"Have you ever been disappointed with Green Bamboo?"

Qin Junqing thought about it seriously, then shook her head: "I am not a qualified mother, so I rarely pay attention to her, let alone feel disappointed."

"The question you just asked proves that you care."

Qin Junqing said: "I always feel that my father is still alive."

Chu Canghai said: "I hope so too."

Qin Junqing nodded: "I'm leaving."

"where you go?"

Qin Junqing said: "You won't care."

Looking at Qin Junqing's back, Chu Canghai felt as if he was lost. Life is like this, and they fall apart as they go. The same goes for relatives, who disappear as they go.

Qin Junqing looked at the ginkgo tree in Shuiyue Temple. She had decided to leave. This was her last time here. The ginkgo tree looked particularly old in winter. When she looked up, she could only find a few remaining leaves on the branches.

I have lost the splendor and golden color of autumn. I remember that in late autumn, the golden trees were full of poetry and dreams. But now the dream is gone, and the poem is only left with bitterness.

Qin Junqing reached out and touched the tree trunk with crisscrossed ravines, as if stroking her own heart. Her life became a joke.

A strange female voice came from behind: "Do you want to leave?"

Qin Junqing's heart sank. She thought she was the only one in Shuiyue Temple. When did the other party come? Did she hide in Shuiyue Temple before she did, or did her arrival surpass her perception?

Qin Junqing turned around and looked around, only to see a graceful and graceful woman standing at the courtyard gate. Although there was a smile on her face, the smile made people feel distant from the bottom of her heart.

Qin Junqing said: "Who are you? I don't think I have seen you before."

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Huang Chunxiao."

Qin Junqing tried hard to search for this name in his memory.

Huang Chunxiao said: "My husband is Lin Chaolong." She is Chu Wenxi, but she is here today as Huang Chunxiao.

Qin Junqing nodded and finally remembered that Lin Chaolong, the guy who was killed by her and Chu Canghai, had to admit that Lin Chaolong was quite powerful. He was full of vigilance in his heart: "You have something to do with me?"

Huang Chunxiao said: "It's nothing important. In fact, I came here mainly to see this ginkgo tree. I didn't expect to meet you." He walked to the ginkgo tree with elegant steps and reached out to touch the ginkgo tree.

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Her actions made Qin Junqing frown. Qin Junqing hated others touching her things from the bottom of her heart, but she held back and did not protest.

Huang Chunxiao said: "This ginkgo tree was actually supposed to be dead, but suddenly it was full of life and came back to life. How did you do it?"

Huang Chunxiao was shocked. She had once melted a Kanli Dan into the soil under the tree, but so long had passed. How could she have sensed this?

Huang Chunxiao said: "You don't have the ability to refine Kanli Dan, do you?"

Qin Junqing said coldly: "You don't even know what you are talking about?"

Huang Chunxiao smiled and said: "How could you not know? In fact, you understand everything. I forgot to tell you one thing, my daughter is dead!" When she said this, a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"It's a pity. I don't know her well, but I have met her. She is a beautiful little girl."

"She has always regarded you as her father-killing enemy."

Facing the aggressive Huang Chunxiao, Qin Junqing sneered: "Huang Chunxiao, are you here to trouble me? I can tell you clearly that I have nothing to do with your daughter's death."

"Where is my husband? He was very close to you for some time before his death. What is your relationship?"

"Ordinary relationship."

"Why would Ordinary Relationship refine Kanli Dan for you?"

"presumptuous!"

I wish you all a happy second grade of junior high school. I am still quite diligent.
Chapter completed!