MTL - Scattered Immortal-Chapter 310 Old cucumber with green paint

Night, bright moonlight. (m)

White, peerless look.

The dark night is silent, and Yun Mo is silent.

The gentle night breeze blew slightly, blowing her long hair flying on her cheek.

She didn't say a word, and never said a word from beginning to end, even if there wasn't a word, Tang Qing, sitting on the stone bench, looked a little hairy and uncomfortable in her heart. I just do n’t know what to say.

Some debts can be repaid, but some debts cannot be repaid, at least Tang Qing cannot.

Tang Qing may be a debtor, but Yun Mo is not a debt collector, never. She just looked, but was not reconciled, just blank, just desperate.

In the night, in the moonlight, Yun Mo's figure became looming, like the wind, as if to leave.

"Where are you going?" Tang Qing asked.

"Is it important?"

Yunmo's voice is always so natural, sweet, touching, and a little bit sad, sorrowful.

Is it important?

Yeah, does it matter where she goes? It's not important. The reason why Tang Qing asked, was not because he wanted to know, but just wanted to ask, but unfortunately, he was facing Yun Mo, a woman who knows the words of heart. But the heart won't.

Tang Qing didn't speak again, looking at the increasingly blurred Yun Mo. Somehow, he had an impulse in his heart. He wanted to rush to the urge to hold Yun Mo in his arms, but this impulse was immediately strangled by Tang Qing . He didn't know why he had this urge, but he knew it well. Once you walk by, it will be more tangled with Yunmo.

If there is not a desired result. Don't give anyone hope.

Tang Qing cannot give Yun Mo a result, so he will not give Yun Mo any hope, because disappointment is the biggest pain.

Yun Mo disappeared, like a gust of wind, disappeared gently. I don't know where the soft voice came from, still so natural.

"Tang Qing, do you know?"

"What do you know?" Tang Qing asked.

"You are a downright asshole!"

Tang Qing froze and opened his mouth. (Baidu search: net, the fastest update of reading novels) When I came to my lips, I did n’t know how to respond. I just looked at it. After a long time, he smiled again, a helpless smile, I do n’t know what happened Yun Mo scolded himself asshole, Tang Qing felt a little bit comfortable, which was probably the guilty conspiracy deep inside. Perhaps it was the hearing of the **** that reduced his guilt.

Pouring and drinking, Tang Qing had no interest in drinking, raised his hand and spilled the wine from the glass on the ground, shook his head, and murmured, "I would be a bastard."

Being a free and carefree **** is Tang Qing's dream all along.

unfortunately. He is not furious, so he cannot be a bastard.

He thinks so, but it's just that he thinks. In the hearts of many people, he is a downright asshole, yes to Xie Tianyi, yes to Gu Yi, yes to Yan Wunian, now, yes to Yun Mo Yes.

In the void, under the stars, Yun Mo drifted here.

She wins snow in white, with a peerless face, three thousand hair, does not eat fireworks, in the night sky, she really looks like a nine-day fairy who has fallen into the dust.

Yunmo chose to leave, but she didn't know where to go. She just wanted to leave and didn't want to see that guy again. She always thought that she had no feelings with Tang Qing. It was just an inexplicable marriage. Yes, she always thought so. But when he came to Shang Qingzong, when he saw Princess Xun come out to speak for him, Yun Mo's heart was very uncomfortable.

Yun Mo has never had this kind of feeling before, but she knows exactly what this feeling is, but she doesn't want to face it, don't want to admit it, and don't want to accept it.

Do I really like him?

Yunmo really didn't know that she chose to leave because she wanted to be alone.

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After half a month since Tang Qing came to the Qing Dynasty, Tang Qing practiced occasionally and drank alcohol occasionally. The elders of the Shang Qingzong continued to struggle. On this day, the old Qingzong lords finally spoke to allow Tang Qing to worship. When the Qing Dynasty practiced, Bi Dongyuan and other elders, a stone hanging from their hearts, finally fell, and finally they can relax and no longer be entangled in this matter.

But soon, they started to struggle with another issue.

Tang Qing worshiped the Shang Qingzong, who will teach?

This question was raised by the old lord, at this moment, in a manor house of the Shang Qingzong, the old lord is wearing a gray robe and playing Othello, and he is also sitting opposite an old man, who may be sitting Well, it ’s just weird, bowing your waist, pulling your head, one hand clasping your feet, and the other hand holding a gourd and pouring wine into your mouth.

This is the grandfather of Shangqing Town. The entire Shangqing sect did not know him.

