Sikong Yijun just stared at Qiankun blankly, with a satisfied smile on his face, saying nothing, letting Qiankun hold her jade hand and move forward. At this time, Sikong Yijun had truly believed in Qiankun and obeyed
his opinion.
When the two of them came to a sea of flowers, the world stopped.
"How about it? Do you like it?" Qiankun pointed to a field of orchids in front of him, then picked off an orchid and handed it to Sikong Yijun, "This is a sea of orchids."
"I thought it was a sea of roses." Sikong Yijun muttered softly with his mouth flattened, his face turned rosy, and he pretended to be unhappy.
"Be good." Qiankun put the orchid in Sikong Yijun's hair, stroked her slender hair with his hands, and said, "In the future, I will give you a sea of roses, even bigger than this!"
When Sikong Yijun heard this, he immediately became happy and said: "Really?"
"Of course." Qiankun smiled and scratched Sikong Yijun's nose with his finger.
Sikong Yijun shrank his head in great satisfaction and smiled charmingly. Then he took out a piece of jade from his arms. The front of the jade was engraved with lovesick red beans, and the back was engraved with the image of weeping willows facing the wind. It seems to be the meaning of this jade.
It was quite special to her. Sikong Yijun's eyes became much gentler when he looked at it. She rubbed Peiyu with love on her face, smiled at Peiyu with satisfaction, and took it in front of Qiankun.
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Qiankun looked at this crystal clear heart-shaped jade and felt curious in his heart.
"You gave me a sea of flowers, so I can't be stingy, right?" Sikong Yijun smiled slyly, and then said, "This little thing is called Lingxi. It is my favorite treasure. It was left by my mother.
Mine. My mother said that this piece of jade can be divided into two parts. One part is the lovesick red bean for myself, and the other part is the weeping willow part for the person I love in the future. This symbolizes the loyal and immortal love between the two.
It’s absolutely impossible to make do with it.”
After that, Mr. Sikong Yi took off the half of the ornament that represented the weeping willow facing the wind and handed it to Qiankun.
"Nuo, here you go." Sikong Yijun held the pendant and looked at Qiankun with a smile.
"Do you have telepathy?" Qiankun took the half of the jade, kept it deep in his arms, and sighed with emotion: "I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix in my body, but I have telepathy in my heart!"
Qiankun faced Sikong Yijun, the light in his eyes stared at her for a long time, and said affectionately: "Jun'er, I will definitely stick to this promise about us! With you,
I will protect you with this feeling for the rest of my life!"
"I believe in you! I know you will, hee hee, of course, the promise requires both of us to complete it together!" Sikong Yijun looked at the world with tender eyes, smiled, and said firmly.
After staring at each other for a long time, the two smiled at each other, hugged each other, and did not separate for a long time.
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The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, but the dark clouds are lingering near the sun, seeming to encroach on the sun's position. Even though the dark clouds are deliberately blocking the sun, the sun is still very hot and makes people breathless.
Get angry.
"Kun'er, it's time for us to leave." Qian Jiutian said to Qiankun who was enjoying the shade under the tree.
"Okay." Qiankun stood up immediately, spit out the pitcher plant in his mouth, and followed closely.
It was almost afternoon, and the sun was no longer so strong. Now, Qiankun and his son were on their way to Fengying Village. However, at this moment, Qiankun was immersed in the tenderness he had just had with Sikong Yijun in the Zimo Forest, and he didn't realize it.
Suddenly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
But Qian Jiutian's face remained gloomy, and he kept looking ahead, not looking at the universe.
The two of them walked slowly like this, not saying much to each other. After the great joy, Qiankun began to think calmly, and at this time, he also began to worry about Qian Jiutian.
In fact, Qiankun originally wanted Qian Jiutian to lose the game on purpose. However, based on Qian Jiutian's character of fighting against heaven and earth, he probably wouldn't allow it.
Qiankun sighed secretly, feeling that his father's situation was different now.
He had never seen any big winds or waves before, but he had always faced them calmly, and now...he couldn't find any shadow of his father before.
Qiankun turned his head slightly and saw Qian Jiutian with a gloomy face. At this moment, his heart felt as if he had been stabbed by an ice pick, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
His father shouldn't be like this...
