Mr. Qi nodded and said, "No wonder you failed to take the plan for Qingyun Sect at all."

At this moment,

The door of Qin Qingluo's room opened. She walked down with a letter and said, "Mr. Qi, Mr. Ji, Su Yang... are leaving!"

Mr. Qi asked in confusion: "Su Yang left? Where did he go? His eyes are now destroyed by Jiang Zibai, and his strength has almost been destroyed by 90%. Where can he go?"

"I don't know," Qin Qingluo was in a bad mood and said, "I sent someone to protect him to write to him saying that Su Yang left quietly."

"It is normal for him to leave," Ji Yi picked up a glass of wine, took a sip and said, "Su Yang is an archer, and his eyes were destroyed. For him, it means he has become a useless man. With his pride, he will naturally be unable to stay by His Highness?"

"What can he do if he stays? He is a cultivator in the realm of knowing fate, and now he has become a useless person. He would rather be a beggar and starve to death than be a blind man who is in his old age and waiting to die in front of his former colleagues!"

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The summer in July is rainy.

Dark clouds float, sweet rain falls, everything sucks, greenness becomes stronger, and whenever rains, the sky is always full of color.

The blue sky and white clouds lean over to touch the green mountains. The white clouds circle the green mountains. The sky and the earth hold hands, from light to deep colors, the empty and ethereal artistic conception, and the beauty crochet the vitality of summer.

In the hot summer, the temperature is very high, and a wisp of heat is emitted from the floor.

In the small courtyard east of Daxian Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, Jiang Mu was practicing drawing talismans in the pavilion.

The maid Jiuer came over with a big watermelon and asked, "Young Master, today is the ceremony of the successor of the Qingyun Sect Sect. Wouldn't you go?"

Jiang Mu gently outlined the runes on the rice paper and shook his head and said, "My guest elder before, can you go to such things or not."

"Oh, that's it," Jiuer cut the watermelon into several pieces, took one piece and fed it to Jiang Mu's mouth, and said, "Young Master, eat the melon."

Jiang Mu took a bite and said in confusion: "Where is Shiyi? Where have you gone?"

"Sister Shi Yi is stewing soup in the kitchen. She said that the young master's injury is healed and needs more replenishment." Jiuer said.

Jiang Mu smiled slightly and continued to draw talismans.

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded outside the yard.

Jiuer hurriedly put down the watermelon in her hand and ran to open the door.

It’s not too late for the visitor to Fangting.

"Brother Jiang," Fang Ting came in not too late and bowed, "Why didn't you go up the mountain today? We have been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Mu put down the pen in his hand and said, "Today is the ceremony of the sect leader. Zibai will be the same if he is not there. Come on, Brother Fang Ting, eat melons, this watermelon is good."

Fang Ting sat down before he could even sit down and said, "Brother Jiang is my great benefactor of Qingyun Sect. If you are not present, we are really disappointed."

Jiang Mu sat down and asked Jiuer to take away all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and said, "It's okay, okay, brother Fang Ting, logic is, you should be very busy today, why are you here to come?"

Fang Ting hesitated for a while and said slowly: "Brother Jiang, I'm hiding it too. I'm here to find you. There's something I really want to discuss with you."

Jiang Mu nodded and said, "But it's okay."

Fang Ting pondered for a while and said, "Mr. Li and Senior Brother Wu have discussed for a long time. I want to invite Brother Jiang out of the mountain and stay in Xiaozhu Peak... I know that this may be a bit embarrassing for Brother Jiang, but now my Qingyun Sect is in turmoil and I have to trouble Brother Jiang."

"I know that with Brother Jiang's elegant ambition, I don't like our gangs. My proposal is a bit difficult, but... well, how to say it, it's... what I mean, Brother Jiang, you should understand, that is... hope, I hope Brother Jiang doesn't rush to refuse, you can think about it!"

Jiang Mu looked at Fang Ting with a strange look.

When did I look down on the gangs?

If I remember correctly, a few months ago, I was going to be a horse thief?
Chapter completed!