After passing through the book, he will be a backer for the poor villain

The battle between immortals and demons gradually turned into besieging Xuanqing alone, but with the power of the blood of the holy demons and Xuanyan's hundreds of years of cultivation, almost all those who came up to besiege lost half of their lives and were in a state of embarrassment. In the end, only Xie Qing was left Yin alone.

In this battle, there were indeed heavy casualties.

Three thousand disciples of the Immortal Sect died or were injured, and the monsters of the second realm were also severely injured. The entire Baiyu Terrace seemed to have been burned by a fire, and it was extremely desolate.

Xie Qingyin looked at everything that had been destroyed, closed his eyes, and summoned the artifact with blood. Suddenly, a golden light shone from his forehead. The Holy Spirit Bead instantly boosted Xie Qingyin's cultivation by dozens of times. The powerful power seemed to be Can turn everything upside down.

The two faced each other in mid-air, as if the world had lost its color.

Everyone clutched their wounds and retreated to the side. They never expected that Xuan Qing would be so strong that he broke through the Demon Slayer Formation with one person's power, and was able to retreat completely after repelling the Twelve Immortal Gates.

But Xie Qingyin has the Holy Spirit Orb and the Sun Moon Mirror in his hands, no matter how powerful Xuanqing is, he will definitely lose today.

"Kill him! Kill him to avenge the dead Xianmen disciple!"

"Xuanqing, the big devil, is simply insane!"

"The remnants of the demon clan have hurt many disciples. The crime is unforgivable, and they should be ashes!"

"Everyone in the world can punish him, kill him, and destroy the remnants of the demon clan!!"

There were endless curses everywhere, Xuanqing moved her neck, as if she couldn't hear, her eyes were red, and she laughed muffledly, and finally turned into a loud laugh, rampant, wanton, and ferocious.

"It's time to settle the account of the Nine Nether Soul Palace."

Xie Qingyin was shocked, for a moment he wasn't sure whether the person in front of him was Xuanqing or the suppressed Demon Race Xuanyan.

"Since ancient times, evil has always been victorious, and the demons will lose in this battle. I advise you to stop earlier!"

I saw Xuan Qing raised his head slowly, his completely red eyes made people feel creepy, and a low, miserable laugh sounded in the wind, he said casually:

"Really?"

As the words fell, white light was shining brightly in the sky, and the wind was surging. Everyone suddenly stood up and took a closer look, their faces paled instantly. The Fuxi sword in Xuanqing's hand was actually!The Fuxi sword, the first of the three great artifacts! !

The situation turned around again in an instant.

This time it will only be more tragic than the battle at Nine Nether Soul Palace.

Song Qiyun's eyes widened and he shook his head in disbelief. The Fuxi Sword had been sealed in the Fuxi Cave on the back mountain of Tianqing Peak, and now it appeared in this evil hand.

Almost knowing the whole story without thinking, Song Qiyun was heartbroken, took two steps back and muttered to himself:

"Confused, Xihe is simply confused!"

It is impossible for the blood of the demon race to break the seal of the Fuxi sword, unless the artifact is voluntarily donated by the sword-bearer after it recognizes its owner, for a second blood contract.

Song Qiyun regretted it unceasingly, he should have abolished this evil obstacle and imprisoned him back then, otherwise how could there be such a passive situation today.

The two fought again, and the spurts of immortal energy collided with the furious devil energy, and the momentum reached ten miles away, and no one could stop it.

Xie Qingyin frowned, recited the mantra, and launched an attack with a huge wave of light in his hand with the momentum of overwhelming destruction.

Xuan Qing just sneered lightly, and then the zhenqi in his body exploded with the emotional fluctuations, Fuxi sword went straight to the attack, and there were several loud echoes, Xie Qingyin stepped back slightly, his heart and lungs were touched by Fuxi sword Injured by anger, the situation is in crisis.

His spiritual power has an end, but Xuanqing's devilish energy is continuous, it seems that something is continuously supplying him, if it is delayed, he will either die or be injured.

"Qingyin, I'm here to help you!" With a soft voice, Hua Yinyue looked at the situation on the field, her heart pounding, and her nervous palms were covered with sweat.

