Qingxi has a gentle temperament, and is rarely rude to a person, to be exact, she has never been.
She can tolerate many people and many things.
But the only thing that can't tolerate is a liar pretending to be the heir of the king who is trying to deceive Wuseshan.
She is very clear that today's five-color flower meeting is hosted by the old man withered wood, and the old man withered wood has always been full of guilt for the king because of the incident in Daqingshan, and he still can't let it go. It was because of this that he trusted Gu Tiansheng fifty years ago. She didn't want to The old man was deceived again.
Therefore, I had to issue an order to evict the guest.
And Gu Qingfeng.
Nothing but helplessness.
Ever since he learned about Gu Tiansheng, he knew that once his identity was recognized, he would definitely be regarded as a liar.
There is a saying that once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, presumably Wuseshan is also afraid of being deceived.
He glanced at Qingxi, then at Liu Qingyan, shook his head and said, "Sister, I sympathize with and understand how you were deceived by Wuse Mountain back then, but that's all, I'm not a liar, of course , you may not believe it, but it doesn't matter to me whether you believe it or not."
After a pause, he poured a glass of wine with the jug, and continued: "As for me, I only want to see Mr. Withered Wood this time. I have been waiting for so many days. I don't mind waiting a little longer. If I see you today I won't leave until he's home."
As soon as the words fell, the disciples from Five Color Mountain rushed in one after another. It seemed that if Gu Qingfeng didn't leave, they would not let it go.
Seeing this, Gu Qingfeng laughed dumbly, and said: "Do you still want to use force to drive me away or what?"
"We won't use force with you, we just hope you can leave on your own initiative."
"If I don't go."
"Then don't blame our Five Color Mountain for being rude to you."
It was Liu Qingyan who said this, for the sake of Mr. Withered Wood, she didn't mind throwing this liar out.
At this moment, a loud shout came.
"Don't be rude!"
A middle-aged man appeared in response. Many people in the venue knew him. He was also the head of the Eighteen Swords of the Five-color Mountain, Taoist Xuanxin, and the leader of the Five-color Mountain. He even hoped to become the master of the Five-color Mountain in the future.
"Senior brother, he is Gu Qingfeng, the son of Chi Yan, and he also said that he wants to visit Uncle Kumu..."
Daoist Xuanxin interrupted Liu Qingyan before finishing her sentence, and replied: "I know."
"Since you know, why still..."
Taoist Xuanxin didn't respond to her, but took a deep look at Gu Qingfeng, stepped forward and said, "Young Master Chiyan, we meet again."
Gu Qingfeng nodded in response.
It's just that Xuan Xin's words are passed into the ears of Liu Qingyan and others, it seems a little strange, what is meeting again, is it difficult for Xuan Xin to have seen this liar before? And also know his identity? That being the case, why are you still being so polite to him
Just when they were wondering, a group of twenty-three people walked into the garden.
They are all from Wuse Mountain, and they are all Eighteen Swords of Wuse Mountain.
An old man walked in the front.
The old man's hair is gray and he wears a blue robe. He looks a little old, and his face is full of vicissitudes. Although he is a practitioner, he also has spiritual energy on his body, but the spiritual energy is very weak, and anyone can feel it. To the breath of the weak primordial spirit.
Seeing the old man, Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and the others were shocked, because the old man was none other than Deadwood Daoist, one of the nine solitary elders in Five Colors Mountain. The two looked at each other, and they both saw worry in each other's eyes. Without hesitation, he immediately went to salute.
Old Man Deadwood is a senior with high prestige in the Northwest, and he was also one of the best temperament masters back then.
People like Ding Rui and Wei Chaoqun may have come here for Qingxi. However, most of the old guys who have practiced for thousands of years in the arena came for the old man. They all got the news that this was the last event hosted by the old man. After a flower festival, everyone knows that after the flower festival, the old man will live in seclusion completely. , So, this time they came here to see the old man off.
Seeing the old man coming now, everyone saluted and greeted him one after another.
And the old man withered wood also nodded and smiled in response.
here.
Gu Qingfeng didn't drink anymore, and he stood up from his chair after sitting all the time.
He who was leisurely, no longer leisurely, became serious.
He was casual, no longer casual, and became cautious.
He stood and watched too.
The expression was a bit complicated, with self-blame, remorse, and guilt, but after the heartache, there was a tinge of joy and a tinge of rejoicing.
What made him blame himself was that the old man was seriously injured to help him escape from Daqingshan.
What makes him regret is that he has been unable to visit the old man for various reasons since then.
What made him feel guilty was that the old man's injury was very serious. Although the primordial spirit was still there, it was already exhausted, like burning ashes, which would disappear with the wind blowing.
What made him happy was that although the old man's soul was exhausted, other people might not be able to do anything about it, but it didn't mean he didn't have it. It was not difficult for him to help the old man's soul recover.
Therefore, he was very lucky, glad that he was not judged to death by all kinds of heavens, and also glad that he woke up, and even more glad that he could see the old man at this time. If he stayed a few years later, even if he had no way to recover, he would be powerless.
fine.
Everything is in time.
Closing his eyes, Gu Qingfeng took a deep breath, walked forward, and said respectfully: "Younger Gu Qingfeng, I have seen Mr. Deadwood."
Old Man Withered Wood didn't seem surprised, he just stared deeply at Gu Qingfeng.
Daoist Xuanxin next to him said in a deep voice: "Master, he is the young master Chiyan I mentioned to you, Gu Qingfeng."
In the arena, both Liu Qingyan and Qingxi found it incredible. They were all worried that the old man withered wood would trust the liar again, so they kept hiding it. Why did Xuanxin have met the liar a long time ago? Well, what does he care about? Do you still want the old man to be fooled again
"You are the Gu Qingfeng who claims to be the heir of the king?"
Gu Qingfeng looked at the old man, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Exactly."
After the words fell, everyone around pointed at Gu Qingfeng and said that he was a complete liar, so the old man must not believe it, let alone repeat the same mistakes. Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and even the people in Wuse Mountain also tried their best to persuade him with.
During this time, the old man didn't speak, just looked at Gu Qingfeng.
And Gu Qingfeng didn't explain, let alone prove anything.
After a while.
Only then did the old man say: "I heard that you are coming to visit the old man?"
"Well, I passed by here, so I want to visit your old man."
"Is there anything else?"
"Thank you."
"What kind of favor?"
"You were injured to save my master back then. My master didn't have time to visit you back then. It was his life's regret. For this reason, he has always felt guilty in his heart. This time, this junior came here to visit you on behalf of the master. you."
Qingxi's junior sister, Qinglian, stood up and shouted: "Hey, since it's a visit, then you should have seen enough, right? Shouldn't you be leaving?"
"The old man is injured, heal him and I will leave."