Pavilion Master, you have been contracted by me!

Ruye immediately set off to return to Chengtian Pavilion. "

The old man quickly took the mirror, narrowed his eyes, and said respectfully: "Good job, master, if you are free, come back and have a look."

There is a huge sword floating in the air, which is Diqi's natal sword, which can walk against the wind.

Diqi hugged Xu Ruye and stood on the giant sword. With a slight movement of his mind, the sword gradually rose.

"Emperor!" Ah Qing yelled.

The person standing on the sword did not look back.

Ah Qing stared wide-eyed as the figure of the man disappeared into the air.

Qiao withdrew his hand on Ah Qing's shoulder, and Ah Qing suddenly sat down on the ground, stunned.

God got up and left.

Ah Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and walked out, directly to the opposite mountain.

At first Ah Qing walked, but later turned into running.Ah Qing was barefoot, sharp stones cut his feet, bright red blood seeped out, the little fool didn't feel any pain, but he ran faster and faster.

Finally ran to the top of the mountain, the house is still there, but it seems to be different from the past.

Ah Qing rushed over, pushed lightly, and the door opened.

Ah Qing ran around the yard, but there was no one there.

Diqi is gone.

Ah Qing sat down slowly leaning against the pillar, the light in his eyes dissipated little by little, and finally became empty.

Can't find anything.

Having lost her most beloved person, Ah Qing's heart is also empty, her eyes are dry, and she can't even cry.

Ah Qing sat on the ground hugging her knees, her eyes were red after all.

After sitting for an unknown number of days, Ah Qing didn't feel hungry, as if he had turned into a sculpture, and he couldn't feel anything from the outside world.

There are only two words that fill my mind.

Emperor rises.

"Ah Ching."

Suddenly there was a calling voice beside her ear, which Ah Qing had never heard before, but she felt very familiar with it.

Ah Qing raised his head and looked around, but there was no one there.

Ah Qing opened his mouth, only to realize that he hadn't had water for a few days, his throat was also extremely dry, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

-"Where are you?"

— "I'm on you."

-"Who are you?"

- "I am you."

The author has something to say: Does it feel wet (a big pot of dog blood →_→)

Thank you Mengke for the two landmines, the first-class mines, the pit mines, kiss one~

Chapter Nineteen

The world of mortals is full of grievances and grievances.

People in this world have certain obsessions, whether they like it or dislike it, or love it or hate it.

Ziqing seemed to have returned to more than 20 years ago. He watched his soul burn in the furnace of transforming gods.

Suddenly, a white light rushed out from the God Transformation Furnace, and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, Ziqing landed next to the white light, and he watched the white light penetrate into the body of the mortal, and then there was a cry of a baby.

The baby was born in a burst of red light, born with a vision, and was regarded as an ominous omen, and was thrown into the ice and snow without even being wrapped in swaddling clothes.

The world has its own cause and effect, and the baby's life should not die. A young man in Tsing Yi happened to pass by and picked up the baby.

Next is Ah Qing's memory. Shen Yigui raised him from a baby to a young man. Before Di Qi appeared, Ah Qing's memory was full of that gentle and handsome young man.

The man dressed him, the man fed him, the man held him in his arms, and told him the plain story to lull him to sleep.

The young man left and Di Qi appeared, and Qing's world changed completely.

The first time I saw that person, it was as if I had known him for hundreds of years. From then on, Ah Qing's heart fell on that person.

All the above scenes flashed through Ziqing's mind, and all the doubts were immediately solved.

It's no wonder that a sliver of his own soul is attached to this fool.

No wonder this idiot looks like himself when he was a child.

No wonder the fool has a birthmark exactly like himself on his collarbone.

No wonder... this fool is so devoted to Di Qi.

It turned out that Ah Qing was reincarnated from his obsession, and he became obsessed with the emperor.

Ah Qing is Zi Qing.

For Ah Qing, the originally chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear, and the dreams he had in the past suddenly strung together and became his past.

Ziqing is Ah Qing.

There was still pain in the chest from the departure of Yin Diqi.

Zi Qing's soul fell into Ah Qing's body, and the two gradually became one person.They were supposed to be one, but now they are just two.

The man sitting with his back against the pillar suddenly opened his eyes, which were black and shining with brilliance.

Ziqing pushed back the bangs that fell on her forehead, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Diqi..." The smile on Ziqing's face deepened, and he whispered softly. The voice implied infinite tenderness, but the smile was very cold.

Twenty-three years later, Xuanzun Ziqing died at the hands of Emperor Qi, and now he has been reborn.

Ziqing sat for a long time, got up from the ground, dizzy for a while, and barely stopped by leaning on the pillar.

