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Zhongzhou land, an ancient city residence.

Bustling streets, people's figure, flow, endless stream, shouting, pace sound, horse's hoof sound, all kinds of noise gathered together.

Not long after, a young man stepped into the street, crying, sad.

The man looks young, about 17 years old. He is dressed in white clothes, almost dyed gray by sand dust. There are several holes and patches on his clothes. He looks dusty.

The face, which was slightly immature and shy, was dirty, dark, and a little messy, like the homeless man.

Hearing the cry, people in the street looked sideways in surprise. The person who was 17 years old was not a child any more. He was crying so sad.

Drive!

The carriage team came from the other side of the street, and the speed was not very fast. On the street, people gave in one after another. Only the man was stunned for a moment.

Far away, the leading coachman also noticed the man, with his eyes wide open, hastily controlling the speed of the horse.

Finally, the carriage stopped.

The coachman glared at him and roared, "do you want to die?"

The man was stunned and stopped crying. He looked at him blankly.

The coachman was furious and raised his hand, which was a slap in the face. It was fierce and resolute.

Pen!

Without thinking about it, the man waved his sword, his sword Qi was rippling, and he shot forward, blocking the slap.

Seeing this, the coachman was more angry. He just wanted to use the big attack to kill the person in front of him. Unexpectedly, a voice came from the carriage: "let him come."

The coachman was so stiff that he couldn't help saying, "Miss, this man stopped the bus on the street. Maybe he was planning something wrong, or..."

In the carriage, the man's tone was indifferent: "then take him back, I want to judge."

The coachman sighed and waved his hand. Several tall men came out of the line behind him. They were all Taifu's, and they tied up the down and down man three or five times.

After a few minutes, the carriage team slowly left.

The people behind, however, began to talk, because someone recognized that the carriage came from the Wen family. In addition, with the sound from the carriage, it was almost certain that the person sitting in the carriage was the contemporary Princess Wen.

This is a poor princess.

The crowd shook their heads, and the discussion faded away.

The frustrated man was taken away, but on the way, he did not forget to cry, anyway, crying more sad.

Poof!

The fist directly smashed down, the man in front of a black, then fainted.

When he wakes up, he is in a hall with all kinds of delicious food on the table. There is also a beautiful woman sitting above, looking at him calmly.

Also neglect to see the beauty, see the food, gobble up.

Half an hour later, his ferocious eating style slowly eased down. He looked around at the side of snacks and the women above.

He is very good-looking, slender, white skin, with a delicate facial features, willow like eyebrows, the pair of black and clear pupil, very romantic.

Even if her dress is very ordinary, it is difficult to hide, that kind of real Zhong Tianzhi is beautiful, summed up in three words, quiet, elegant, but also immortal.

And, somehow, he had a sense of familiarity.

Seeing him stop, Wen Yuqing said, "what's your name?"

The man looked at her, probably attracted by her temperament, appeared a little abrupt, dry cough a few times, shifted his eyes, replied: "my name is Qingyang."

Wen Yuqing asked again, "where are you from?"

Qingyang opened his eyes wide and hesitated. Obviously, he didn't want to answer this question, or he was worried.

Wen Yuqing was clear and asked again, "look at your dusty appearance. Did you come from a far away place? Are there any relatives here? Do you have any friends? Or simply come out to experience? "

Qingyang still speechless, looking around.

Wen Yuqing sighed: "are you afraid? If I had to kill you, I would have

I think so.

Qingyang reveals his thoughts.

She went on to say, "can you do the same thing you did on the street once?"

Qingyang shook his head: "no, but I can tell you that I really came to look for someone, but I can't find it, and I don't know where to find it. AI I

Wen Yuqing frowned and stared at him: "what are you doing?"

It seems to think of something, Qingyang looks sad again, eyes red: "I am very worried about my elders, senior brothers, when I came out, they were preparing for a war, came a lot of people, are very strong, heard that there is God King, I don't know what to do, the teacher asked me to come out to find people."

It's warm, rainy and sunny.

He said again, anxious almost to cry: "but I can't find it."Because the elder wanted to fight, his life and death were uncertain, and it was difficult to guarantee his safety. Therefore, he was sent out for a reason.

Maybe, he knew it was just an excuse, a reason, but he left.

Perhaps, this is not an excuse and reason, but the elders really have orders.

Whatever the reason, he always left, so he was worried and sad.

Wen Yuqing asked again, "do you have a senior brother? Surnamed Qin, and a senior brother named Li Yi? Is that right? "

Eh?

Qingyang is stunned, open big eyes, tightly staring at her.

After seeing his emotional reaction, Wen Yuqing was also excited. His heart was full of waves and his eyes were fixed on Qingyang: "you are from zhanzhou in the south, the capital of shangguo, and Hongxing college. You are a disciple of the Fifth Academy of Sciences, and your teacher is the dean? You have a senior brother named Qin Meng and another named Li Yi. Tell me how long have you been away from the capital? "

Qingyang is in a daze. I really can't understand that there will be such a woman on the remote land of Zhongzhou who is familiar with their red star college. Even his two senior brothers can accurately say that.

Finally, in his consternation, he uttered two words: "two years."

Two years?

The first year after she left.

Wen Yuqing is silent.

There are many strong men and the king of God

It was the same time since the last letter raft was sent.

Qingyang looked at her: "who are you? How do you know? "

Wen Yuqing did not speak. He immediately held his finger print, and a green lotus blossomed. This is a seven inch green lotus, belonging to the art of the Fifth Academy. Only the disciples of the Fifth Academy can practice.

Qingyang was stunned again. His eyes were red and he said, "elder martial sister, Wuwu Are you the second elder martial sister

She shook her head: "I'm not your second elder martial sister, but it's your other elder martial sister. My name is Wen Yuqing. Later, you can call me elder martial sister Wen."

Hearing the name, his eyes shrank like thunder.

Two years ago, in Li Yi's room, on the simple wooden table, he saw the three words "Wen Yuqing". At that time, he asked who Wen Yuqing was, but the latter did not answer.

But at that time, he felt Li Yi's sadness and strong missing.

Although he is still young, he also knows what love is and naturally understands the meaning of those three words for Li Yi.

Now, seeing the person in front of you, all the questions are solved.

A long time later, Qingyang came back to his senses and put away all his sadness. Instead, he was overjoyed and excited. He wanted to rush up and hold Wen Yuqing and kiss him.

Wen Yuqing said, "tell me what happened at that time."

At present, Qingyang straightened his mind and began to tell the story of what happened two years ago.

Two hours passed.

The green sun stopped and sighed.

Wen Yuqing was silent, that slender hands, tightly held, calm eyes full of strong worry, and missing, and finally, all the emotions are quietly into the heart.

For a long time, she said, "do you want to continue looking for your senior brothers and sisters?"

Qingyang shook his head: "I don't know."

She added, "do you want to go back?"

Qingyang replied, "if you want to, you can dream."

Hearing this, she laughed.