At this moment, some disputes broke out ahead, which attracted Qiankun's attention.
Even Gan Jiutian, who had been silent, looked slightly sideways.
"You're a half-dead old man. You drink my wine without asking me to pay you, and you tell me my fortune. What a shame!" A sinister-faced wine shop owner, with his belly exposed, looked at the old man squatting on the ground. He yelled and cursed fiercely.
The old man had a dusty face, and his clothes were in tatters, disheveled, and in a state of embarrassment. Coupled with the crowd, Qiankun didn't see clearly what the old man looked like, so he squeezed forward.
"Haha...haha, you are a ignorant person. I told you the secret of heaven with good intentions, but you repay kindness with evil, alas!" the old man said with a face full of disappointment.
The boss of Jiulong glared again, and immediately gritted his teeth and said: "You! You are talking nonsense, what kind of bullshit secrets are you talking about? I think you are deceiving the public with your lies, guys! Call me quickly!"
The boss of the wine shop pointed at the old man, and was so angry that his whole body trembled with the movements of his hands.
"In the future, you will be nothing more than a poor person whose family has been broken up and separated from your relatives."
The old man still refused to give up.
"You!" The boss was completely irritated, his scalp was numb and he was shaking as he said, "This old man is still arguing so hard, give me a beating! If you beat him to death, you will save yourself a lot of trouble!"
After saying that, the guys behind the boss who were tending the bar finally approached the old man. Each of them had a fierce look on their face, staring at the old man blankly with ferocious eyes.
Without breathing a breath, the old man fell to the ground and was beaten by a group of people. The old man screamed, but it was of no avail and could only cause more violent storms of beatings.
"Let's go Kun'er." Qian Jiutian said, "This is Fengying Village's business, we can't control it."
Qiankun sighed and followed his father's footsteps. But when he looked back at the old man, he suddenly stopped in panic.
The old man turned out to be the crazy old man I met on Qingshi Street that night! Even the clothes were exactly the same!
The coldness on Qiankun's body suddenly spread from his heels to Tianling Gai, and his feet were as heavy as lead and could not move. He stopped and looked at the crazy old man, with indescribable surprise and confusion in his eyes.
Qian Jiutian frowned and did not go to recruit Qiankun. He thought that Qiankun could not bear to watch the old man being beaten and ignored him.
"Haha, cough." The old Taoist stood up in embarrassment, and everyone took a step back. He patted the dirt on his body, with a gloomy smile on his lips.
"Do you know how many years I have been waiting for you?" The old Taoist looked at Qiankun. This sentence seemed to be addressed to Qiankun, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
Qiankun was actually in tears at this moment. In a daze, he felt that the old Taoist in front of him was an emperor who looked down on all the heroes and was proud of the world. At this moment, he felt a strong sense of intimacy and respect for the crazy old Taoist.
"It's not important anymore. What you once carried on your back now has to be lifted up, right? Kun Min?" the old Taoist said desolately.
Kun Min? It's him again. Who is this person mentioned by the crazy old Taoist? Qian Kun was shocked.
"Stop escaping, the times are waiting for your changes!"
Qiankun's eyes were trembling. Finally, he saw the crazy old Taoist hit his head against the extremely hard Yunlan wooden pillar. His head suddenly gushed out, blood flowed and he fell to the ground with his last breath.
No……!
How could this happen, that I would feel sad when I saw him die? Qiankun couldn't figure out what his emotions were like now. He just felt more and more depressed, and felt that the world around him was dark.
Everyone was horrified, including the boss of Jiulong. He opened his eyes wide and slurred his words as he panicked and explained to the surrounding people: "Look, look... I didn't kill him. I didn't kill this man. He hit him himself." Yes, don’t blame me!”
"Kun'er?" Qian Jiutian stepped forward and patted Qiankun's shoulder and asked, "Do you recognize him?"
"I don't recognize it." Qiankun calmed down his turbulent emotions.
"Then the person he was talking about..."
"I don't know that person either. Maybe this old man is a lunatic, right?" Qiankun really didn't know who this "Kun Min" was. He remembered hearing him mention it when he first met the crazy old man. this name.