Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Yan Qing was full of doubts: Why did Xie Shiyi come to Demon Realm?And why did he come out of the cave of thousands of ghosts?

But the question has not yet been answered, and Xie Shiyi's words have made his mind go blank.

—Take me back.

take him back? ? ?Where are you going? ? ?

The young city lord of Shifang City, who was uncertain about the weather, was rarely stunned, and his delicate and beautiful peach blossom eyes suddenly lifted up.

Yan Qing's black eyes are always filled with a smile, dispelling the mist and revealing real surprise.

Xie Shiyi's sword just now may have been for other people in the Demon Realm to see. It seemed cold and cruel, killing thousands of people, but the moment he really got close to him, it shattered into stars where no one could see.Didn't hurt him a bit.

He put his hands on Yan Qing's shoulders, leaned over, and breathed in Yan Qing's ears.Xie Shiyi's green silk eyebrows and eyelashes seem to be dyed with frost and snow that has not melted for years, but his breath is warm, and his voice is cold and calm: "Take me back to you, you are in danger now."

After Yan Qing's surprise faded away, he was angry and funny for a moment, and he gritted his teeth secretly.

In fact, 100 years have passed since they separated from the Land of God's Fall.

But the reunion is like the joy at first sight, easily arousing the most direct emotions of each other.

Yan Qing heard his words clearly, and subconsciously thought of irony, "Isn't it so dangerous?"

But the words came to my lips and stopped...too rash and too frivolous.

Seeing this, the old eunuch was stunned, rolled his eyes, and immediately took the dust whisk and screamed angrily: "Let me go! You don't want to die? Bold, how dare you disrespect our young city lord!"

The moment Xie Shiyi broke the sword without regret, he was also seriously injured by backlash. Anyway, Yan Qing could feel that his spiritual power was very disordered now.Hearing the vicious words of the old eunuch, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Yan Qing's eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, but it was resting on Xie Shiyi's shoulder in vain.Yubai's fingers picked up a lock of Xie Shiyi's hair, raised his chin and curled his lips, and said with a lazy smile in a voice that everyone present could hear: "I just said why today is the red lotus pavilion, I think Jumping in the right eye, it turned out to be a marriage destined to come from heaven."

"..."

The people in Shifang City, who were all dolled up, looked terrified.After a long life, the young city lord is going to rob the civilian men again.

"..." The city lords outside Shifang City were full of horror.They were all intimidated by his attitude of not fearing death.

That Xueyi Jianxiu looked like he was killed by the heavens.With cultivation at the peak of Transformation God, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the master of a sect.He has a noble status and a cold temper.How could he tolerate such an insult from Yanqing? ? ?

Yan Qing smiled, pulled Xie Shiyi's hair with one hand, approached and said ambiguously: "Beauty, you look so good-looking. How about going back to the Red Lotus Pavilion with me?"

Xie Shiyi seemed to be frozen for a moment, then looked up at him indifferently.His eyelashes are very long, and his eyeballs are like glass beads soaked in a cold spring. When he looks at people quietly, it seems like purple light turning darkly.Like falling snow, like jade splashing.

If the elders of the Nine Sects of His Royal Highness Shangzhong Tianxiaoyu heard Yan Qing say such contemptuous words to Xie Shiyi, they might also be frightened and faint...

Everyone held their breaths and waited for the beauty who stormed into Shifang City and fell into the hands of their young city lord to speak.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Qing's childhood temper that deliberately made Xie Shiyi unhappy was provoked again, and she said with a smile: "Beauty, talk, do you agree?"

After finishing talking, he silently yelled "Yaoyao".

Yaoyao, do you agree?

Xie Shiyi's face seemed to be a little paler, and his pupils shrank slightly.His eyelashes trembled, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but it was quickly pursed away, and some color was applied to his thin lips.He looked away calmly and did not speak.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was as if he had been humiliated and refused to talk to Yan Qing.

However, that kind of silent fragility has already made the people present pessimistically see the ending.

The old eunuch pretended to be worried, and came over to Yan Qing hypocritically: "Young City Master, are you okay? I really scared this old slave to death just now." After speaking, he glared at Xie Shiyi, full of anger and vigilance: "Young City Master, This person is not kind and has a high level of cultivation! According to this old slave, we should take advantage of his weakness and put him in the snake prison! Otherwise, the consequences of keeping him will be disastrous!"

Yan Qing slowly withdrew her hand, blinked at the old eunuch, and said with a chuckle, "Eunuch Qi, what you say is really a beauty."

"I don't want to put him in the snake prison, I want to put him in the red lotus pavilion." The old eunuch: "?"

For the first time, the red lotus pavilion, where the bone lanterns are burning forever, welcomes guests.

