Yang Jian, is this yours?

Yang Jian walked alone on a breezy night, and unknowingly came to a place. He looked up at the plaque hanging on it, and his face was stained with a smile.

Yang Jian walked over and said to the little soldier who looked extremely sleepy: "Little brother, is your general resting?"

Seeing someone approaching, the little soldier immediately perked up and tried to make his voice sound sober. Seeing that it was Yang Jian, he said loudly, "Report to the general! The subordinates don't know! General, please forgive me!"

Seeing his reaction, Yang Jian said, "Then you go and have a look. If he is awake, go and report him. If he has already rested, don't bother him."

"Yes! General!" Xiaobing cheered up, turned and walked towards the mansion.

Yang Jian said in a low voice, "I don't know if he's asleep..."

Of course Qingxi didn't sleep, he was doing something very important to him right now, that is - sewing clothes.

When Qingxi was sorting the package this morning, he realized that some of his clothes had begun to be torn in some places, so he had to rely on his poor sewing skills to start processing his suit.

When the soldier with a loud voice outside told Yang Jian that he was coming, he was still sitting on a stool with only shorts on, mending his coat.

Qingxi said calmly, "Please come in."

Then he folded the clothes slowly - he was very confident in his dressing speed, and firmly believed that he could get all his clothes properly before Yang Jian came.

But accidents often happen like this. Yang Jian came very fast. When he knocked on the door, Qingxi was lowering her head and pulling her shoe from the bottom of the bed. The shoe was kicked to the innermost corner. Qingxi had to stick her head in, and then Hooking it out pouted, so ignoring the tinny knock on the door—

Yang Jian saw that there was no response from the room, and he didn't see outside. He only thought about what Qingxi was busy with, so he walked in naturally.

Then at a glance, I saw Qingxi's buttocks wearing strange obscene pants and her slender and slender legs exposed outside the bed.

Yang Jian looked away calmly.Then he called out: "Qingxi."

After Qingxi heard the sound, she didn't bother to pick up his shoes, and hurriedly backed out, and was hit on the head in the end.

He rubbed his red head, and asked the tall jade-like man standing there, "Why did you come in so quickly?"

Looking at his naked body, Yang Jian picked up the clothes on the stool and handed them to him, saying, "It's cold, hurry up and put on your clothes."

Qingxi hurriedly reached out to take the condom and put it on her body, a little embarrassed, just sat on the bed and didn't make a sound.

The candle was crackling, and Yang Jian saw that Qingxi was still stepping on the ground with bare feet, so he moved his shoes to his feet calmly.

Qingxi stepped on it with her bare feet, then looked up at Yang Jian with doubts in her eyes.

Yang Jian also looked back at Qingxi, but didn't say a word. He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Why did you come to see me?" Qing Xi had to ask.

Yang Jian replied politely: "I wanted to see if you had a rest."

"See now?"

"I saw it."

"Then what else do you have to do?" Qingxi actually wanted to say, if you have nothing to do, let's go quickly, so that no one can sleep while standing here...

"..." Yang Jian quickly adjusted his tone, and said, "I originally planned to invite you to go outside for a walk, but it seems that it is not convenient for you to go out now."

Qingxi's eyes seemed to be carrying sparkling flames under the jumping of lights, he came and said with interest: "Where are you going?"

"Go to an interesting place." Yang Jian's answer was ambiguous.

"Okay." Qingxi nodded, quickly put on her clothes, then stood in front of Yang Jian and said, "Let's go."

Yang Jian didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Qingxi was ready, he smiled and said hello.

Qingxi asked: "Is there anything else I should bring?"

"What do you want to bring?"

Qingxi thought for a while, then shook her head.

"It's enough to bring yourself." Yang Jian pulled Qingxi across and took him to fly into the sky with the technique of controlling the wind.

"Your qinggong is really easy to use, you can fly high and steady." Qingxi retracted her head slightly into her clothes.

Watching his movements, Yang Jian moved closer imperceptibly to shield him from the high-altitude wind and cold.

"Qingxi's Taoism and swordsmanship are also very strange. I'm really curious what your world looks like." Yang Jian said, the hot air he exhaled from speaking contaminated Qingxi's cold ears, making Qingxi's ears turn red and sensitive .

"There are too many differences between our place and yours." Qingxi tilted her head and said with a blank face, "At least there are no monsters."

"Ha ha……"

Hearing his tone, Yang Jian couldn't help laughing, his chest trembled slightly, and a pleasant voice rang in Qingxi's ears.

