My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Qing Yan stared at the person who was walking happily and approaching quickly.

His heart was slowly wrapped in strands of warmth, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to catch his Taoist companion who was smiling with joy.

The person who rushed over didn't fall into his arms as he wished, when Xia Qi came to his side, a piece of white slipped out of his sleeve, making a crisp sound on the ground.

Xia Qi hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, got up and blew the ashes off the small white jade sea dragon distressedly.

This is a sculpture of a sea dragon that Xia Qi often carries on his body. He must like it very much, and he subconsciously rubs his smooth jade body when he has nothing to do.

Qing Yan's eyes fell on the sharp claws of the white jade sea dragon, as if it had been scalded, the sea of ​​consciousness unwittingly revealed the scarred and messy body.

His eyes sank, and he withdrew his lost hand.

He then recalled that when they reunited under the moon after amnesia, Xia Qi was brought back to Xinghui Peak by him, and when he bathed in the Lingchi, he showed scars on his back that could not heal quickly.

At that time, I didn't intend to take a look at it, and I already felt extremely rude, let alone speculate on the marks on other people's bodies.

Now recalling the spirit pool that night, under the pouring moonlight, the figure hidden in the mist is inexplicably clear——

The skin is handsome, white and moist, the corners of the eyes are red from pain, the new and old scars add to the beauty after the abuse, but it is particularly shocking in his eyes.

Among those scars, there must have been ones left by him...which also caused pain to his Taoist companion.

The adam's apple moved slightly subconsciously, it was unknown whether it was caused by regret, or the initiation of desire... There was an inexplicable thirst in his throat.

He led him to the thick tree trunk a few steps away, under the double cover of night and shade, the cloth rubbed softly.

As if to impress himself, his fingertips carefully stroked the back of the person in his arms inch by inch.Feeling the slight tremor under the palm, he became more gentle.

However, those scars have long since disappeared, and the touch is smooth and delicate.

That's right, although Xia Qi was wounded and healed slowly, he could still heal.

What's more, after the two left Xinghui Peak, Xia Qi's cultivation has improved day by day, not like before.

However, the monks wash the essence and cut the marrow, not to mention that everyone is reborn, and they are all healthy and spiritual.

And my Taoist companion, even though he has become the master of the Xiaoshan sect who is feared by all demons and evil cultivators, and the sword master that Lianguang deserves his name, the body in his arms that has gradually become soft and hot due to touching is still slender and thin, The waist is deep, and in the meridians... a poisonous abyss lurks that makes people uneasy.

Fragile and fragile.

It was also broken in his hands.

An hour ago, Xia Qi was carrying Qiu Song, trying to tell more stories about Fengyue, and also saw the inscription on the enchantment wall shining brightly.

Thousands of inscriptions shone like a sea of ​​stars, and a more intense aura flowed through the inscriptions, so he knew that Qingyan was doing the final test for the sanctuary circle.

The magic circle is completed.

In other words, the Taoist couple who have been too busy recently can finally rest for a while.

Before he could figure out how to get over his lovesickness with Qing Yan, he was dragged to a dark place by the other party, imprisoned in his arms, and opened his clothes...

Xia Qi flinched under the warm fingertips, feeling ashamed and startled.

His clever eyes and ears could still detect the voices of the disciples not far away, but he blushed and pushed halfway, but failed to stop the approach of the palm.

But...he unexpectedly discovered that his Taoist companion couldn't wait longer than him.

Xu Shi had just read those romantic and romantic scripts, and his mind was filled with infinite beauty, and the itching that tickled his back made his waist and limbs weak with no promise.

However, Qing Yan didn't say a word, but stared at him closely with heavy eyes, and the feeling of being stared at without hiding made him faintly excited.

In the familiar embrace, his limbs were limp, and he waited impatiently for Qingyan's kiss as usual, but he didn't get it for a moment, he looked up in confusion, and the lips fell belatedly.

The warm softness gently pressed against his, and the breath and strength were as gentle as the rubbing on the back.It's like treating something you like very much, and you are reluctant to swallow it in one bite, so you can taste it slowly before you are full, and slow down your desire.

His cheeks were slightly hot, and he stepped on his feet chasing the breath of missing, wanting to end such torture and deep lingering.

Unexpectedly, the breath that was close to him trembled, and the warmth and softness left together with the hand caressing the back. A gust of wind took advantage of the opportunity to penetrate into the front of the clothes that he hadn't had time to close, making him shiver helplessly.

