Chapter 11 Ouyang Jingsong

The years are wasted and the road is far away, but who can be proud of it in the past?

"Hehe... The little doll's cultivation is pretty good. What year is it now? I have been framed for so many years. How is the outside world? How is that bastard Hong Lian doing now?" Song Wan heard a soft murmur at the end of the tunnel, but

Unable to hear clearly what was said, she turned around and saw a somewhat unhappy look on her master's face.

After so many years of respect, this was the first time someone called him a little doll. But he couldn't help it. The person in front of him was indeed qualified to call him a little doll. A wry smile appeared on Qingshui's face.

Maybe Songwan and the others couldn't see clearly, but Qingshui could clearly see what kind of existence was at the end of the tunnel. It had been sealed for thousands of years and was still immortal. He could still survive in this closed space. It would have been possible for an ordinary person.

His energy has long been exhausted or his spirit has collapsed. In some ways, Qingshui still admires this old man.

Why do you say he is an old man? Because although you can tell that he is a man, all his hair has fallen out and his body is very dry and without a trace of moisture. The pair of scarlet eyes that I saw just now are a snake wrapped around the old man's body. Although his body is not

It’s big but absolutely no one dares to underestimate it.

"Little baby, come here and let me go. I will thank you very much."

This time Song Wan heard it clearly and raised her head to look at Qing Shui, "He doesn't seem to have any ill intentions."

Everyone moved forward slowly, but unexpectedly, the snake on the old man's body became restless. The old man drank to stop the phoenix-scaled snake that was about to move. Qing Shui walked up to the old man and performed a birth ceremony. Logically speaking, the old man was the recipient of the gift.

Yes, but the old man was not happy, "Am I very old? Are you saluting me like this?"

Before Qing Shui could say anything, Song Wan, who was a little frustrated, had already taken out a small mirror and handed it directly to the old man, "Grandpa, take a look for yourself!"

The old man looked at himself in the mirror and was speechless for a long time. After a while, he burst into a roar that shook the sky: "Old thief Hong Lian, I will fight with you until death!"

Countless birds were frightened, and the old man seemed to have lost all his strength after roaring and did not make a sound again. Qing Shui approached the old man but was attacked by the snake. Qing Shui must have advanced cultivation or else he fell to a beast and got angry.

Qing Shui discovered that the old man had just been sealed for too long without replenishing his spiritual energy and had lost strength. He felt that the old man had no ill intentions and did not look like a treacherous person. Qing Shui thought about it secretly, took out a piece of fairy jade with his left hand, and put his right hand on the old man's left hand.

On the shoulder of the next layer of skin, Xianyu and Qingshui's right hands immediately began to glow faintly.

The old man is now more like a pitiful man. His body has been deprived for too long and is like a bottomless pit. Qing Shui has no choice but to spend piece after piece of fairy jade to replenish the old man's extremely weak body. At this time, he really admires the person in front of him.

, maybe it was really time for him to run out of gas, and if he hadn't unlocked the seal himself, he might not have been able to hold on much longer.

Song Wan watched the pieces of fairy jade in her master's hands turning into powder one after another. Her face was distressed but she didn't dare to say anything. The old man's body functions were slowly recovering. Qing Shui withdrew his hand, and the old man slowly sat up cross-legged to meditate and practice Qi.

, Songwan and others waited quietly.

The old man's skin began to plump up like a balloon, and black hair grew on his head. Song Wan's eyes widened when she saw it, and the old man was no longer an old man.

He has a jade-like face, a handsome and handsome figure, and a tall figure. He has almost recovered. He stood up and stretched his muscles. "Although the gap is too big compared to the victory period, I finally saved a life. Hahahaha, Hong Lian, I will definitely do it."

Revenge, beauties, I, Ouyang Jingsong, am back!"

Although his voice was as beautiful as jade, the words he spoke really made everyone wipe their hands with cold sweat. It would be better for this person not to speak, so as not to damage his image.

"Hong Lian? I don't seem to have heard of this name. Who is the senior?" This person's surname was Ouyang. Song Wan began to connect him with the master's heartless friend. Could it be that he was from the same family?

