scene, but there is no need to match the story with the old man. Mr. Luo and you are both high-spirited characters , extremely rigid and extremely strong, it is inevitable that it will be easily broken and easily humiliated, what do you think, Master Han?"

"You're right." Han Qianling paused every word: "Thank you for reminding me that what happened a year ago will not happen again to Jiujiang—there is nothing in the Holy Land that can hurt Jiujiang, and I will never I will not let Jiujiang leave me for another year."

"..." Dong Shuangyu stopped talking, his eyes stayed on Han Qianling's finger that stayed on Luo Jiujiang's shoulder from the beginning to the end for a moment, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.

"It's Shuangyu's presumptuous trip to bother you two." A moment later, he bid farewell to Luo Jiujiang and Luo Jiujiang gracefully.

After watching the two of them go straight to the holy land, Dong Shuangyu slowly straightened up.

"The atmosphere between you and Master Han is too unfriendly." Yue Qinghui said helplessly: "The topic gets colder at the end, so it's no wonder you finished talking in two or three sentences... I wanted to say a few more words with Jiujiang. .”

"Since there is nothing to say, there is no need to say any more." Dong Shuangyu said lightly.

Yue Qinghui was taken aback: "Why do you have nothing to say? Is it because I didn't hear the process of your falling out just now?"

"I didn't lose my face, I just regret that Palace Master Han insists on going his own way." Dong Shuangyu shook his head, "However, Palace Master Han always regards the Holy Land as his own back garden. I told him that it was dangerous, but he naturally didn't hear it."

"...Didn't you keep saying that Jiujiang would be in danger, why did you remind Master Han?"

"Since Palace Master Han and Young Master Luo are indistinguishable from each other, what difference does it make if anyone is in danger?"

They have a "danger" on the left and a "danger" on the right. Finally, Yue Qinghui was sweating: "I beg you, Shuangyu, give me a straight line, what is this danger? I can catch up." Tell Jiujiang."

To his surprise, Dong Shuangyu shook her head lightly: "I don't know either."

"……What?"

"I can predict that their future is uncertain, but it is because I have seen the creatures repeat the previous stories countless times in the tens of thousands of years of inheritance memory. The creatures' history spanning thousands of years, almost all use the same Errors add up."

Yue Qinghui was so anxious that he wanted to jump up: "Then what kind of 'repeated mistake' did Jiujiang and the others make this time?"

Dong Shuangyu's tone of voice was still unhurried, and compared with Yue Qinghui, it seemed that his whole person did not show any fireworks.

"When the water is full, it overflows, and when the moon is full, it loses——Qinghui, you have been with me all the way, and you have seen countless conceited people die of conceit, and evil heretics are also eaten back by evil. Since Palace Master Han has always been confident The Holy Land is his back garden, so maybe there really won't be another creature in the entire Holy Land who can hurt Mr. Luo in the slightest."

Yue Qinghui swallowed, and murmured: "But?"

"However, since there is nothing in the Holy Land that can shake Mr. Luo in the slightest, how do you and I know that this injury was not brought about by the paranoia of Palace Master Han?"

"The Palace Master Han I see now is still the same as the Palace Master Han I saw a year ago-a year ago, Palace Master Han must not have thought that he would lose the whereabouts of Mr. Luo for a year. .”

"Qian hexagram goes up to nine, Kanglong has regrets."

Dong Shuangyu shook her head slightly, put on the hood of her cloak as if she was afraid of the cold, took the lead, and called softly: "Follow, Qinghui."