"What are you laughing at?" Qingxi twisted her body uncomfortably.

Yang Jian stopped him by the waist and stopped on a tree, and the two sat on the tallest branch of the tree.

The moon in the sky is bright and clear. Qingxi looks at it and thinks of the sky of Chunyang Palace. Whenever it is night, the sky is a beautiful and clean dark blue, dotted with scattered stars, more like a painting , but I don’t want the sky here to be heavy and black, as if someone has splashed a layer of ink on it to hide the traces of the stars, but it can’t help the brightness of the moon.

"I don't know when I can go back..." Qingxi murmured.

There was a wind blowing, and the leaves began to rustle. Yang Jian glanced at Qingxi's calm profile and asked him, "Does Qingxi really want to go back to his hometown?"

"Well, of course." Qingxi replied without hesitation.

"...Don't worry, Uncle Master said that there is always a way to send you back, maybe this way will be found soon." Yang Jian couldn't see his negativity, and comforted him.In his heart, he had the idea of ​​wanting Qingxi to stay, but then he vetoed it himself——

Qingxi wants to go home, she should be happy for him, why should such thoughts breed.

When Yang Jian's always calm heart began to ripple, Qingxi fell asleep here, his head bit by bit, and then he opened his eyes in a daze, and then became sleepy again - he really It was extremely sleepy.

"Qingxi, Qingxi, let's go back—" Yang Jian gently shook Qingxi's body, seeing Qingxi's bewildered look, he found it funny, so he pinched Qingxi's cheek——

"What are you doing?" Qingxi slapped Yang Jian's hand off, he stood up shaking and said, "Don't pinch my face, senior brother taught you not to pinch it."

"Be careful." Yang Jian frowned and pulled his arm, saying in a good voice, "I don't want to pinch it, so don't fall."

"I'm a disciple of Dachunyang Palace, and my lightness kung fu is very good." Qingxi rubbed her eyes and said, "Don't underestimate me."

"Naturally, I've seen your swordsmanship before." Yang Jian asked Qingxi to sit down and not let him move.

"……Yang Jian."

Qingxi suddenly called out to him.

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

Yang Jian laughed and said, "Thank me for what?"

"You saved my life." He thought for a while and added, "And you treated me very well."

"It's nothing to be thankful for." Yang Jian said indifferently, "It's just a little effort."

Qingxi was silent for a while, groped in the pear silk bag for a while, and took out a jade pendant, he said: "This is for you."

"?"

Qingxi stuffed it into Yang Jian's hand, and said, "Don't refuse, this is because I think we are friends, so I gave it to you."

When the voice fell, he himself felt a little embarrassed.

Facing Qingxi's serious tone, it was really hard for Yang Jian to refuse, so he solemnly put away the jade pendant and said, "I will take good care of it."

"...That's good."

Looking at Qingxi's slightly flushed cheeks, Yang Jian suddenly thought of a word—a token of love.Then he was shocked by his own thoughts, and then teased himself thinking that after getting to know Qingxi, so many things happened that he never thought of.

——For example, now, who would have thought that Yang Jian, who doesn't like to travel on weekdays, would come out with a teenager in the middle of the night to "watch the sky at night"?

"Should we go?" Qingxi said: "I'm afraid the time will not be short, and tomorrow is the day agreed for the battle."

Yang Jian nodded, still wrapped his arms around Qingxi Qingxi's waist like when he came here, and in order to prevent Qingxi from being so cold from the wind, he leaned his body sideways to block the incoming coolness.

There was no more conversation between the two, but it seemed quiet and harmonious.

"Qingxi, we're here." Yang Jian landed directly in front of Qingxi's bedroom, he called Qingxi, but no one answered, so he lowered his head - sure enough, Qingxi had fallen asleep again.

"..." Yang Jian whispered, "I'm afraid I'm really tired."

He slowed down, picked up Qing Xi horizontally, and carefully put him back on the bed.

"Huh..." Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Qingxi's sleeping face for a while, and finally returned to his house.

Yang Jian walked softly through his mansion. When he passed the hall, he found that Xiao Tianquan had already fallen asleep. When he saw that it was him who came back, Xiao Tianquan only moved his ears, glanced at it and fell asleep again.

"...Why is everyone so tired?" Yang Jian thought of Qingxi who was also sleepy, and went back to the room with a happy smile that he couldn't easily detect.

Under the dim light, he took out the jade pendant and looked at it carefully for a while, then put it away solemnly, turned off the light, and sat on the bed to meditate.

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Exhausted... this is from yesterday, make up, sorry...