Liu Yile said in surprise: "How do you know?" The old monk did not answer this question and said: "What is the name of the donor?"

Liu Yile was very unhappy and replied, "Liu Yi." The old monk smiled and added ten more words: "Old Anakin is 'Qingzhu'."

When Li Yile heard the word "Qingzhu", a huge wave surged in his heart. He still remembered what Zhang Yang said yesterday. Otherwise, he immediately knelt down and said, "Please ask Master Qingzhu to accept his child as his apprentice."

Qingzhu Ri fought against the old demon in the sky, and I didn't have much left. During these three days, he traveled all over the world. I didn't expect to meet Li Yile on this day. Qingzhu looked at Li Yile with his eyes and said, "Mr. Ding, your death is too heavy and your yin is too thick." But the roots and bones are perfect."

Liu Yi knelt on the ground, how could he miss this opportunity? He immediately thought that this was what Zhang Yang said yesterday, and begged: "Please accept me as his apprentice."

Qingzhu smiled and said, "Can you use a sword?" "Yes," Li said.

Suddenly, Qingzhu pulled out a green sword from her skirt and carved it with lifelike dragon patterns. The sword developed prestige. Liu Yi grabbed the sword happily, and suddenly a familiar feeling surged into his mind.

Watching the rain break at the end of the clouds, quietly watching the autumn light with its appendix. (.) The scene at night is desolate, which can touch Sun Yu's sadness and coolness. The water and wind are light, the flowers are old, the moon is cold, and the Zhang Zi of the sycamore tree is fluttering yellow. Death wounds. Where is the old man, the smoke and water are boundless. "Liu Yong's first word is because he misses the old man. The person who is reciting this word is a young man Changyang dressed up as a scholar, with a clear face and a slightly thin figure, but when he was in his twenties, he had a drowsy expression. A cold wind blew past him, and he felt a slight chill, and a piece of Zhang Zi who had just fallen from the tree was scratched.

It was late autumn, and Zhang Yang's clothes looked a little thin. He reluctantly looked at the willow tree next to him with brisk eyes. Two horses were eating grass leisurely. Seeing that he was a little hungry, he immediately took out a piece of dry food and was about to eat it. A roasted chicken appeared in front of Zhang Yang. He thought he had read it wrong, and rubbed his eyes. It was a roasted chicken. He turned his face along the barbecue stick, and a little girl was smiling at him.

"You know, I don't like meat, but in order to catch this chicken so hard, I ate it." Zhang Yang tore off a chicken leg and said that when he was eating, he really didn't like meat, but now he is really hungry and doesn't care so much.

"After Xiaoxue left, she will never see what you like again." The girl put away her smile, and some people looked at Zhang Yang helplessly. Seeing that he did not answer, she silently bit her chicken leg, knowing that he stabbed him again, and smiled hard. Then she said: "Seven years later, I finally found some clues. If it goes well, I might find her soon, and it should be happy."

"For so many years, only you have supported me as always." Zhang Yang glanced at her gratefully.

"Impossible, seven years ago, who told your brother, don't blame your parents, they are also for your own good. In fact, if you can start over, I would rather you have never seen her." I really don't want to see you always be so depressed, let alone see such a big gap between you and your parents. "The girl is Zhang Yang's sister Qin Qing."
Chapter completed!