After the Hundred Cities Court Sacrifice in Demon Realm, the city lords of all parties will live in Shifang City for a period of time.

Huai Mingzi, the lord of Shifang City, is in seclusion, and now everything falls to Yan Qing, the young lord of the city.

It can be said that Qing is completely incomprehensible, and he doesn't even bother to perfunctory the guests.

All eyes fell on the ice and snow beauty next to her, without blinking.

Seeing this lustful look, the city lords of the Demon Realm dared not speak out.

They stood up and toasted Yan Qing.During Huai Mingzi's retreat, everyone had their own ulterior motives, and what they said to Yan Qing also implied mystery, sowing discord.Express your sincerity first, and regret later.She can't wait to embrace him as the master immediately and conspire against Huai Mingzi together to kill Huai Mingzi.

In the past, Yan Qing might have pretended to listen, but now, he doesn't really want to talk to this group of people.

He was chatting with Xie Shiyi.

Their cultivation is above everyone else, and when they can be covered up, everyone can only see their lips and teeth moving slightly, but they can't hear anything clearly.

Yan Qing said, "You came alone."

Xie Shiyi: "Yes."

Yan Qing: "Why? Is there anything else that makes me dangerous. Xie Shiyi, I think you are more dangerous between us."

Xie Shiyi glanced at him and said nothing.

Yan Qing did not give up and asked, "You came to Shifang City because you were worried about my danger?"

Xie Shiyi looked down at the wine in the cup, his black hair was like satin, and his expression was half dark and half bright.

After a while, Yan Qing heard a familiar laughter, and he asked, "What do you think?"

This kind of laughter is all too familiar.Cold, sarcastic.

Yan Qing waved the folding fan, and smiled slyly: "I said, this ice beauty, do you want to find out about your current situation?"

Xie Shiyi said: "I'll kill Huai Mingzi."

Yan Qing blinked when he heard this, and asked curiously, "Why do you want to kill Huai Mingzi all of a sudden? Upper Chongtian and Lower Chongtian are separated by a whole world. For many years, the two worlds have never interfered with each other. I have been the young city lord all these years, You were the first to kill me."

Xie Shiyi didn't answer, but asked softly: "Do you want to kill him?"

Yan Qing was taken aback, and said, "Think about it."

Xie Shiyi said: "Yes."

Yan Qing smiled angrily: "Just one word, Xie Shiyi, it's hard for me to cooperate with you with your attitude."

Xie Shiyi looked up at him: "What do you want me to say?"

Yan Qing picked up a wine bottle with her fingers, and she took off her red clothes, revealing her thin white wrists, and smiled: "What do you say? You don't know what you should tell me with your current status?"

Xie Shiyi frowned almost invisible.

Yan Qing withdrew the barrier, tilted his head and said, "Eunuch Qi, come here."

The old eunuch held his fly whisk and kept staring at this side in the dark, waiting for an opportunity like a poisonous snake, when he suddenly heard Yan Qing's voice, he was startled.Immediately straightened his body, walked forward, and said in a soft voice: "What orders does the Young City Master have?"

Yan Qing smiled and said, "I see that you are good at training people. Come, teach your future young lady, how to speak according to the rules."

The future—the wife of the young city lord? !

Not only the old eunuch, but everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.I have seen absurd ones, but I have never seen such absurd ones!At first glance, this person is distinguished in the sky, Yan Qing is so lustful and abducted people here, why don't he kill them quickly to solve the future troubles, and he will definitely implicate them in the future!

"Young City Master..." Someone stood up.But was forced by Yan Qing's cold eyes to swallow all the words back.

The crease that the old eunuch was angry at from Yan Qing in the morning deepened in an instant.

Yan Qing said enthusiastically, "Eunuch Qi, why are you dumb? Aren't you very diligent in putting people around me? Now that I finally have someone by my side, why don't you tell him how to please me?"

The old eunuch: "..."

The city lords: "..."

All of them looked at the desolate and humiliated immortal.Xueyi fell quietly, looking at all this indifferently.

Eunuch Qi dare not say that Qing acts recklessly like this.Xie Shiyi, a strong man at the peak of his transformation into a god stage, was suppressed by Yan Qing and brought back to Shifang City without knowing what went wrong with his cultivation, but he could not be insulted at will.The old eunuch held the whisk in one hand, held back a long time and said in embarrassment: "Young City Master, in all these years in Shifang City, there has never been a wife from the City Lord. This old slave doesn't know what rules the Young Madam has."

Yan Qing: "..." This old eunuch really can't do anything, demolish his steps, and make him No.1.

Hearing this, Xie Shiyi seemed to chuckle slightly.But when everyone looked over, the smile disappeared coldly like a rime.

