Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

After returning to Yuqiong Mountain, Ye Qingyi locked herself in Yushu Peak without seeing anyone.

Hua Zichen and the others waited silently for three days, and after three days, seeing Ye Qingyi was still behind closed doors, they came to find him one by one.

Hua Zichen persuaded Ye Qingyi to be reassured and not to haggle over every detail with Su Mengze and Liu Wuhen, but he began to yell at Su Mengze after persuading him, pointing out that Su Mengze is a hypocrite with hypocrisy and sanctimoniousness. Su Mengsheng thought that Ye Qingyi was still angry with Su Mengze, and tried to explain for Su Mengze in every possible way, hoping that Ye Qingyi would not listen to other people's foul language and trust his brother. Reunited with his brother.

They didn't know that the reason why Ye Qingyi was so depressed was because of Xuan Moxiao.

He slept seriously in Yilanxuan for three days, and what kept appearing in his mind during the three days was the image of Xuan Moxiao walking out of the mourning hall with a cold expression. He had never seen such a young and innocent face before. He had never seen, didn't know, and was afraid of such an indifferent and sullen Xuan Moxiao.

Thinking of the description of Xuan Moxiao in the original book, Ye Qingyi shuddered.

Even if there is no direct evidence, even if it is only speculation and suspicion and some supporting evidence, Ye Qingyi is almost convinced that Xuan Moxiao must have done something behind the scenes.

As for what he did, Ye Qingyi didn't even dare to think about it.

It's like you have carefully raised a child. The child has always been obedient and obedient. Suddenly one day, you find out that he is actually killing people and setting fire outside. What's more frightening is that he may have laid hands on you.

How can this make people shudder.

So after much deliberation, Ye Qingyi still took out the Wuxin Stone.

The Heartless Stone that had been refined by Ye Qingyi for several days was crystal clear, as bright and clean as a piece of white crystal, Du Zhong looked at the Heartless Stone in Ye Qingyi's hand, and said calmly: "Senior Brother Ye, are you going to use the soul restraining technique? "

"Yes." Ye Qingyi said, "It's not too late to make up for it, I hope my decision is right."

"Senior Brother Ye just do it at ease." Du Zhong said, "After you finish this matter, I will take Senior Brother Ye back to Fanxiang Valley. Don't bother about outside matters, it's not good for your health."

Hearing this, Ye Qingyi looked at Du Zhong beside him, Du Zhong smiled slightly and looked at him calmly.

He knew that Eucommia was encouraging him to do it, but Ye Qingyi couldn't cast the spell even though he said it.

Xuan Moxiao's birthday horoscope is in his hand, he only needs to hold the Wuxin Stone and draw a magic circle to imprison Xuan Moxiao's soul. From then on, Xuan Moxiao is a living creature who has lost his soul. A dead person, although he looks like ordinary people, is not good at thinking, has no memory, and doesn't know what to do, but he will be happy every day, and his thoughts are simple and simple. In a word, he will become a low-minded person. juvenile.

A little fool who can't practice, can't plan, and has nothing to do all day long.

Ye Qingyi's heart throbbed with pain at the thought of destroying Xuan Moxiao with his own hands.

"Senior Brother Ye, you're softening your heart again." Du Zhong looked at Ye Qingyi's expression and said, "If you don't stop, you will be disturbed by it. Senior Brother Ye, let's do it."

Ye Qingyi's hand holding the Wuxin Stone trembled and trembled, finally mustered up the courage, and was about to recite Xuan Moxiao's birthday horoscope to cast a spell, when Rong Lian gently pushed open the door.

"Master, Junior Brother Xuan has come to visit Master, do you want to see Master?"

Ye Qingyi trembled, and hurriedly put away the Wuxin Stone.

With Ye Qingyi's movements, the spiritual light in the whole room disappeared.

"Xuan Moxiao?" He was a little surprised.

How did he come by such a coincidence, as if he knew that he was casting a spell against him.

"Yes, Master." Rong Lian poked her head and asked, "Master, do you want to see Junior Brother Xuan?"

Ye Qingyi glanced at Du Zhong, Du Zhong knew he was hesitating, sighed slightly, and sat aside.

Ye Qingyi blinked his eyes a few times, and followed his own mind: "Let him in."

Rong Lian backed out, and after a while, Xuan Moxiao, who was dressed in a red sword suit, walked in.

