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249 The past is like the wind(2/2)

"Ah ah ah my idol!" A woman's scream sounded from a distance: "I want his autograph!"

"Shut up, everyone!"

The man in red robe widened his eyes and glared at everyone around him. He finally turned back 80% of all the onlookers' gazes. Then he straightened his robe and sat down safely on the seat next to Duan Qing:

"I still didn't believe it at first..."

"But after seeing you two, I still believe it."

After looking around at the expressions of Whispering Liushang and Huanyu Ninglan, he stared at Duan Qing's face and lowered his voice like a lion's roar: "Are you Duan Tianfeng?"

"Look, I knew this day would come sooner or later."

Different from the previous deliberate low-key, Duan Qing gestured to the blue woman and the smiling maid beside him, and then replied with a smile: "Such an obvious sign... what do you think?"

"So...you admit it?" Luo Riguyan's face darkened: "Very good, then..."

"I'm not."

Unexpectedly, Duan Qing suddenly shook his head: "You can guess whatever you want, but I am indeed not Duan Tianfeng."

"Um?"

"As you know, the Sky-Breaking Blade has been retired." Duan Qing laughed again: "And I can guarantee...he will never come out again."

"do you understand?"

In the atmosphere where the whole world seemed to have fallen silent, the man in red robe stared at him for a long time, as if he wanted to see Duan Qing's face and heart clearly. However, Fusheng Luimeng, who kept smiling at the side, was

He was the first to break the silence: "You mean... you won't participate in the competition again?"

"No, no, no, it's not me, it's Duan Tianfeng who can't." Duan Qing said with a smile: "And I... I have nothing to do with him, so don't put them together, okay?"

"Ha! So that's it..."

Luo Riguyan clapped his hands together and then put them on his knees: "After all the nonsense, isn't it still the same?"

"Of course there is a difference."

Duan Qing was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I am just me, I am me. There is nothing that can connect me with Duan Tianfeng and everything he represents."

"Those things in the past have all gone with the wind... I guess you think so too, right?"

Luo Ri Guyan's eyes lowered, and several players following him also looked at each other. It seemed that nothing could come out. Only the scholar in black who kept smiling looked at Duan Qing and said slowly: "Yes.

that is……"

"Cruhid, the dynasty of the past...will not appear again?"

"No more." Duan Qing replied in a low voice.

"Hehehehe..."

The scholar laughed softly a few times, and then changed the topic: "Get up...have we talked before?"

"Oh, you still remember this." Duan Qing put on an air of a master: "Looks like we have some fate..."

"So, what happened in Fenghua Town before..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A girl's scream suddenly sounded from behind Duan Qing, startling everyone present. The next moment, a pair of hands appeared under Duan Qing's head, and then grabbed his neck and shook him back and forth.
Chapter completed!
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