Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

Murong Jin and Cheng Yue?

How could they be here?

An Jing and Yaoyao saw the figures of Murongjin and Chengyue Chengyue, a little surprised, and instinctively turned back to look at Luo Junqing, who shrugged to show that he didn't know.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Yin asked with concern, "But what's wrong?"

"No," An Jinghe shook his head, "I just met two acquaintances."

Xuan Yin nodded: "Well, let's go in." He always believed in An Jinghe, and since An Jinghe didn't want to explain, he didn't want to force him to ask.

"Okay." An Jing agreed, and then led the two of them to go inside, and happened to bump into Murong Jin and Cheng Yue at the corner.

"Senior Brother An, Senior Brother Luo," Murong Jin blinked his right eye, and jokingly said, "As expected, we met again."

Without waiting for An Jing and Luo Junqing to answer, he continued to turn to Xuan Yin and said, "This is Lord Mojun, I have admired you for a long time." Standing beside Murong Jin, Cheng Yue nodded slightly. Nodding, it's a greeting.

An Jinghe didn't want to speculate on the meaning of these two people. As for their intention of coming here, it was something Rong Xiran should consider.He chuckled lightly and said, "Fellow Taoist Murong, fellow Taoist Chengyue, don't call me senior brother now, whether you are 'disciples' of the Hanguang Sect or not, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Luo Junqing smiled, nodded slightly in greeting, but did not speak, and so did Xuan Yin.

Murong Jin seemed to have already known the intention of the three people coming here, so he didn't delay them immediately, so he said with a smile: "It seems that the three of you should have something to look for Senior Rong, then you should go quickly, I will take the moon to return There are some things to discuss, so don't bother."

An Jinghe also smiled, he had a good impression of these two people, "Okay, let's talk again when we have time."

"Please." Murong Jin nodded and turned slightly to let the three of them in.

The cave was winding and winding, and the more the three of them walked inside, the chillier they felt.

After walking for a long distance, the three of them finally stopped in front of the huge ice wall, as if they had entered a dead end. "Senior Rong, we are here."

"En." There was a soft reply from inside, and the three of them were in a trance for a while, then passed through the thick ice wall and entered the ice room.

An Jinghe led Luo Junqing and Xuan Yin through two corridors, and finally arrived at the main hall.

The man in white with a sharp and handsome face stood in front of an ice coffin, and when he heard the sound of them coming in, he turned around and looked over.

"Senior Rong," An Jinghe nodded, and introduced, "This is my elder brother, Xuan Yin, and the other is Luo Junqing, whom you have met before."

"Senior Rong." Xuan Yin also nodded.

"Well," Rong Xiran nodded slightly, knowing Xuan Yin's intentions, he slightly left the ice coffin, and turned to look at Luo Junqing.

Luo Junqing also looked over with a smile, and the two of them exchanged eyes for a moment, then Rong Xiran turned around and stopped looking at him.

An Jinghe watched the two people's eyes meet, a little puzzled.

Xuan Yin's gaze softened a little, and he took a few steps forward to the side of the ice coffin. Under the transparent coffin lid, the face of the man in red was delicate, even a little bloody, as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep.Xuan Yin stroked the coffin lid lightly, his hands trembling slightly. At first he saw his uncle leaving with his own brother, then in the Demon Realm, the Demon Queen died protecting him, and then came the news of Lord Lianxiao's death. He thought that Xuanyue was his only relative in this world, but he didn't expect that Mr. Lianxiao might be resurrected.

Mr. Lianxiao has always been very kind to them. Even at the critical moment of life and death, he is the most trusted elder brother of the queen, and even entrusted the youngest son. In the end, Mr. Lianxiao really protected Xuanyue all the time, and found him for Xuanyue until his fall. a way out.

Xuan Yin respected, loved and appreciated this uncle.

Fortunately, he was still saved.

Rong Xiran must have wasted a lot of energy.

"You really did it." A smile appeared in Rong Xiran's eyes, perhaps because he finally found his godhead, and he felt a little more relaxed.