Even if there is no chance of winning, she can't just watch Xie Qingyin get hurt.

"A big formation to kill demons again!"

Under the Baiyu stage, Song Qiyun roared, the formation was broken once, and although the elders were backlashed by the formation, Xuanqing was not injured at all, once again forming formation and cooperating with Xie Qingyin, they will be killed with certainty Xuanqing.

Liu Qianyu and the others recovered a bit and joined the battle again. They could see the demon-slaying formation enveloped by the red aura. Song Qiyun held the sword with his palm, and the twelve spirit swords shot at Xuanqing clangingly. There was no way to avoid it. The power of the second formation has been halved, but it is still more than enough to besiege one person.

Xuan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, he slapped Hua Yinyue who was flying towards him, and turned around to resist the demon-slaying formation that swept up like a hurricane. He was already seriously injured and although he could resist, he was outnumbered.

The knocked Hua Yinyue fell down like a kite with a broken string, Xie Qingyin quickly caught him, but the power of the palm just now was too strong, Hua Yinyue fell to the ground and turned over with a mouthful of blood.

Soul Eater and the others ordered the demon clan to attack again.

Hua Yinyue coughed a few times, and feebly raised her hand to caress Xie Qingyin's face. Her heart was shattered, and even if she didn't die, she would become a cripple.

"Yinyue!"

"I... I'm fine." Hua Yinyue shook her head and tremblingly said, "Qingyin stop him..."

Xie Qingyin hugged Hua Yinyue and left behind two lines of tears.

Twelve beams of light rose from the Demon Slaying Formation, piercing the sky, emitting dazzling rays of light, and finally merged into one sword, turning into a bunch of red halos, and the golden mang flowed, breaking the barrier of demonic energy around Xuanqing.

"Surrender to death, wicked barrier!"

At the same time, Xie Qingyin put down Hua Yinyue's body, his eyes were red, and he stood up again holding the Qingpo sword in his hand, looking at Xuanqing with only sharpness and hatred in his eyes.

The Demon Slaying Formation continued to exert pressure. Although it was impossible to defeat Xuanqing, it also briefly restricted his movements. Xie Qingyin absorbed the power of the divine weapon and poured it all into the Qingsoul Sword. He whispered the sword formula. With one blow, even the Immortal Da Luo would be wiped out.

A mortal situation.

"Master Mojun! Be careful behind your back!!"

The Soul Eater old ghost and Zi Ming were entangled, unable to separate themselves at all, and could only watch helplessly as Xuan Qing was attacked from both sides.

The moment the Azure Soul Sword was about to pierce Xuan Qing's heart, it was blocked by a golden object. At the same time, Xuan Qing's blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth in agony. He used all his strength to forcefully break free from the shackles of the Demon Killing Formation, and the ground around him burst into cracks. , only felt ferocious screaming in his mind, he held the Fuxi sword tightly in his right hand and stabbed at the person who attacked him behind him, the light flowed.

Chu Xihe was unprepared, the arm that wanted to transmit the true energy to Xuanqing was stagnant in mid-air, the Fuxi sword pierced into the chest and pierced the back, a large amount of blood gushed out, staining the white robe red.

"Xihe!!"

"Master Chu!"

The whole world seemed to be silent, the earth-shattering momentum held its breath instantly, and the air stopped flowing.

The thing that blocked Xie Qingyin's sky-shattering giant sword just now fell to the ground.

It was the golden dragon scale.

Chu Xihe gritted his teeth. The severe pain made him tremble all over. He had already planned for the worst, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden that he couldn't even say a word...

Looking at the picture in front of him, Xuan Qing didn't seem to understand what happened, but his hands kept shaking, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't speak. He could only breathe heavily, and various pictures kept appearing in his mind. There was a dull pain in the head like an explosion.

There was no time, Chu Xihe felt that his celestial power was beginning to dissipate, he took another step forward holding the Fuxi sword in his bare hand, and the whole sword entered without the hilt.

The palm rested firmly on Xuanqing's chest, and he gave all his cultivation to Xuanqing.

"Qingqing..."

