The dog path is immortal, it is not too late to practice immortality from a hundred years old

"By the way, Sister Yuan Yi, does that old man live near you?"

Qing'er saw that the atmosphere on the field was gloomy, and thought of changing the topic to relieve it.

"Yes, but he ......"

Qing'er mentioned Zhang Chongyang, Yuan Yi turned his head to look at the big cypress tree outside the window, and involuntarily recalled many memories of himself and him.

At that time, the summer flowers were brilliant and the sun was shining, she was sitting under the big cypress tree sipping tea, sipping melon seeds, watching Zhang Chongyang practice an ordinary sword skill over and over again in the courtyard, even if the sweat was like rain, it still couldn't move.

At that time, she still didn't understand.

It wasn't until that day that Ma Sanye, who was at the seventh level of qi refining, was beheaded by him with a sword, and she looked at the unruly back blankly, and then she woke up to the fact that she had ...... He was so far away from himself.

Qing'er misunderstood, and sighed: "That old man is dead?!" Alas, Sister Yuan Yi, fortunately, you didn't have a hot head and agreed to him.

"He's not dead, sister Qing'er, don't curse people, Zhang Daoyou just moved." Yuan Yi hurriedly explained.

Belch...... Qing'er stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, "Okay, I misunderstood, so why did he move away?" Sister Yuan Yi, didn't you say that he lived here for decades?"

"The reason, you should ask him, where do I know so clearly~" Actually, Yuan Yi knew something, but she didn't want to say it, and there was no need to tell the sister in front of her, after all, she was just to satisfy a little curiosity.

"Okay, let's move, let's not talk about him.

"Then let's talk about you, listening to your tone just now, it seems that you have encountered something unhappy in the tick bar? Tell me, my sister may not be able to help you, but you can be a loyal listener."

Qing'er hesitated, but still said: "Actually, it's nothing, just before we hooked the fence to a demon girl, sister, you also know it, right?" "

Well, I was just going to redeem myself at that time. What's wrong with that demon girl?Do you usually like to bully you?" Yuan Yi asked.

"That's not true, she sings every night, and the last month has been even crazier, even picking up customers during the day, how can she have time to bully us. And sister, you don't know, we have been in the same building for more than half a year, and the number of times we have met is actually only a handful~

" Yuan Yi thought that his sister had been wronged, but when she heard it, it didn't seem like that, so she couldn't help but smile and said

, "Since everyone's well water doesn't interfere with river water, why is my sister Qing'er unhappy?

Qing'er's eyes widened: "Yes, yes, Sister Yuan Yi guessed right, our sister's guests were really robbed by the demon girl, and my sister entertained an old man these days...... My sister also knows the one surnamed Zhou. "

Zhou Ping?"

"Yes, that's him."

Yuan Yiwan smiled and quipped: "Then the old man is still going?" "

No, he is only ninety-one...... I think that the old man in your family is almost 100 years old, and he still runs to the hook bar from time to time. Qing'er responded.

Yuan Yi rolled her eyes and jumped to the previous topic: "You said that the demon girl robbed all your

guests, can she afford it?" "Hehe, she's amazing, it's no problem to pick up dozens of guests a day......" "

So powerful?" Yuan Yi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"That's not the point. Qing'er's face became serious, and she lowered her voice and said: "Sister also knows that Goolan taught us the Dafa of prostitutes, and when we do things with male cultivators, we can collect yang and supplement yin to help us practice......"

Yuan Yi nodded, she is a miscellaneous spirit root, and she can cultivate to the fourth level of qi refining at the age of less than forty, or in the environment of Goolan , if it were not for the help of prostitute Dafa, it would be impossible at all.

But such a result, in turn, shows that the prostitute Dafa is helpful, but not much.

During a sexual intercourse, male cultivators lose up to three or five days of essence, and some cultivators are advanced or even less.

This is also why many male cultivators still flock to it even if they know that going to the hook bar is 'dedication'.

Of course, it costs money.

