Looking Back Suddenly

The topic of freedom is too broad. Qianshui naturally knows how much he has, and he can only explain to Feng Jingyi what he knows.

　　Many truths cannot become profound values ​​without blood and fire, without pain and hatred, without thinking and debate, and without the polishing of time.

　　The premise of freedom is the right to choose. It is true that if you want to choose, you need to fight, but what is more important is what to do after the fight.

　　Qianshui is just good at building a government. He cannot fight against his fate and can only make himself stronger to numb himself. Only in this way can he make things easier for the girls in Tiandou City.

　　…

　　Qianshui, who has already entered the foundation-building period, has almost no shortage of soul power. Although level 49 is a level, it cannot truly reflect Qianshui's true strength.

　　If the application of the immortal cultivation method had not been completely redeveloped, he would have only needed some serious spells to have a far greater combat power than before, but it was a pity that it was not possible. Fortunately, through the gathering of soul power, he was able to fly with a sword, which was also quite good.

　　"Tsk..." Looking at Tiandou City from high above, although it is majestic, it is not beyond expectations. After all, the super cities in the previous life were much more spectacular.

　　He somersaulted down, reached the outside of the city, and followed the crowd into Tiandou City.

　　It's not that he doesn't want to show off in front of others, but this will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, especially in terms of social interaction and social death. The cost of showing off is too high, and it is really unnecessary.

　　As soon as you enter the city, you will be overwhelmed by the medieval urban style. Fortunately, this is a fantasy world, and there is no such abnormality as the Mi Gongshan in the history of Blue Star.

　　He was not in a hurry. He let go of his senses and headed towards the center of the city.

　　"Yuexuan?"

　　When Qianshui walked to a building with a gorgeous appearance, he stopped.

　　It wasn't just because it was a celebrity check-in spot, but because he heard a familiar melody.

　　…

　　With the arrival of night, Xue Qinghe ended a day of socializing and went home in a carriage.

　　Just as he was about to arrive at the mansion, he heard some nobles' strange discussions outside the car.

　　"That guy was so weird. He just sat outside Yuexuan and drank. It was said that he even cried at the beginning. Ha, I didn't expect a grown man to cry in public. It was so funny..."

　　"It seems that Yuexuan was playing "The Sky" at that time. Maybe this person was inspired..."

　　"Hahaha, how can such a sloppy person understand music theory? The people from Yuexuan don't even know how to chase people away, it looks unlucky..."

　　"That's true, but I don't know what new music Yuexuan was playing just now. I've never heard of it before..."

　　…

　　Xue Qinghe in the car raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said to the air: "Is it him?"

　　And a voice soon appeared in his ears: "Yes."

　　After receiving the confirmation reply, Xue Qinghe hurried back to the mansion, entered the inner bedroom, and ordered the servants not to come near as he needed to take a bath and change clothes.

　　The servants were used to it. After all, this prince had always been like this and didn't like being served by others.

　　…

　　The girl in the mirror had smooth and beautiful short golden hair, slightly fluffy, skin whiter than snow, a straight nose, and slightly slender purple eyes with a faint smile. She put on light makeup, the white and gold dress was simple and elegant, and the golden headdress that looked like angel wings was just right, and the girl's beautiful figure was full of beauty.

　　A flash of golden light appeared, and she walked out of the room.

　　…

　　Qianshui was drunk at this moment. "Changkong" was what he brought into this world. Listening to it again many years later, not only have things and people changed, but more importantly, he felt as if he was in another world and missed it due to the barrier of time and space.

　　When he came to his senses, he was already in tears and was surrounded by a group of people. He originally wanted to sit in Yuexuan, but in his current state, he really couldn't enter the place of nobles.

　　He didn't want to leave when he was in the right mood. He didn't care much about his image anyway, so he sat at the door of Yuexuan and started drinking.

　　But his behavior did affect the city appearance, and soon someone from Yuexuan came out to chase him away. However, Qianshui just took out a playlist and handed it to the visitor, asking him to show it to someone who understood. He did not go in and just listened to the music here.

　　Just as a group of people were watching from afar and pointing at Qianshui, a young man with luxurious clothes and outstanding temperament appeared in front of Qianshui.

　　The slightly drunk Qianshui squinted his eyes, held the wine in one hand, supported his knees with the other hand, sat on the ground, leaned against a big tree by the roadside, and beat the rhythm.

　　He first smelled a familiar fragrance, so he opened his eyes slightly and saw the man standing in front of him frowning slightly.

　　"What's up?"

　　Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe, was originally very happy. However, when she ran to Yuexuan excitedly, she saw a sloppy Qianshui with a limp bun on his head and a goatee.

