Prince,Goodbye

Finally, xuanhanxi still did not return to the misty mountain with the condensation moon.

Of course, he didn't go camping out of town.

After all, Cong Yue is Rong Yunhe's Apprentice. She is all the inns in the city. She can't accommodate the guests because of its full capacity. She can also find a place to live in. It's impossible for people to lay a floor under her eyelids.

But in the face of the condensation month arranged accommodation, xuanhanxi also did not have any special expression, just nodded lightly, said a very indifferent "thank you".

"Well You should have a good rest first. " In fact, Cong Yue didn't want to stay, but she left.

When she returned to the misty mountain, Xie's accusation had already been tried very clearly.

In fact, although this woman is the ancient elder's person, but in addition to this time to deal with the condensation month, slightly ruthless, there is no fault on weekdays.

Moreover, she is a top-grade pharmacist, refining for the misty mountain do not know how many pills.

This time, if it was not for the demon who deliberately named her name to humiliate the people in the cultivation world before she left, it would be the final confirmation that the vice hall leader Xie killed people on purpose, but in fact, he could not convict her much.

"Back?"

In Tongtian hall, Rong Yunhe is sitting in a dangerous position with a jade slip in front of him.

His palm moved, a message from the encounter jumped out, into the form of text, appeared in the air on a mirage.

Condensation month originally wanted to say hello to him. Seeing that he was busy, she prepared to withdraw silently.

"Come in."

Just turned around, left the pace has not stepped out, the old but not lost the sound of strong, from behind sounded: "come in."

Condensing a little hesitated on the main hall.

However, she did not look at the mirage in the air all the time. She just looked at her nose and her heart.

"No problem, it's just a little thing. There's nothing to avoid."

Rong Yunhe browses the contents of the slide glass at a glance, writes something in the jade slips in his hand, and switches to the next message.

Condensation month does not answer, also still does not look to jade slips.

Seeing this, Rong Yunhe was helpless: "you really don't have to be taboo. I've been the leader of this misty mountain for a long time. Your talent is good, and your brain is flexible. There is hope that the misty mountain will continue to develop. So it's no harm for you to get in touch with these things in advance. "

"No Condensing the month, a face disdain: "I do not want to contact, this life will not contact."

Let Yunhe switch the information hand for a meal, the old face is full of displeasure: "you girl, do you know how many people covet my position as the patriarch? They don't even want it. Now I want to pass it on to you. Are you so perfunctory? "

The look of indignation on that face, every subtle expression is accusing.

Accuse Cong Yue of not knowing the goods.

Cong Yue was not in a good mood and didn't want to talk to the old man: "in this world, except money, there is no other thing that everyone likes and wants to occupy."

"Hey! You girl, how can you compare my position of master of misty mountain with vulgar money? "

Rong Yunhe's face is green.

Can you buy this seat with money?

Don't say it's the throne of the misty mountain. Even if it's a secular emperor's seat, it's not measurable by money at all!

Cong Yue smiles: "master, don't argue. It's meaningless. You just need to know that I don't like this seat, and I'm not suitable for this seat. Elder martial brother is more suitable than me."

This is very frank and relaxed, without any reluctance.

Rong Yunhe is a little stuffy, but he also knows the nature of condensing the moon.

She disdains lying.

If he really wants to take this seat, he will argue with you openly, instead of saying anything. I'm not interested in it.

Of course, if he insisted on putting the seat in her hands, it would be another matter.

"Hum!" Although he understood this, Rong Yunhe was still very depressed.

He finally found such a suitable successor. He was not only gifted, but also had a good mind. He was able to deal with the guns and arrows from all directions

As a result, this seat is not rare.

Really, he's pissed off.

"Master, I'm not here to talk nonsense to you."

Think of their purpose here, condensation month is not ready to waste time.

Nonsense

It seems to her that the decision of the future successor of misty mountain is nonsense?!

Rong Yunhe wants to vomit blood.

Ouch, ouch.

I really want to vomit blood.

Cong Yue pretended not to see the convulsion on his old face, and said the purpose of his next visit: "master, have you heard of the name of Yinming tower?""Never heard of it!" Rong Yunhe was angry, and the consequences were very serious.

He throws the pen, arms in his arms, and his face I don't want to cooperate with you.

The condensation of the moon's mouth.

