Chapter 1054: Is He the One You Are Waiting For?

There were more and more people, and Cangchu's movements became faster and faster.

At this moment, Cang Chu suddenly felt that his waist was empty. When he touched it with his hand, his bronze mirror was gone.

After getting the things, the little beggar quickly jumped onto the roof. Under the cover of the moonlight, the little figure quickly flew over the eaves and walked along the wall.

Only then did Cangchu realize that this was the beggars' purpose. He then lifted up his skirt and robe, performed Qing Kung Fu, and immediately chased after them.

The little beggar relied on his advanced Qinggong skills to walk through the streets and trees for a while.

He stopped, looked behind him, and raised the corners of his lips proudly.

So he jumped down from the tree, walked to a secret thatched house, and took out the things in his hands.

A bronze mirror edged with gold wire.

"A grown man actually carries something belonging to a woman. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it must be given to his little lover." The little beggar put the bronze mirror in his hand and looked at it for a few times, and looked at it more and more brightly. The sky shone brightly.

Although this bronze mirror has traces of being burned by fire, it has to be said that the workmanship of this bronze mirror is very exquisite and the materials are also very precious.

This is made of gold.

"Yes, yes, the masters do have good things. I am most happy to rob those masters, hahaha... This bronze mirror looks pretty good, and I just happen to be short of one." The little beggar said proudly. He held a bronze mirror in his hand and looked around.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, there was a lot of dust on his face. The little beggar wiped it with his sleeve, but as he wiped it, a figure appeared in the bronze mirror.

The little beggar was so frightened that he immediately turned around and saw Cang Chu, who was wearing a lake blue brocade robe, standing behind the little beggar with his hands behind his back. There was a bit of coldness in those peach blossom eyes that should have been bright and affectionate. .

The little beggar blinked a few times, looking completely in disbelief. Didn't she already get rid of him?

He can still catch up? Could he be the one she was waiting for? Because only the person she is waiting for can catch her!

When Cangchu took a step toward the little beggar, the little beggar immediately wiped the bronze mirror on his hand clean with his sleeves, and returned the bronze mirror to Cangchu obediently and quickly.

She also laughed along with him: "Mr... Young Master, this bronze mirror of yours is really beautiful. Nuo, here it is, remember to put it away next time, and don't lose it again."

Cangchu took the bronze mirror back with a cold face, but turned a deaf ear to the little beggar's words.

He just lowered his head and looked at the bronze mirror in his hand carefully, fearing that the bronze mirror would disappear from his hand in the next second.

When the little beggar saw Cangchu like this, he immediately planned to run away quietly.

"Who did you learn Qinggong from?" Cang Chu's cold voice came unexpectedly.

The little beggar turned back and smiled at Cangchu, revealing two rows of white teeth. The dirt on his face was wiped away, and paired with the pair of dark and smart eyes, he looked as quirky as an elf.

Especially those pair of jet-black eyes, which seemed to be able to speak.

"I learned it from my master."

Cangchu carefully put away the bronze mirror and raised his eyes to look at the little beggar in front of him. From a distance, he felt that the little beggar was full of spiritual energy. But when he walked in, he found that the little beggar had wiped away the dirt on his face. , her face is like a silver plate, her eyes are like water apricots, her eyes as smooth as jade are charming and charming, the water covers the mist around the ground, as if she accidentally fell into a paradise, the corners of her small mouth are slightly It's very cute when it's tilted up.

However, after Cangchu took a closer look, he actually saw the shadow of the young girl Shiwei Yuanli in this little beggar.

"Who is your master?"

The little beggar turned his eyes again, and then replied in a very clear and crisp voice: "I don't know, I learned it when I was a child. After a few years of learning, the master died."

The reason Cang Chu asked was not because he was curious about how this little beggar knew Qing Gong, but because the Qing Gong learned by this little beggar was the same as his.

"You don't even know who your master is?" Cang Chu obviously didn't believe it. This little beggar obviously didn't tell the truth to her.

The little beggar nodded seriously: "Young... Young Master, I really don't know, that was all in my childhood. Since my master died, I became an orphan, and then I joined the Beggar Clan, so don't look at me I’m young, but I grew up in a beggar gang.”

Cang Chu curled his lips and said with a bit of coldness: "You have learned Qing Gong well, but you have only practiced it to the middle level for so many years. Let me show you what it will be like after practicing Qing Gong to a high level."

As he said that, he took the little beggar's hand, and the two figures disappeared with a "whoosh" like sharp arrows shooting out.

However, when the two figures returned to the thatched house again, the little beggar looked stupid, and his dirty hair stood straight up one by one.

After being stunned for a moment, the little beggar bent down and started to vomit.

But Cangchu just lightly pushed his wind-tossed hair behind his back, then lowered his head to straighten his wind-tossed clothes.

"How about it? Do you want to say it or not?" Qinggong is divided into low, middle and high. As for their type of qinggong, most people can only practice it to the middle level, because at the high level, the speed of qinggong is very fast.

The moment it was used, it was like an arrow leaving the string, very fast.

Because the speed is extremely fast, some people's bodies cannot bear such speed, so they cannot reach high levels.

And he is a very small part of the great majority.

So he took the little beggar to experience the high-level Qinggong, letting her experience the speed of flying in the air and the exciting pleasure. When she finally stopped, her stomach was churning and she felt dizzy.

The little beggar raised her head and felt that the whole world was spinning around her, and she felt as if she was on a boat, unsteady.

And there were waves of discomfort in my stomach.

Finally, the little beggar squatted down slowly while holding on to the wall. The doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger. He waited for a long time before saying: "I said, I said, in fact, my master is not dead. After he taught me Qinggong, he left. Then, then, then..."

"What's your master's name?" Being able to practice the same level of Qing Kung with him only means that the little beggar's master and he are both descendants of great wizards.

The little beggar shook his head, rubbed his temples with his hands, and then said aggrievedly: "My head feels so bad now, and my body feels so bad. Can you ask me later? After all, so many years have passed." .”

Then she observed Cangchu's reaction with the corner of her eye. She felt that this person was becoming more and more like the person she was waiting for.

"You are not more than eighteen years old this year. You have been learning Qing Gong since you were three years old. If you want to learn the middle level, you must be at least twelve or thirteen years old. How many years have it passed?" Cang Chu could tell at a glance that Xiao The mind of a beggar.