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Ximo hasn't seen Beigong Qiyi for a long time since the conversation that day. He still lives in the side room of "Xianyi Residence". Beigong Qiyi's attitude towards him is also very strange. The conversation that day was like It was Beigong Qiyi's idle chat, but he forgot about it after the chat.

Ximo felt that everything was extremely abnormal, but since Beigong Qiyi didn't drive him away, he would continue to stay in "Lizhuang". ...At the very least, he can deceive himself, Ximo laughed at himself.

However, at the next moment, he suddenly stood up, because he saw Beigong Qiyi came back, Beigong Qiyi walked into the room slowly, Xi Mo looked at him, and felt a little embarrassed, he was a little flustered Poured a cup of tea for Beigong Qiyi, and said in a low voice, "My lord, you are back."

Beigong Qiyi nodded indifferently. He did not sit down, but walked slowly in front of Xi Mo. The distance between the two was very close. Xi Mo smelled the faint fragrance of the young man, and his cheeks blushed involuntarily. Beigong Qiyi looked down at him, and said in a low voice: "Do you know why I knew your identity early on, and still kept you by my side?"

The redness on Xi Mo's face slowly dissipated. He looked at Beigong Qiyi and shook his head slowly. I need to borrow your hand to help me accomplish something."

The redness on Xi Mo's face faded completely, and instead turned pale. He bit his lower lip and asked, "What's the matter?" I'm going out of the manor, but if I directly go out of the manor, Big Brother will definitely know my intentions, so I have to find someone to help me, and you are the most suitable person."

"Why?" Xi Mo lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly, "Since you like him so much, and you know that there are so many people watching him, why did you let him out of the village?" Beigong Qiyi slightly Smile, "Even though my elder brother is controlled by me now, one day he will untie it, and during that time, he will always hate me and loathe me, and all I have done is to make him fall in love with me. How could you do something like that in the opposite direction?"

"Then if you let him out of the manor and keep him away from you, will he fall in love with you?" Xi Mo asked, Beigong Qiyi smiled and shook her head, "Of course not, and I naturally don't think that big brother is ridiculous. Will be moved by me, but..." Beigong Qiyi's smile suddenly became strange, "But I finally have a way to make him fall in love with me, fall in love with me thoroughly... ..”

Ximo's face turned paler, he stared at Beigong Qiyi, a layer of water vapor appeared in his bright eyes, "So you keep me by your side, you are just using me, and your kindness to me is also fake Right?" Beigong Qiyi sighed softly, he stretched out his hand to touch Ximo's hair, and said softly: "You have been with me for so many years, no matter how hard-hearted I am, I should have feelings, I am It’s right to use you, but in the past, didn’t you also use me?”

Xi Mo's expression changed, he stared blankly at Beigong Qiyi, the smile on the young man's face was very gentle, but the smile was only floating on his face, and did not reach his eyes, Xi Mo's heart slowly cooled down, he tried hard Blinking slowly, she laughed at herself and said, "Beigong Qiyi, your heart is harder than iron and stone."

He pushed Beigong Qiyi away, wiped his face vigorously, turned around and left without any regrets.

The gentle smile of the boy he was lusting after was nothing but a pretense of playing on the occasion.

Beigong Qiyi looked at Ximo's back silently, and suddenly laughed, you are wrong, my heart is not harder than iron and stone, it's just because I gave all the softest places to one person.

And that person just sneered at him and dismissed him.

Ten days are long or short, and today is the eighth day.

But for Fu Zhi, these were the happiest eight days of his life. Although his expression remained calm and did not change much, he was indeed very happy.

He turned his head to look at the person lying on the soft couch with his eyes closed and dozing off, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, he put down the medicine bottle in his hand, gently unfolded a piece of paper to lay it out, he took another look at Beigong Juechen, picked up the paintbrush Carefully outline the strokes.

Naturally, Beigong Juechen was not asleep, he was just enjoying the pleasant sunshine in the afternoon, Fu Zhi was different from Qi Yong and Beigong Qiyi, they had known each other since they were young, originally they were the most innocent teenagers. The two spent time together. Although both of them are cold-hearted and cold-hearted people, there is always a feeling for each other that is different from others.

Therefore, even though Fu Zhi and the two of them are taking advantage of the fire, Beigong Juechen can't hate him. Fu Zhi can be regarded as his only friend. Beigong Juechen understands him, he is really lonely .

Being so lonely made Beigong Juechen feel that it was okay to stay with him for a few days, although he was forced to.

Fu Zhi's paintings are as simple and clear as his own.He just drew a few random strokes, but he vividly depicted Beigong Juechen's lazy and comfortable body.

Of course, there is also the beauty of Beigong Juechen, that kind of cold and harsh beauty, which is so real that only Fu Zhi can describe. The Beigong Juechen described by Beigong Qiyi is always a bit less cold and more Very soft, what he painted is actually the Beigong Juechen he hoped for, and the Beigong Juechen painted by Fu Zhi is the real Beigong Juechen.

Extremely beautiful, extremely cold, extremely proud, ruthless and loveless, incomparable.

