wind and snow

Mu Qianyan quickly stabilized his body and was about to strike back, but when he raised his eyes to see the person coming, he froze in place for an instant, and whispered in surprise: "Xiao Qi?"

Mu Qianyan was wondering, when he caught a glimpse of Ji Xian still pretending to be Mu Jin from the corner of his eye, he thought that Xiao Qi had misunderstood something, and explained: "He is not Mu Jin."

"I know."

"Then you still-"

"I know who he is," Xiao Qi interrupted the other party's words, and repeated indifferently: "I said, this is the person I brought back, and no one but me should try to touch him."

Mu Qianyan clenched his fists secretly, a trace of unwillingness and resentment flashed in his eyes, but he had no choice but to stop his attacking posture against Xiao Qi, and asked through gritted teeth, "The person you brought back? Could it be Xianyun Zhenjun?"

Hearing this, Ji Xian was startled, how did Mu Qianyan guess him right away?

Xiao Qi replied blankly: "It's not him."

Xiao Qi opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, but Mu Qianyan didn't have any doubts. He just looked contemptuously at Ji Xian who was lying on the ground, and replied with a sneer: "That's right, if it's Zhenjun Xianyun, it's your turn to rescue him, right? I'm afraid I'm the one lying here."

Ji Xian: "..."

"But if it's not Xianyun Zhenjun, then who is it?" Mu Qianyan walked forward slowly, his eyes fixed on Xiao Qi, as if he wanted to see something strange from Xiao Qi's face, " I don't know, besides Zhenjun Xianyun, Lord Mojun would be interested in other people in the fairy world."

Xiao Qi stood there without moving, his face sank like water, and his voice was as cold as ice, "I'm afraid it's not your turn to care about my affairs."

Hearing this, Mu Qianyan was silent for a few seconds, suppressed the anger in his heart, smiled at Xiao Qi, and lamented: "Well, since Lord Mojun has spoken, I will let this little fairy go today... ..." While speaking, Mu Qianyan removed the restraint on Ji Xian.

Then he tilted his head and gave Ji Xian a meaningful look, and said frivolously, "Little Xianjun, if you fall into my hands next time, you won't be so lucky." After throwing this sentence, Mu Qianyan Then he turned around and cast a spell and left.

As soon as Mu Qianyan left, Ji Xian couldn't suppress the injury on his chest any longer, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then a faint white light flashed, and he returned to his original appearance.

Ji Xian thought bitterly, it's a good thing Mu Qianyan has already left, if he just dragged on for a while, he might not be able to maintain even the most basic illusion.

Xiao Qi looked at Ji Xian quietly, and what caught his eyes was that pale and fragile cheek, like the ice and snow in an extremely cold place, without a trace of blemish, only his lips were stained bright red with blood, which was different from his usual handsome and elegant image It's completely different, yet surprisingly charming.Xiao Qi's heart trembled for no reason, he strode up to Ji Xian and squatted down, frowning.

Ji Xian had a bad heart, he was able to fight against Mu Qianyan just now, but now being suppressed by Xiao Qi's powerful force, he couldn't even use his strength.

This... Could it be that within half a day after he escaped from the stone house, he was going to be arrested again?

Ji Xian thought that Xiao Qi was about to lose his temper again, but unexpectedly, the other party just raised his hand to gently wipe off the blood from his mouth, and said flatly, "If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have died under Mu Qianyan's hands just now." His voice was cold Faint, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Ji Xian was stunned for a moment, subconsciously trying to explain that he had left behind and would not easily die in Mu Qianyan's hands, but after hesitating for a moment, he said a few other words, lowering his eyes and whispering: "Thank you, Mo Qianyan." Please help me."

Ji Xian's voice was already very gentle, but now that he was hurt, it was even softer, like a helpless kitten.

Seeing Ji Xian's fragile appearance, Xiao Qi didn't feel distressed, but felt strangely satisfied.He hooked his lips, carefully picked up Ji Xian, and used his mind to activate the spell. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had returned to the magic palace where Xiao Qi lived.

As soon as the two of them appeared, a demon attendant stepped forward to salute and said respectfully, "Lord Demon Lord." Hearing this voice, it turned out to be the mufu who had guarded Ji Xian before.

After the salute, Mu Fu just raised her head, she just stood there in a daze, staring at Ji Xian in Xiao Qi's arms in surprise, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't close her mouth for a long time.