"Uncle Master." Xuan Moxiao went straight to Ye Qingyi, walked to Ye Qingyi's side only to find that Du Zhong was here, and added embarrassingly, "Hello, Master Uncle Du."

Du Zhong glanced at Xuan Moxiao indifferently, bowed his head and went to drink tea.

Xuan Moxiao didn't take it seriously, and bowed to Ye Qingyi: "Master Uncle." Xuan Moxiao said softly, "I heard that Master Uncle is not feeling well, so I came here to see him. I don't know what happened to Master Uncle these two days, but it can be useful." A place to get disciples."

Ye Qingyi sat cross-legged on the couch, sluggish and pale. He stared at Xuan Moxiao for a moment, and said weakly: "I heard from your master that you have been staying between Lihua Palace and various sects for the past few days. Running around, trying my best to find Ziyu Dangong, it's hard for you to miss me in the midst of your busy schedule, don't worry, my uncle's body has always been like this, it's fine."

Xuan Moxiao felt that Ye Qingyi's words turned into mouths one after another and slammed them on his face. He thought that Ye Qingyi was true, and it was also true that he was traveling between various sects. He would not give up on Ye Qing He will not give up revenge, he hopes that Ye Qingyi will wait for him, and one day, he will be able to tell Ye Qingyi everything frankly, tell Ye Qingyi how much he loves him!

Obviously, although it is not the time yet, Xuan Moxiao believes that that day will come soon.

"I'm pretty much busy with the affairs of the Lihua Palace. I will practice hard on Yuqiong Mountain in the next few days and accompany my master and uncle." Xuan Moxiao took out a bottle of clear dew from his bosom as he spoke. "This is the epiphyllum clear dew that my disciples accumulated when they went to Youliang Valley. The disciples of Youliang Valley said that this clear dew has the effect of nourishing the lungs, so the disciple took some and gave it to Master to try."

Ye Qingyi stared blankly at the jade bottle in Xuan Moxiao's hand.

It is a flash in the pan, how difficult it is to get the dew from this flower, one can imagine how difficult it is to get the dew from this flower. Before that, Eucommia also rushed to the Youliang Valley to pick up the dew, which made his hair gray a lot, but he only got back half a bottle Ye Qingyi couldn't imagine how Xuan Moxiao managed to collect a whole bottle in just three days.

"Epiphyllum clear dew..." He reached out to take the jade bottle and muttered, "This thing is hard to find, you are tired..."

Xuan Moxiao raised his head and smiled at Ye Qingyi: "My disciple doesn't work hard. As an uncle, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate to do so."

Ye Qingyi stared at Xuan Moxiao's clear eyes full of sincerity, and frowned tightly.

Which sentence of this child is true and which sentence is false.

He treats himself so well, what exactly does he want to do?

Ye Qingyi really wanted to have a frank and honest talk with Xuan Moxiao, but he knew in his heart that even if he exposed everything, Xuan Moxiao would not tell him the truth, even if Xuan Moxiao was willing to tell the truth, he would not It may not be able to handle it.

Xuan Moxiao, who had been stared at by Ye Qingyi with complicated eyes from the beginning to the end, faintly felt something was wrong.

As soon as he returned to Yuqiong Mountain, he immediately asked Rong Lian about Ye Qingyi's recent situation. Hearing that Ye Qingyi had locked himself in Yilanxuan for several days without seeing anyone, he almost believed that Ye Qingyi had been raped by Liu. Disturbed by the matter with Su Mengze, he hurriedly came to Yilanxuan to visit.

He wanted to tell Ye Qingyi that those two were not worth his trouble, and he even wanted to tell Ye Qingyi that he missed him very much.

In the end, he saw Du Zhong beside Ye Qingyi, the two of them obviously talked about something before he came in, and the topic they talked about excluded him.

He sensed Ye Qingyi and Du Zhong's intention to reject him, and that feeling really made him feel cold and heartbroken.

Why didn't he think that maybe Eucommia, who has been silently accompanying Ye Qingyi, and whose hair has turned white because of Ye Qingyi, is Ye Qingyi's closest person?

Xuan Moxiao's heart was in pain, he stared blankly at Ye Qingyi who was expressionless looking at him for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "Seeing that the master is safe and sound, the disciple is relieved, then... the disciple will not disturb the master. Uncle has rested, so go back first."

Ye Qingyi paused: "Okay."

Xuan Moxiao smashed his heart to the ground.

He squeezed the jade flute in his hand, stood up stiffly, cupped his hands at Ye Qingyi, and stepped back slowly.

