Qiqi didn't say anything else. She didn't know how to comment on the old man in Reincarnation. Perhaps it was because of the shock in her heart.

What kind of state is it like to sacrifice yourself like this? If it were her, could she use her own grievances to help others?

People are so nice, they are so tired when they are alive.

On the way back, Qiqi asked inadvertently: "Master, what's your name?"

Whether in dreams or legends, he only has a code name. The old man of Reincarnation was just a vague shadow in her heart before, and he didn't even have a contour.

But now, she had seen him with her own eyes, and felt his soft and compassionate heart, but she didn't even know his name.

In fact, he looks really young and has nothing to do with the four words "The Old Man of Reincarnation". Whenever he meets him and the Old Man of Reincarnation in his heart, he always feels very awkward.

Let me ask, how can you call a young man who looks only in his twenties an old man?

Unexpectedly, it was just a simple question that made the old man in Reincarnation embarrassed. His name...

After a while, Qiqi was slightly surprised and then laughed dryly: "If you don't want to say it, I have to know, it's okay."

He didn't even want to tell her a name. Is it really so difficult? He doesn't understand the idea of ​​an expert like them, but since he doesn't want to say it, Qiqi stopped asking.

Unexpectedly, the old man in the cycle of reincarnation looked back at her and said lightly: "The name has no meaning to me, and I have never had it before. How can I tell you?"

Qiqi was a little confused about what this sentence meant. After thinking about it, he realized it thoroughly. He couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at him in surprise: "You mean... you don't have a name?"

Under her shocked gaze, the old man of Reincarnation smiled slightly, nodded, and continued to walk forward, ignoring the girl who was stunned in the spot.

Qiqi had no idea how to describe his mood at this moment. He said he had no name, but he didn't have a name! How could a person not even have a name? How could others get along with him without a name? You can't keep calling him the old man of reincarnation.

However, there are only four people coming and going in this spiritual cave heaven, and all three of them should call him Master... But this should not be the reason why he has no name.

Without a name... She can't imagine how a person without a name, for a long decade or even hundreds of years, would survive.

Also, are there really only four of them in the Spirit Cave Heaven? How did Xuantian, Qishang and Jinghong live alone before he came to him?

Walking behind him silently, looking at his quiet and elegant back, she could not imagine how life would be for a person.

But when he saw him, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if he was really quiet. If he didn't talk to him, he rarely seemed to take the initiative to raise any topics.

It is not impossible for such a person to spend a few decades alone, but isn’t it too hard to spend a few decades alone?

"What's wrong?" The old man in the reincarnation who was walking in front seemed to be able to feel her strangeness. He stopped and looked back at the girl who was staring at him. His eyes were soft and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "What are you thinking? Are you wondering about the master who doesn't even have a name, and you feel disgusted in your heart?"

"How could I dislike Master?" Qiqi didn't know why this master called me so smoothly, and even when he called Meng Zhenren, he didn't seem to have such a casual word.

However, this was not the question she should consider now. She stared at his gray hair slightly raised in the wind, and felt helpless.

If you don’t have a name, don’t have a name. What’s there to dislike? I just don’t know which string in my heart hurts, and it feels a little bit painful...

"Aren't you leaving?" said the old man of Reincarnation again, his voice still so soft.

At that moment, she seemed to be watching Chu Jiangnan looking at her, and said with a soft smile: "Let's go, take you back to have delicious food. The chef in my palace is very skilled, I guarantee you like it."

That doting smile kept wandering in her mind, and she suddenly blurted out: "Jiangnan..."

"Jiangnan?" The old man of Reincarnation silently recited the two words in a low voice, and suddenly laughed and said in a low voice: "Okay, from now on, I will call Jiangnan, let's go, thank you for the name you gave me."

He smiled with a smile on his lips, turned around again and continued to move forward, not looking back this time.

Qiqi took a long time to come to his senses. Jiangnan... Did he mean that he will be called Jiangnan from now on?

She just remembered her senior brother, but now... what is the situation? After she got back, she told them about this. Will those people take turns to deal with her?

Speaking of the old man of Reincarnation, even from now on, in Jiangnan, people have gone far, and in the end, Qiqi can hardly even capture his shadow.

Really, I left as soon as I knew I hadn't followed, but I really didn't wait for her.

