Chapter 256
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Senior Martial Brother's appearance is peerless, and your swordsmanship is superb. Everything about you is better than that sickly dead man from Tenzong. I was just telling the truth, so why should I apologize to him? "
Xu Qingyue's expression sank slightly. Her expression changed.
"Did you know that the sickly dead man you spoke of is half a teacher to me? He's a friend who owes me as much as a mountain. My swordsmanship has reached my current realm, but I can't leave him? Back then, Fellow Daoist Ye gave me pointers. Fellow Daoist Ye's swordsmanship is superb. I've never seen anything like it in my life. "
Junior Martial Brother Qi's face flushed red.
"As for his appearance …" Xu Qingyue paused. "If you saw him? That person wouldn't say such a thing. In terms of appearance, I'm far inferior to Fellow Daoist Ye. The bright moon in the sky is dazzling. Between heaven and earth, where can you find another moon? It's just that the moon has filled the western tower for a long time, and its return date is still uncertain … "
After a moment of silence, he said something earth-shattering.
"I've admired Fellow Daoist Ye for a long time."
Junior Martial Brother Qi's face was full of unwillingness and disbelief.
However, Xu Qingyue had already walked past him. She took out a spirit stone and put it in front of the shopkeeper's counter, then walked out of the inn.
The sun was shining brightly outside.
Xu Qingyue closed her eyes. You want to be heavy? She put on her bamboo hat, but she suddenly heard a hoarse murmur not far away.
"… Qingyue?"
That voice was very unfamiliar.
Xu Qingyue frowned. Frowning, she turned around and saw a beggar in ragged clothes sitting in an alley not far from Qingyun Inn. There was a broken bowl in front of him. That beggar only had the upper half of his body, but his lower limbs were all broken. His beard was messy and his hair was stuck together. His eyes were muddy and lifeless. The broken bowl in front of him didn't have much money in it.
His aura was also very unfamiliar.
However, Xu Qingyue's cultivation level was already at the Mahayana Realm, and her five senses were extremely sharp. She definitely couldn't have misheard his previous shouts.
Perhaps he's someone who's seen me somewhere before. He thought.
Ever since his name was listed on the Tianji Leaderboard, there had been a lot of trouble. Usually, he had to hide his face with a bamboo hat, which was really annoying.
Xu Qingyue had never paid much attention to these people, but this beggar really looked miserable. He thought for a moment, then took out a spirit stone from his bosom, walked forward, and threw it into the broken bowl in front of the beggar.
A nearby vendor who was peddling his wares saw this and interjected, "Immortal, why are you giving spirit stones to this fool? This fool didn't know how to use it even if he accepted it. What a waste. Besides, he doesn't need to eat and won't starve to death. He doesn't need the sympathy of immortals. "
Xu Qingyue felt a little strange. "Is he a fool?"
The vendor said, "Yes, he's been a fool for several years. He doesn't respond when we call him. He doesn't fight back when the rascals on the street hit him. He's ugly and ugly, but he still occupies this place. Someone kindly moved him to a run-down temple, but not long after, he'll crawl back to his original place. Over time, no one cares about him."
Xu Qingyue felt even more strange.
First? Not to mention that this person didn't need to eat and wouldn't starve to death, just the fact that he knew his name and called him in such a familiar tone was strange.
He carefully looked at this beggar.
He saw that his face was dirty, and he could vaguely see that his facial features were ugly. His legs were broken at the waist, and there was only half of his body left. No matter how he looked at him, he didn't know him.
He was silent for a moment. Opening his mouth, he said, "Do you know me?"
The beggar's eyes were cloudy, and he looked like a fool. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up with a trace of clarity.
He anxiously stretched out his hand, drew a star symbol on the ground with his fingers covered in black mud, and said in a hoarse voice.
"… Qingyue, it's me."
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