Only halfway through the words, Chu Xihe couldn't stand anymore, lost his cultivation and turned into a mortal body, how could he bear the power of Fuxi sword.

Miscellaneous voices rang in my ears.

"Senior brother!"

"..."

Chu Xihe's guess was right. Xuanqing's cultivation during the fusion period directly broke Xuanyan's primordial spirit blood contract. He looked at the person in front of him as if there was a faint smile on his face. Xuanqing gradually regained consciousness, and her red pupils Back to normal.

Cold tears ran down his cheeks, Xuan Qing opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound, only panic and bewilderment, he didn't even dare to step forward, Chu Xihe's face became paler and paler, his body fell backwards, his head The white jade hairpin on the bed fell to the ground and broke into several pieces, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"No! Master!!!"

The mournful and desperate roar pierced through the clouds, and the hearts of those who listened were shocked.

Xuan Qing hugged Chu Xihe's gradually transparent body, crying heartbreakingly, why did this happen, who will help him, who will save Master...

"Master, why didn't you kill me, why... Please don't..."

"Master..."

Chu Xihe's consciousness began to slacken, and he couldn't raise his hand even after exhausting all his strength.

"Reluctantly..." The soft voice drifted away with the wind.

Xuan Qing couldn't help crying, she panicked and wanted to return her cultivation base, and also wanted to block the blood gushing from her chest, but Chu Xihe's body was already lifeless like a dried up straw.

"You don't have much time to be a teacher..." Chu Xihe paused, his breath was so weak that he looked like he was going to die at any moment.

"Listen to me, the combination of the three artifacts can save everyone's life, you have to protect the world for the teacher, and promise to live a good life for the teacher..."

"No...don't, master, don't leave me, please, I was wrong..." Xuan Qing shook her head desperately, and pressed her tightly into her arms, tears mixed with blood, her throat seemed to be pressed by thousands of catties of stones , after all, he killed Master.

"Qingqing, I have prepared this day for my teacher, and I have never regretted it..."

Chu Xihe smiled hard, he didn't regret, he didn't regret accepting Xuanqing as his disciple, he didn't regret being emotional, he didn't regret saving him with his life.

From the moment he sent out the Fuxi sword, Chu Xihe thought of today's scene. It's not that he didn't think that the ending would be changed because of him, but everything has a contingency.

It's his bad luck. If he could realize his epiphany earlier, he would ascend earlier. I can't accompany Xuanqing for the rest of the journey. I promised him to live in seclusion together. The cabin, no chance...

Destiny is hard to break.

Fortunately, he kept Xuan Qing.

Chu Xi and the last trace of immortal power dissipated, and slowly closed her eyes, her body also disappeared, turning into light and shadow, Xuan Qing hugged a void, only the broken hairpin on the ground remained.

The three artifacts seem to be able to sense each other, and they rise into the air together to form a pattern. Suddenly, the light is shocked. Everyone is stunned. Turn back time.

After the artifact was functioning, it lost its light, like scrap iron falling to the ground.

Everyone came back to life, except Chu Xihe.

The Fuxi sword is the sword of the holy way, which contains infinite power and can kill everything in the world.

Heartbroken almost to death, Xuan Qing knelt on the ground and swayed, murmuring over and over again as if she had lost her soul:

"Master... Master..."

Except for the faint fragrance of cold plums, there is nothing in the air, and there is no trace left, as if everything is just a dream.

Why not kill him, he is the one to be damned...

Xuan Qing's eyes were empty. He killed his master himself, the person he loved the most. If he had to do it all over again, he would rather not worship Tianqing Peak than make his master lose his soul.

What does this world have to do with him? From the beginning to the end, he just wanted Shizun alone.

Xuan Qing's face was full of tears, he couldn't see or hear clearly, he raised his head and closed his eyes in despair.

"Master, wait for me, I will die for you."

After saying that, Xuan Qing blasted several big acupuncture points on his body one by one. If there is no master, what is the point of him living alone.

"Everyone be careful! He's going to blow himself up!"

Song Qiyun's pupils suddenly contracted, he was shocked, and with Xuanqing's current cultivation level, he blew himself up, fearing that no one present would survive.

