My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi swallowed back the words, anxious and aggrieved.

He knew that Qing Yan's state of mind was being affected by the demon spirit that had not subsided, presumably the grief and anger in the other party's chest was no different from the demonized Shulang he had just seen.

Both of them are souls and seas of consciousness filled with boiling hatred, begged for revenge by the demonized subjects who died tragically, and unable to breathe under the heavy vengeance of extermination...

Qing Banquet and Demon Transformation Shulang are only separated by a single thought that passes through the sacrificial scripture in the mirror.

Extremely worried but couldn't lose his sense of control, Xia Qi put his unconsciously clenched fists under the black cloak, fearing that he might say something wrong or get too close to provoke Qing Yan, so he could only try to stay calm.

He stared sadly at his Taoist companion, his eyelashes fluttered helplessly, and said softly: "Bai Lan is so alienated from me, didn't you think I would be sad?"

He kept his eyes on Qing Yan's face, and saw that the other party froze almost imperceptibly when he heard this sentence, as if he had completely forgotten the ritual in the mirror behind him, and looked at him closely, although he did not speak, the whites of his eyes froze. But there was a circle of restrained red, which covered the originally indifferent eyes with a layer of madness that could not relieve the longing.

From the immovable distance of his Taoist couple, Xia Qi clearly saw the full desire to get closer.The heart couldn't help being stabbed hard, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he took a slow breath to calm the dullness that was pressing on his heart.

He forced himself to remain silent.

His life was full of ups and downs, and he was taken care of by many people.

Bian Qiuguang, the master, showed no kindness towards him, and tried every means to urge him to grow up.Gu Ying and his aunt regard him as a family member, and they are limited to the care of ordinary elders.

There was only Qing Yan who protected him calmly and unprincipled, spared no effort and gave everything he had.Sometimes he coaxes and protects him like a child, and sometimes he is intimately close to possession—it is a pampering preference that belongs to him alone.

Qingyan is extremely considerate and gentle, as long as he wants, he doesn't even have to worry about anything, no matter how difficult it is, the other party will make all the arrangements for him.

But he never forgot that when people have access to the six desires, there will be joy, anger, sorrow, and joy that will open a crack in his heart.My Taoist companion's heart is not as hard as ice, on the contrary, confusion and pain will seep from the soft place... Naturally, there are times when it needs to be comforted.

From the time he began to respond to the other party's love five years ago, to now, he has already figured out what emotions are hidden under Qingyan's quiet expression.

At this moment, Qing Yan was easily exposed to rare fragility by his deliberately cruel words, and it was only because he was the most untouchable piece of rebellious scale of the other party.

Xia Qi took a deep breath, seeing that Qingyan's attention was shifted to him as he wished, he couldn't help softening his tone, showing the gentleness when he was hugging Qingyan and chatting with him: "Bai Lan, do you still remember that five years ago you When you came to me to express your feelings, did you ever ask me?"

Five years ago, Qing Tingyun had to respond to his aunt's request to choose a Taoist partner for him in Cangcheng.

Thinking that he was about to have an awkward relationship with a strange and indifferent swordsman due to the extra monthly offering of spiritual stones, he was so worried that the snacks he made during the feast were tasteless, and he was in a daze all day long.

However, one morning, he pushed open the door with dark circles under his eyes, and saw the feast of his teacher and friend waiting in front of the door. He didn't know when it came, and the morning frost that hadn't melted was still falling on his shoulders.

He looked at the man in the thin morning light in astonishment, and met Qing Yan's rare nervous eyes.

Qing Yan, who was standing in front of the sacrificial oration in the mirror, was taken aback when he heard the words.

Just now, he practiced the Sea of ​​Consciousness many times to prevent Xia Qi from getting close to him. When he saw the light in the other party's eyes go out in an instant, his expression was gloomy, and he began to regret it again.

All attention was naturally attracted to the past.

When Xia Qi asked again about the good memories in his heart, he recalled them instinctively following the light as if he was in a suffocating darkness.

The two had known each other for a long time at that time, Xia Qi still thought that he was an ordinary disciple of Cangcheng, who often brought the vegetables he had grown, and would come to eat rice and practice swords without seeing other places, and then watched the sunset with him and chatted with him, although Most of the time, he was the one who listened to Xia Qi's ramblings.

This is the friend he has been with the longest besides his junior brother and master, and it also makes him feel differently relaxed and happy.

He realized that what he was thinking was that one day he heard Tingyun casually mentioning that he wanted to find a Taoist companion for the child of his old friend Su Ling.

Hearing this news, his heart sank inexplicably, and his calm and calm mood before the storm sank rare.He didn't know what it meant, but that night, he was unable to settle down because of the news.

He looked at the quiet moonlight of Xinghui Peak and pondered for a moment, and gradually understood——

From now on, Xia Qi will eat food cooked by another person, practice swordsmanship under the instruction of another person, watch the sunset with another person, go to the lantern festival...even many more intimate things between Taoist couples.

