Silent, private grove.

The wind blew, and the half-yellow fallen leaves fell, making a rustling sound.

The warm sunshine was slightly warm, and it fell through the lush canopy of the tree. A man in white smiled gently towards the black clothes opposite.

The wind is good and the sun is just right now.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Ping still looked lazy and looked careless about anything.

In Qiye's impression, since this little friend left the killer base, he has been laughing more than before, and sometimes he doesn't know what he is laughing at.

He just smiled, a rogue laugh, a gentle laugh, a happy laugh, a presumptuous laugh...

He will not hide in front of himself, laugh and scold, and is always straightforward.

Seeing his smile, Qiye felt that the cold world had a hint of sunshine and his life had a hint of warmth.

All his feelings were wiped out in the day after day of killer training, and even forgot how to make himself laugh.

But the little friends around him always make fun of hardship, always find fun, and then laugh.

Qiye always regarded Jiang Ping as another self.

A laughing self.

He occasionally wondered whether he would live as happy as Jiang Ping if he had changed his lifestyle.

But there is no if in the world.

So Jiang Ping laughed for him, and he felt pain for Jiang Ping's back.

Very fair, right?

In his opinion, this is true.

Two kinds of lives will meet at the end after going around.

When Jiang Ping saw Qiye who had been missing for a long time, his smile became stronger.

This is his good buddy, his good thigh.

When you see him, you know that you are safe.

So he smiled happily.

After leaving Tianjian Peak, there was no news after Qiye ran away.

It was not until Qiye left the seclusion and killed the great master of the Demon Sect, that Jiang Ping contacted him.

But it was just a few words passed down to repay peace.

Their relationship does not require too much words.

"What are you still standing stupidly?"

Jiang Ping opened his hands and walked closer to Qiye, and said with a smile:

"So long time no see, don't you even have a hug?"

Qiye's face, as cold as a sculpture, moved slightly, and then said the first sentence:

"I thought you were dead."

"Ah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!!"

Jiang Ping immediately became unhappy, and immediately withdrew his hands and cursed:

"You can say such an unlucky way, I really misread you.

Let me tell you that there are not many people today, and this matter cannot be overcome!

Because my heart was hurt by your knife-like words."

When Qiye saw Jiang Ping, who was familiar and funny, the strangeness that he had not seen for two years was suddenly dispersed. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, as if he was laughing, but it just flashed and was very short-lived.

"What's the matter with me?"

Jiang Ping's scolding immediately choked, smiled embarrassedly, and even said with a somewhat pleasing smile:

"Can't we ask you to meet just because we miss you? Who do you think of me?"

However, under Qiye's look of seeing everything, Jiang Ping's voice became lighter and lighter, and finally muttered unconvincedly:

"After so long, you still won't be polite? It's easy for you to have no friends."

"I had no friends at all."

Seven nights of this way.

What are you saying... It makes sense!

Jiang Ping felt a little unable to answer the words.

"Ahem, isn't I still there?

Although you are as cold as ice and as stiff as wood, I will not dislike you.

I will introduce you to a few young ladies and let them warm your little heart.”

"Women will only affect my sword drawing speed. They are both troubles."

Qiye frowned, as if he had remembered some unpleasant memories.

Jiang Ping: "..."

Big brother, so what have you experienced in the past two years?

That's right.

With Qiye's appearance, even if he is a mute and ice cube, some girls will fall in love with him.

But with Qiye's personality.

The girl who dares to chase him, yeah, yeah...

It’s better to ask for blessings.

If the girl is not killed by Qiye, she will be lucky.

Momomo had been hurt by Qiye, well, it might be many young ladies who were silent, Jiang Ping coughed a few times again and said:

"Be serious, I'm here to discuss major issues."

Qi Ye, who was beaten back, looked at Jiang Ping speechlessly, and finally said helplessly:

"What's up?"

"I heard that the Butian Demon Lord has handed over all the affairs of the Butian lineage to you. You are a big shot in the Demon Sect now, right?"

Jiang Ping asked first.

Qiye nodded.

Jiang Ping immediately became interested. He held the phoenix whistle in his hand, raised it to Qiye's mouth, and said as if he was invited by a reporter:

"So how did you ask the Demon Lord Bu Tian to give up your position? The rumors in the martial arts world are that he cares about the promising younger generations. Do you have any explanation?"

Qiye thought about it and replied:

"I had just left the customs and wanted to take people to the Wuyue Sword Sect. The old man disagreed. I beat him up, and he agreed and handed over the power of repairing the sky to me."

"Ahem..."

Although Jiang Ping had expected that it was unlikely that Qiye's social skills would be able to get the power by relying on the means of dancing, he was a little overdue.

"You said you were going to the Wuyue Sword Sect, why haven't I heard of this news?"

Jiang Ping asked again.

Qiye's face froze. Although he had been in a cold look forever, Jiang Ping still clearly felt Qiye's stiffness at this moment.

He seemed a little embarrassed.

But he still said:

“…I thought you were dead at that time and wanted to avenge you.

But as soon as I went out, I heard the news that you were going to the capital. I knew you were fine, so I turned around and took people to the Thirteen Kingdoms."

"And then I killed that, well, what's the name of the Shadow Demon?"

"Yes, when he was in the Thirteen Kingdoms, he informed me and put pressure on the headquarters to order me to go back.

I said at the time that within five years, I will take someone else's head."

Qiye said in a faint tone.

It's like killing a master for him, it's just a matter of drawing a sword.

Niu Biography!

Jiang Ping secretly praised in his heart.
To be continued...