Xia Qi froze for a few breaths before realizing that it was another attempt to get close.His Taoist couple took the initiative to seduce people, lit the fire but never extinguished it, Xia Qi was a little aggrieved by his unsatisfied desire, he couldn't hold back and asked softly: "...Does Bo Lan not like being like this with me?"

The person holding him took a breath, only hugged him tighter, and kissed on the tip of his ears, his soft voice was inexplicably cherished, coaxing him patiently.

"Silly Ah Qi... I love Ah Qi, and I love doing everything with Ah Qi."

Xia Qi was taken aback, and his fingers trembled.

The impulsive question got a candid and straightforward response from her Taoist companion.

He knew that elders like master, mother, aunt and aunt treated him as family and took care of him a lot.Xiaoshan's brothers and sisters went through life and death together with him, risking their lives to accompany him-they couldn't have treated him better, and naturally there was a hint of love for him.

However, this was the first time that someone hugged him, stuck to his ear, and said clearly that he loved him.

For the word love, he once thought it would be too pretentious and crooked to say it, and there was always a suspicion of trying to make it up.

He is in love with Qing Yan without a doubt, he never said this word, but he always carries this word, he thinks this is enough.

At this moment, Qing Yan said that he loves him softly and firmly, the word is soft and hot in the other party's mouth, as if presenting a palpable sincerity.

He was unprecedentedly certain that all the favored eyes of the other party were on him, all the deep love was born for him, and all the closeness was because he loved him so much.

It must be him, he is certain and the only one.

The heart is filled with slowly fermenting feelings, full of sourness and warmth.

My Taoist companion is a cold and distant fairy in the eyes of others, who does not disturb the world, but in front of him, he expresses his love without hesitation, and makes him feel warm and happy with touch and words.

He couldn't help but want to respond to the other party and express his feelings...

Xia Qi suddenly noticed that someone was approaching, and he was moved. The visitor seemed to have noticed him, and politely stopped at the corner of his spiritual consciousness, reminding himself of his existence, but he didn't continue to approach.

He was taken aback, it was Mr. Mingwei.

It turned out that Qing Yan stopped making out because he had already noticed Ming Wei... He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed at his own random thoughts and questioning.

Qing Yan held his face and kissed the corners of his eyes, slightly apologetic: "Ah Qi, Mingwei will return to Cangcheng tomorrow, and he needs to discuss with me the arrangement of the sect and the disciples in the sanctuary."

Xia Qi was a little puzzled, and his romantic thoughts dissipated.During this trip, Ming Wei is to Qing Yan what Fu Wan is to him, an indispensable existence in the sect.

"Why did you go back suddenly, sir, what happened to Cang Li?"

Did Qing Shiyu, who was originally stationed in the sect, have other arrangements?

Qing Yan straightened his messy clothes for him. His eyes were quiet and deep, unfathomable. It was rare that he didn't immediately answer his questions. He only said: "You need to be more careful when you leave the barrier to pick up disciples tomorrow."

He then knew that it was probably a secret matter of the sect, Zhiqu no longer asked: "I will, Bo Lan go... I will rest in the mustard seeds tonight, Bo Lan will come back when he wants to rest."

Qing Yan nodded, touched his cheek, turned and left.

Xia Qi stared at Qing Yan's back with ecstasy, inexplicably uneasy and worried, he chased forward a few steps subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, when Qing Yan heard the footsteps, he turned around, and without warning, he plunged into the opponent's arms.

When he saw Qing Yan couldn't help but bend his eyes, and embraced him, his ears blushed, he cleared his throat solemnly, and recited what he hadn't finished saying before: "I think of something, I have to let my Taoist partner know... …No matter what Bo Lan has been or will be like in the future, "

Under the gaze of his Taoist companion, he put his foot on the other's ear, shyly lowered his voice, "I love you too."

As soon as the words fell, before the person could react, he secretly kissed the other person's chin as if asking for a reward.

No matter who Qing Yan used to be or what position he chooses in the future, the person in front of him will always be the person he has been with for the rest of his life.

After saying this, he turned around pretending to be cool, and left with his hands behind his back, trying to leave a calm and composed back.

If there is no stiffness in the limbs, it would be better to have the same hands and feet.

After Qingyan finished listening, there was no trace of joy or emotion on his face, but his eyes sank.

Xia Qi's words mean that he doesn't care about the things he was hurt in the past, and he won't care if he gets hurt again in the future...

He stood in the darkness for a long time, closing his eyes silently.

the next day.dawn.