Ji Xian: "..."

After seeing Mufu's exaggerated reaction, Ji Xian vaguely realized that the posture of the two of them seems to be a bit inappropriate...

But Xiao Qi didn't care so much, he walked straight to his room with Ji Xian in his arms, and at the same time ordered in a deep voice: "Hurry up and call the family physician."

Hearing this, Ji Xian came back to his senses, and hurriedly stopped him, "Don't—"

Xiao Qi stopped and looked at Ji Xian suspiciously.

Ji Xian explained softly: "My injury looks serious, but it's actually not a serious problem. I can recover on my own after two days of rest." He smiled and said, "Also, did the devil forget that I am the most Good healer."

Ji Xian's last words reminded Xiao Qi that he almost forgot that the person in his arms was not a soft character to be bullied at all, but this is the omniscient and omnipotent Xianyun Zhenjun in the nine heavens, so how could he? need his help.

"Who said I was going to call someone to heal your wounds?" Xiao Qi's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "It's better if you stay like this."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Qi continued to stride forward, entered the door, paused, and said coldly, "Forget it, don't go." explain.

Ji Xian is naturally keenly aware of the change in Xiao Qi's attitude, but Xiao Qi has always been moody, and he is used to it.

After entering the room, Xiao Qi carefully put Ji Xian on the bed, then ignored Ji Xian and did not leave the room, just sitting at the stone table beside him drinking with a sullen face.

At this moment, Ji Xian had no time to care about other things, he sat up propped up, took out a celestial medicine from his bosom, took it, and began to cast spells to heal his injuries.

In fact, the power of Mu Qianyan's palm was not very powerful, but his old wounds had not healed, and in addition to the fact that he had consumed a lot of divine power to suppress the medicinal properties of the strange elixir, that's why he appeared so weak.

I don't know how long it took before Ji Xian's complexion gradually eased. He slowly opened his eyes, and Xiao Qi's stern face met his eyes.

Ji Xian was a little surprised, and blurted out what was in his mind, "Why are you still here?"

"Why, drive me away?" Xiao Qi's face suddenly became very ugly, "This is my room, I can't stay anymore?"

"..." Ji Xian knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and explained softly, "That's not what I meant."

Xiao Qihan said in a low voice: "I just stayed here to warn you about one thing. If you want to escape again, you won't be let off so easily next time."

Regarding Xiao Qi's cruel words, Ji Xian didn't take it to heart at all, and he had a better understanding of Xiao Qi's temper, so he followed the other party's words and replied: "There will be no next time."

Sure enough, seeing Ji Xian's soft clothes, Xiao Qi's attitude softened involuntarily. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Where's that painting?"

Ji Xian naturally knew which painting Xiao Qi was referring to, so he asked instead, "Did you paint it?"

"give me back."

"Is that painting important to you?"

Xiao Qi: "..."

The two were talking like chickens talking to ducks, unable to communicate normally at all.

After a while, Xiao Qi replied in a low voice: "Yes, it's very important." His voice was softer than ever before, and even his gaze towards Ji Xian became extremely soft.

Ji Xian's heart trembled, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Something that is very important to Lord Demon Lord... Well, let me guess, is it because of your legendary sweetheart?"

Hearing this, Xiao Qi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked sharply, "What did you say?"

Ji Xian said: "Back then, Lord Demon Lord rejected the marriage proposal of Princess Feng Clan, but it was widely spread in the fairy world."

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, calmed down, squinted his eyes and mocked: "I didn't know that Xianyun Zhenjun would be interested in these rumors."

Ji Xian ignored the sarcasm in Xiao Qi's tone, and continued: "I once heard that Lord Mojun had a lover who was in love with him when he was still a mortal, and it is said that he was a powerful fairy."

"You suffered all kinds of hardships for that fairy to become a fairy, but after you became a fairy, you found out that you were deceived. There is no such a fairy in the heavens."

"But you didn't listen to the dissuasion of the immortals, and continued to search tenaciously... However, you have searched all over the world, but you still can't find it."

Ji Xian paused, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, "Master Demon Lord, have you thought about the possibility that the reason why you can't find that fairy..." Ji Xian's voice was calm and gentle, but extremely cruel , Like a sharp knife digging open Xiao Qi's sore spots, he said word by word: "Actually, it's just because your sweetheart doesn't want to see you at all."