He is the person who knows Beigong Juechen best in this world, just like Beigong Juechen is the person who knows him best in this world, they are friends and confidants, the only difference is——

Fu Zhi fell in love with Nangong Juechen, but Nangong Juechen did not fall in love with him.

Xi Mo hurriedly walked into Qi Yong's room, Qi Yong turned around and looked at Xi Mo who was panting heavily, raised his eyebrows and asked: "What's wrong?" Breathe whispered: "We did one thing wrong."

Qi Yong looked at him indifferently, with a slight frown between his brows, "I also feel that we did something wrong." Xi Mo said coldly: "Bei Gong Qiyi intentionally let Bei Gong Jue Chen out of the village. Yes, he just wants to borrow our hands to do something, a very important thing."

Qi Yong stared at him in silence for a long time, then suddenly he stood up and said in a low voice: "I haven't fought against you for many years, why don't we compare it today." Xi Mo's face became a little strange, he looked at Qi Yong frowned, "You should know that I haven't practiced martial arts for many years."

Qi Yong smiled slightly, "But your internal strength is still there, and you haven't forgotten your moves." Xi Mo's face changed again, he looked at Qi Yong, Qi Yong's smile was very faint, but it was in his memory, what he saw It's the most sincere smile I've ever had, and Xi Mo couldn't help laughing because of the sincerity, "Okay, let's stop."

Qi Yong is right, although he hasn't practiced martial arts for many years, but his foundation is still there, and the moves have not been forgotten, which is the most important thing left to him by his father.

Ximo caressed the chain gun in his hand. This was the weapon he used in the past, but since he was with Beigong Qiyi, he had never touched it again. He originally thought that he would have a problem with this chain gun. Quite a few, but unexpectedly, when he got the chain gun in his hand again, he felt a sense of impatience.

That is the nature of martial arts practitioners. Once they hold their own weapons, they will have the urge to fight for one.

Qi Yong stood opposite Ximo with his hands behind his back. He didn't have a weapon in his hand, because he was the same as Beigong Juechen, his martial arts had reached their level, and he didn't need a weapon anymore, because every item around them was will be their weapons.

Xi Mo's chain gun was dragged to the ground, Qi Yong glanced at him, and said lightly: "Let's start." As his words fell, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and Xi Mo's chain gun was aimed at him Swinging it over, although his internal strength is mediocre now, his arm strength is strong and his moves are fierce. Such a powerful chain gun is not at all like what such a slender-looking young man can swing.

But it is indeed the chain gun he swung. The ordinary chain gun has thirteen knots, but his chain gun has sixteen knots. It is longer and heavier, but although his moves are fierce and powerful, But it looked very light, as if what he was swinging was not a chain, but a whip.

Qi Yong's hands were still behind his back, and he didn't intend to move at all. The chain gun had already struck straight in front of him. , Qi Yong moved.

Although his hands still didn't move, but his body moved, his figure swayed, Xi Mo only felt two figures appeared in front of his eyes, but when he took a closer look, Qi Yong had disappeared, he was startled, He felt a gust of palm wind coming from behind him, and he immediately turned sideways to avoid it.

But it was too late, Qi Yong's palm passed by his neck, Xi Mo barely stood up straight, he covered his neck and turned to look at Qi Yong, chuckled and said: "I lost." Although he lost, but He smiled happily.

Because he already knew that the reason why Qi Yong wanted to compete with him was because he knew that his instinct as a martial artist was still there, and even Beigong Juechen said that he had excellent muscles and bones. Will be a master, although he wasted the most important ten years, but since hard work can make up for one's weakness, then hard work can definitely make up for his lost time.

He put down his hand, there was a bloodstain on his white neck, but Xi Mo didn't care, he ran over to hold Qi Yong tightly, and said with a low smile, "Thank you, cousin."

Qi Yong is his righteous brother, his cousin, and even his master.

Qi Yong patted him on the back, Xi Mo let him go, smiled a little embarrassedly, Qi Yong flicked his forehead angrily and funny, and cursed with a smile: "Now I know that I am your elder brother, Why didn't you think that I was your elder brother when you taunted me before." He took out a book and handed it to him while talking.

Xi Mo took the book, and wrinkled his nose at Qi Yong, "Who made you look like a brother at all! What is this?" Qi Yong said with a low smile: "This is left by the master, the "Haisha Palace" mental method The secret book." Xi Mo nodded, stuffed the book into his sleeve, and suddenly asked: "By the way, what about the substitute?"

Qi Yong shrugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "Dead." Xi Mo smiled inexplicably, "With his temperament, it is not a death if he bumps into Beigong Juechen." Miscellaneous, couldn't help but bumped into his shoulder, teasing: "Why, the little lover is dead, and my heart hurts?"

Qi Yong looked at him with a funny face, and said in a low voice: "How come, it's just an insignificant person."

He is also a ruthless person, all his tenderness and emotion are given to one person, and his anxiety is only for Beigong Juechen.

Although he didn't know what Beigong Qiyi was going to do next, he had a premonition that he would completely lose that man. This premonition was like a heavy iron stone, pressing heavily on his heart, making his heart Breathing is a little difficult.

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