Deng Duxiu thought, "I don't know the name of my master, I only know that he has a name and said: I want to see Jiangnan."

The author of the book "I Come From the World" is indeed the person Deng Duxiu admires the most in his life. It is not embarrassing to regard him as his teacher.

"I want to see Jiangnan."

Su Qingyin, looking around, no one knows this name.

Deng Duxiu chanted, "The willow leaves sing thickly and greenly, and the lotus flowers set red and red.

Thirty-six ponds of spring water, I want to see Jiangnan when I grow old.

This is a poem that the teacher often recites, and it is estimated that the teacher’s name comes from this poem.”

Su Qing said with a sigh, "It is a famous teacher who can teach you such a noble disciple. I really want to meet Jiangnan."

Deng Duxiu said, "My teacher travels around the world and returns in the future and will definitely be able to be with the adults for a while."

Su Qing nodded with a smile, waved his hand, and a five-color jade plate was now in his palm, and he saw his palm waving, his spiritual power was misty, and the five-color jade plate suddenly shone with light.

Su Qing's fingers are like flying, and the characters are flipped on the five-color jade plate: Deng Duxiu, 18 years old, from Hanyang County, Changwu Prefecture, was a young man, and cultivated the great natural gas. He reached the realm of driving the world and issued a jade certificate and recorded it as a disciple of the Confucian sect.

The characters did not enter, and on the five-color jade plate, the light and shadow gathered into a jade certificate and floated in front of Deng Duxiu.

Deng Duxiu picked it up and bowed to Su Qing again, "Thank you for your help from the envoy."

Su Qing stared at him.

Deng Duxiu hurriedly said, "Thank you, Lord Chuan."

Su Qing then smiled.

The students scattered on the ten-mile slope, looking like they chanted or sang...

In fact, all the attention was still quietly turned to this side, and it was seen that Deng Duxiu was personally given a jade certificate from the Confucian Sect. I don’t know how many lemon essence was produced at this moment.

Of course, these lemon essences also provide the most clear spiritual energy.

After being given a jade certificate, Tan Ming introduced all the seniors to Deng Duxiu, and Deng Duxiu gave his tribute one by one.

Suddenly, someone shouted, Duan Pufang pulled away the two calligraphy treasures left by Deng Duxiu on the desk and walked away quickly.

"She, so brave."

Su Qing was furious, "Old thief Pu Fang, bandits shout."

Duan Pufang ignored him and walked straight away, disappearing in a flash.

Su Qing was so amused that he turned to Deng Duxiu, and Deng Duxiu had to write again. Su Qing took away the calligraphy and looked at Tan Ming and others with his eyes shining brightly. "Scarcity is precious. Who dares to waste his pen and ink when Duxiu is wasting his pen and ink? You have to talk to me."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and left.

Deng Duxiu sued him and hurriedly escaped. He really couldn't stand the look of Tan Ming and others looking at him.

Deng Duxiu did not leave Shilipo, he had already set his goal.

The mountain wind was getting cooler, and Deng Duxiu walked to the west of Shili Slope. As he passed along the way, many people nodded to him, and Deng Duxiu responded one by one.

After walking straight for two or three miles, the number of people was already sparse and the mountain wind gradually rose.

The Han River not far away is sparkling, and a delicate figure is sitting alone under the green willow tree to nourish the spirit.

Deng Duxiu locked in this person's trajectory and followed him all the way.

He walked slowly over, his steps a little sluggish, as if stepping on the nerves of memories step by step, causing severe pain to his mind.

When Deng Duxiu walked about a squat at the man, the man said without looking back, "I'm just shameful and lie, not helping you, so you don't have to thank me, I want to be quiet."

That person is Qin Qing.

"Jingjing may not miss you."

Deng Duxiu had a fire in his heart and spoke without restraint.

Qin Qing stood up and turned his head, and his eyebrows frowned on a handsome face of Yichen and Yixi, "Don't be ignorant of advancing and retreating. Don't think that becoming a Confucian scholar is so great. The world is so big that you are still at the bottom of the well."

Deng Duxiu said, "Why do you get angry? I'll just return your old things."

He took out a book, which was the book "A Volume of Ice and Snow".

Qin Qing snatched it with his hands, his eyes were sloppy and his expression was a bit unnatural.

This book "A Volume of Ice and Snow" is a private reading.

She was so upset that she left the book in Baiyun Temple last time, and she was still very upset.

Deng Duxiu said, "It will be of no benefit to you when you look at these Baorong Lane literature less."

"Baorong Lane Literature?"

Qin Qing didn't understand why.

Deng Duxiu said, “There is an article about you here. Remember that one sentence is written like this; wake up early in the morning and try it out.

When I went out, I weighed myself five pounds and felt excited. I felt gentle and friendly even the wind and snow all over the sky.

When I was about to arrive at Baorong Lane, I remembered that I forgot to wear the five-pound snow-satin leather jacket that I bought yesterday, which was mixed with snow-capped camel velvet and snow goat velvet..."

"Stop your mouth!"

Qin Qing paused his feet and his jade face fluttered red.

This article is indeed from her, and it is also her style. The purpose is to show off her new precious leather jacket.

But it’s one thing for her to show off, how dare Deng Duxiu point it out in front of her?

Deng Duxiu said seriously, "This is how the nobles in Baorong Lane are. They use the lowest tone to show off the highest light. I just tell the truth."

Qin Qing was embarrassed and annoyed, glaring at Deng Duxiu, "That's how you talk to your uncle."

She was really embarrassed. When she read "A Volume of Ice and Snow" before, it was filled with such articles.

She was gradually immersed in this style of writing and suddenly realized it.

Today, Deng Duxiu was ruthlessly stripped of his skin and bones. Such articles are really pretentious everywhere.

But it’s enough to know this pretentiousness. What’s the matter if you’re pointed out by this annoying guy in person?

Suddenly, I thought of Deng Duxiu's slight call this literary style "Baorong Lane Literature", and when I think of those sick and delicate noble girls, I really think it's the most appropriate.

As she thought about it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Little did he know that this faint smile fell into Deng Duxiu's eyes, as if he gave him a thunder, and his thoughts were suddenly pulled far away.

It was a hell-like killing arena. Countless people died, and the rest would die.

"Captain, don't forget to bring me back to the Lake of Moshui."

Qin Xiaoyi smiled sadly, crushed the ancient beast talisman with his fingertips, summoned the ferocious beast Qiongqi, but he was drained from his blood and turned into a zombie, which turned into ashes when he encountered the wind.

Deng Duxiu will never forget that scene.

After Qin Xiaoyi died, he began to recall the scenes of being with Qin Xiaoyi. He suddenly realized that he had never seen her laugh since he met Qin Xiaoyi.

Yes, Qin Qing is Qin Xiaoyi.

He never dreamed that this would be the result.

When Qin Xiaoyi appeared on Shilipo, he was lost.

It was not until this moment that I came to my senses and accepted this fate.

In his previous life, he first met Qin Qing, and Qin Qing was wearing a ghost mask. She didn't know that Qin Xiaoyi was Qin Qing.

When Qin Qing saw him again, his face was full of scars and his temperament changed drastically. Qin Xiaoyi only called him the captain, and he didn't even know his name.

Two people who had been in conflict for a long time, and they lived a lifetime, but they didn't know that they had known each other.

At this moment, seeing Qin Xiaoyi again, her smile aroused his deep emotion.

"No, no, Xie Yu, it means that Qin Xiaoyi has not yet encountered Xie Yu, the scumbag who caused her sad fate."
Chapter completed!