“Who is this person you’re talking about?” Qiu Yutong couldn’t help but ask. Xiao Wu looked at him quietly, his eyes were heavy, and finally shook his head, “It’s just speculation.” Qiu Yutong asked a few more questions, but Xiao Wu still refused to speak, so he had to give up. That night, Qiu Yutong slept on the hard bed …

“What kind of person is this? Why is his blood…” Qiu Yutong wrinkled his brow and looked at the wounded man in black on the ground with some doubt in his mind. The man in black was a middle-aged man with a waxy, puffy face, and at this moment, his bloodshot eyes were glaring at Qiu Yutong. He struggled, squirming …

Qiu Yutong stayed for a while, but in the end he still stepped forward. He saw an old man sitting cross-legged under the white wall, telling a story to a group of children. This old man was short and skinny, with white eyes; he was obviously a blind man – Qiu Yutong reconfirmed that he was not mistaken, this man …

Xie Wanting soon found out about Qiu Yutong’s invitation to Xiao Wu to go to Nanshan Temple with North Snow City. The Lord of North Snow City seemed to be very unimpressed by this but did not say much. Bai Hanyuan, as usual, didn’t react. It was Sang Lingxi who teased Qiu Yutong, “Little Junior Brother, since when do you …

Xie Wanting frowned deeply, “The three worlds reunited? Fellow Daoist Xiao, what do you mean?” Qiu Yutong looked at Xiao Wu and was a little puzzled. Xiao Wu was silent for a moment, then shook his head, “I’m just mentioning it casually.” “Yutong, it’s better for your guest to pay attention to his words,” Xie Wanting said lightly, looking rather …

“Was she a child servant too? You both, you both worked for the same big family?” Qiu Yutong wondered. “Of course not.” Xiao Wu smiled lightly, “He was from a noble family, and at that time, he was the unattainable cloud in the sky, and I was the mud on the ground.” ” So it’s like this,” Qiu Yutong nodded, …

“Yuelin, don’t be rude!” Qiu Yutong reprimanded in a low voice. “Oh.” Chen Yuelin kept quiet reluctantly, his eyes still narrowed at the man, looking very unconvinced. The man completely ignored Chen Yuelin, his dark phoenix eyes only stared at Qiu Yutong, and his voice was very soft, “Young master, I really have nowhere to go.” Qiu Yutong hesitated for …

Chen Yuelin said vaguely as he ate the cinnamon cake, “Shizun, you should drink the soup too, this hibiscus and lotus seed soup should be drunk while it is hot, it is very warming.” “En,” Qiu Yutong nodded absentmindedly, picked up the blue and white porcelain compote in front of him and took a small sip, “It’s good.” Chen Yuelin …

As soon as the youth’s voice fell, he seemed to feel that he was a little too abrupt, and stammered and explained, “I, I didn’t mean that, I’m not such a casual person. I just said, if you help me this time, I will help you in the future… I have heard from others that a person being a  cauldron …

“Really, there are many good candidates this time!” Sang Lingxi described in graphic detail the young master of the Chen family’s mutant spirit root, and the young lady of the Xu family’s heavenly spirit root, but Qiu Yutong was still bewildered as he looked at his lips that were opening and closing, his whole body in a daze.  Gradually, Sang …