Red maple forest, autumn rain.

The raindrops hit the stone with moss hanging on it. The white-haired sword immortal wearing a maple leaf hat covered his eyes. He used a small branch as a sword, pointing two feet away, "Jijiji...", his voice was solemn and low, as if he was saying:

"Looking from the sea flag, birds and birds are in the same place, and they are broken..."

The light golden little turtle was lying in the rain curtain, with a maple leaf hat on the turtle shell, still standing still, adding a bit of bleakness to the maple leaf forest in the rain curtain.

Not far away.

After Zuo Lingquan entered the sky, he turned back from the secluded place, returned to the maple leaf forest between the mountains, and relied on the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

The girl with a round face with a pipa on her back was much more excited than asking the stegosaurus turtle. Her eyes were full of little stars. When she saw Zuo Lingquan, she could no longer control her emotions and rushed to her to chatter:

"Domaging! Mr. Zuo, I can't do it anymore, I feel like I'm going to die..."

Tang Jingyan walked behind her back. When she heard these words, she didn't know where she thought of them, and her face turned red:

"Qiutao, what did you say~"

"I'm serious, Mr. Zuo, you were so domineering just now. You were frightened... No, you were surprised one by one, I was confused..."

The round-faced girl was incoherent and could not vent her passion in her heart by just talking. She even tiptoed to hook the shoulders of the white-robed sword immortal and patted him twice.

Zuo Lingquan, who was breeze and calm, was hooked by the girl's little arm, and could clearly feel the softness of the girl's clothes. He was slightly stunned and looked down at Taotao who was excited and unable to control himself:

"Taoer, what are you trying to do?"

Xie Qiutao didn't think so, but this girl was happy!

Because he was not tall and it was very difficult to hook Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, Xie Qiutao changed to the sleeve robe that grabbed him, and said with honor:

"I'm so happy! I'm so excited. I've never seen such a arrogant scene in my life. Especially your last 'I have a sword, and after I've practiced it, I've never shown it to anyone', I'm so domineering! I've believed it. I've scared the ancestor of Xiaoshan so much that I wish I could kneel down on the spot..."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't hold Miss Xie's waist and didn't move much, just smiled and said:

"I'm serious."

"Um?"

Xie Qiutao's expression condensed, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Lingquan, and then punched Zuo Lingquan's chest with his small fist:

"Oh! It's all out, don't be fooling people, no one hears it..."

"Oh."

Zuo Lingquan smiled and looked at Tuantuan Sword Immortal, who was still brewing momentum.

“…”

Xie Qiutao blinked his big eyes, his smile solidified again, and he said half-believingly:

"Young Master Zuo, don't scare me, you... can't pull out anything..."

Zuo Lingquan really couldn't draw his sword, but after being in seclusion for more than a year in Shenhuo Cave Heaven, it was impossible to stand still and have no new insights. Of course, he added some flower work, which is not considered a "third of the sword", and can only be considered a different sword.

I just bluffed my voice, but I just wanted to defeat the enemy without fighting. If I really fought, I could not defeat it, and I could not say that I could make a breakthrough in desperate situations.

Zuo Lingquan did not mention these things that had been revealed, and came to Jingyan and squeezed them a little proudly on his wife's soft, sweet and chubby buttocks:

"Is your husband handsome?"

Tang Jingwen is an amateur. He can see clearly but can't see any tricks. He only knows that he won. She quietly opened Zuo Lingquan's thief's hand:

"My husband is so awesome, are you satisfied? I didn't reward you. My wife has been busy these days..."

This was obviously a timid, afraid that he would be tidy up for another few days and would not even be able to get off the bed.

But what if I admit defeat?

Should you lick and cry, or should you lick and cry...

Zuo Lingquan smiled knowingly and turned his eyes to the autumn rain in the distant mountains.

The clouds and rain are like curtains, the summer is hot and the cold knows that the two peaks are standing at the end of the field of view, and have already penetrated into the clouds, and the whole picture cannot be seen from here.

Tens of thousands of monks who came to watch the battle left the mountain gate one after another. Except for some monks who drove away to the wind, most of them hiked to the nearby ferry.

The energetic brothers, the sweet and lively little fairy, came out from under the octagonal archway in a row. A lonely swordsman with a hat mingled among them, silent and inconspicuous, but his eyes swept down from the surrounding area from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

The easiest way for a monk to say hello to someone in the distance is to stare at the other person.

Zuo Lingquan looked directly at the other party for a moment, and the swordsman of the straw hat became aware of it, and his eyes turned to this side. Zuo Lingquan turned around and disappeared like a maple leaf forest.

Rumble

In a moment, the flying sword flew across the mountains and fields, knocking through the autumn rain and lifting up the red maple leaves on the ground. A figure fell from far to near and outside the maple leaves forest.

"Brother Zuo, you...ah..."

Zhao Wuxie's heart had disappeared. With a hearty smile, he walked into the red maple forest with his sword, and looked at the Sword Immortal on the stone first:

"Oh, this fat bird has grown so big, and I think it's a chicken from afar."

"grumble?!"

The dumpling, who was still brewing the sword, jumped and turned around, looking annoyed, "Do you dare to gesture with birds and birds!"