He slowly frowned, realizing that he couldn't accept it.

It was then that he had vaguely realized that such a thing of favoritism towards a person... seemed to be about love.

This kind of thing is extremely strange, he needs to treat it with caution, not to disappoint another person, so he borrowed the Longzhou resident to exchange for anti-monsterism, and seriously considered it for three days.

Three days later, he had already made up his mind.Because in the past three days since he hadn't seen the other party, all that filled his mind was that figure.

If others can give Xia Qi, so can he.Then why can't Xia Qi's Taoist companion be him?

For the first time in a hundred years, he wants to take the initiative to own something, which cannot be shared with others, and only he can have it.

With a touch of joy and deeper anxiety, he returned to Cangcheng wearing the stars and the moon, and it happened that the sky was slightly bright, so he waited in front of Xia Qi's gate.

When Xia Qi walked out of the door listlessly, he opened his mouth directly, solemnly and solemnly said the words that he had pondered over and over again on the way——

"Xia Qi, although these words are a bit abrupt, but every sentence comes from my heart."

This memory is carefully treasured by Qing Yan, and it has been taken out to look through it many times when I miss it, and it is still shining brightly today.

Although the good and happy memories only started at the beginning, it also made him feel a little relaxed, as if his heart was surrounded by a gentle breeze.

He came back to his senses, and suddenly realized that when he was lost in memory, a rope crossed the abyss at some point and was tied to a white jade stone dragon embedded in the ground on his side.

On the other side, a man in a black cloak was carefully stepping on the rope, and was about to walk over.

This abyss magic circle made up its mind to let him go and never return. It can invalidate all spells, let alone pass through with a sword. Even if a monk finds another way to cross, if his mind is unstable, there is a risk of slipping and falling.

His pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him, but he saw a person walking slowly but steadily on the opposite bank staring at him, and then said softly: "Bai Lan, when you asked me back then, you couldn't answer every sentence. All these years, the answer has been clear in my mind."

Hearing Xia Qi bring up something that he had never said before, Qing Yan paused and looked at Xia Qi intently.

His sea of ​​consciousness also surfaced the follow-up of that memory.

At that time, Xia Qi heard that sentence in front of the door, froze in the middle of a yawn, and opened his eyes wide in doubt.

And under the questioning eyes of the other party, he put his slightly curled fingers into his sleeves, and said the second sentence seriously——

"Anyone can give you asylum, so can I."

In the main hall of Lingying Mountain, the eyes of the person who came towards him from the dark abyss were gentle, and he responded to the words five years ago: "Thanks to Bo Lan's protection, I have become powerful in the past few years, and the one who can protect me Daoist."

Qing Yan stared at the figure in a daze, and the thousands of noises in the sea of ​​consciousness and around her ears disappeared in an instant.

In the early morning in his memory, he saw that Xia Qi was still a little confused after hearing the second sentence, so he said again——

"Wherever you want to go, whatever you want to do, I am willing to spend my whole life with you."

In the main hall, above the abyss in front of him, the person who also engraved that memory in his heart continued to respond: "Actually, there is no need to go anywhere or do anything, as long as you are with Bo Lan, even in a dangerous situation, it is considered a good day." It's just that Bai Lan always thinks about me and accommodates in every possible way, we haven't been able to go to the place Bai Lan likes."

Qing Yan remained silent, her eyes were slightly sour.His fingers curled up a little helplessly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't speak.

Later that morning... Xia Qi seemed to finally understand what he was talking about, his cheeks turned red, he couldn't believe it, but he didn't dare to look at him.

He trembled in his heart, thinking that Xia Qi knew that his friend had such thoughts for him, and was frightened, but he insisted on finishing the words to express his heart——

"Whatever you like, I will find it for you. If you have any wish, I will do my best to make it come true for you."

Above the abyss, the eyes of the person who has been his Taoist partner for many years are full of water, and the soft love inside is the same as before, and he also responded to this sentence: "Since we met until now, Bo Lan has shown me many beautiful scenery, You have given me a lot of novelty things, and I often imagine what interesting things I will meet with Bai Lan in the future... But among the good things in the past and the expectations for the future, you have always been my favorite."

There are thousands of beautiful things in the world, but none of them are as good as you.

Qing Yan slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes were as black as crow's wings due to the slight moisture, and trembled slightly.

Now that something was out of his control, and slowly melting in his heart's soreness, it made him happy.

In the darkness with closed eyes, the sea of ​​consciousness also fully revealed the last picture of that morning.

He stood in front of Xia Qi's door and finished speaking, took a breath almost imperceptibly, and asked in a low voice: "Xia Qi, I am happy with you. Can you consider choosing me?"

As soon as he spoke nervously and tried his best to remain calm, Xia Qi stepped forward quickly, threw himself into his arms unexpectedly, and hugged him tightly.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, until the long-awaited temperature really came, and he hugged the person in his arms helplessly.

