Dao Xuanji [Civil Demon]

"Let go of me." Xuanji frowned tightly.

Wen Junqing also frowned, the two of them seemed to be at war, and others might think that they were about to fight.

A moment of silence.

"I am a dying person, but you are a person who can become a Taoist. If it is only pity for an old man, it is enough." Xuanji stared at Wen Junqing's furrowed eyebrows, and suddenly remembered that a long, long time ago, she was still in Wanyang Academy when.

I and Wen Junqing also often quarreled.No, to be precise, he was the one who made sarcasm, while Wen Junqing just stared at him, and occasionally retorted, but they were all words that choked people's mouths and made people angry.His temper has always been stinky and hard-tempered. Although he has a good skin and looks sad every day, it's a pity.

She really hates Wen Junqing.

Although she also knew that since she couldn't upgrade and had been practicing with the new disciples, Wen Junqing secretly blocked a lot of troubles for her, and she also relied on the other party's instructions in terms of food and clothing, and the disciples in the warehouse did not give her short catties. two.But it was precisely because of this that she felt that Wen Junqing was extremely hypocritical.

Obviously when the two of them get along, they are sharp-pointed. Wen Junqing has always been a cold beauty who rejects people thousands of miles away. It is not that she has not tried to get close, and she is full of good intentions, but when Wen Junqing is not sarcastic?That being the case, why bother to do things behind the scenes.

It must have been out of pity.Xuanji later found Wen Junqing's excuse for herself.

She also remembered that when she first met Wen Junqing, she stood far away from everyone, but looked at the crowd eagerly, standing very straight, like a sword, who was indistinguishable from male and female.The distance is only a few meters, but one side is very lively, and the other side is lonely.But this is not the result of Wen Junqing's attitude of refusal.

You see, from the very beginning, she found Wen Junqing not very pleasing to the eye.

Therefore, because I hate it, I remember this woman for so long.

"I'm not pity." Wen Junqing's voice interrupted Xuanji's memory.

"Then why? Are you out of kindness? We just studied together in the academy for some years. Wen Junqing, we have nothing to do with each other, and I am not your close friend. You know, the person who refused to be my friend at the beginning It's you!" Finally uttering what she had kept in her heart for a long time, Xuanji stared at Wen Junqing, feeling relieved, but at the same time blamed herself for losing her composure again.

Too many times, I always lose my mind because of this person.

Shouldn't.

"I..." After Wen Junqing said, his throat became hoarse.She is really not very good at thinking. Although she is occasionally confused about her behavior, she puts it behind her if she can't find an answer after thinking for a while.But now she is forced to think, because Xuanji seems to have misunderstood.

misunderstanding.

Wen Junqing lowered his head slowly, his hair covered a shadow, hiding his eyes behind.She is also very confused, what is the expectation for Xuanji these times, why she is so happy when she knows that Xuanji is still alive, and why she doesn't want her to die again.

Wen Junqing never let go of her hand, and the warm touch passed over, making Xuanji look a little unnatural after she calmed down.

"I hope you are safe and happy." Wen Junqing was silent for a while, and then said.

"But I haven't." Xuanji said coldly.

"I can see the thread." Wen Junqing suddenly said this without thinking.

"Wire?"

Wen Junqing pointed to Xuanji's neck with her free finger, and said, "Here. The lines of the two of us are the same, although you are slightly different now."

The light in the stone room was dim, but it was still possible to clearly see that although the thread wrapped around Xuanji's neck was transparent, with a slightly annoyed look, there was a very thin black solid thread sandwiched inside.

Now it was Xuanji's turn to be confused.

"I've been able to see it since you died." Wen Junqing said lightly.

Xuanji was stunned for a moment, because she died more than once.

"It was at my house." Wen Junqing's tone was still indifferent, "Seeing your body, I still remember that I asked you the day before if you want to stay forever, so I was seriously ill for three days. When I woke up, You can see the line."

At this moment, Xuanji's expression changed. She was smart enough to draw inferences from one instance, and instantly figured out many things.

Wen Junqing's tone was still calm, with an expressionless face, and he continued: "Everyone's thread has a solid color, although it will be attached to another color due to changes in mood, but you are different. You are as transparent as me. Yes, so I know that I am not a monster."