The more I think about it, the more I feel like he has the same rude temper. The appearance is also somewhat similar. I will ask that disrespectful old guy later if he has any ancestors named Jingsong.

"What time is it now? The era of Emperor Yu has passed!" the man said, his voice louder than the collision of glass and the jingling of rings.

"The era of Emperor Yu lasted for 13,700 years. After that, the Great Emperor of Heaven appeared. Three hundred years later, for some unknown reason, the ancient times suddenly ended. It was like a breakpoint in history. Nowadays, there is no one above the level of Xuan Zun. It is even more worrying.

Let’s talk about the Heavenly Lord and the Heavenly Emperor.” Song Wan spoke first.

"It's not that there is no Xuan Zun, it's that they have stopped caring about worldly affairs." Qing Shui added.

Ouyang Jingsong was stunned. Has his time passed? It has been so many years! According to Song Wan and others, Hong Lian must have died too, and he is the only one left? The sudden feeling of loneliness made him

He is a little lonely, but he is obviously an optimist.

Seeing the cute Songwan bullying his half-dead snake, he pulled Songwan over and rubbed her chubby cheeks hard several times. Songwan could not escape his clutches and could only keep fighting.

He snorted and looked at his master for help. Qing Shui calmly pulled Song Wan to his side, and protected him behind him with Apeng, and asked: "Senior, what are your plans for the future?"

Ouyang Jingsong stopped angrily. "Plan? Well, let's go out first and see if we can find my descendants. According to you, it has been thousands of years ago. I don't know if I can still find them! I think of my descendants back then.

My family is also a well-known one, but I am an evil cultivator and the family cannot tolerate it and expelled me, but I don’t hate it! This is my choice!"

Ouyang Jingsong paused, as if he was immersed in boundless memories and deep pain, "After that, I met Hong Lian and wandered around the world together. During this period, Hong Lian and I fell in love with her! Later... later we got married.

During the argument, I lost my mind and accidentally killed her, and she died in my arms. Hong Lian held a grudge and had been entangled with me for hundreds of years. In the end

Finally, when I was unprepared for a dispute with others, he attacked me sneakily and sealed me here together with my mount. Although I couldn't go out, my Lin'er could, and attracted people to trigger the seal and try to rescue me.

It found some things for me to keep alive, and we depended on each other. But for some reason, Lin'er couldn't get out even thousands of years ago!"

"Are you an evil cultivator?" This sadness seemed to have infected the restless Song Wan, and she asked softly.

"Yes, I am an evil cultivator, but that is just because of my overbearing skills. I have practiced for so many years and have never killed innocent people indiscriminately, except for her!"

"So senior doesn't know what happened ten thousand years ago?" Qing Shui was disappointed. "What's going on with the piles of bones outside the cave?"

"Although Hong Lian is from a well-known and decent sect, he is a maverick and unpopular among the sect. However, he is a genius. Geniuses will eventually be jealous of others. There are people in our family who don't even envy them.

To harass him, he killed all those people and threw their bones into the cave. Most of the people who came to try to break the seal in later generations probably died here!"

Song Wan sighed, and Ouyang Jingsong also sighed, his tone full of desolation, "There must be some of my descendants among them." Everyone was silent.

Girls are always lively and considerate, not to mention that the person in front of them is a rare handsome man. "Then you come with us!"

The man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. The expression on his face was more authentic than that of Lan Lan, who was actually a fox. "This is actually a good idea."

This made Qing Shui, who had planned to be low-key, frown slightly. This person didn't seem to be a low-key person. But Song Wan was extremely happy, this time it was lively again.

"Little girl, don't call me grandpa from now on, and don't call me uncle or uncle. It makes me old. I'm so handsome and elegant, so you can just call me brother."

Song Wan was speechless for a while. You are older than my master and you still have the nerve to have people call you brother. Thinking like this, Song Wan always felt that something was wrong...

At this time, the phoenix-scaled snake had already woken up. Under the powerful pressure released unconsciously by Qing Shui, the psychic beast could only bow its head and obey. Ouyang Jingsong made it shrink in size and simply sent it to Manchuria.

Song Wan, who looked curious, held it in her hands.
Chapter completed!