　　Qian Renxue clenched her fists at that moment, "Where is my handsome Xiaoshui! Who is this beggar? ! "

　　After calming down, he regained his composure and asked, "I am Xueqinghe, I wonder why you are here..."

　　"Oh~Xiaoxue~I was listening to a song..."

　　Everyone present recognized Xue Qinghe, and this sloppy man actually called the prince "Xiaoxue" right from the start. Everyone sighed that he was asking for his own life.

　　But the person involved knew very well what this meant. Qian Renxue was stunned. She almost couldn't help but check if there was any problem with her disguise, but she still resisted the urge and maintained the appearance of Xue Qinghe.

　　But she also had to take this bastard away from this crowded place.

　　"Brother, I think you are extraordinary. How about going to a quiet place with me to have a drink together?"

　　Qianshui stood up, patted his butt, put away the wine in his hand and said, "Okay."

　　"Then please, brother?"

　　"Let's go, lead the way!"

　　Ignoring everyone's surprised looks, Qian Renxue soon brought Qian Shui to a secluded restaurant and sat down.

　　After instructing the waiter to serve the food, the atmosphere became quiet.

　　"I wonder if this distinguished guest would like to have some drinks with him?" The waiter also knew Xue Qinghe, so he asked as usual.

　　Qian Renxue frowned and subconsciously gestured to Qianshui, the guest.

　　Qianshui was not clear-headed and nodded subconsciously.

　　Seeing this, the waiter also retreated, summoned two heavily made-up hostesses, and then retreated again.

　　Qian Renxue's fist became even harder.

　　Qianshui was also confused, frowning and looking at Qian Renxue with a questioning look, "Is this how you usually play? Isn't this funny?"

　　In annoyance, he deliberately grabbed someone's waist, lifted the chin of the drinking girl with one hand, and said in a casual tone: "Xiaoxue, you really know a lot, how about this be yours?"

　　Qian Renxue, who kept her head down and kept silent, suddenly crushed the cup in her hand into pieces, frightening Qian Shui so much that she trembled and hurriedly said to the two special practitioners, "Don't look at it, hurry up and leave. Didn't you see that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is furious? Tell the people outside to stay away, do you hear me!"

　　The two of them were also quite perceptive and quickly stood up, bowed and ran away.

　　After closing the door of the room, the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Qianshui was sober too. He used his soul power to evaporate the alcohol in his body and sat up straight.

　　After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue spoke first: "How did you guess that?"

　　"What did you guess?" Qianshui still hasn't figured it out.

　　"My identity!" Qian Renxue emphasized in a low voice.

　　"Oh, it's not hard to guess. Although Douluo Continent is big, there are not many places you can go.

　　Besides, I am familiar with the skull skill of your angel suit. The Xingluo Empire has a solid foundation, and it has the soul fusion skill of the Netherworld White Tiger, so it will naturally not go there.

　　The other kingdoms are too small to make sense, so the Xue family of the Tiandou Empire, which has wings like the angel spirit, is naturally the best choice. It makes sense. Besides, the eldest prince Xue Qinghe is about the same age as you and me. Knowing this, do we still need to guess?"

　　Qianshui scratched his head and spoke as quietly as possible.

　　But Qian Renxue was in a different mood.

　　Why did she leave without saying goodbye? Wasn't it to protect Qianshui, but he always knew what she was going to do. Excluding the admiration for Qianshui's intelligence, Qian Renxue was left with only grievance and sadness, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

　　She had endured for so many years, becoming another identity, a person of another gender, living cautiously in another place. When Qianshui said this, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

　　She was trembling all over, trying hard not to make any sound, and her tears as big as beans rolled down the table without her realizing it.

　　"Oh Xiaoxue, don't cry..." Qianshui was at a loss. His IQ seemed to have disappeared and he had no idea what to do.

　　Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at the slovenly Qian Shui, "He actually chose to stay in Wuhun City only after he understood everything! So he was so crazy because he made the choice after he understood everything? ! "

　　She felt wronged. If she knew Qianshui already knew all this, why would she endure it? Why would she endure never replying to his letter? And how would Qianshui feel when he didn't get a reply? !

　　At the same time, she was also sad. Qianshui had suffered a lot over the years. Even though she seemed indifferent, she knew that she was paying close attention to everything about Qianshui.

　　From sitting in the room for many days and then leaving without looking back, to attacking Bibi Dong, to practicing madly for many years without stopping, all of this was because of her own self-righteousness!

　　If they had communicated well at the beginning, maybe he wouldn't be like this, wouldn't feel so alone, and wouldn't be so miserable.