"Well, but actually I didn't do anything..." An Jinghe nodded vaguely, with Rong Xiran's eyesight, how could he fail to see his current situation.

Rong Xiran smiled slightly: "Then let's go, after the godheads are unified, we can start tomorrow."

"En." An Jinghe looked at Luo Junqing, raised his eyebrows, and asked for his opinion.

"Yes." Luo Junqing nodded.

"Come with me." Rong Xiran said, then turned and left the main hall, and led the two of them to a more remote room.

It is still made of ice, so cold to the bone.

"It's right here," Rong Xiran turned to face the two, and said to Luo Junqing specifically, "You just need to follow my spiritual power, don't resist too much consciousness, and there should be no danger .”

"Should?" An Jinghe grasped the word, "Didn't you say that you are sure, that there will be no problem?"

Rong Xiran glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, as long as he cooperates, there will be no danger."

"I, I'm not in a hurry. I have nothing to worry about." An Jinghe was about to say a few words to Luo Junqing, but met a pair of smiling eyes. Even though his heart was suffocated, he couldn't say anything, and it took a long time to do it He squeezed out a sentence, "Be careful yourself."

"Well, don't worry, Senior Rong said that there is no problem, so nothing will happen." Luo Junqing looked bright, and gently hugged An Jinghe, only vaguely, not tightly, with gentle strength Dean Jinghe was able to push away without even using force, An Jinghe raised his hand instinctively, but froze in the air for a moment, after all, he clenched his fist weakly and slumped down, Luo Junqing leaned close to An Jinghe's ear By the side, he smiled softly, when these things are settled, we will go together, okay. "

Warm breath came from the ears, a little itchy, An Jing and her body trembled slightly, neither saying yes nor no.

The two stood quietly like this for a while, before An Jinghe said: "Don't waste time, you should live well first, and then think about other things."

"Well," Luo Junqing let go of An Jinghe, and took a step back.

"Sit." Rong Xiran raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, and then sat down on the floor first.

Luo Junqing also sat across from Rong Xiran without hesitation. The fat ball had already come out of An Jing and her body, but it was in the form of the godhead itself, crystal clear, bright and bright, hanging in the air like a star.

With a wave of Rong Xiran's hand, another shard of godhood was also suspended in the air, and the two shards faced each other far away.

Rong Xiran said, "Close your eyes."

Luo Junqing glanced sideways at An Jinghe next to her, then sat down and closed her eyes.

I have to admit that An Jinghe is nervous at the moment, no one has tried this method before.

It was unheard of for the godhead to appear in this world before. Although Rong Xiran repeatedly promised that there would be no problems, no one had tried it. Luo Junqing conceived a baby with the godhead. Now that the godhead is taken out of the body, how does it feel? Does it hurt? Only Luo Junqing knew how painful it was.

What will happen after it is taken out, whether there will be any future troubles, and how much damage will be done to his cultivation base, are all unpredictable.

Mr. Lianxiao has no relatives or reason with him, even separated by a gully of "the incompatibility between Taoism and devil", but he can follow here so easily.

It's a lie for An Jinghe to say that he doesn't want to touch him. It's the first time someone has treated him like this in two lifetimes.

Rong Xiran's side has already started to practice martial arts, and the silver spiritual light connected the meridians of the two together. Luo Junqing did not resist at all, and Rong Xiran's spiritual power entered his dantian smoothly.

It is a big taboo in the cultivation world to allow other people's spiritual power to enter the dantian meridian. If you are not careful for a moment, you may lose your cultivation.

An Jinghe believed in Rong Xiran, so he brought Luo Junqing, and Luo Junqing believed in An Jinghe, so he did not resist.

The godhead in the dantian was running rapidly, mobilizing spiritual power to match Rong Xiran's spiritual power.

After all, it was extremely difficult to take out the godhead that had been integrated with him from his body. Before long, Luo Junqing's forehead and temples were covered with cold sweat, his lips turned white, and he looked very painful.