Ye Qingyi looked at the epiphyllum and clear dew sent by Xuan Moxiao and sighed, and collapsed on the bed, where he still had the strength to cast spells.

He slept through the night, and when he opened his eyes again, Eucommia was gone.

Next to the pillow, there was still the epiphyllum dew sent by Xuan Moxiao, Ye Qingyi was in a daze for a moment, and then remembered that Xuan Moxiao had visited him during the day.

If he doesn't come, at this moment, the soul restraint technique has already taken effect on him.

Ye Qingyi really had a very headache, and his heart wavered from side to side. Could it be that he really wanted to put the safety of the entire cultivation world and his own family and life at risk because of Xuan Moxiao's kindness to him?But, but why does he always feel that Xuan Moxiao is innocent and is justifiable, and he still can't bear to attack him.

Ye Qingyi hated himself for being indecisive, but if Xuan Moxiao had more handles, was more annoying, or more ugly, he would resolutely kill him.

However, Xuan Mo Xiao only left some trivial evidence, and he is cute and likable.

really distressed...

Ye Qingyi leaned on the bedside and pressed his temples. Suddenly, there was a melodious flute sound outside the window.

The sound of the flute sounded like an old friend whispering in the ear, and like a lover hugging each other under the moonlight. Ye Qingyi was so fascinated by it for a while, she couldn't help but opened the door and stood in the courtyard full of orchids middle.

The moonlight was thin and hazy, and all kinds of orchids were shrouded in the moonlight, but there were only gray figures left. Ye Qingyi glanced over the orchid bushes fluttering in the wind and looked towards the edge of the cliff, and vaguely saw a tall man Yuli, a young man in red with a dusty temperament.

The young man stood facing the abyss, holding a jade flute in his hand, nodding his head and playing it. The evening wind gently pulled his robe, making him look like a red butterfly with wings ready to fly, ready to jump off the cliff anytime and anywhere, and fly into the endless world. into the abyss.

Ye Qingyi suddenly panicked, and said hastily, "Xiao'er."

The sound of the flute stopped, and the young man standing on the edge of the cliff turned around slowly, looking at Ye Qingyi with endless desolation.

"Uncle Master..."

Ye Qingyi's heart was broken by a soft sound from the uncle, and he waved to Xuan Moxiao: "What are you doing standing on the edge of the cliff? Come here, come over to the uncle."

Xuan Moxiao smiled sweetly, and walked to Ye Qingyi's side holding Yuxiao.

"Uncle, did the disciple bother you?"

Ye Qingyi shook his head: "Your flute sounds beautiful, and my uncle likes it very much, but... why did you come to Yushu Peak to play the flute?"

A bit of bewilderment appeared in Xuan Moxiao's clear eyes.

"Disciple... I brought the ink flute to Yushu Peak before I knew it. Disciple... I don't know why I want to play the flute at Yushu Peak. I think... I probably miss my uncle." He continued intermittently, but And the tone is firm and authentic.

Ye Qingyi's heart swelled slightly.

Here again, here again...

Don't look, don't listen, don't believe...

Ye Qingyi turned his face away, stared at the shadows of himself and Xuan Moxiao on the ground, and said: "The night is getting dark, you should also rest, go back quickly."

After finishing speaking, he felt inexplicably sad, and was about to return to Yilanxuan while his mind was still awake, but saw the shadow that was half a head taller than himself suddenly rushed forward, and immediately after, he fell Into a cold embrace.

"Uncle Master..." The person hugging him whispered, "Uncle Master, what did Xiao Er do wrong? Why is Uncle Master suddenly so indifferent to Xiao Er?"

Ye Qingyi's heart was pounding in Xuan Moxiao's arms, he tried to push Xuan Moxiao, but Xuan Moxiao hugged him even tighter.

He was keenly aware of Xuan Moxiao's uneasiness. The hand holding Yuxiao was trembling around his waist. Drops of water trickled down his ears and into his skirt.

Ye Qingyi trembled uncontrollably, and lightly pressed Xuan Moxiao's back with both hands: "Xiao'er, are you crying?"

Xuan Moxiao breathed carefully next to his ear, and at the end, he let out a long sigh: "The only person in this world who can make Xiao'er cry so heartbroken is my uncle..."

The tension in Ye Qingyi's mind was broken all of a sudden.