Yan Qing followed suit and said, "There are no rules, I will set them up. The wives of the people, oh no, what do concubines call the head of the family."

Seventh Eunuch: "..."

Seventh Eunuch: "Returning to Young Master, generally...you call him Husband."

Yan Qing: "Then how do they serve the Patriarch every day?"

Seventh Eunuch: "...Here, serve tea and water, dress and cut hair, everything is fine and small. Of course, the most important thing is to take good care of the Patriarch in bed."

Yan Qing choked.

He opened the folding fan to cover his flashing stiff expression, then looked at Xie Shiyi with a smile: "Ma'am, do you remember?"

The hall is full of lights, and the red lotus is burning.All the seats looked at the man in white who had been silent sitting above.

Yan Qing was sitting next to him, without blinking at Xie Shiyi's icy face, the more he looked at it, the more excited he was.Holding the wine glass in his hand, he was even happier when he thought that Xie Shiyi didn't like drinking.The peach blossom eyes curved, the smile on the corner of the mouth became more and more sly, Shi Shiran handed it over: "Come, madam, drink."

The people in Shifang City could hardly bear to look directly at them.

——What is this called, once the proud son of heaven fell into the hands of demons, he was tortured and humiliated?They only knew that Yan Qing was moody, but they didn't expect to have one set of torture methods after another!

Xie Shiyi looked down at the wine in the glass.

The cups of jasper are transparent and the water surface is clear.Reflecting the brilliant candlelight, it also reflects Yan Qing's eyes, dark, smiling, and sly.

He smiled lightly, stretched out his hand from his snow sleeve, slowly took the cup, drank it all in one gulp, and said lightly: "Okay, husband."

Yan Qing: "?

"..."

That was definitely the most silent night in the entire Shifang City.

"Husband, husband, hahahaha—" The ghostly fire of bones filled the corridor.With only the two of them left, the more Yan Qing thought about it, the more amusing he became.We have known each other too well since we were young, so when we really get along alone, it seems that there has never been a gap.Yan Qing said: "That's right, now everyone in Shifang City knows that my red lotus pavilion has an owner."

Xie Shiyi heard the words and looked at him: "Is there anyone here before?"

Yan Qing thought of the old eunuch's bad luck, and said indifferently, "On the road you are walking now, there was a row of beauties kneeling this morning."

Xie Shiyi was silent for a while, his tone could not hear any joy or anger: "Then you are really blessed."

Yan Qing said, "Come on, I don't dare to enjoy that kind of blessing."

The entire red lotus pavilion is full of Huai Mingzi's eyeliner and murderous intent.Only Yan Qing's bedroom was set up by him to isolate all flying insects and beasts.The moment he walked into the bedroom, a tight string in Yan Qing's body relaxed, and he yawned.

The cultivators in the transformation stage don't need to sleep, but Yan Qing's seven souls and six souls are unstable, and he spent another period of time studying in the cave of ghosts.Sometimes I habitually take a nap, like now, I just feel sleepy after the Hundred Cities Ceremony.

He put the hair crown on himself while walking in the morning. It was crooked, and it looked fine from a distance, but if you look closely, you will find that the hair nearby is messy.

Yan Qing took off the hair crown in front of the mirror, and accidentally tore off a few strands of hair, and his heart ached so much that he gasped.

He put the folding fan on the table and said.

"Huai Mingzi is in seclusion. I don't know what he is tossing about. But the old man has been at the peak of the transformation stage for many years. It should be difficult to deal with him."

Xie Shiyi said, "Yes."

Yan Qing sat in front of the mirror and said, "Did you go to the Wangqing Sect after you left the Land of Fallen God?"

Xie Shiyi: "Yes."

When the matter of parting was mentioned, the two were silent for a moment.Yan Qing's finger landed on the table.

He built this mirror in the palace, of course not for taking pictures of people, the most important thing is to monitor.This mirror can refract all directions and record every corner of the palace.

Yan Qing lowered his head and slowly untied the weaver silk on his fingers, the long red thread dragged to the ground like a robe.The desk is next to the window and there is a lotus pond outside the window. At night, the ghost fire lotus lamp will not go out. The red hot red lotus blooms all over the lake, and the water is shining with the moonlight.

The wind gently blows over the skulls covered with nine-curved corridors, touching each other one by one.The long-term exposure to the sun has deteriorated the bones, and when they hit each other, there is actually a bit of a crisp illusion of bells ringing.

Yan Qing was taken aback, pointed at the red thread and pulled it, and suddenly said half jokingly: "Xie Shiyi, listen to it, do you think this voice is familiar?"

Xie Shiyi really listened carefully for a while, and then calmly answered: "I'm not familiar with it."