An Jinghe felt a throbbing pain in his heart, but he had no choice but to watch from the side. He wanted to go over and wipe off Luo Junqing's sweat, but he was afraid of disturbing the two of them and causing irreversible consequences. I can only worry on one side.

An Jinghe finally realized how life feels like years.

When Rong Xiran finally stopped moving, Luo Junqing was almost completely drenched in cold sweat.

A crystal clear ice crystal rose from the top of Luo Junqing's head, it looked brighter and purer than the other two.

Luo Junqing tilted his body and was about to fall to the ground, but An Jing and his quick eyes caught him.

Luo Junqing's face was pale, without a trace of blood, her eyes were closed, and even her breathing was extremely weak.

"Didn't you say it's okay? How did he become like this?!" An Jinghe asked Rong Xiran with angry eyes.

"I just said 'should', not sure." Rong Xiran shook his head, "This is beyond my control."

"Then he..." An Jinghe's body trembled slightly, his eyes turned red, and the bone-chilling chill seemed to seep into his heart, making him unable to breathe.Luo Junqing's vitality became weaker and weaker, An Jinghe sat on the ground, hugged him, and didn't even dare to move easily, for fear of accidentally breaking his vitality.

An Jinghe just quietly supported Luo Junqing, staring at him closely, not even daring to blink, for fear that if he closed his eyes and opened them again, this person would be completely lifeless.

"Then...then what should we do now?" An Jinghe asked tremblingly with a hoarse voice and a blank mind.

"You misunderstood, I didn't say he's okay." Rong Xiran collected the three fragments, and squatted in front of An Jinghe, "Does your heart hurt? Knowing that he might be dying soon."

"You said, is he okay?" An Jinghe raised his head, looked at Rong Xiran, his eyes lighted up again, looked at Rong Xiran for a moment, and waited for his answer with bated breath.

Rong Xiran nodded and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, he's fine."

An Jing and his tense nerves instantly relaxed, and he even forgot to ask Cai Rong Xiran why he deliberately made him anxious.

Rong Xiran repeated again: "Does your heart ache, seeing him dying?"

"I...I..." An Jinghe lowered his head, his voice intermittent.

"You don't need to tell me," Rong Xiran shook his head and interrupted him, "It's good for you to be clear in your heart, the key is, you have to think clearly, and don't regret it until you lose it."

An Jinghe still hugged Luo Junqing and did not speak.

"Take him to the last room to clean up." Rong Xiran stood up, "I'm leaving first."

"Hmm." An Jinghe cheered up and answered.

Rong Xiran ignored him and left here. Before tomorrow night, he still has a lot of things to do.

An Jinghe hugged Luo Junqing, sat on the ground for a while, and then went to the room Rong Xiran mentioned.

A bathroom, to be exact.

When he got here, he had to admire Rong Xiran's powerful spiritual power.

In the huge bath pool made of ice, the warm water emits billowing steam, but the surrounding walls made of ice show no sign of melting.

An Jinghe took off Luo Junqing's clothes and dragged him into the bath.

Luo Junqing still closed her eyes tightly, unconscious, allowing him to move.

He hadn't seen such a well-behaved Luo Junqing for a long time, but at this moment he didn't want Luo Junqing to look so weak.

Hastily wiped Luo Junqing's body clean, the hot water in the hot spring warmed Luo Junqing's gradually icy body again, and even his breath slowly returned to normal, An Jinghe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat on the ground leaning against the cold wall and looked at Luo Junqing in the pool, surrounded by mist, he looked a little fragile and soft.

To say that you don't feel bad is to deceive yourself.

When Luo Junqing woke up, he saw the senior brother he was thinking of sitting in front of him, falling asleep looking at the ice wall.

With a move in his heart, he raised a smile, moved his body a little in the direction of An Jinghe, and simply sat in the water and looked at him.

An Jinghe obviously didn't sleep well, his long crow-green eyelash feathers trembled slightly, casting a dark shadow on his white cheeks.