What Ji Xian said was half true and half false, but the last sentence really hit Xiao Qi's sore spot - when he couldn't find his sweetheart at first, he was still afraid that something happened to him, But after knowing that that person never existed, he suddenly realized that maybe that person just didn't want to see him again.

These past events, Xiao Qi never wanted to mention to others, it seemed that as long as these wounds were not opened, they would slowly scab and heal.But in fact, even he couldn't deceive himself, these wounds never healed, and were always bloody.

Xiao Qi's face changed suddenly, he flicked his sleeves, and there was a surge of air, he patted Ji Xian straight, and angrily said: "Shut up!"

Ji Xian was hit by the palm wind, and he snorted, a trace of blood spilled from his mouth.

"You..." Xiao Qi didn't expect Ji Xian to be so fragile after being injured, and he hurt him again with a single blow.Xiao Qi's body trembled, but he didn't take the next step.

Ji Xian lowered his head and wiped off the blood on his mouth, then waved his hands, "It's all right."

Ji Xian didn't know why he said those words just now, he knew that these words would anger Xiao Qi...

It always seems to be like this, once he meets Xiao Qi, he can no longer safely control the development of things.

"You..." Looking at Ji Xian's pale face, Xiao Qi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter the words of concern. After a while, he thought of another matter, and then changed the subject and spoke coldly Said: "I heard that you are good at illusion?"

Ji Xian was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Xiao Qi would suddenly ask this question, but he still answered truthfully: "Unparalleled under heaven."

After Xiao Qi pondered for a moment, he spread out his hands, and a picture scroll appeared in his palm out of thin air.The shape of the picture scroll looks the same as the one outside the stone house, but Ji Xian knows it's not the one.

Ji Xian stretched out his hand to take the scroll with some doubts, opened it and saw it was a portrait of a young man.The appearance of the man in the painting is very ordinary, but there is an indescribable tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes.

Presumably, in the minds of the painters, Fang Fang is such a gentle and quiet image.

Ji Xian's hand holding the scroll trembled involuntarily, "This..."

Xiao Qi didn't look at his face, and said coldly: "Your face is really annoying, don't let me see it again."

Ji Xian: "..."

Hearing this, Ji Xian was not angry. He thought for a moment, then put away the scroll, got out of bed and stood up. A ray of light flashed, and his face changed.

Naturally, it is the appearance of the person in the painting.

Xiao Qi didn't expect Ji Xian to be so obedient. When he turned his head and saw the face of the person in front of him, he froze in place. He raised his right hand slightly, as if he wanted to caress the face of the person in front of him, but put it down quietly.

Xiao Qi hadn't seen his sweetheart for thousands of years, but he never forgot that person's expression, as if it was engraved on his heart from birth.

And the moment he saw this face, all the inexplicable complex emotions disappeared, leaving only endless longing.

Looking at Xiao Qi's fiery eyes, Ji Xian's heart suddenly felt sour, he took a deep breath, and asked calmly, "Do you like it?"

Although this portrait was drawn with care, it is always a little bit off compared to the real person, and Ji Xian's phantasmagoria in the portrait is even a bit off, but Xiao Qi's tone is very firm, "It's very similar. "

After finishing speaking, Xiao Qi suddenly grabbed Ji Xian and pushed him into his arms.

Ji Xian resisted subconsciously: "I'm not..."

"Don't talk." Xiao Qi pressed him tighter and interrupted in a deep voice.

Ji Xian was startled, obediently he didn't speak or resist, he leaned his head on Xiao Qi's chest, heard Xiao Qi's beating heartbeat, and gradually merged with his own.

Although he knew it was an evil relationship, he was reluctant to break this moment of peace and tranquility.

And Xiao Qi seems to have completely regarded Ji Xian as his sweetheart. He pressed the back of Ji Xian's head, leaned his chin lightly on the other's soft black hair, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice with a somewhat dull voice: "I miss you……"

Ji Xian naturally knew who Xiao Qi was speaking to, but Xiao Qi never called out the name of his sweetheart, so that Ji Xian had a slight illusion in his trance, thinking that Xiao Qi was speaking to the real him. say this sentence.

I miss you……

For thousands of years, I have missed you very much.