The rationality he had finally grasped in his hands was crushed in an instant, Xuan Moxiao... What exactly does Xuan Moxiao want to do to him?He ran outside his house in the middle of the night to play lovesickness songs, is it just to disturb his heart and tell him that he can force his tears?

Messy, too messy.

"Xiao'er..." Ye Qingyi had a faint headache, "What is the matter that you came to see me? If you really feel sorry for Master Uncle, then be honest with Master Uncle..."

be honest and open?

Xuan Moxiao smiled.

He should be able to be honest with Ye Qingyi soon.

"Uncle... Xiao'er just misses you. We haven't seen each other for three days. Doesn't Uncle miss Xiao'er?"

Ye Qingyi was flustered by Xuan Moxiao's question, did he miss Xuan Moxiao these days?No doubt he wanted to, after all, he even dreamed of Xuan Moxiao.

However, all he thought about was how to solve Xuan Moxiao.

Suddenly a gust of night wind blew past, Ye Qingyi couldn't bear it, and shivered fiercely in Xuan Moxiao's arms.

Without saying a word, Xuan Moxiao picked up Ye Qingyi, kicked the door of the house and led him into Yilanxuan.

It was warm in Yilanxuan, but Ye Qingyi was a little dazed after being attacked by Ye Feng.Xuan Moxiao covered Ye Qingyi with a thick brocade quilt, knelt beside his bed, guarding him devoutly.

"Xiao'er, what are you doing?" Ye Qingyi asked puzzled.

Xuan Moxiao put his arms on the side of the bed, rested his head on his arms and said, "Master, Xiao'er wants to stay here overnight."

"Watch me all night?" Ye Qingyi raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"No reason." Xuan Moxiao asked expectantly, "Don't Master Master?"

Ye Qingyi thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"That's good." Xuan Moxiao said to Ye Qingyi like coaxing a child, "Master, go to sleep."

Uncle... go to sleep...

Ye Qingyi seemed to be enchanted by a charm, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep under Xuan Moxiao's gaze.

Xuan Moxiao quietly looked at Ye Qingyi who was sleeping soundly, feeling that no matter how much he looked at him, he couldn't get enough of it.

He slowly put away the aura in his palm, sat beside Ye Qingyi, leaned over and kissed Ye Qingyi's forehead.

After dropping his own kiss on that smooth forehead, Xuan Moxiao stared at Ye Qingyi's bright red lips.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and touched the soft red lips.

The beating heart in his chest became crazy because of his move.

He knew he shouldn't, he knew he couldn't, but he couldn't suppress his feelings no matter what, finally couldn't bear it anymore, leaned over and kissed the red lips.

He absorbed the warmth from the red lips selflessly, tossing and turning, kissing deeper and deeper, even though the person under him didn't respond, he was still extremely intoxicated, as if his soul had drifted away to the sky.

After expressing the pain of lovesickness, Xuan Moxiao reluctantly let go of Ye Qingyi.

The delicate red lips were a little swollen from his kiss, Xuan Moxiao couldn't help frowning, and raised his hand to wipe Ye Qingyi's lips.

"Uncle, you don't want to marry anyone, you are mine, wait for me..."

He smiled at Ye Qingyi who was sleeping soundly, and turned into a wisp of red smoke and flew out of Yilanxuan.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Qingyi stared blankly at himself in the bronze mirror, full of doubts.

His face in the bronze mirror was glowing red, obviously he had a good rest last night, the strange thing is why his lips were a little swollen.

The swelling of the upper lip was not obvious, but the lower lip was obvious, as if it had been bitten by something. Not only him, but Rong Lian who changed his clothes and tied his hair was also startled, and asked him if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

But now it is almost winter, how could there be mosquitoes.

Ye Qingyi was puzzled, but he couldn't think of a reason. He recalled it carefully, and clearly remembered that he was carried back to Yilanxuan by Xuan Moxiao, and then he was in Xuan Moxiao's house. Accompanied by falling asleep.

The memory is complete, but still very weird.

Xuan Moxiao... Another puzzling thing happened when Xuan Moxiao was by his side, could it be... Xuan Moxiao did it again?

Ye Qingyi was instantly frightened by this thought and broke out in a cold sweat.

No, no... He would rather believe that Xuan Moxiao killed Xi Yanming and obtained the Duling Orb than that Xuan Moxiao would do such a rebellious thing to him, but think about it again, He seemed to have the audacity to treat him this way.

After all, even Du Zhong could see Xuan Moxiao's vague admiration for him.