The morning light was still thin, Xia Qi led more than twenty demon hunters to leave the barrier and went to the south gate of Jinlian City to meet the disciples who had returned from the border.

Now Jinlian City is occupied by the flesh-eating magic vines, they fight and swallow each other like beasts, becoming thicker and more ferocious, and become vicious giant pythons, wandering around the whole city, searching for the breath of living things.

The disciples returning from the border have at most seen ordinary magic vines in the dense forest. To pass through Jinlian City, which is like a purgatory on earth, and arrive at the shelter in the center of the city, it is tantamount to going deep into danger.

And they went through a lot of twists and turns in the fierce battle from the border to the city gate. The expulsion of the demon seed spell and the consumption of the fire spar were the most urgent matters.

Xiaoshan's departure is to replenish supplies and guide disciples into the shelter.

Before and after the shelter was built, Xia Qi led the demon hunters to deal with the city full of magic vines many times, and he was already an old opponent who knew everything.

Now everyone in Xiaoshan has turned into shadows like ghosts and ghosts, walking between the streets and houses with intertwined roots, hardly disturbing a speck of dust.

In less than a moment, Xia Qi met the disciples of the three sects at the city gate.

Everyone passed through the dense forest all the way, fighting and retreating. Unfortunately, several disciples were injured, but fortunately there was no sacrifice.

After a short rest, Xia Qi led everyone back to Jin Liancheng.

Quickly walking through the dilapidated ruins, Xia Qi supported the light on his waist, his spiritual consciousness was scattered around, and everything was calm.

So the hesitation in my heart surfaced again——

It was too quiet around here.

In recent days, Xiaoshan has been monitoring the speed and extent of the mutual engulfment and fusion of the magic vines. According to the calculation of time, there should be no shortage of magic vines that are as thick as three people hugging each other in the city, and there must be huge movements in the winding movement.

However, on the way back and forth, the surrounding area and the ground didn't move at all... This magic vine doesn't have any habit of sleeping either.

Bringing the disciples back to the team is the top priority now, so don't investigate rashly.No matter how weird the situation is, it is better to go back to the shelter first.

Thinking of this, Xia Qi noticed a trace of familiar consciousness spread out from Jiansui mustard seed, and knew that it was Qing Yan who was looking for him.

He subconsciously used his own divine sense to connect, but just as he came into contact with that familiar divine sense, he was shocked by the fierce and powerful demonic power contained in it, and his divine sense was suddenly in a state of confusion——

Xia Qi was stunned, his heart sank, something must have happened to Qingyan!

He hurriedly let his spiritual sense investigate deeply again, only to find that the mustard seeds were completely separated by a powerful demon force, so overbearing that there was no gap to enter.

At the same time, he suddenly noticed something, and Lianguang pulled out of the sheath to block.

A vague black shadow lingered with a strong demonic energy, and was facing him with a sword!

The team was immediately surrounded by monsters, and the disciples drew their swords one after another.

War is imminent.

Soi Ying's attack was caught off guard, and Xia Qi's mouth went numb for a while.

He reacted very quickly, Jian Guang chased after him involuntarily, and in the blink of an eye he made several moves with the shadow.

This is the first time he has encountered a monster head-on since he entered Nanfeng, and it was actually in human form.

At first, he thought it was a monster made by a demon soul, but after a few moves, he found that the opponent's sword technique was ancient and pure, and it didn't seem to come from any school.

The black shadow in front of him was entangled endlessly, only hitting him impartially.He calmly dealt with it, and kept trying to penetrate his consciousness into the mustard seed, but was repeatedly blocked, and his heart couldn't help but hang high.

Once Lianguang is out of the sheath, it is rare to please the opponent.

The black shadow was forced to appear as a majestic beast, and its demonic aura rushed towards Xia Qi.

Surrounded by roaring beast claws sometimes, and threatening sword light at other times, Xia Qi saw that this monster was very treacherous, he had never seen it before, and had an absurd and chilling guess in his heart.

The facial features on the black shadow of the madman were blurred, not to mention the expression, he tentatively chattered amidst the sharp sword light flying across: "May I ask... this senior, isn't he from Lingying Mountain?"

He was tentatively trying without hope, but when the other party heard Lingying Mountain, he immediately froze slightly.

Xia Qi wondered if there was something to talk about, but he didn't know how to introduce his relationship with the Wan Yao King. Seeing that figure didn't allow him to think too much, his anger suddenly surged, and his sword was even more fierce and threatening!

At the same time, the warning reaction of the sect master Shadow Ring frantically sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was all the big formations in Xiaoshan that were being violently attacked!