As if a feather scratched into Luo Junqing's heart, he raised his hand, wanting to touch that thick eyelash.

However, just as his hand reached out to An Jinghe, the sleeping man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly blurred, and he blinked a few times before waking up.

Luo Junqing restrained herself, turned her wrist, and wrapped a strand of hair hanging on An Jing's cheek behind his ear, and said, "Brother, are you awake?"

"Well," An Jinghe didn't pay much attention to Luo Junqing's actions just now. When he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Junqing in front of him, looking at him with his eyes open. Ask, "Are you awake? How do you feel now?"

Luo Junqing smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, I just feel a little weak."

"It's fine if you don't have any other problems, and you will recover." An Jinghe lowered his eyelashes before saying, "Perhaps, your cultivation level will be slightly lowered."

"What does that matter?" Luo Junqing didn't care, and tried to support herself and put on the dry clothes placed by the pool, but failed, and fell back into the pool again.

"Be careful," An Jinghe leaned forward to support him, and said, "I'll help you up."

"Okay, I'm sorry." Luo Junqing obediently passed her arm over.

"Well," An Jinghe took Luo Junqing's hand and stood up. Perhaps after sitting for a long time, he suddenly stood up. Suddenly, An Jinghe's legs went numb, his body leaned forward suddenly, his feet slipped, and he stepped on his feet. The ice cube jumped forward.

"what!"

"Pfft!"

An Jinghe threw himself on Luo Junqing, and both of them fell into the pool together. Luo Junqing was afraid that he would fall, so she hugged An Jinghe tightly when she fell, and let him fall on the ground. himself.

"Are you alright?" An Jinghe was dizzy from the fall, and after regaining consciousness, he hurriedly touched Luo Junqing's body below him. Now that Luo Junqing was still weak, he was afraid that he would break him .

"Don't touch it." Luo Junqing grabbed An Jing's and Luan's hands, and said with a light smile, "It's fine, but if you touch it, maybe something will happen."

An Jinghe was taken aback for a moment, then understood what he meant, blushed, and was about to raise his hand to hit him, but held back, and explained: "I just sat for a long time, and my feet are numb."

"Yeah." Luo Junqing nodded obediently and obediently.

"I'll help you up." An Jinghe stood up straight and said after making sure her feet were no longer numb.

"Okay." Luo Junqing was naturally smiling, his face was still pale, An Jing and curled his lips, his movements were gentler, and he carefully helped him ashore, and at Luo Junqing's "weak and powerless" request, put it on for him. clothes.

"Brother, don't you want to change?" Luo Junqing's eyes brightened.

An Jinghe looked at her drenched body and said, "...Change."

An Jinghe quickly changed his clothes in front of Luo Junqing as if nothing had happened.

Then he helped him to an ice room, and helped him to bed.

The house is made of cold ice, and the bed is really warm and comfortable.

An Jing said softly: "You rest for a while, I'll go out and see my brother."

Luo Junqing nodded obediently: "Yes."

When An Jinghe arrived at the main hall, Rong Xiran, Xuan Yin, Murong Jin and Cheng Yue were all there, discussing something.

Xuan Yin noticed that An Jinghe had changed his clothes, and was about to ask a question, but suddenly thought of something and held back.

An Jinghe didn't notice the change in Xuan Yin's expression, and asked, "Will it be a bit rushed tomorrow?"

Rong Xiran said: "No, I have been preparing for many years to make sure everything is safe."

Murong Jin also smiled and said, "Yes, Cheng Yue, I, and Master Mojun will also help."

An Jinghe nodded and said, "That's good."

In fact, he can't help the rest, but he believes that Rong Xiran will not let accidents happen.

Rong Xiran said: "Then everyone go to rest, tomorrow will be hard."

"En." An Jinghe nodded, talked to Xuan Yin, and went to Luo Junqing's room.