Yan Qing rolled his eyes: "Oh, then you really have no imagination." He twisted the weaving silk, but he couldn't control the strength, and his fingers bleed.

"?" Yan Qing blinked, staring at the red.

He sighed and thought, luckily he wasn't pulling his hair just now.

Seeing this, Xie Shiyi walked over, and asked lightly, "Are you so undefended in Shifang City?"

Yan Qing sneered and said, "You dare to enter Shifang City alone, are you qualified to ask me this question?"

Xie Shiyi didn't speak, he lowered his eyes and said, "I'll explain it to you."

The weaving silk is a divine tool, and even a cultivator at the transformation stage cannot ignore the wounds he inflicts.

Yan Qing was quite surprised, and said in a strange way: "It's not very good. How can this be embarrassing."

Xie Shiyi leaned slightly in front of the mirror by the window, touched the line on Yan Qing's finger with his cold hand, and said casually: "Everything is not big or small, isn't it my husband?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Why was he the one who suffered behind the words used to humiliate Xie Shiyi?

Zhinusi has a spirit, but Xie Shiyi is too dangerous, almost the moment he touched the thread god, the afterimage of Zhinusi screamed fiercely, and the end stained with Yan Qing's blood went straight to Xie Shiyi's eyes .Being caught by the soul thread into the eyes and into the sea of ​​knowledge is more than auspicious.Yan Qing hurriedly pulled the thread back, but the blood on the red thread still splashed onto Xie Shiyi's eyelashes.

Yan Qing raised her heart: "Are you okay?"

Xie Shiyi was restrained, the corners of his lips curled up in an unclear way and said, "It's okay. It's just that my eyes are almost gone."

Yan Qing said with a guilty conscience: "Cough, no, the soul thread didn't get into the eyes. I'll just wipe the blood away for you."

He reached out to touch Xie Shiyi's eyelashes.

At first it was just a casual movement, but Xie Shiyi's eyelashes trembled and his fingertips scratched, Yan Qing was stunned as if shocked.

There was silence for a moment.

In fact, he still feels that the sound of bones colliding is like a bell, like a 15-year-old climbing under the eaves of the fairy pavilion, jingling, jingling, and ups and downs with his mood.

"Xie Shiyi, do you think this scene is familiar?" Yan Qing said suddenly: "First you drink, then you paint your eyebrows. Does it look like the night when you graduated from Dengxian Pavilion?"

Xie Shiyi didn't speak.

"I used the wind at that time, and the flowers, leaves and rain all fell on your face. I remember I asked you a question." Thinking of this, Yan Qing couldn't help laughing: "I should say you What about Crow's Mouth, should we wish our dreams come true? This stranger is truly a stranger."

Xie Shiyi let his fingers brush away the blood on his eyebrows, his body stiffened where no one saw, as if thin ice had congealed in the blood.

Yan Qing said what he thought of: "But I'm also a crow's mouth. Guess what I said to the eunuch in the morning? - He asked me what kind of beauty can catch my eyes, and I said the beauty who came out of the cave of ghosts. "

Xie Shiyi smiled when he heard this.

Yan Qing also thought of the scene of Xie Shiyi breaking the neck of the city lord of Chicheng, walking through the green mist barrier and stepping out of the cave of ghosts on bones.There was a strange silence, and he decided to cut out the "Manifest Marriage" that he told the old eunuch.

Yan Qing said: "But the crow's mouth is so ugly, I should be called a prophet."

Xie Shiyi said: "Then prophet, have you predicted your own ending?"

Yan Qing: "Huh?"

Xie Shiyi untied all the threads around the wound, and said, "There is also a prophet. A marriage from heaven should not be a right eye jump."

Yan Qing was stunned, and then realized that what Xie Shiyi said was the random nonsense he said earlier.

He himself forgot what he said, but Xie Shiyi still remembered it.He also thought that this cold-tempered and awkward-tempered Jinzhiyuye would tease him with the wish that water would pour out of his left and right ears.

Xie Shiyi said, "The jump in the right eye is disaster."

Yan Qing said without hesitation: "Didn't you hear about Nie Yuan?"

Xie Shiyi raised his head, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

He actually rarely smiles.Alienation and rejection are written in every look and every expression.Even the laughter is soft, low-pitched, and casual.Not too complicated, but not too pure.With the coldness and danger that belonged to Xie Shiyi himself.

But now this smile is in the eyes, melting the snow that has not melted for many years.Under the lights, Yan Qing actually sensed a slight illusion of tenderness.

Xie Shiyi asked softly: "Yan Qing, what is Nie Yuan?"

Yan Qing said: "Bad fate, it's pretty bad anyway."

Xie Shiyi's face was pale but his lips were like blood, he laughed lowly, and said inexplicably, "Then you really became a prophet."