Lin Chong was silent for a moment and asked, "What do you want to express?"

"Yes, what do I want to express?"

Meng Qingqiu murmured to himself, and a different meaning was faintly revealed as the phoenix eyes opened and closed: "Maybe, I don't want you to follow in my footsteps."

Lin Chong thought about it and said seriously: "No matter how far you go or how high you stand, I will never forget where I come from. In the final analysis, we are all one of the many beings. Perhaps there is a difference in identity, but there is no distinction between personality."

"The meaning of life depends on whether you live a wonderful life, not on the length of your life."

"A wonderful life, even if it is as short as the ephemeral cereus, is enough to amazed the world. If a mediocre life is, who will remember it even if you live for a long time?"

This is the first time Lin Chong revealed his heart in front of Meng Qingqiu and expressed his outlook on life.

He has always been taciturn and unspeakable, as if he had become Lin Chong's label.

He is willing to listen and adopt other people's opinions, but it does not mean that he does not have his own ideas and persistence.

In fact, it is precisely because he knows what he wants that Lin Chong is unwilling to make it public.

He always believed that action is better than words.

After listening to Lin Chong's story, Meng Qingqiu sat up straight, and a hint of sigh flashed in his eyes.

"There may be a distinction between high and low status, but there is no difference between high and low personality. This sentence is like a bell in the evening, which is deafening."

Meng Qingqiu took off the silver wine pot hanging around her waist, unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of the Wushen wine, and looked a little sighed: "I didn't expect that I have lived for decades, but today I was educated by you, a young boy."

Lin Chong smiled slightly and stopped talking.

What should be said has been finished, so there is no need to continue to add to the slightest amount.

Meng Qingqiu is calm on the surface, but in fact, her heart is already ups and downs.

As the Supreme Elder of Guanghan Sect, Meng Qingqiu's vision and insight are far beyond ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this that she realized how precious it is to be Lin Chong, a person who is in a high position and still keeps his original intentions in mind.

Many talented people are full of passion and lofty ambitions when they are in short order, and take it as their mission to change the world. However, after they become successful, they are all fascinated by glory and wealth.

As the saying goes, it is easy to obtain the original intention, but it is always difficult to keep.

The great power of the warrior belongs to himself, his character is unruly, he commits life and death, he values ​​grudges and resents, he kills people at any time, and at extreme points, even destroys people, becoming a major source of social turmoil.

The stronger the warrior is, the easier it is to despise the law and the easier it is to trample on human life.

In order to manage the group of warriors so that they do not cause too much damage to society, the Martial Alliance came into being, and Du Huaizhen became the Martial Saint of the State.

Now that the title of Zhenguo Martial Saint has disappeared with Du Huaizhen's retreat, who can bear the burden of protecting the martial arts world and the Yanhuang Republic?

Meng Qingqiu was not optimistic about Lin Chong at first, so he didn't do anything else, just because Lin Chong was too young.

But Lin Chong's performance was better than Meng Qingqiu imagined.

Perhaps it was precisely because Lin Chong did it so well that Meng Qingqiu felt a little uneasy.

Many thoughts flashed through Meng Qingqiu's mind.

"What am I worried about doing?"

Meng Qingqiu suddenly realized and smiled: "I have made up my mind to play in the world, enjoy life, and live my own little life well. Why bother with so much?"

Thinking of this, Meng Qingqiu suddenly felt relaxed all over.

Lin Chong didn't know Meng Qingqiu's mental journey, but felt that the other party's expression was different.

It was like removing some kind of burden, and the whole person felt lazy.

Meng Qingqiu retracted her body back to the sofa, her legs overlapped, and her fingers played with the wine pot, and asked casually: "Brother Lin, a wonderful life cannot be without the embellishment of love. When are you going to go further with A Miao?"

Lin Chong was holding a teacup and drinking water, but he almost choked when he heard this.

"Ahem cough cough cough cough!"

He coughed violently.

Cough is fake, but the problem of escaping Meng Qingqiu is real.

Which pot doesn’t open, which pot is picked up.

Is this topic shifting too quickly?

It’s obviously talking about life, so why did it involve Su Miao?

"You have known A Miao for a long time, have you?"

Meng Qingqiu stared at Lin Chong with his eyes, and a gentle and kind smile appeared on his face. However, it fell into Lin Chong's eyes, but it was like a devil's smile: "If you can't speak, I can help you become a matchmaker."

"No...no need."

Lin Chong felt that he couldn't resist it, so he waved his hand quickly.

"Don't be polite."

Making Lin Chong is one of Meng Qingqiu's few fun, so she certainly won't let it go easily.

Her lips were full of smiles, her eyes were bright, as if she was about to look into Lin Zhong’s heart: “Brother Lin, you must know that flowers are blooming and you must be broken, don’t wait until there are no flowers to break branches.”

Meng Qingqiu deliberately delayed his tone and his eyes were even more meaningful.

Lin Chong took a deep breath, pretended to pick up the teacup, blocked Meng Qingqiu's extremely penetrating vision, and said in a deep tone: "You once told me that you can cultivate your body through transformation, cultivate your mind through elixir, and cultivate your spirit through gang energy. I deeply agree. For me, the most important thing at the moment is to polish your mind, and other things can only be put aside for the time being."

"Have I said that?"

Meng Qingqiu's face showed a look of surprise.

She thought for a few seconds and sighed distressedly: "Oh, I'm old and have a bad memory."

Seeing Meng Qingqiu talking about her age again, Lin Chong couldn't help but raise his eyes and swept over her beautiful face as bright as jade and wrinkled, feeling speechless.

Grand Master Danjin has a long lifespan, and it is not difficult to live for hundreds of years.

Although Meng Qingqiu has been famous for many years and has a high seniority, she can't see any signs of aging in her. Time only makes her more mature and charming.

"Anyway, I haven't considered the matter you mentioned yet. The affairs of the Wu League are full of things, and one wave has not yet been settled. I have no extra energy to pay attention to my children's personal relationships. Please forgive me." Lin Chong finally calmed down his emotions and said righteously.

Meng Qingqiu stared at Lin Chong for a long time, until Lin Chong was uncomfortable, and then he spit out two words expressionlessly: "Scumbag!"

“…”

"Why did I become a scumbag?"

Lin Chong complained secretly.

As if hearing what Lin Zhong thought, Meng Qingqiu took the pose of a person and taught a lesson earnestly: "You have many confidants, right? Ah Miao, Lu Yin, Guan Yuxin, and that little girl named Jiang. There are several people I know. Are you worthy of your delay like this?"

"Youth is fleeting, beauty grows easily, how many years will a woman have for the most beautiful time? You are the great master of Danjin, and you have the skills to keep your face alive, but youth is always there, but they are not!"

"They can't wait, do you understand?"

Lin Chong was speechless after saying something, especially the last sentence, which made him feel ashamed.

Lin Chong couldn't help but start to reflect, did he really do something wrong?

But he is only in his twenties.
Chapter completed!