Xuan Yin originally wanted to talk to him, but gave up again. He had no way to get involved in emotional matters. As long as his Xuan Yue was happy, he didn't care who the other party was.

When An Jinghe walked in, Luo Junqing had already fallen asleep, lying quietly on the bed with a cold and pale face.

An Jinghe sat beside his bed quietly, looking at Luo Junqing.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that the corners of Luo Junqing's lips are more curved.

Luo Junqing had just been taken out of his godhood, and his body was still very weak. An Jinghe was afraid of any accident, so he planned to guard him.

It's just that he was really tired these days, so he lay down on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, Luo Junqing quietly opened his eyes, gently stroked An Jinghe's hair, the smile in his eyes was gentle and light, he sat up, bent down and imprinted a smile on An Jinghe's forehead shallow kiss.

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When An Jinghe woke up, he found himself lying on the bed. He stretched out his hand and found that there was no one beside him. He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He was about to get out of bed to look for Luo Junqing, but he found that Luo Junqing just came out of bed. Come in the door.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you pay more attention to rest." An Jinghe frowned, with obvious worry in his eyes.

Luo Junqing smiled and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine. Senior brother wakes up and gets up quickly. Senior Rong is already making preparations."

"En." An Jing agreed, got out of bed, and went to the main hall with Luo Junqing.

Rong Xiran was obviously ready.

The crystal coffin lid has been cracked, and the face of the man in red in the coffin became clearer, very similar to An Jing and Guo Zhen, with a beautiful appearance.

Rong Xiran, Chengyue, Murongjin, and Xuan Yin stood at the four corners of the ice coffin, and the complete godheads that had been restored quietly hung above Lianxiao Jun, pouring down a bright light.

A woman with disheveled hair was tied with a rope in the corner. The woman was in a mess and was in a mess. She huddled in the corner and looked up at them from time to time.The face is extremely delicate, but the makeup is overdone, which looks a bit scary.

It was Xue Yu.

Xue Yu's eyes were full of hatred, and she scolded something in bits and pieces, like crazy.

But no one sympathized with her.

She deserved it.

It was she who An Jing heard the sobbing female voice last time. Today's bad results were caused by her alone. Now it is atonement for her to be the introduction.

She killed Mr. Lianxiao, and Rong Xiran kept her alive, naturally for today.

None of the people spoke, and as soon as the midnight arrived, the ceremony that had been planned for decades began.

An Jinghe was a little nervous, his palms were clenched tightly, and some cold sweat broke out. Luo Junqing moved to his side calmly, stretched out his hand to hold An Jinghe's hand, exerted a little strength, the warm spirit The force spread to An Jing and his body along the hands they held, which made him relax a little.

An Jinghe turned his head and said softly, "Thank you."

Luo Junqing did not speak, and the transmission of spiritual power was not interrupted.

Everything that followed went very smoothly. With the four of them working together, the pressure on Rong Xiran was greatly reduced, and it became easier to control the whole situation.

Xue Yu's fresh blood, like strands of red thread, merged into the resplendent godhead, dyeing the bright white light with a layer of crimson, magnificent and cruel.

Little by little, the power of the godhead finally fully entered into Mr. Lianxiao's body.

When the light in a room dimmed.

The man in red in the ice coffin finally opened his eyes under Rong Xiran's expectant and nervous gaze, and sat up.

Rong Xiran finally couldn't restrain himself and hugged Mr. Lianxiao, his body trembled violently, his eyes were reddish, he opened his mouth, and his throat let out a rough gasp, which seemed to be sobbing, but he didn't say anything, just squeezed He hugged the person in his arms tightly, but he didn't dare to use too much force, as if he was afraid of crushing him.

The man in red froze for a moment, then raised his hands that were not yet flexible enough to embrace Rong Xiran, and patted Rong Xiran's back lightly, as if to comfort him.

The rest of the people withdrew in a tacit understanding.

Murongjin and Chengyue looked at each other and smiled, and they left the ice palace together. In the long years to come, they also have many things to do.