"So, I'm secretly paying attention to you."

Although Wen Junqing's tone was still calm, Xuanji noticed that her ears were turning pink bit by bit.

"I don't want you to die." Wen Junqing's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Xuanji, "You are different from others."

Xuanji looked away, pulled out her hand, and replied, "Everyone is mortal."

"Within my ability, I will protect you well."

Xuanji's expression became a little complicated, she didn't know what expression she should have, but she felt vaguely weird in her heart, but——

I am very happy.

Wen Junqing is really a freak.

"That doesn't require your self-sacrifice. How long can you nourish me with your blood? Anyway, reincarnation of life and death, you become a fairy, please clear it up for me in the underworld, and buy a good fetus." Xuanji lowered her eyes, mouth His tone softened a bit.

Wen Junqing shook his head, and only said: "I'll send you back to Xizhou now. After a few days, I'll take care of the sect's affairs, and then go find you. Let's think of a way for you together."

"Forget it." Xuanji also knew that the current body was in a crippled state, and her luck would be filled with demon energy, which was not stable, and she was always looking for opportunities to invade her consciousness.If I go back to Xizhou alone like this, I am afraid that I will go crazy again.Speaking of which, when she returned to Wanhualou, she wanted to ask Hua Qiuci if there was anything she could do, otherwise she didn't want to get involved with the two senior sisters.Stay away from yourself and live a peaceful and happy life naturally.

When stepping on Wen Junqing's flying sword to fly, Xuanji thought for a while, and said to Wen Junqing: "It should be a certainty that you are the Sect Master of Wanyang, but other sects may come to make trouble, saying that you are not qualified enough. You can use all your strength to subdue them."

"I see."

"Wanyang Sect still needs to keep the title of the first sect in Dongchuan." Xuanji said again, "When you become the suzerain, please change it up and down. I will write it on paper later, and you will directly hand it over to Song Qing Elder, let her do it."

"Okay." Wen Junqing didn't ask anything, and agreed.

Xuanji looked at her thin back, stopped talking, and fell into deep thought.

What should a person like Wen Junqing be like standing next to her?She is like a good sword, strong and upright, yet taciturn, looks repelling, but at the same time reassuring.

Xuanji felt that she was really lonely again, she thought, Wen Junqing should enjoy all the glory and pampering, and be accompanied by a lover, instead of living like an old nun with a green lantern and ancient Buddha like now.

He also remembered what he had seen in the Wenjiabao in the Burial of Immortals.Wen Junqing is only five years old, and her immature palms already have sword cocoons, her father does not hurt, her mother is cowardly, she has never enjoyed happiness at such a young age, she has never lived as a child, and was forced to grow up by force, it is no wonder that she has grown into such a weird person look like.

She died before she made it clear, and Xuanji thought about that child—the little girl with snot hanging on her nose and refusing to wipe it off.

Xuanji suddenly felt a little sad.

She is distressed.

But why not feel sorry for yourself?Wen Junqing is a peerless sword cultivator with Shan Linggen, his pity is really superfluous, where does he have the right to pity her.Xuanji put away her emotions and was taken aback by her previous thoughts, she was glad that Wen Junqing didn't know what she was thinking.Even so, I still feel sorry, because my inappropriate actions have affected the other party for nearly a lifetime.

"I'm sorry." Xuanji said softly, her voice was inaudible, and soon drifted away in the whirring wind.

Wen Junqing still stood straight, didn't say anything, and didn't know if she heard it.

When they arrived in Xizhou, Xuanji handed over the note written on the road to Wen Junqing. Wen Junqing glanced at it when he put it in his arms, probably to change the classification and treat everyone equally.When Xuanji turned around and was about to leave, Wen Junqing stopped her again, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured blood from her fingertip into it, and handed it to her.

Xuanji's face was displeased, but she accepted it anyway.

"When the sect is settled, I will come to you again."

"Let's go, Elder Songqing will look for you all over the mountain gate later." Xuanji walked away with big strides after speaking.

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The boundary of Wanhualou is still desolate, full of yellow sand.Xuanji looked left and right and found the eye of the blinding formation, and it broke easily.After walking in, the inside was quite different from what I remembered.