Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 440 - The Evening Wind Blows the Willows Flute

Chapter 440 - The Evening Wind Blows the Willows Flute

"I really don't know anything else. The slave family was just greedy for money, and the slave family was also deceived by lard for a while, and was deceived by the son of the Kunlun clan!"

She was crying, she really couldn't think of other useful information, looking at the murderous woman in front of her, she couldn't hold it anymore, screaming and was about to run away.

"Where to go!"

"No need to chase!"

Where did he first meet her?There seems to be an answer in my heart, but it is fleeting.

Qin Yin looked bewildered, so he hurriedly took out the handbook that he always kept with him, read it over and over again for a long time, and his frown suddenly relaxed.

"Let her go, I know where she is!"

"promise!"

"Master, do you want to rest for a while before going on your way?"

Jiang Jiongyu looked at the exhaustion in his master's eyes with some concern. How long has he not rested?His eyes were bloodshot.

"No need! You stay and deal with the aftermath! Senior Chiba, let's go!"

"Boy Qin! Hey!"

This kid's willpower is astonishing, relying on his crazy obsession with that ugly girl, he never took a rest for two days and two nights, not even closing his eyes for a short rest.

If it were him in his heyday, it might not be worth mentioning, but now that he has lost all his internal energy, he is no different from an ordinary person, how can he really bear the fatigue of running around for days?
"It's okay!"

He didn't want to delay for a moment, he wanted to see Li Qingmei crazily, wanted to hold her in his arms.Just hugging her so quietly, caring for her without words is better than countless people in the world.

It turned out that even if he didn't know each other, he couldn't stop his longing and love for her.

"Don't be brave!"

She really couldn't bear it, so she knocked Qin Yin unconscious with a knife in her hand, and flew away from the wedding hall with him on her shoulders.

Qin Muqing had just arrived outside the gate of Li's mansion, and saw the servants beating up the old beggar who was still wearing wedding clothes and looked like a dog. She was puzzled and kicked the old man several times while taking advantage of the chaos , and then rushed into the wedding hall anxiously.

It must be that the father came back. He knew that the queen mother had found such a dirty thing, so he kicked the old guy out in a rage.Father is finally back!

With an aggrieved look on her face, she wanted to find that familiar figure, and threw herself into the arms of her father, holding her father whom she had not seen for many years, crying like when she was yellow-haired.But he didn't expect that there were only a few palace maids and servants in the wedding hall to clean up the mess.

"Where's my mother and queen? Is my father and emperor here?"

"Your Majesty, the Supreme Emperor said to pick up the Empress Dowager, so that you and the Regent Prince don't have to worry! They will be back in a few days!"

"Where did they go?"

"My subordinates don't know! But maybe they went to the Promise Academy!"

Jiang Jiongyu also heard her husband Yingli casually mention that the master and Li Qingmei first met at the Wuji Academy.

It seems to be on the road of infinity, when the master met Li Qingmei for the first time on the road of infinity as a doctor, maybe the master didn't realize it, but Ying Li said that it was the first time he was in the cold eyes of the master Gujing Wubo. I saw a wave.

Two days later, it was dusk.

The dusty Qin Yin stood at the foot of Wuji Mountain, facing the Wuji Road hidden among the Xiuyan peaks. It was still the octagonal pavilion, but the person playing the piano in the pavilion changed from Yan Qiang to Mr. Nanshan Yingli.

Seeing Qin Yin standing on the side of the stone steps leading to the road to Wuji, Yingli pressed the string to stop the sound, got up from the stone bench, and bent slightly.

"Master, she is waiting for you at the Confucius Temple! This is Ruzi Tea!"

If you want to embark on the road of Wuji, you must drink this Ruzi tea. Qin Yin's status is noble, so he has never walked the road of Wuji.

At that time, he was personally invited by Mr. Nanshan to enter Wuji Academy as a teacher.

He walked to the stone table, stared at the amber cup of Tongzi tea and pondered for a long time, and suddenly a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He drank the cup of Ruzi tea in one gulp, and then calmly embarked on the road of Wuji. At the same time, Yingli also returned to the octagonal pavilion to play the psychedelic music.

Looking at Qin Yin who was walking like flying on the mountain road, Chiba Shinichi felt a little disappointed.

"This road of infinity can only be walked once in a lifetime. If you still can't cure Kid Qin, what should the ugly girl do?"

"Senior, you are wrong. Regardless of whether my father is successful or not, the two of them will never be separated again in this life."

"Royal father, he always carefully wants to present the most beautiful things in this world to the queen mother. But in the eyes of the queen mother, he is the most beautiful person!"

Qin Muqing and Sikong Nianqing, who followed Qin Yin and others to the foot of Wuji Mountain, watched the lonely white figure on the mountain path gradually disappear into the clouds and mist. The empress held her brother's hand nervously.

Even though Qin Yin didn't have any internal strength to rely on, he was determined and determined, different from ordinary people, and the 99th step was already over half easily in less than an hour.

At this time, he was calmly stepping over the seven thousandth step and heading towards the eight thousandth step. Gradually, he began to pant slightly, but the speed under his feet did not slow down.

Warm sweat slid down his cheeks, so he stretched out his fingers to wipe it off, but his tentacles were full of sticky smell, he frowned in disgust, and immediately withdrew his palm.

Blood, his hands are covered with blood, but this blood can only make him feel disgusted. At this time, it is his hands that make him terrified. The hands in front of him are the hands of eight or nine-year-old children. He has not yet realized that this is What's going on, suddenly an unfamiliar Gong'e appeared in front of her eyes.

"His Royal Highness, it's not good, all the princes and important court officials are forcing His Majesty to execute your father!"

"They. They are in Gaotangtai!"

This was a flash in front of him, he was placed under the Gaotang stage in an instant, and a cyan figure that was falling rapidly appeared in the midair, that was...
"father!!"

Howling angrily, he was about to rush towards the direction where his father fell, and suddenly stopped, no, this is an illusion, an illusion.
He forced himself to calm down, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear again.

The experience of his half life was staged in front of his eyes in turn like an excerpt. Those people and events in the past were presented in front of his eyes. He saw his grandfather who always treated him with a gentle smile grandmother
He once again went through the hard time when he escaped from the Shengjing Palace and wandered in the desert, and had to fight with hungry wolves for food with Yingli's master and servant. The sting to his arm was still fresh in his memory.

But all of this has passed, he reminded himself that these were just illusions, he didn't understand why Qingmei asked him to walk the road of Wuji, he had already discovered the profound meaning of the road of Wuji.

Confident, he took off the bamboo flute pinned to his waist, and played a lingering lovesickness song against the cool mountain wind.

Unknowingly, he has passed nine thousand steps, and he even saw the faint outline of the Ru Ziniu in front of the Confucius Temple.

He was a little lost, and immediately felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. Did she feel that he walked slowly and left impatiently?
So he quickened his pace, wanting to reach the Confucius Temple immediately, guessing that she must be hiding in the Confucius Temple mischievously waiting for him.

"Yin'er!"

A nightmare-like voice sounded in my ears, Qin Su asked! !
She was right behind him, and he seemed to feel her hand on his shoulder.

"It's not true, it's not true!! You're dead!"

"You are dead in my hands!!"

"Are you blaming me?"

"You must hate me too!"

The slightly bitter words blurted out, and after realizing what he had just said, he froze for a moment.

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