Before Murong Jin left, he talked to An Jinghe for a while, but no one knew the content.

It's just that after that day, An Jinghe seemed to have made some decision, and getting along with Luo Junqing became calmer.

Everything seems to be going in the right direction.

Lord Lianxiao's soul was damaged, and he lost part of his memory.All the memories of the time after the queen handed Xuan Yue over to him were gone.

But this is the best, all those pains and betrayals are gone.

Mr. Lianxiao has already paid a lot for them, he doesn't need to carry such a heavy memory anymore.

Rong Xiran said that he would take Mr. Lianxiao to travel all over the Xuanhuang Continent.

When he said this, there seemed to be stars in his eyes, so bright that Luo Junqing felt a little dazzled.

Luo Junqing turned to look at An Jinghe, but the other party was talking to Xuan Yin and Lord Lianxiao, whether she didn't notice his gaze or didn't look back on purpose.

Xuan Yin and An Jing lived together with Luo Junqing in Rong Xiran's ice palace for a while.

Mr. Lianxiao gradually recovers, and An Jing and Tong Xuanyin accompany him every day, and they are very happy.

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"You let him go like this?" Rong Xiran turned around and looked at Luo Junqing.

"Well, he wants to be alone for a while." Luo Junqing looked at the figure that was getting further and further away in front of him until he disappeared from sight.

Rong Xiran nodded, and said: "Well, it's good that you have your own ideas, and I will take Ah Xiao away tomorrow."

Luo Junqing nodded: "Yes."

Rong Xiran glanced at him, sighed, turned around and walked into the ice palace.

Luo Junqing continued to stand on the cliff staring at the deserted mountain road in a daze.

But Xuan Yin walked behind Luo Junqing at some point and said, "He likes you."

"I know." Luo Junqing smiled wryly, "But he doesn't know."

Xuan Yin frowned: "Are you going to let go?"

"No." Luo Junqing shook his head, but his voice was firm. He glanced at the mountain road again, then turned and left.

Xuan Yin took a fixed look at Luo Junqing's figure, and after a while, smiled softly.

An Jinghe left the ice palace smoothly, heaving a sigh of relief, this idea was not a temporary decision, he thought for a long time, and decided to leave alone.

He wanted to see the world by himself.

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An Jinghe plunged his sword into the trafficker's chest, bringing out a pool of bright red blood.

He followed the trafficker for a long time, and finally found a chance to kill the trafficker's lair.

"The money here, you take it and divide it up and find your own way." An Jinghe swept around the trembling children. These children were only ten years old, and the young ones were only two or three years old. He couldn't help but soften his voice, and said, "Don't be afraid, if you can find a home, go home quickly, if you can't find a home, go to the government."

The children looked at this very good-looking man in horror, and then looked at each other. They cried out with a "wow", and a small dilapidated room was instantly filled with the cries of children.

The cries were louder and louder, as if they were louder than anyone else, but An Jinghe knew that these children were really scared.

However, he was still a little flustered. He had lived for so many years, and he had never coaxed so many children. He had never seen this kind of battle, so he had to coax these little dolls in a hurry for a long time before coaxing these little dolls. After giving them money, he coaxed them to leave here.

Looking at the messy den of human traffickers, An Jinghe picked up the oil lamp on the ground, lit the moldy and tattered curtains, and then poured the kerosene in the lamp into the fire.

After everything was done, he turned around and walked out of the sea of ​​flames. As soon as he came out, he saw a young man in white in the yard waiting for him with arms folded.

"Senior brother, long time no see."

An Jing and Yin Xue in his hands were still stained with blood, and he didn't retract the scabbard. He glanced at the person who came, and walked away, preparing to leave the scene of the crime.

He knew that Luo Junqing had been with him for more than two months, and had secretly helped him out of danger many times.

It was only three months since he left Rong Xiran's ice palace, and less than one month later, he noticed that Luo Junqing was following him secretly, and he didn't care, he just pretended not to see it. Suddenly appeared.