Outside Qingyun City, Zhao Wuxie had met Zuo Lingquan, Jingyan and even Cheng Jiujiang, and could be said to be an old acquaintance.

Tang Jingyan picked up the rude dumpling and bowed:

"Young Master Zhao, it's been a long time since I was gone."

"Fairy Tang, I can't bear your gift..."

Zhao Wuxie came to the front and looked at the round-faced girl next to him, and was a little confused:

"Who is this girl?"

Xie Qiutao saw the scene where Zhao Wuxie was instantly instantly. Although she was far worse than her Zuo Young Master, she was also the leader of the younger generation. She bowed her hand to the world and gave her a polite gift:

"My name is Xie Qiutao. I am the friend of Mr. Zuo. I traveled with each other and met Zhao Jianxian."

Zhao Wuxie blinked, and wanted to speak but stopped. Obviously, he had not yet figured out whether this girl was a friend who had been through life or a friend who had "going out of the house".

Zuo Lingquan came to the front and smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, serious friend, why did Brother Zhao come here?"

"Oh, it's a long story. When something happened in the deserted mountain, my master brought me here and threw it away and left it alone. I went around and arrived at Thunder Cliff two months ago. I heard that Luo Jianshan was so crazy, so I came over and took a look..."

Zhao Wuxie chatted casually, looked at Zuo Lingquan, shook his head and smiled:

"It is said that 'No one day is like three autumns after another'. We haven't seen each other for three or five years. It feels like it's a thousand or eight hundred years after another. Brother Zuo's changes are really unexpected."

I was a little sad.

When Zuo Lingquan was fighting on the stage, he discovered Zhao Wuxie's strangeness. If you were right, Jian Xin was injured and the initial sharpness was lost between his eyebrows.

Zuo Lingquan thought about it and said with a smile: "It's all done. Brother Zhao just saw that I was incredible and didn't see how much hardship I suffered in the past few years. That was because I was bullied by riding on my face."??

Tang Jingwen's eyes widened slightly and said to himself: If you don't use both soft and hard, who dares to ride on your face? Don't you count who bullies whom?

However, Tang Jingyan was not easy to interrupt, and just agreed with her soft words:

"Yes, Xiao Zuo has suffered a lot in the past two years."

Zuo Lingquan looked at Zhao Wuxie and said, "If you want to talk about changes, Brother Zhao's changes are not smaller than mine. I remember that I started practicing swords back then. From practicing swords to learning my sword, it took fourteen years. Brother Zhao's understanding is really no lower than mine. I just took a step forward than when I met back then."

Zhao Wuxie was half-believing and half-doubted: "Then Brother Zuo took a bit big, and he didn't mention it... Cough. Are you serious about this?"

"Brother Zhao believes it is true, and if he doesn't believe it is false."

“…”

Zhao Wuxie thought about it and felt that it made sense. The feeling of despair in his heart that was beyond the reach of the world was reduced a lot.

Zuo Lingquan was just beginning in the path of cultivation, and did not even step on the jade steps leading to the top of the mountain. It was difficult to rashly sort out the mood for people. When he said this, he just clicked and said:

"Brother Zhao is still alone?"

"Yes, my master is elusive. When I remember, I can see such an apprentice as me. It's normal that I can't see you for a year. By the way, why is Brother Cheng missing? It won't be gone?"

Zhao Wuxie searched around and around.

Zuo Lingquan thought about Lao Cheng's Taoist practice and went to the western battlefield to kill the demon king. If he was not lucky, he would probably have started to draw lots for the first time.

"Oh, Lao Cheng and a few friends went to Posazhou, and I don't know what the situation is. Where will Brother Zhao go next?"

Zhao Wuxie looked at the north, hesitated for a moment, shook his head and sighed:

"I was originally going to join in the fun of Qianqiu Yuefu, but today I was hit hard. I will go to Posa Forum to practice for a few more years, so as not to lower the average level of the Sword Immortal in the South Wilderness..."

When Xie Qiutao heard this, her eyes moved and wanted to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Zhao Wuxie chatted for a few moments, and his unfamiliarity that he hadn't seen for many years has diminished a little, and instead joked:

"Brother Zuo is not going to Qianqiu Yuefu to go around? I heard that famous fairies, wives and fairies from various sects will be present, and half of the Huajunzhou Hundred Flowers List will pass..."

Zuo Lingquan had heard of the Hundred Flowers List, but it was nothing more than the beauty list privately arranged by casual cultivators. If it was not true, he shook his head:

"Forget it, I won't be able to do this if I don't go anywhere."?

Tang Jingwen and Xie Qiutao both blinked their eyes, and the meaning in their eyes was Xiao Zuo. If you talk nonsense like this, you will have a knot in your heart.

Zhao Wuxie didn't doubt this. After all, Zuo Lingquan followed Tang Jingyan last time, but now he is still following Tang Jingyan, and he is really dedicated to his love. He patted his forehead and apologized:

"I am vulgar. If Brother Zuo has Fairy Tang in his heart, how could he be interested in other vulgar fans? However, Brother Zuo's style is so uncontrollable that even a man can't control himself. If he went to Qianqiu Yuefu, I wouldn't dare to think about what would happen to those widowed fairies who were like widows and tigers..."
To be continued...