He came back from rebirth, but his cultivation was gone. Now he only has the cultivation of qi, no magic weapon, and he can't ride the clouds.

Ziqing leaned against the pillar and began to think, not knowing how long it would take to walk from the Xiefeng faction to the realm of magic cultivators.

Ziqing took a deep breath, went back to the house where she used to live, found some clothes to put on, washed the blood off her feet with water, and lay down on the bed.

He has decided to go back to the Demon Realm, but before he leaves, he must take a good rest.

After a night of no dreams, Ziqing woke up the next day, packed some clothes and dry food, carried a small package on her back, and went outside.

Just as he opened the door, he saw a little boy standing outside the door, about four or five years old, with big black eyes shining, his hands behind his back, and his immature face showing an old-fashioned look, which looked extraordinarily funny.

When Xiaotong saw Ziqing, he looked him up and down, and he looked quite handsome.

Ziqing took two steps back, smiled lightly and said, "I don't have any candy on me."

A four or five-year-old child appeared in such a wilderness, this child was not very human, Zi Qing had a bright smile on his face, but his heart was guarded.

The little boy took two steps towards Ziqing with his short legs, held his chin and said, "Are you Ah Qing?"

Ziqing raised her eyebrows: "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

"The owner of the pavilion is ordered to bring Ah Qing back to the Chengtian Pavilion."

"What are you going to Chengtian Pavilion for?" Ziqing asked with a smile, but her heart was filled with turmoil.

Why did Di Qi let him go to Chengtian Pavilion? He originally planned to return to the Demon Realm, but now he refers to Tianyu and pointed out that Xu Ruye has the evil spirit of the earth on him. This situation is really not good for the Demon Realm.He really wanted to visit Chengtian Pavilion, but his cultivation is so low now...

But looking at the current situation, he can go if he wants to, and he has to go if he doesn't want to. This kid is from Chengtian Pavilion, and he can't escape at all.

"You'll know when you go." The boy glanced at Ziqing, and took out a gourd from his bosom.

The gourd instantly became bigger, much taller than the child.

Ziqing had no choice but to sit on the gourd obediently.

Little Tong Fei had a gourd on his body, and the next moment he fell into a soft embrace.Xiaotong frowned and struggled a bit, but the people behind him hugged him even tighter.The boy's face was full of uneasiness.

Now that he has come, he will be at ease, now that he knows the identity of the boy, Ziqing thinks he is very cute when he looks like this.

"What's your name, little guy?"

"Isn't it good to keep silent and make people misunderstand that you are dumb?"

"Don't tell me you don't have a name, why don't you call me 'Little Tong'?"

"Is the purpose of the Pavilion Master asking me to go to Chengtian Pavilion to find a guardian for you?"

Ziqing lay on the gourd with her hands on her pillow, closed her eyes, and said while feeling the wind blowing past her ears.

The boy's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his small hands were clenched into fists. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "My name is Su Tang. I brought you back to Chengtian Pavilion because Mr. Xu named you to be his entourage."

The person behind him finally lost his voice, Su Tang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, although he looked like a four or five year old child, he was actually several times his age.

The person lying on Calabash Mountain suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his dark eyes.

It turned out to be because of Xu Ruye.

It was really a delusion for the emperor to connect him to Chengtian Pavilion with nostalgia.

The disappointment on Ziqing's face disappeared in a flash, but the smile deepened. Since Mr. Xu was going to come to his door, how could he have the heart to refuse?

The evil spirit of the earth...

A day passed in a blink of an eye, and the gourd fell to the ground.

Ziqing watched the small figure sitting in front of her quickly fall to the ground, and then disappeared quickly, as if avoiding a scourge.

Ziqing climbed down from the gourd, this little doll ran so fast, but threw herself here, it was really unkind.

Ziqing stood for a while, and then a person landed in front of him.

Di Qi changed into purple clothes, his long black hair fell down, his face was like a jade crown, and the red mole was even more red.

Looking at that gorgeous and unparalleled face, Ziqing's heart suddenly twitched, but the smile on his face deepened.

Di Qi quietly looked at the young man in front of him.

The boy's face was round with a little baby fat, but his eyes were very bright, dazzling.

"Diqi." Ziqing murmured.

Di Qi frowned, looked at him coldly, and didn't speak.

"I had a dream yesterday and I remembered many things. Diqi, if I'm not a fool, would you still like me?" Zi Qing looked at him intently, her words were half-truth and half-false, with obsession in her eyes The color is bright, but the heart is clear.

"Xu Ruye said that you get along well with him, and you will be his attendant from now on, and I, Chengtian Pavilion, will not treat you badly." After Di Qi finished speaking, he seemed unwilling to look at him again, then turned and left.

squire?

Ziqing looked at Diqi's disappearing figure, and squinted slightly.