Luo Junqing didn't care about his indifference, and said: "Senior brother, since you know that I have been following you, why don't you stop and wait for me."

"What are you waiting for?" An Jinghe's tone was flat.

"I know the brother's intentions are good." Luo Junqing grabbed An Jinghe's arm when he passed by him, and turned around to look at him.

"If you encounter such a thing in the future, come and solve it with me, okay?" Luo Junqing held An Jinghe's hand, "Your cultivation base has been greatly reduced now, and it's okay to meet ordinary people, but if you meet someone who is a bit crooked It will be dangerous."

"In the future, for this kind of matter, senior brother can just use his mouth to order, and leave the hands-on work to me, okay?"

Luo Junqing looked at An Jinghe with bright eyes, earnest and sincere, and cautious, but looked at the opposite person looking at him quietly, listening to him calmly and seriously, through the other's dark and bright pupils, you can even reflect the With her clear appearance, Luo Junqing's heart trembled.

An Jinghe raised his head slightly, quietly looked at Luo Junqing who was much taller than him, and then looked at the fire that annihilated the crime in front of him, licked the corners of his mouth, and shook his head helplessly.

"……I previously……"

Luo Junqing froze for a moment, seemed a little surprised by An Jinghe's opening, and quickly shut up.

It seemed that the noise outside was getting closer and closer. It should be the person who saw the fire and came to see the situation. Luo Junqing grabbed An Jinghe's waist and flew him away from this dilapidated and dirty place.

The two reached a deserted alley, An Jinghe pushed Luo Junqing's hand away, and walked down the street.

Luo Junqing asked: "What did senior brother want to say just now?"

"I didn't treat you very well before, why do you like me?"

"I..." Luo Junqing paused, "Maybe senior brother thinks it's a trivial matter, but it's not for me."

"It was the brother who gave me a piece of clothing in the cold cave."

"It was my brother who brought me back to the sect."

"It was my brother who sacrificed his life many times to save me from danger."

"Whether it's exercises or treasures, senior brother always gives them to me."

"For the first time, someone stood in front of me when the danger came, and that person was Senior Brother."

"When my demons suddenly broke out, it was my brother who helped me..."

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An Jing didn't pay much attention to the past, but Luo Junqing was able to list so many.

Luo Junqing smiled: "Perhaps senior brother has long forgotten."

An Jing said to Xin, it's not that I don't remember, it's just that I didn't take it to heart like you.

He didn't speak for a long time, Luo Junqing didn't care, and said to himself: "It doesn't matter if brother doesn't remember, I will remember it for a lifetime, and I will always be good to brother."

An Jing and Hang Mou remained silent, and it took a long time before he raised his head and said, "Don't follow me anymore."

Luo Junqing's eyes were a little hurt, but she still squeezed out a smile and said, "...OK."

An Jinghe turned around and left here. When he reached the alley, he couldn't help but cast a glance at Luo Junqing inside.

The sky was dark, Luo Junqing stood inside alone, with a thin figure, staring at his figure closely, seeing him turn around, Luo Junqing's originally lost eyes overflowed with brilliance.

An Jinghe's heart trembled, and he walked away quickly, without seeing Luo Junqing's suddenly dim eyes.

He went to the next town overnight to find an inn to make do for the night.

Have a dreamless night and sleep soundly.

At sunrise, after cleaning and having breakfast, An Jinghe once again carried a long sword and a bamboo flute, and threw a piece of broken silver to the shopkeeper. He didn't intend to stay in one place for a long time, so he settled the bill , and left here.

He wandered around for a few more months.

He has traveled to many places, seen many landscapes, and done many things that he has never done before.

I originally traveled far away because of a concern, but now I am more and more used to wandering.

He was also used to the young man in white who followed him from afar.

He never thought that he could get rid of Luo Junqing, the Yun Ling on his body had already tied the two of them together.

Now he can't tell whether he hopes that Luo Junqing will continue to follow him, or that Luo Junqing will give up sooner.

