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"Elder martial sister Qingling, what are you doing?"

He Feng looks at Qingling with a face of suffocation. It's really that Qingling pinches too hard. Even if he is the holy body of jiulei, he is pinched.

Qingling at this time seems to realize that his hand is too hard, want to apologize to He Feng, but can't save face, so he Feng wants to laugh.

"Well, elder martial sister Qingling, I'm ok!" He Feng body a blood awn light up, and then that was green spirit pinch out of the trace, immediately disappeared without a trace.

Qingling was very curious. She opened her eyes and asked, "Wow, younger martial brother Xiaofeng, you are recovering so fast!"

Say, green work properly a hand to continue to stretch to He Feng's waist, seem to want to try again.

He Feng see green spirit this appearance, forehead immediately emerge a black line. No matter how strong my recovery ability is, I will not take you to play like this!

Therefore, this time he Feng directly hid away, and then said to Qingling with a straight face: "elder martial sister Qingling, it's not clear whether men and women give or receive. Please respect yourself, elder martial sister Qingling!"

He Feng looks like a chaste young woman who was bullied by a villain in a TV play. The repulsive look on his face made him almost vomit blood.

I'm a beautiful girl. Who can't give you? Do you want me to respect myself? He Feng, I don't think you should be beaten!

Feeling the faint fluctuation of vitality coming from Qingling, he Feng suddenly jumped up and ran towards the mountain.

"Stop, don't run!"

Qingling obviously didn't expect that he Feng said to run, immediately drank a Jiao, and then chased up.

On the way up the mountain, both of them didn't fly. They were just walking on their legs.

Fortunately, both of them were very strong, so although the mountain road was steep, it was no more difficult for them than the level road. More, more fun.

"Eh, elder martial sister, listen quickly. What's the sound?"

Suddenly, on a big stone, he Feng stops and makes a forbidden gesture to Qingling.

Qingling originally saw he Feng stop, want to rush to revenge, but she saw he Feng a serious face, curiosity also stopped, with He Feng listen carefully.

"Wu Wu ~ Wu Wu Wu ~ Wu Wu Wu ~"

The sound is like the sound of a flute. The tone is very low. It sounds like a person crying and expressing his missing for his dead relatives.

In this way, he Feng and Qingling listen for half an hour. In this half an hour, they all thought of all kinds of sad things in their hearts. And on their faces, there were two dewdrops of tears.

"Younger martial brother Xiaofeng, this, this Xiao Sheng is so sad!" Qingling quietly wiped away the tears on his face, raised his head and said softly to He Feng.

He Feng nodded, at the moment of him, no longer before the kind of free and easy and natural and unrestrained, but released a touch of melancholy.

"The man who plays the flute has a similar life experience with me." He Feng said faintly, but his voice was a little dumb, as if a person who had been crying for a long time suddenly spoke.

See he Feng this appearance, green Ling don't know how to return a responsibility, only feel oneself heart a tight. As if he Feng's sadness is her sadness.

At this time, he Feng suddenly takes out the wooden guitar made in Shenyi village from Najie.

The wooden guitar began to be kept by the villagers, so during the fighting, it was naturally damaged. But later he Feng has repaired it and put it into Najie.

In Qingling's puzzled eyes, he Feng squats down and half leans on the stone. His eyes look at the distant sky, and his right hand gently flicks the strings.

"I always ask for it from you, but I never say thank you."

"It's not easy to understand you until you grow up."

"Every time I leave, I always pretend to be relaxed."

"Smile and say go back, turn around and wet your eyes with tears."

"I want to hold you warm as before, but you are not by my side. I want to take you to Ankang with Qingfeng."

"Time is slower. Don't let you grow old any more. I'd like to trade everything I have for your long stay."

"Dad, what can I do for you? Take the little care

"Thank you for all you've done. Support our home with your hands."

"Always do your best to give me the best, am I your pride? Are you still worried about me? The child you care about is growing up. "

“……”

The Song He Feng is singing at this time is the father of chopsticks brothers. When singing this song, he Feng's eyes always look at the distant sky 45 degrees, dare not lower. And when singing the chorus, he even closed his eyes. Because in his mind, the images of "father" and "mother" are more and more clear.

He did not dare to open his eyes, because he was afraid that when he opened his eyes, the two vague shadows would disappear.