Yuan Yi looked at Qing'er and waited for her next step.

Qing'er didn't sell it either, and said bluntly: "That demon girl doesn't know what kind of magic she has cultivated, she was okay before, especially recently, the male cultivators who came out of her room were obviously all pale and vain, but they all behaved extremely excitedly, as if they had taken medicine."

"Huh?" Yuan Yi was shocked, "Do mothers care?"

"No matter." Qing'er subconsciously glanced around, and used her divine sense to lay a soundproof wall in the room, and then said: "Not only does it not matter, but we are also strictly forbidden to discuss this topic in private." "

This? this is too abnormal, isn't it?" Yuan Yi opened her mouth, she didn't expect that she had only been away for more than half a year, and the hook column felt a little different.

"Who's to say it isn't. Qing'er sighed.

"What about those male cultivators, they suffered a loss from the demon girl, don't they have a long memory?" Yuan Yi asked puzzled.

"Hmph, those stinky men don't feel like they've suffered a loss. If we dare to say a bad word about the demon girl in front of them, they will stand up and be anxious with you.

Qing'er seemed to have had an unpleasant experience, and when she said this, a hint of gloom involuntarily flashed in her eyes.

"How can it sound like these people have been bewitched by that demon girl?" Yuan Yi frowned and hugged his arm, feeling more and more shocked the more he listened.

"Yes, the sisters think so too, but my mother has repeatedly ordered us not to discuss the matter in private, otherwise we will be severely punished.

"Just yesterday, when another sister was in the room, she just discussed two sentences with the guests, and she was killed by the steward on the spot, fined ten lashes, and it is estimated that she will not want to get out of bed for half a month.

Yuan Yi was silent for a moment, and said a bold guess: "Could it be, that demon girl has all the means to the sky and controlled the mother and housekeeper in the hook bar, right?"

Qing'er swallowed her saliva, "Sister Yuan Yi, you know that I am very timid, don't scare me......

" Yuan Yi then shook his head again, denying his guess that can be said to be crazy: "It's my whim, the demon girl should have escaped a long time ago if she really had such ability." Moreover, Changchun Gate will not turn a blind eye.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's right. Qing'er nodded again and again, but it really scared her just now.

Yuan Yi then thought about it, looked at Qing'er and said: "Although I don't know what conspiracy is behind this, I think that as long as you are honest, sister, do your best to be yourself, don't be curious to inquire, and try to be careful, even if there is a fire in the end, it is estimated that it will not burn on my sister."

Qing'er is not stupid, and after thinking about it for a while, she understood what Yuan Yi meant.

"Sister is persuading me not to meddle in my affairs, so as not to get angry?"

Yuan Yi smiled faintly, and Qing'er nodded lightly as if she had figured it out.

Then she looked out the window, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the big cypress tree was dressed in new clothes, and knew that it was time to go back.

Then he got up and took his leave.

Yuan Yi sent Qing'er to the door, Qing'er took two steps forward, suddenly paused, turned around, met Yuan Yi's gaze, her gaze moved down, and then looked at the slightly bulging lower abdomen, and said:

"Sister Yuan Yi, if your child is born, can you recognize me as a godmother

?" "Are you really willing?" "Of course you

are really willing." "

Good!"

"Thank you, Sister Yuan Yi.

"No, Qing'er, I should thank you.

"Then it's decided, it's cold outside, sister, go back to the house, I'll go." Qing'er finished speaking in one breath, turned around, waved her hand, and her body sank into the white wind and snow.

By the door, Yuan Yi was dressed in red, looking at the back that was soon swallowed by the wind and snow, and a trace of ...... flashed on her slightly pale face Grateful.

At the same time, in Jinxiu Hutong, Zhang Chongyang also happened to be standing at the door to see Zhou Ping leave.

Half a ring, closed the door, plugged in the door bolt, he pursed his lips, and secretly said in his heart: "Even if Goolan is really brewing a conspiracy, what does it have to do with me Zhang Chongyang? Hehe, I won't go to that place to ......

."