Could it be?Could it be?Could it be that Xuan Moxiao really had that kind of thought for him?

What about him?Did he unconsciously have other thoughts about Xuan Moxiao?

Ye Qingyi was so flustered that she couldn't sit still, walked to the couch, stared at her and wanted to sleep again, but Rong Lian jumped in and said, "Master, Sect Master Tan is here and said he heard Uncle Shi is ill, I want to come and visit Uncle Shi."

Tan Yuxiang?

Although Ye Qingyi didn't spend much time with Tan Yuxiang, but he thought that this person was the leader of a sect after all, and the little peak leader in his sect really shouldn't refute the other party's face, so he said: "Please come in."

Rong Lian responded and went to send a letter. After a while, Tan Yuxiang walked in accompanied by Du Zhong.

"Master Ye Feng, I haven't seen you for a few days, how are you?" Tan Yuxiang came to Ye Qingyi beamingly with his chubby belly, and put the two big red boxes on the ground.

Ye Qingyi got up and smiled at Tan Yuxiang: "Ye is in good health, thank you Master Tan for your concern."

Tan Yuxiang waved his hand at Ye Qingyi, looked at Yilanxuan curiously, and said: "It's such a beautiful house, it's full of fairy air, someone Tan is sitting in the Yilanxuan of Master Ye, and he feels that he is Marshal Tianpeng, who entered the Tiangong, is very happy, very happy."

Ye Qingyi and Du Zhong were both amused by the words.

Ye Qingyi pulled Tan Yuxiang to sit on the blanket casually: "Did Sect Master Tan come from the senior brother?"

"That's right." Tan Yuxiang showed a hint of worry on his wealthy face, "Meng Zejun was looking for Ziyu Dangong so hard that he was almost stunned, but he turned the whole world of cultivation four or five times, and even the Ziyu Dangong was stunned. I haven't seen the cover of the cover, so I didn't hear that there might be Ziyu Dangong in the nineteen states of Dongjun County, so I ordered me to send Yuanmu Stone over to help Sect Master Hua."

Ye Qingyi sneered when he heard the words, Su Mengze was really persistent, he went all the way to the nineteen prefectures of Dongjun to search for Ziyu Dangong, he was completely irrational.

"The nineteen prefectures of Dongjun have already separated from the realm of comprehension. Even if they are not monsters or demons, they are not of one mind with us. If the Ziyu Dangong is really in their hands, I am afraid they will not give it to us." Du Zhong hit the nail on the head. road.

Tan Yuxiang nodded with his mouth flattened: "Yes, I think back then, Daoist Cangqi was still around, and the cultivation world at that time was a scene of prosperity. Later, Daoist Cangqi passed away, and people in the nineteen states of Dongjun refused to accept Mengze. In a fit of anger, they left the realm of cultivation and established themselves as kings, and I don’t know what is going on with them now.”

"Eastern County's spiritual power is thin and the weather is bad. I think the situation is not very good." Ye Qingyi said lightly, "Meng Zejun only wants to build the Qiankun Wall again. If you want me to say, the most important thing is to restore the relationship between the nineteen states in East County. .”

Tan Yuxiang clicked his tongue: "Hey, internal and external troubles, Meng Zejun is not easy to do."

Ye Qingyi also felt a little headache: "Stop talking about this, Master Tan, what are you carrying?"

Tan Yuxiang's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and brought the two big boxes in front of Ye Qingyi, excitedly saying: "This is the best wedding cake we make in Danzhou, and I have already shown it to Mr. Mengze." After that, Master Mengze ordered me to bring it to Master Ye to have a look. Master Mengze said, if Master Ye can see it too, all the dim sum used in the wedding ceremony between Master Ye and Master Mengze will be handed over to Danzhou The dim sum shops in the past made it."

When Ye Qingyi heard this, her eyes that were full of love suddenly lost their light.

He picked up the tea and took a sip, then started another topic: "Danzhou food is famous all over the world, and this wedding cake is also very good. By the way, I vaguely remember that Sect Master Tan mentioned that back then, the elder brother once said, If he has a son, let his son marry your daughter, and the Xi family and the Tan family will become more in-laws."

"There is such a thing." Tan Yuxiang rubbed his hands with a simple and honest face, "To be honest with the two peak masters, Tan came here this time with a bit of selfishness. Don't worry, I'm pestering the Young Palace Master right now, trying to cultivate a relationship with him!"