The imagined scene didn't happen, the golden light made people unable to open their eyes, and a red mark appeared on Xuanqing's forehead.

Chu Xihe's cultivation directly allowed him to ascend from a holy demon to a demon god. Everyone shook their heads in disbelief. If he still had the strength to fight just now, then there is no [-]% chance of winning now.

The artifact has been destroyed, and the first demon god was born in the six realms. Even if the body dies, the soul will not be destroyed.

Song Qiyun said sadly: "Xuanqing, is it possible that you really want to destroy the world? Xihe is willing to die for you, and you don't care about his wishes at all?!"

All eyes were on Xuan Qing.

Liu Qianyu stopped Qu Qingyuan from striding out, and drew his sword to face each other. At this time, a disciple climbed up from under the Baiyu platform. Chen Sheng's hair was disheveled and his legs were shaking like a sieve. He faced Xuanqing and said sadly:

"Senior brother... no... no, no, Lord Demon God, Master Chu has already passed away, does the peace talks between immortals and demons that we talked about back then still count?"

Xuan Qing was in a trance, his steps were unsteady, he whispered hoarsely:

"It counts, immortals and demons will never go to war."

The sound echoed throughout the first peak.

Everyone is begging him to let the world go, but when has he ever hurt the world.

In the battle between immortals and demons, the Xuan Xuan Conference came to a dismal end.

After the war, Xuanqing disappeared, and no one knew where he went. The demon god issued an order that the second-order monsters should not disturb the mortal world and cause troubles. All the rest were left to the soul eater and Zi Ming. , the world is unprecedentedly peaceful.

After a generation of immortal masters fell, Chu Xihe's name was often mentioned and written in the storybook. Those bad rumors disappeared completely, and the confusing relationship between master and apprentice gradually evolved into a love. There is a good story, the world only knows that the demon god of the demon world declared peace between immortals and demons and will never go to war, and Immortal Master Chu is a hero who sacrificed for the world, and everyone admires him very much.

In the hospital, the eyelashes of the person who had been in a coma for four years in the advanced ward trembled slightly. Chu Xi and the depths were dark, as if he had fallen into a quagmire. Suddenly, a light appeared in the distance, and he struggled desperately to catch up before the circle of light disappeared.

The little nurse on the side was trimming the green plants. Hearing the slight noise, she turned around in doubt, stared at the person on the hospital bed, and reacted with surprise and said:

"Mr. Chu, you're awake! Wait a moment, I'll call the director right away..."

The little nurse put down the things in her hands and ran out in a panic. She was assigned to this patient a year ago. A bouquet of flowers and a book, people who come will always read a short story for him.

Is it a dream?Chu Xihe still had some headaches, the memories stored in his brain were too far away, the sun was shining outside the window, mottled and swaying through the gaps in the leaves, Chu Xihe felt a little stinging, his eyes unconsciously narrowed slightly, as if in a lifetime.

Various fragments kept popping up in his mind, both strange and familiar. He unconsciously stroked the position of his chest, as if he could still feel the pain of suffocation.

Soon a middle-aged doctor appeared in the ward and examined Chu Xihe.

"Mr. Chu, how are you feeling now, is there anything uncomfortable?"

The chest discomfort just now was like a hallucination, Chu Xihe shook his head: "No."

The doctor went back and forth to check the whole body again, and finally confirmed that there was no problem. The heartbeat, pulse, and all aspects of the body organs have fully recovered.

For four full years, Chu Xihe slept for too long and had another long dream. The content of the dream was so real that he still couldn't distinguish reality.

"Xuanqing..."

He subconsciously called out the name.

Chu's father and Chu's mother rushed to the hospital non-stop when they received the call. Seeing the awake person on the bed, Chu's mother couldn't help but shed tears, and hurried forward and said:

"Xihe, finally woke up, my mother is going to die of anxiety all these years..."

It took a while for Chu's mother to calm down, and she grabbed her son to examine carefully. Although Chu's father was always steady, the corners of Chu's eyes were a little moist.

"Okay, it's a good thing that my son is awake, let him have a good rest first, let's go through the formalities."