An Jinghe, carrying a long sword and bamboo flute, asked several inns, walking on the road, a little tired.

He didn't have enough troubles, so he found a corner where the crowd was relatively lively, and sat on the floor.

In the past few months, An Jinghe has become accustomed to this way of getting money. Fortunately, he can also play the flute.

Gently put the bamboo flute to his lips, and a string of beautiful and clear flute sounds came out. The musician was also handsome and beautiful, attracting a group of people to watch the fun.

A square handkerchief was placed at the foot to collect the copper plates.

However, less than half an hour after the opening, someone came to grab the site.

The young man in white swung his long sword, and the piercing snow-white sword light dazzled the eyes of the people around him.

The young man is tall and tall, with a handsome face and a striking swordsmanship.However, the fierce sword energy made this group of mortals who had no cultivation base unbearable, and dispersed one after another.Neither An Jing nor herself noticed her instant soft gaze, as if she had expected this scene long ago.

The visitor laughed very happily: "Brother, I see that you are amazingly beautiful, and you are very handsome, why don't you join me as a partner, you play the flute, I dance the sword, and we will perform together, and we will surely make a fortune."

The sound of the flute is continuous, faint and clear, and it is a melodious melody of reminiscing about the old man.An Jinghe remained motionless.

I am afraid that the business will not be able to continue, after the song is over, An Jing and the flute are ready to leave again.

"Brother, wait for me. I'm no longer the head of Hanguang. I'm penniless now. How can you bear to let me live on the street? Why don't we get together to perform as a performer? Or, you collect money and I dance swords?"

An Jinghe paused, then walked forward again.

Luo Junqing followed him step by step, saying a word or two from time to time.

An Jinghe didn't look back, but couldn't help but curled up the corners of her lips, feeling light in her heart.

Luo Junqing said to herself: "Brother, I will always follow you from now on, okay?"

"Okay." An Jinghe's voice was very soft.

"Huh? What did you say?" Luo Junqing's eyes widened. He originally planned to talk to himself and cling to An Jinghe, but he didn't expect that An Jinghe would respond to him and even agreed to him.

He was afraid that it was just his own random thinking just now, so he asked again: "Senior brother, what did you just say?"

An Jinghe didn't answer any more, and walked forward on his own.

Luo Junqing ran to An Jinghe's side in a few steps, and said relentlessly, "Senior brother, can you say it again, what did you promise me just now?"

"Not good." An Jinghe quickened his pace.

Luo Junqing followed An Jinghe closely, but she couldn't get the answer she wanted.

He stood there dejectedly.

An Jinghe walked a few steps, only to realize that Luo Junqing hadn't followed, hesitated for a moment, and turned around.

Luo Junqing stood behind him.

An Jing looked at the thin Luo Junqing with scorching eyes, and suddenly his eyes felt a little sore.

An Jinghe took a breath and said, "Didn't you say that you want to perform with me? Hurry up, it will be dark soon, we have to go to the night market in the east, where there are many people to make money."

Luo Junqing raised her head, her expression was joyful, her eyes were bright, "Senior brother..."

An Jinghe raised her eyebrows: "Why, do you regret it? Then I'm leaving." Then he turned around and continued walking.

Luo Junqing couldn't help but frowned, walked forward a few steps, and hugged An Jinghe tightly.

An Jinghe broke free from him with all his strength, and turned to face him. Luo Junqing looked at An Jinghe's expressionless face, a little at a loss.

However, at the next moment, An Jinghe let out a "puchi" laugh, hugged Luo Junqing tightly, clasped the back of Luo Junqing's head with one hand, and slowly pressed his lips against Luo Junqing's.

Luo Junqing was stunned for a moment, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He hugged An Jinghe even tighter, deepening the kiss.

Lips and tongues entangled.

Behind him, the lights came on, and a cluster of brilliant fireworks exploded in the air.

Neither of the two was distracted to look at it, they just hugged each other quietly and never separated again.

The author has something to say: the ending is really difficult