It is a wild mountain and ridge. When I come, I am aimless and don’t care about getting lost. When I go back, I am really afraid that I will be lost.

Finally, Qiqi stepped up and chased him as fast as possible. Unfortunately, I don’t know if it was because the master really walked so fast, or if she walked slowly than a snail after she lost her skills. After chasing for so long, she couldn’t even catch up with his shadow, and even had the tendency to be thrown farther and farther away.

After finally finding a little of his figure, Qiqi didn't dare to distract himself anymore. He concentrated his energy and took the fastest pace and chased him hard in one breath.

As for Jiangnan ahead, his steps have never changed, and he is still not impatient or slow, and he is walking slowly. But every time he takes a step, he seems to have walked a long distance. His movements seem to be slow, but in a blink of an eye, he has already escaped a long distance.

Qiqi kept chasing her, not daring to take it lightly. After returning to the small courtyard where they lived, she was exhausted and panting, her face blushed like a ripe apple.

After returning, the master walked to the backyard to collect his herbs. Qiqi finally calmed down his breath and followed him.

Seeing him packing up herbs, I felt a little familiar. This figure seemed to be Achu, but Achu liked to wear white clothes...

She walked over and put away the herbs with him little by little. She occasionally took the time to look at him, but more often she just went through him to see the person she missed in that different time and space, senior brother, Achu... But in the end her eyes were still on his gray robe.

Finally, she couldn't help asking: "Master, have you always worn gray clothes? I have never seen you wear robes of other colors."

Jiang Nan didn't even raise his eyelids, but was still sorting out his herbs, just saying lightly: "This color does not touch dust or leaves no traces. A robe can be worn for several more years."

Qiqi bit his lower lip and did not take his words. Suddenly, he felt that the topic was meaningless.

Because of his loneliness, no matter what kind of robe he wears, what does it mean to him? No one appreciates or cares about it.

Jiangnan...

Why does the man, the old man of Reincarnation, often give people a heart-wrenching feeling? Is it because he is really too lonely? Could it be that he is destined to be so lonely all his life?

If his cultivation skills become more and more perfect as he practices, his life will be infinitely extended. Will there be a long time left in the future and he will have to spend it alone?

No, if that battle really exists, then he will die soon and his loneliness will end.

Suddenly, his heart was shocked, and Qiqi suddenly turned his head to look at Jiangnan, who was still quietly packing herbs. After seeing his white hair, his heart was immediately torn to pieces.

I don’t know where this pain comes from, but I suddenly remembered the story her mother told her. Not long after the Qishen died, the old man in Reincarnation was too depressed and lonely, and finally jumped to Duanling Cliff for life, ending his life.

He is also afraid of loneliness. So, is his calmness and calmness now just because there is a seven-injury around him?

If this is true, what will he do if she leaves in the future?

My breathing was messy and my heart was hurt.

When she leaves, Qishang is gone. Is the life of this lonely man coming to an end?

...

It has been five days since they left the palace for five days. Thousands of people have been sent out to search, but even a few people can't find them.

One meaningless news after another made Meng Shiyue's gloomy face increasingly ugly, and in the end it could only be described as hideous.

Especially this face has been terrifyingly pale recently, and the sick aura between her eyebrows has been covered by her demonic energy.

"Your Majesty, your body looks really bad. You might as well go back to the imperial tomb to cultivate earlier and you can't drag it down any longer."

Sima Yanji is the only one among so many people around her who dares to speak out to her so straightforwardly. Therefore, even though Sima Yanji is too tough over the years, Meng Shiyue may not like to hear what she said, but Meng Shiyue has always trusted her the most.

Even the four people who have been by her side for many years cannot compare with this kind of trust.

Now looking at Hongyu and Sima Yanji standing in front of her, Meng Shiyue felt a little emotional. In the past, Hongyu had a closer relationship with her, but at this time, the only one who dared to speak out to her fearlessly is always Sima Yanji.

Seeing that there seemed to be a little helplessness between her eyebrows, Sima Yanji continued: "If Your Majesty is worried, my subordinates will continue to do their best to pursue Meng Cangyun and the others for His Majesty. If Your Majesty is lazy and negligent, my subordinates will hand over this life to Your Majesty."
Chapter completed!