After a lot of tossing, it was late at night when I got home. Mother Chu was worried, and contacted several doctors to arrange an examination time. A few years ago, my son was in a coma for no reason.

At noon the next day, Chu Xi went back to the villa with him. He was in a coma four years ago. If I remember correctly, he had just graduated from college at that time.

It can be seen that the house is cleaned every week, but because no one has stayed in it for a long time, it is not popular at all. Chu Xihe followed his memory to find the laptop he used back then.

He had to figure out one thing, one thing that was very important to him.

No one has touched anything in the villa, and the cleaning aunt just picked it up, but it has been too long, the computer graphics card memory and other parts have been oxidized, and the repair is not good, Chu Xihe sent the computer to the repair shop, and the cost tripled expedited money.

The computer was repaired in less than half a day, and Chu Xihe took advantage of this time to buy a new mobile phone. He turned on the computer nervously, and even the desktop was the same as it was four years ago.

Open the Baidu browser to search, three thousand worlds, I am the only one...

Chu Xihe was so embarrassed by the literary name he had given up in his youth that he lost his eyes. He clicked on the webpage and instantly found something wrong.

The update date of the reader's message below is the latest, Chu Xi and Xin are about to jump out of their throats, and continue to slide the mouse down.

After seeing the content clearly, my mind went blank.

latest message.

Drinking yogurt and licking the bottle cap: The author is too unscrupulous, I didn't expect it to be be, why did you write the master to death, isn't sweet love good?

A bald man: Is this the end?Doesn't the author write a side story, anyway, the side story will give a perfect ending, how does Xuan Qing live alone, it makes me feel so distressed...

I'm super cute: If I knew it, I wouldn't watch it, it's uncomfortable...

It coincides, everything coincides with the dream!

Chu Xihe clicked on the article with trembling fingertips, as if struck by lightning, this was not an article written by him at all, the content of this novel was exactly the same as his dream.

It means that he has not been in a coma for the past few years, but has traveled to another world. He has experienced the world in the book and the things in the dream.

After reading the ending of the novel, Chu Xi and her throat hurt, Xuan Qing was alive and became an immortal demon god, and he returned to real life. It is impossible for the two to meet again. It is obviously a happy ending, but Chu Xi and her heart But empty.

He completely returned Xuanqing to his own world.

The bamboo house on the first peak of Tianqing Peak became a forbidden area, and Song Qiyun was deeply saddened. After all, Xihe was destroyed in Xuanqing's hands. There is only one person in the world, and it is worthwhile to exchange his life for one person to turn back. ?

Song Qiyun doubted his own judgment for the first time.

Yao Ling stood outside a small remote village, she was no stranger to those houses, they were arranged exactly the same as the bamboo house on Tianqing Peak, there were plum blossom trees in the yard, smoke was rising from the side houses in the setting sun, and the years were quiet. good.

The Demon God, who had disappeared for a long time, now lost his demonic aura and was busy in the kitchen. The water in the pot was boiling, and there were white and fat dumplings in the bamboo basket.

Yao Ling stood for a long time, watching Xuan Qing set up a table of dishes by himself but did not move at all, just staring at the plum blossoms in the yard in a daze.

God never shows mercy to those who love each other, Yao Ling's heart is full of emotions, even if he becomes a fairy, so what if he becomes a god, and if he loses his loved one, it is not a kind of torture for him to live life after life.

"The devil."

Yao Ling called softly, she felt that Xuan Qing's whole body was like a taut piano string, which might be broken at any time.

Yao Ling sighed and said:

"Chu Immortal Master and Qian Mu are so similar. Back then, Qian Mu lost his soul to save me. All these years, I have been walking dead and falling into the devil's way, but I can't die, because this life was bought by Qian Mu..."

"I once owed a kindness to Master Chu, and it would be the same to repay you if I think about it." Yao Ling paused for a moment and said:

"Go to Xiaoyao Pavilion, maybe there is a chance."

Xuan Qing shook his hand and smashed the white porcelain jade bowl on the table, spilling the soup all over the floor, he turned around and grabbed Yao Ling's wrist and said eagerly:

"What do you mean, say it again!"