Beside, Bi Dongyuan and other elders who stood on the Qing Dynasty were standing orderly. They all seemed very puzzled. In the impression, the old lord had not played chess so leisurely for a long time. It should be that after the defeat of Supreme Master Tang, the old suzerain retreated almost all year round and rarely presided over the suzerain.

In addition, after the failure of Tang Wushang, the grandfather stayed at the gate of Shangqing Town almost every day, eager to wait for Supreme to come back. Many people have been persuading these years, but no one can persuade him.

What happened today?

The old suzerain no longer retreats, and the grandfather is not at the door.

How did these two men play chess?

If you do n’t understand, you really do n’t understand. Even if you want to break your head, Bi Dongyuan and others also do n’t understand the mystery. Do n’t understand, do n’t you understand the matter? So after watching for a moment, the elders began to ask.

"Sect Lord, look at Tang Qing's words, who will teach him?"

The old suzerain was sitting very straight, his hair was white, and he was kind-hearted. Even if he wore an ordinary gray robe, he couldn't hide his immortality. He held the black chess piece in one hand, looked at the chessboard, and said, "You Who will come? "

Bi Dongyuan waited for a moment, all the elders looked at me, I saw you, all shaking their heads.

There are many elders of Shang Qingzong's biography, but now no one stands up and says they want to accept Tang Qing. Not that they don't want to. On the contrary, they all want to teach Tang Qing the wizard himself, but they dare not, because Tang Qing's Existence is too different. Think about it, but he broke through the imprisonment and became the first person in the Three Ancient Lands, as well as the heavenly flames of the solitary solstice, the Buddha-like primordial god, and the great consummation. These are all terrifying and mysterious. Existence is a legendary thing in the past. No one has ever touched it. Even in the classics, it is rarely recorded. How to teach it? What's more, Tang Qing stepped into the realm of Fa directly from Zhuji in just two or three years. The speed of such cultivation is comparable to that of Tang.

If these wizards of the heavens and earth are good in teaching, naturally good, if not good in teaching? Wouldn't it be a sinner?

None of the elders who passed on the rumors made statements, and they were not worried about the consequences of bad teaching, but asked themselves that they were unable to teach Tang Qing.

"You cubs, it's really nothing, isn't that kid with the last name Tang a little strange achievement? It's neither **** nor magic, what are you afraid of!"

Naturally, this is not the old suzerain but the grandfather.

How old the grandfather is, nobody knows, but even the old suzerain had to call his grandfather when he saw him, how could others dare to pretend? A quick nod should be, saying that the grandfather learned.

After all, no one dared to stand up and teach Tang Qing.

"Well! You are really saved!" Grandpa shook his head with a scornful look, and looked at the old suzerain again, saying, "What are you doing with this, look at it hungry, and call the kid named Tang." No, it doesn't matter. "

"This method is pretty good." The old sovereign nodded.

After a while, Tang Qing was called over and entered the manor. After seeing the old lord and grandfather, he saluted immediately. At this moment, Tang Qing looked just like a new person. But now standing upright, people can't fault the slightest when speaking and saluting.

Tang Qing has always been a very casual person, but the old suzerain and grandpa are the ones he always respects.

He could be casual, but he would never be casual with these two respected people, never.

The old suzerain was about to speak, but was directly interrupted by the old grandfather, who clasped his feet and said, "This thing makes the hungry the master, what?"

"Grandpa is polite." The old lord replied with a nod.

"Okay!" The old lord took a sip of wine, a pair of muddy eyes staring at Tang Qing, added the wine left in the corner of his mouth, and said, "Call the grandfather!"

"..."

The old sovereign shook his head silently, Bi Dongyuan and others were even speechless, Tang Qing was the same, his expression was a bit stunned, I do n’t know which old grandfather this is playing ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ but still orderly, polite, respectful Respectfully shouted Grandpa.

"Well, that's good!" Grandpa pouted, squinted and said, "Grandpa knows what kind of cub you are when you look hungry."

What do you mean?

Bi Dongyuan didn't know, Tang Qing didn't know.

"You cub is not a regular person at all. You pretend to be serious in front of the grandfather, and put onion in the pig's nose. You pretend that the elephant is hungry, paint the old cucumber with green paint, and you pretend to be hungry. The **** shows her thighs, and you are gentle to pretend to be hungry. "

Bi Dongyuan and others have long been upset by the words of the grandfather, and Tang Qing feels ashamed and embarrassed. This feeling is as if his clothes were stripped.

"Why? You cub want to quibble with Grandpa?" The grandpa stretched his legs, stood up, grabbed Tang Qing's ears, and yelled, "You cub pricked his butt, Grandpa I ’m hungry and I know what you ’re pulling? Why? Do you have any fuss in your salute to hungry people? ”(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, Your support is my greatest motivation.)