Carefully observing the expression on the old man's face, she saw that he had no other superfluous emotions, such as surprise and fear, besides being depressed. She was secretly worried about it, and she was ready to leave: "since you don't know, that's fine."

With that, she turned and left.

"Hi, you stinky girl!" Let Yunhe be angry.

He was just angry and wanted to be coaxed by his little apprentice.

As a result, the score of this little apprentice is bigger than that of him!?

"Anything else?"

Unexpectedly, Cong Yue didn't eat him at all, and his expression of indifference and impatience was just like watching a child who was making trouble without reason.

Rong Yunhe was suddenly defeated.

What an apprentice this is!

Although he knows that her psychological age is not only 16 years old, and may be comparable to a middle-aged person in her 40s and 50s, but

Forty or fifty years old, in front of his old man, that's also a child, OK?

How can there be such a bad tempered and hard child who doesn't give him face!

He was tired at last and didn't want to make any more trouble. He recovered his usual serious expression: "who is the silver hell tower? Why do you ask others?"

With his understanding of the little apprentice, the general dregs could not enter her eyes.

Even if it's a master like magic spirit emperor, she doesn't necessarily come to ask him in person.

It must not be some kind of cat and dog to let her come and ask himself.

"You don't know the name of Yinming tower?" Condensation month was surprised at first, but soon she understood.

This guy might have used a pseudonym.

After thinking about it, she turned her wrist, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and drew the outline of a person on it.

Soon, a simple stroke of Yinming tower is on the paper.

"Wow! What kind of painting is this? " Let the cloud crane be shocked.

In this era, people like to use brush. Whether in the Empire or in the cultivation world, the writing tools used are the same, and the painting method is also the same.

Therefore, seeing the painting method and the effect of condensation moon, rongyun crane was immediately shocked.

"That's not the point, ok..."

For this old man who always can't grasp the key point, the condensation month is helpless.

She even wanted to pry the old man's brain to see what was in it.

As the leader of one of the three major sects, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending the cultivation world. Can the old man be a little conscious.

"Cough All right

Disliked by his apprentice, Rong Yunhe does not feel shameless, but still follows the good and turns his attention to the painting itself.

"Eh This guy is a little familiar. "

The silver hell building is very special, especially the elegant temperament of the vampire aristocrat, which is unforgettable.

Condensation month believe, but anyone who has seen him, will not forget his appearance.

"But..."

After coming out of the desk, Rong Yunhe took a brush and inked the painting for a moment. Then he nodded with satisfaction: "in this way, this person will be more familiar with."

Cong Yue was surprised to see the change on the painting paper. Rong Yunhe painted a mask on half of the face of Yinming tower.

After a moment's pause, the old man painted a piece of enchanting pattern on the shoes of Yinming tower.

"Well, it's better."

The frozen moon was stunned.

Because, Rong Yunhe flower pattern, she has seen.

But, not in whose shoes, but in a person's face

"Are you sure that these things you painted appeared on the masked man?"

The mask and the lotus flower are obviously exclusive to Yaoxing.

The silver hell building, on the surface, is clean.

Although these two people have identical facial features, they are not confused as long as they are not blind.

Rong Yunhe is such an expert that his eyes are deceived and his perception will not be deceived.

After all, the two brothers had totally different breath.

"Master, I've been a rival to this guy for thousands of years. Of course, I can't make a mistake."

Rong Yunhe expressed his dissatisfaction with the suspicion of the condensation moon. "Make complaints about this guy after asking

," he asked. Did he find you

Cong Yue doesn't talk, just looks at him.

Look at her.

When she went to the free city, although it was JoAnn of the mission Hall who tried to make her die, she clearly reported it to the old man.Moreover, the old man has private estate in free town and knows what she was chased

Does he know, then, that the master of the free city is the one who was framed by his few strokes?

"What do you think I do?" The crane was a little bit empty hearted, but he thought he did not show the mountains and the water.

Condensation month smiled: "master, you know, I am not afraid of desperate, more afraid of for the people I respect and care for desperately."

"Even if there is a sea of knives and mountains in front of me, as long as I care about people, I can go ahead without hesitation."

"If Don't play me like a fool! "

After that, she turned around and left the temple in anger.

Let the crane in the back of the cloud how to shout, she did not turn back.