Qin Dongxue took Ling Yun along a secluded path in the south of the village. There were two rows of tall trees on both sides of the path. Each tree trunk was thick and thick, and the tree crowns were tall and dense. They grew densely and intersected above their heads, completely covering the sky above the path. .
Thirty meters further south from here is a river more than ten meters wide, flowing from west to east, the river water is rare and clear.
After coming out of Qin Chunfeng's house, the two of them didn't speak at first, they just walked in silence until after walking a certain distance, Qin Dongxue suddenly spoke, breaking the silence of the night.
She slowed down, looked around at the trees on the side of the road, and finally raised her head to look at the crown above her head: "This kind of tree is called Guohuai. It is the most common in central Shaanxi and southern Shaanxi. It is the city tree of Xi'an."
"But in terms of age, these two rows of trees are the oldest in Shaanxi. The youngest tree here is over 300 years old. After the original tree died, my ancestors of the Qin family refilled it. planted."
Consciously or unintentionally, Qin Dongxue actually told Ling Yun about the history of ancient Qin Village.
Ling Yun nodded. He was not surprised at all, because the ancient Qin village has a history of more than two thousand years, and it has been guarding Qin Shihuang's mausoleum here for generations. It is not surprising that the Qin family has such a historical heritage.
Seeing that Ling Yun didn't reply, Qin Dongxue sighed in her heart, and she simply stopped in her tracks: "Ling Yun, there is really a big difference between how you treat our Qin family and your Ling family."
Ling Yun: "..."
What he said really made Ling Yun unable to answer, Ling Yun thought in his heart, could it be the same
Lingyun's surname is Ling, and returning to Ling's family means returning to his own home. Grandpa and father are blood relatives. Before he recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, Ling Lie asked Cui Lao to send him the inheritance of Ling's family. As soon as he recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, Ling Lie gave him the position of Patriarch of the Ling family. All the affairs of the entire Ling family were decided by Ling Yun alone.
But the Qin family, no matter what, it is impossible to achieve this step.
"It's impossible."
Ling Yun froze for half a minute before saying this.
"Yes, there is no way, so no matter how my family treats you, you always treat yourself as a guest."
Qin Dongxue said quietly.
Ling Yun smiled and said: "It's not like what you said, I think, as long as the things that should be done can't be delayed."
Qin Dongxue frowned and said, "But, I always feel very awkward seeing you at the wine table."
"Ha ha… "
Ling Yun laughed happily: "Then what do you want me to do? Do you want me to be like I was in Qingshui City, or be like me in Ling's house in the capital? It's impossible at all."
After a pause, Ling Yun straightened his expression: "Dongxue, actually, things are not what you think. I think everything is quite normal. After all, I have just started contact with these people in your family. If you are not familiar, you are not familiar with them. Rituals cannot be discarded.”
"When I come here a few more times in the future, everyone will be familiar with it, and it will be much better naturally."
With a flash of Ling Yun's figure, he stood in front of Qin Dongxue in an instant, and looked directly at her: "On the contrary, your current appearance reminds me of an idiom."
"What idiom?"
Ling Yun said cautiously: "Uh... a thief... a guilty conscience?!"
"Stinky boy, you fart!"
Qin Dongxue had a pretty face on Feixia, she turned her face on the spot and kicked Ling Yun!
"hey-hey… "
Ling Yun quickly avoided with a smile.
"Be honest, where did Xing Chen and Xian'er go? Why didn't they come back with you?"
Qin Dongxue followed Ling Yun and asked.
"My mother called Xing Chen back to the main altar of the Demon Sect, and there may be something to explain to her; Xian'er is currently practicing in closed-door training at the Huoyan Mountain."
Ling Yun did not forget to tell Qin Dongxue what happened after she left through voice transmission.
"Flame Mountain? Which Flame Mountain?!"
Qin Dongxue stopped suddenly and asked in surprise.
"Which Flame Mountain could it be? In Journey to the West, Tang Monk and his disciples went to the West to learn scriptures, and the Flame Mountain passed by."
Ling Yun also stopped in front of him. He took out the last Taixu ring and threw it into Qin Dongxue's hand: "By the way, this is for you."
Qin Dongxue took it in her hand, her pretty face flushed again.
The Taixu ring is almost exactly the same as the one Ling Yun is wearing, but the style is obviously for women, and it is slightly narrower than Ling Yun's.
This is the second ring Ling Yun gave her in just one month.
Qin Dongxue was secretly delighted, and quickly asked, "Is this your new refining?"
"kindness."
Ling Yun smiled and said: "This afternoon, in the Huoyan Mountain, a total of three were refined, including one for Xian'er and one for Tie Xiaohu. This one is for you."
"There is a lot of space inside, enough for you to use for a long time, hurry up and put it on."
Qin Dongxue glanced at Ling Yun: "You have a conscience!"
However, when she really confessed the Lord with a drop of blood and put on the Taixu Ring, she really realized how strong Ling Yun's conscience really is.
"and this."
After Qin Dongxue was pleasantly surprised, with a move of Ling Yun's mind, he took out another silver flying sword and handed it to Qin Dongxue.
"This flying sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon, made from the flying swords of Kunlun disciples as raw materials; you left too fast that day, so I didn't have time to give it to you."
Qin Dongxue loves to use swords the most, and also likes white. Seeing this top-quality flying sword at the moment, she couldn't put it down immediately.
swipe swipe...
Then she got started very quickly, using her divine sense to urge the flying sword to change in size, shuttle back and forth around her like lightning, and finally stepped on the flying sword, three feet off the ground, and flew with the sword.
brush!
Finally, Qin Dongxue stopped in front of Ling Yun. She pulled out the dragon sword from her waist, looked it over carefully for a long time, then gritted her teeth and gave it to Ling Yun.
"Back to you!"
This is of course the soft dragon sword that Ling Yun gave Qin Dongxue back then, but now he knows that this sword is actually Yin Jiuyou's White Dragon Sword.
"I don't lack weapons, you can just use them, why give them back to me?"
What Ling Yun doesn't lack most now is magic weapons.
"You got this sword from the Tiankeng. It was your chance. How could I want it? I said it a long time ago, and I will definitely return it to you."
Qin Dongxue said seriously: "Also, this sword is in my hand. Although I can use it and control it to fly, I can't always handle it well. That feeling is more like it is flying with me, rather than me controlling it. fly."
Ling Yun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
What kind of person he is, you can understand it as soon as you hear it. There is only one reason why Qin Dongxue feels this way, and that is that the rank of Bailong Shenjian is too high to recognize her as the master.
But Ling Yun remembered that when he was fishing for Dujie on Turtle Island, the White Dragon Excalibur flew into the sky by itself and helped him fight against Jiucai Jieyun.
Obviously, it is impossible for Qin Dongxue to communicate with Bailong Shenjian.
"Also."
Thinking of this, Ling Yun no longer refuses, and raises his hand to take the White Dragon Excalibur, and puts it in the Taixu Ring.
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