Yao Ling was much calmer, and said again: "Xiaoyao Pavilion has a glimpse of the secret, and is omnipotent. If even Mr. Xiaoyao can't do anything, then..."

Then there is really no way.

Xuan Qing's mind cleared up for a moment, and his figure disappeared into the bamboo house in an instant.

Looking at the people coming, Mr. Xiaoyao didn't seem surprised at all. Xuanqing walked through the long corridor in a daze. Mr. Xiaoyao was holding the Kunlun Mountain in his hand, making tea, admiring the flowers and playing with the birds.

"The demon god is here, I'm being rude." Mr. Xiaoyao said calmly, his hands kept moving, and he continued to feed a gray-white Donghai Qing.

Xuan Qing said shyly: "I have come to make a deal with Xiaoyao Pavilion, the price is not considered."

"Oh?" Mr. Xiaoyao was very interested, he put down the things in his hands and thought for a while and said:

"It's not difficult to guess, you want to ask about Master Chu."

Xuan Qing didn't speak, it was a tacit consent.

"Let's talk about the chips first." Mr. Xiaoyao said: "I only look at the chips when I do business in Xiaoyao Pavilion. I want your soul, but in this way you will become a mortal, and you will experience life, old age, sickness and death. Think about it carefully, and then come to find me after you think about it." I."

"Wait a moment!"

Xuan Qing seemed to be grasping at the last straw: "I promise! Tell me quickly, my master's soul is still there, right? Even if he is reincarnated, how can I find him? Tell me quickly! !"

Mr. Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, there are countless people who come to Xiaoyao Pavilion every year to do business, only two people surprised him, one of them is Yaoling, and the other is in front of him.

"You have to think about it, if Chu Xihe's soul has to wait tens of thousands of years to gather together, and you lose your soul, the remaining lifespan is the same as that of ordinary people, only a few dozen short, such a price is worth it ?"

Xuan Qing smiled in relief: "It's worth it, let's do it."

Xiaoyao Jun nodded without hesitation, Xuanqing sealed the acupuncture point and closed his eyes, he was willing to be stripped of his soul.

The vitality was drawn out and lost from the book, Xuan Qing showed pain and seemed to be relieved, and the spiritual power slowly disappeared from the bones and flesh like a raging flood.

This process lasted for a long time...

Suddenly Xuanqing gasped violently, until the last mana in his veins disappeared, his eyesight became slack, and he lost consciousness.

Accompanied by a sigh: "Xiaoyao Pavilion never breaks its promise. Chu Xihe does not belong to this time and space. His fate should be like this. If he violates the destiny, he will always have to pay some price."

I don't know how long it has passed, Xuanqing felt like being soaked in a hot spring, his whole body was powerless, his consciousness was blurred, his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

Is he dead?

The memory gradually became clear, he made a deal with Xiaoyao Pavilion, and now he has lost his soul, and is just an ordinary mortal.

Opening her eyes again, Xuan Qing stared at everything in front of her in a daze. It wasn't the Xiaoyao Pavilion, the Bamboo House, or the Nine Nether Soul Palace, it was a strange environment that she had never seen before.

There is a thick blanket under the body, the material is very soft, Xuanqing shook his head vigorously and got up, everything here is strange, there is a huge night pearl hanging on the roof, there are many green plants in the room, everything is very strange , the walls are a light gray that has never been seen before.

Xuan Qing heightened her vigilance towards unfamiliar things, turned around and saw the sleeping person on the soft couch without warning.

He stopped breathing for a moment.

Xuan Qing's back was stiff, his heart was beating violently, he couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and he was afraid that it was just a dream, and he was afraid that he would wake up from the dream.

Master, is that you?He will never admit mistakes in all kinds of changes.

His face was cold and full of tears, Xuanqing's eyes were red, his trembling hands were slowly clenched, and then let go, not even daring to blink.

He suddenly retreated timidly, the master offered death for another life, as long as the master is still alive, he should be content with just one look, but he is really too greedy.

Xuan Qing cautiously approached, knelt down in front of the soft couch, greedily looked at the sleeping person, silently smirked, wanted to raise his hand to touch but didn't dare, his arm stayed in mid-air for a long time, and finally put it down .