Looking at the person with red ears in his arms for a long time, he realized that the other person had the same thoughts. At that moment, the satisfied joy seemed to light up a certain blank in his heart, and the warm light lit up The atrium is plated with a vivid color.

He embraced the person he finally possessed, feeling unreal joy in his heart, and asked in a low voice to Xia Qi who had been silent all this time: "Don't you want to say something?"

The person in the arms had a low voice, and his voice was low because of shyness: "I... I also like you in love. I can hug you like this in the future, can't I?"

The sweetness contained in the precious memory lasts for a long time, which can make every aftertaste touch people's hearts, and the whole heart will be soaked with joy.

In the main hall, Qing Yan opened his eyes, and saw the person he loved for many years walking towards him firmly, finally passed through the abyss, reached the end of the rope, and at the same time answered the last words: "Bai Lan didn't know how happy I was... ...It was also thanks to Bo Lan's obsessive gaze at that time, which gave me the courage to return to my Taoist companion no matter where I am."

Qing Yan finally understands that if the torrent of troubled times is a lost cause, only love is the unshakable light.

They pull each other and depend on each other, and their fate has long been inseparable.

He no longer suppressed the urgency to approach, and subconsciously stepped towards the one he loved.

And Xia Qi had just finished the whole journey of hardships and dangers, and came rushing forward with the wind and dust all the way, and threw himself into his arms.

Xu Shi carried too much emotion, and the strength was so great that he fell to the ground directly.

It seemed to be viciously punishing his estrangement, and it seemed to be terrified of what irreversible choices he would make.

The person in his arms hugged him tighter and tighter, trembling all over. After a long time, a muffled voice with no emotion came out: "Don't you want to say something?"

Qing Yan has always been strong and estranged, at this moment it seems that he is trying to hold on to some support for the first time in his life, and returns a tighter hug in an extremely unfamiliar and longing way, and finally murmurs out what is in his heart: "... A Qi... Aki, don't go."

The person who was still trembling in his arms suddenly stopped, and after a few breaths, as if he couldn't hold back, he finally stood up and faced him.

He thought to himself, his Taoist companion must be very angry, maybe he will bite him again.

Unexpectedly, before he could see his Taoist companion's expression clearly, a hot tear fell on his face.

For the first time in a hundred years, the head of Qing, who has been able to do everything with ease and counted as exhaustive, showed a panic that was almost at a loss.

The person who propped his chest up was trembling all over, his cheeks were wet, and he was looking down at him, tears dripping down his cheeks.

The tears were extremely hot, so hot that he could no longer care about his grief and anger, and his sea of ​​consciousness was completely blank.

The other party's eye sockets were flushed with tears, and he held back his sobs with self-esteem, but his voice was hoarse and soft, and tinged with tremors of fear, he seemed extremely sad.

"...Bai Lan, with me here, no one can hurt you."

I didn't blame him for the choice he made, let alone angry at his deliberate alienation, just afraid that he would be hurt.

Qing Yan was pressed against the cold ground by the familiar temperature, and his heart was also tightly gripped, motionless, not even daring to breathe too hard.

Not far away is the abyss where the gangster wind howls, Xia Qi's words seem to be drawn by the sharp wind to penetrate the memory, slowly cleaning the scene he missed not long ago, blowing away the dust, revealing the covered face——

Xiaoshan was besieged by Shifang Pavilion, Xia Qi blew up the magic circle in the square of the main hall regardless of safety, killed Xu Shen, and was knocked unconscious by the blast.

The moment Xia Qi fell into his arms, Xia Qi was seriously injured all over, and he muttered angrily: "Xu Shen is dead... no one... no one..."

Then there was an indistinguishable breaking sound.

At that time, he thought that Xia Qi was worried that there were still people left in Shifang Pavilion, so he told him that they had already cleared them all.

What he said at this time made him suddenly realize that at the end of Xia Qi's words, those indistinguishable breath sounds were——

Xu Shen is dead, no one can hurt you again.

Qing Yan seemed to never speak, staring intently at the person in front of him.

He didn't have the slightest thought to care whether Xu Shen knew his identity before his death, and whether Xia Qi informed him of this cause of death among the many evil karmas.

At this moment, his eyes and heart are firmly occupied by the person in front of him.

He could no longer hear the shrill voice begging him to become a demon, nor could he see the sacrificial oration in the mirror that was within reach.

Everything in the world that disturbed him disappeared.

Qing Yan straightened up slowly, silently embraced the crying man who was about to melt into his arms, hugging him tighter and tighter.It's like taking the initiative to open yourself up without reservation, and then rub the other party into your soul.

The huge dragon shadow restlessly lingering on the wall of the main hall retracted its fangs and claws that could tear everything apart, and slowly came to a standstill.

It swam out of the wall in silence, curled up carefully and gently around the one it loved in a guarding and possessive gesture.