When he finished singing, he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the green spirit beside him, he was shocked.

See originally some sadness of green spirit, at this time is crying pear flower with rain. That way, any man will feel pity when he sees it.

He Feng put down the guitar, put Qingling in his arms and comforted: "elder martial sister, it's OK!"

By He Feng so embrace, green Ling's body originally some rigidity. But after hearing he Feng's words, he completely relaxed and cried in his arms.

"Younger martial brother Xiaofeng, do you know? I have never met my father or my mother. Growing up, I even dream of meeting my parents Qingling pours in He Feng's arms, crying and telling her what's on her mind.

In this regard, he Feng does not know what to say. Because even he himself has never met his parents.

So he Feng just patted Qingling's back gently. Now he also knows that Qingling elder martial sister, who doesn't seem to eat fireworks but is very lively and lovely, has such a sad side in her heart.

And at this time, a burst of footwork suddenly sounded. Qinglingdun stopped crying, and left he Feng's arms, quickly wiped away the tears on his face.

Although he Feng is a little reluctant, he still looks at the person who is coming towards them.

The man was wearing a grey robe, and his long hair was tied with a white belt at will. Although he had a face like flawless jade, his eyes were full of melancholy. And there are a few wrinkles in the corner of his eyes, which makes him feel more vicissitudes.

But what attracts He Feng most is the jade flute in his hand. The whole body of this jade flute is green, and some mysterious runes are carved on it. It looks like a weapon.

"Little brother, the song you just sang is very strange, but it's very nice to hear!" This person came to He Feng in front of, immediately said to He Feng with a smile.

He Feng politely smile, said: "you play the flute is also very touching ah!"

He Feng finished, two people did not speak, just has been looking at each other. After half a minute, they both burst into laughter.

"Little brother, you can say that you are my bosom friend!" The middle-aged man patted He Feng on the shoulder and said happily.

At this time, Qingling suddenly stood up and said, "master, what do you say? This is your new disciple

"What?"

This time, not only the middle-aged man was stunned, but also he Feng was shocked.

fuck! Is this his cheap master? He is not as serious as Qingling said!

The middle-aged man looked at Qingling with a puzzled face and said, "ling'er, how can this little brother be my little disciple? Please make it clear!"

Qingling gave a bitter smile and said, "master, younger martial brother Xiaofeng is from Cangwu world. He killed the three overlord monsters, and then came to Cangwu's secret place relying on the three keys to the secret place! "

"Er..."

The middle-aged man looked stagnant, then looked at He Feng strangely and said, "I remember when I said that if anyone could gather together three keys to Cangwu's secret place, I would take him as a disciple, right?"

Qingling nodded heavily.

"But now I've changed my mind!" The middle-aged man carried his hands behind him and said with a smile.

Hearing what he said, Qingling's face suddenly changed. He asked anxiously, "why, master? Younger martial brother Xiaofeng is not only powerful, but also talented!"

After saying that, Qingling also pulled He Feng and urged him to say, "younger martial brother Xiao Feng, why are you still standing there? Show your strength to the master quickly!"

He Feng smiles and doesn't speak.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, and then reproached Qingling angrily: "you girl, do you care so much about younger martial brother?"

Buzzing~

As soon as the middle-aged man's words were finished, a pretty face of Qingling suddenly turned red. Will he Feng all looked straight eye, this also too beautiful!

"Master, master, don't you always teach us that we should care for each other?" Although Qingling is arguing, his voice is very small, which makes the middle-aged man laugh.

"You girl! Too much concern? "

Under the shyness of Qingling, she stamped her foot and glared at the middle-aged man and said, "master, what you said can't be changed. I don't know if you can trust others! This is what you taught us, master. Now you can't disobey it yourself! "

See this wench unexpectedly some shame anger, the middle-aged man wry smile a, didn't continue to tease her, but cast eyes to He Feng.

"Little brother, I don't accept you as my disciple, but I'd like to accept you as my adopted son." The middle-aged man looked at He Feng expectantly, and his eyes revealed a trace of warmth, "would you like to?"

Hear the middle-aged man's words, green work properly a small mouth immediately open eldest brother, half a day speechless.

And he Feng also widened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief. After a long time, he asked strangely, "I treat you as a bosom friend. Do you want to be my father?"