This time, he will never be separated from his master again... Xuan Qing's eyes blurred and she fainted.

Chu Xihe didn't sleep well this time. He really experienced it in the years when he was in the book. It wasn't a dream. He really loved someone and he couldn't forget it.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly. Chu Xihe was startled and woke up suddenly. There was a boy kneeling beside the tatami mat, his hand was gently grasping his sleeve.

Chu Xihe's eyes slowly focused and fell on Xuan Qing. He thought it was just a dream, or he was sick with longing, and he might not be able to get out in a short time.

It's just that the person in front of him was too real, Chu Xi reached out and rubbed Xuan Qing's hair subconsciously, the warm touch made him tremble all over, it wasn't a dream, it was real, it was really Xuan Qing.

"Qingqing..."

Chu Xihe's voice trembled slightly, and he rubbed his cheek with his hand again, the touch of fingertips was as soft as imagined, Xuanqing woke up faintly, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

There was a faint weeping sound in the quiet room. After a long time, Xuan Qing's voice was choked up:

"Master, I miss you so much..." With just one sentence, big tears rolled down my face.

"Master, I was wrong... Please forgive me...don't leave me..." Xuan Qing's voice seemed to be not his own, he was so scared that he didn't even dare to go forward and hug Days and Nights people.

The matter was unimaginable, but Chu Xihe didn't care to think about it at all, he sighed softly, but An Xin was filled with endless sorrow.

Then he hugged the person in front of him tightly, as if after waiting for decades and hundreds of years, it finally arrived.

Xuan Qing was drawn away from her soul and into the vortex of time and space, her body couldn't bear it at all, her mood fluctuated too much for a while, and she finally fainted in Chu Xihe's arms.

Fortunately, the villa was kept clean, and he was usually the only one to live in. Chu Xihe took him back to the bedroom, and now Xuanqing was still wearing a black robe. It was too stuffy on a hot day.

Chu Xihe opened the closet to find some clothes of his own, and changed clothes for Xuan Qing, looking at the naked body, shoulders, waist, and back, he frowned slightly, how long has it been, how can he be so thin, his body No meat at all.

After finishing everything, he slowed down and finally found some real feeling that Xuan Qing really came to him, not his imagination.

evening.

When Xuan Qing woke up, the room was pitch black, and a huge panic struck, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and her whole body felt chilled to the bone.

"Master..."

There was movement from upstairs, Chu Xi and Guan Huo put down the spoons in their hands, and as soon as they got out of the kitchen, they saw a panic-looking person on the second floor.

Before he had time to react, the person rushed down, Xuan Qing plunged into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if he would disappear as soon as he let go, the fine hair poked at his neck, making people itchy.

"Why don't you even wear shoes?"

The kitchen floor is made of marble, which is cold in summer.

Xuan Qing's mood gradually calmed down, and her voice was a little soft and hoarse when she just woke up: "I thought, I thought..."

It was just a dream.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here as a teacher." After speaking, Chu Xihe felt that it was inappropriate. After all, it is a modern society, and the title of master is inappropriate, and Xuanqing was obviously too excited to notice the current situation. This society, or the problem of this world change.

The room was brightly lit. After dinner, Chu Xihe decided to confess and explain everything clearly. He didn't want to deceive Xuanqing.

I thought such a bizarre thing would be difficult for Xuan Qing to accept, or hard to understand, but he just nodded after listening to it, looked at him eagerly and said:

"The disciple understands, it is the master who created me, right? So the disciple is the master's person."

At first glance, this summary sounds fine, but when you think about it, it seems to be a bit problematic.

Chu Xihe didn't struggle so much, he nodded: "It can be understood in this way, but in the future you can no longer call me Shizun, change your name."

Why do you want to change? The panic on Xuanqing's face disappeared in a flash, and he tried in a low voice:

"Why, Master doesn't want to..."

"No."

Chu Xihe quickly interrupted him and explained: "Qingqing, from now on, you have to get used to many things, and I will teach you and tell you one by one in the future."

Xuan Qing took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "As long as I am with Master, I am willing to do whatever it is."

After that, life and death are inseparable.

