Among the aura of a small mountain peak in Qingyue Mountain, an old man sits on the top of the mountain.

　　 The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth, stroking his white beard from time to time, his crow's feet wrinkled, and he looked very happy.

The big dog next to 　　 saw that this was so old and so stupid that the owner gave him a glance, then opened his mouth and yawned, and continued to sleep on his front paws.

　　 "What is it, so happy..."

　　 A gentle female voice came, but the old man Yue didn't turn his head to see where the female voice came from, but continued to look at the misty clouds and the white cranes flying in the distance.

　　 Beside the old man Yue, a breeze slowly condensed, forming a vague appearance of a woman.

　　 If you look at Qingfeng with spiritual power, you can vaguely see that she is wearing a long corset dress with long hair curled up. Although the small face of Guazi can't see her face clearly, it is definitely not bad.

　　The woman condensed by the breeze gently brushed the skirt of her body, with her legs together, sitting sideways on the big dog, and then stretched out the catkin, gently stroking its dog's head.

　　 Being blown by the cool breeze, if the big dog felt something, his ears moved, and a large fluffy tail wagged and shook.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "Hehehe.... It feels really interesting to think of the way that kid frowned when he offered tea to me."

　　The old man answered with a smile.

　　 "Just interesting?" The Breeze woman asked.

　　 "It can be regarded as an understanding of a matter of mind."

　　The old man stroking his beard.

　　 "Shan Fang He Qin'er is not only my disciple, but also my granddaughter. Sometimes I think, if I can drink the tea they offer to me this old man, the regrets in my life will be reduced by half.

　　 Now whether Jiang Lin is really amnesia, it doesn't matter anymore, at least this kid Jiang Lin is bothersome, but also infatuated. "

　　 "Is there any regret for the other half?" The Qingfeng woman asked.

　　 "It's you." The old man Yue said with a smile.

　　 "..." The Qingfeng woman did not answer, but just looked in the direction of the old man Yue, and slowly said, "He is the reincarnation of the first ancient sword immortal?"

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　　 The voice of the old man has disappeared, and Han Zhe is still standing in place, arching his hands.

　　 After that, for an unknown period of time, Han Zhe was not seen in the academy again.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Until one day, from the thatched hut, awe-inspiring and righteousness drove away.

　　 "That kid has entered Yuan Ying?"

　　 On the edge of the small lake, Jiang Lin was walking with the old man.

　　 "Well, thanks to you."

　　 "It's hard to do, and there will be more stubborn madness in the world in the future, I don't know what this guy will do in the future."

　　 "The question you gave before is sophistry."

　　 "Indeed."

　　 "If it were you, how would you choose?"

　　 "I..."

　　 Jiang Lin pointed at himself, and then looked to the opposite side of the Qinghu Lake, Jiu Yi and Mo Li, who were outing and laughing.

　　 The river is in the eyes, full of tenderness.

　　" Didn’t you say it?

　　 As long as they can live happily.

　　 the people of the world,

　　 What is it with me? "

　　 Jiuyi also dressed up for a while, but Jiuyi also knows that today's protagonist is Sister Mo Li, so the makeup she chose is softer, and her long hair curled up, she is dressed up as a married woman.