Hearing the straightforward heart, Chu Xihe's heart was sore and a little distressed, and there was silent tenderness in his eyes. He held her in his arms, and squeezed Xuanqing's palm comfortingly. Long, but extremely tormented.

"Master, Master..."

Xuan Qing buried her face in his chest and yelled over and over again, sure, Chu Xihe responded patiently, every sentence echoed, until the person in her arms gradually relaxed physically and mentally.

He quietly kissed Xuan Qing's forehead, put his palm close to his side face, raised his chin and stroked it lightly, his eyes were deep: "Don't be afraid."

Breaths intertwine, lips meet.

"Well--"

Chu Xihe's kiss was extraordinarily gentle, and Xuanqing was so obedient after being comforted, she unconsciously hooked Chu Xihe's neck and leaned upwards with shame, and soon trembled after being kissed.

He longs for such intimacy, being dominated, being opened up, and likes the feeling of skin-to-skin contact, which makes him sure that the present is real.

Chu Xihe backed away a little, and opened the distance between the two of them. He lowered his voice and bewitched:

"Good girl, open your mouth."

Xuan Qing's back was tense, the long-lost embrace, the familiar breath was comfortable and steady, he tilted his head slightly and obediently opened his mouth, his breath was invaded instantly, Chu Xihe first kissed each other inch by inch, and then drove straight in. plunder.

The emotion of longing is too grueling, and you want to possess it and hold it firmly.

There are still many things to consider, such as Xuanqing's identity and household registration, Chu Xihe took him back to the bedroom to settle down, kissed Xuanqing's forehead lightly, and said softly:

"Go to sleep first."

In fact, Xuan Qing was not asleep, he quietly opened his eyes and looked at the gray wall of the bedroom thinking, this is the place where Master lived, it is very beautiful.

In the study, Chu Xihe contacted former friends, and spent money to entrust someone to settle Xuanqing's residence, and finally decided to link Xuanqing's household registration with his.

It has been two hours since he was busy preparing various materials one after another. Chu Xihe was very confused. He hadn't thought about Xuanqing, and he didn't know what he was thinking in a mess.

He didn't know what happened to Xuanqing, or what price he paid to come here, and whether he would suddenly disappear one day in the future...

He couldn't bear such a thing a second time.

After closing the computer, as soon as Chu Xihe opened the door, he saw Xuan Qing wearing his short sleeves and squatting against the door. He didn't know how long he had been squatting.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you come in?"

Xuan Qing shook her head: "Nothing, just walking around."

There are several bedrooms on the second floor, he dragged someone into the master bedroom, Chu Xihe understood Xuanqing's uneasiness, so why not him.

He held the man in his arms by the waist, and whispered softly in his ear:

"Sleep when you are sleepy, I will guard you as a teacher."

Xuan Qing felt herself being embraced in her arms, restrained yet unusually comfortable, one hand gently stroked her temples, gently and slowly helped him comb his broken hair, and fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

Early the next morning, when Xuan Qing woke up, an arm was wrapped around his waist to hold him firmly, with a warm chest behind him, and the sound of shallow breathing coming from above his head.

Xuan Qing's heart was beating very fast, Chu Xihe was still sleeping, having insomnia while holding someone in his arms last night, and only fell asleep in the second half of the night.

The breeze blowing through the leaves outside the window made rustling noises. Xuanqing moved his neck slightly, for fear of waking people up. The two of them were very close. As soon as he turned his head, he buried himself directly on Chu Xi and Chu Xi's neck. The taste of peace of mind.

Xuan Qing couldn't help sniffing carefully, longing to be tainted with the same smell, feeling a little joy in his heart, he didn't want to think about other things, he didn't want to ask the reason for all the things, he just wanted to indulge in the present.

"When did you wake up?"

A low and lazy voice suddenly came from above his head, and Chu Xihe looked down at the people who were setting fires on him.

"Also...not long."

Xuan Qing didn't expect Chu Xihe to wake up so soon, he felt guilty for a while, and quickly withdrew his movements. When his knees were bent, he was caught off guard by something hard and hot, and he trembled in shock. muffled.

Boom, Xuanqing blushed until her neck went red