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Xia Qi gently closed the door, even though the sleeping people in the room would not be awakened.

He turned to look at a man and a falcon waiting outside the door.

Qiu Song nervously rubbed the corners of his clothes, and for a moment he couldn't see the clue on the face of Master Xia's indiscriminate joy and anger: "How about it... If not, let's look at other people..." In the middle of speaking, he saw Xia Qi suddenly bowed to him respectfully, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Hey! What is your benefactor doing?"

Xia Qi let out a breath slowly, breathing in the cool evening air, only to feel that half of the heaviness that had been on his heart for the past three months had dissipated.

He has repeatedly confirmed that the person on the bed is indeed Gu Ying.

He lost his usual carelessness towards Qiu Song, and his eyes were serious: "Doctor Qiu, thank you for saving my family."

Qiu Song was stunned, and clapped his hands happily: "It's such a chance? It's a coincidence, but you don't need to thank me, you saved my life, and I didn't do anything, it was Ah Falcon who brought him back... ..."

Black Falcon is keen. He smelled the dangerous aura on this person before, so he must have been walking in the killing room for a long time.Now knowing that the other party is not hostile and has saved Qiu Song, he puts away Rui Li.Seeing Xia Qi's eyes on him at this moment, he flapped his wings and flew away out of trouble.

Qiu Song groaned as he watched Black Falcon off, and patted his head, "Yes, although the secret realm of the Divine Doctor Valley has not left Nanfeng, it sometimes stops at the border of Nanfeng. Xiaoshan Rift Valley is not far from the border of Nanfeng, and A Falcon often goes to The cliff helped me gather medicine, it must have happened to pass near the Rift Valley."

Xiaoshan Rift Valley has dense miasma and bursting wind, but if it is a raptor with a high level of cultivation, it can indeed travel through it for a short time.

Xia Qi was full of joy, and hurriedly asked about Gu Ying's situation.

Infected by his happiness, Qiu Song also laughed: "Let me rest assured, my grandpa took action, nothing can't be saved. When the girl was rescued, the demon core was almost shattered, the demon soul was also damaged, and her body was even worse. It is broken. Hey, now the wounds on the body have healed, and the demon core has been repaired. Most of the cultivation base is missing, but it will not disperse. But the injury of the demon soul is a bit difficult to deal with. Grandpa chose the safest Immersed in the method of stabilizing and repairing the demon soul, supplemented by the aura of the cliff, it is estimated that she will not wake up in a few years."

In the face of the eternal separation between man and nature, the waiting time does not seem to matter.

The words "will wake up" were repeatedly recalled in Xia Qi's heart, and the joy of soreness penetrated into his heart little by little, making him feel relaxed.

After a while.

Xia Qi followed Qiu Song and left the hut on the cliff, stepping on the thin afterglow, walking on the way back.

Qiu Song came to his senses: "By the way, isn't the benefactor looking for a shark girl?"

Xia Qi's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked at Qiu Jin amusedly: "How do you know it's a snake spirit?"

Qiu Song took it for granted: "It's usually my grandfather who heals me. I only took a look at it when I was rescued. There is a strong snake-like evil spirit in the room...it can only be a snake spirit?"

Xia Qi couldn't help laughing, this Qiu Song's cultivation base is not so good, it's understandable to see it wrong at first glance, but if you look at it again, you will find the clue.

"Master's wife clung to the giant python and fell off the cliff, burning jade and stone. The giant python died, and she was wrapped in a snake-like demon. Serious injuries will weaken her own monster. When she was rescued, she could only perceive snakes Demon spirit. Moreover, snakes and falcons are natural enemies, if it is really a snake spirit, even if your falcon can save people, it will not come near the hut."

Qiu Song, who was taught a lesson, was very surprised and didn't look embarrassed. He just marveled that his benefactor is indeed the experienced master of Xiaoshan sect. He hurriedly took out a small notebook and wrote it down. He also invited Xia Qi to have dinner together and talk about it by the way Other anecdotes about Xiaoshan.

Xia Qi thought how could he be so leisurely, the Xiaoshan disciple who came to Guzhong first must have been waiting for him, seeing Qiu Song staring at him expectantly, he couldn't help but patted the back of the other's head: "Go and eat with my sect brothers ?”

Qiu Song's eyes lit up, he put the notebook down, and was so excited that he completely forgot how he scolded Xiaoshan before: "Eat! Let's eat together! I haven't talked to the witcher yet..."

Xia Qi rolled his eyes and smiled happily. The two brothers hugged him nicely and walked towards the courtyard where his disciple lived, as if he was afraid that the other party would get off a boat on the way: "We demon hunters are easy to get along with, you can be very hospitable."

Qiu Song, who knew nothing, was extremely happy, not seeing the languid smile on the lips of the leader of the Xiaoshan Gate, which was a bit malicious.

The Valley of Miraculous Physicians is vast and magnificent, and the three secondary courtyards among the cascades of emerald green housed all the disciples who were rescued by Qiu Song.

Xia Qi waded through the cool autumn night, walked through a path covered with maple leaves, and turned into Xiaoshan disciple's courtyard.

All the demon hunters breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that their sect master had returned safely.

When Xia Qi was with Xiaoshan's disciples, he didn't have any sense of distance or airs as a sect master, just like he used to get along with his brothers, he just picked an empty seat and sat casually, catching the flagon thrown from the opposite side.

Fifty people gathered in the courtyard, a few fire talismans fell on the ground, and they started cooking and chatting.

After communicating with each other about their separation, Xia Qi also told the news that Gu Ying was rescued.

Most of the demon hunters gathered together to cook wine and chat, and the familiarity of light cars ignited the lively atmosphere. Nowadays, when people have happy events, they are even more carefree.

Xia Qi leaned lazily on the back of the chair, bumped the wine jug with the disciple beside him, and took a few sips, listening to the other party explain in detail what happened in the cave after he left with Su Qunyun.

Qiu Song rescued the demon hunter into the valley, and then rescued Gu Ying. The demon hunter was very enthusiastic about him and filled him with wine in turn.

The wine that the witcher used to keep warm was called Mengshichun. It tasted sweet and delicate, and it was refreshing and slightly pungent in the throat, but it had a great aftertaste and had the same deceptive effect as the name.

Xia Qi saw the young and naive Valley Master sinking into the dark black cloak, drinking it like a glass of fruit wine, and excitedly asking for wine, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

And in the Shadow Ring at this moment, Fu Wan and Niannian wrote one after another extremely happy letters after learning about Gu Ying's news.

Xia Qi stared at the flames in a daze, the noise in his ears gradually became blurred, and he felt that everything around him was leisurely for a while.

However, the more such a moment, the more he missed Qingyan.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up, casually told his disciples not to let Qiu Song drink anymore, and sent them back to the house after the end, before leaving the courtyard, intending to find a Qingyan.

As soon as he stepped out the door, the demon hunters who were drinking happily behind him booed together——

"The door master will come back tomorrow morning! We didn't save your bed!"

"Your bed is at the head of Qing's side, don't go wrong!"

Xia Qi was amused in his heart, in the vast night, his footsteps couldn't help showing a little eagerness.

Since there was nothing important, Xia Qi didn't bother Qingyan with mustard seeds.

As the night was getting darker, he saw that the light was still on in the study room of the old valley owner's courtyard, so he didn't enter the courtyard, so he picked a stone bench outside the courtyard and sat down.

He found that Sui Sui in the mustard seeds was still awake and was crawling around in the thick snow, so he pulled it out and fed him some supper.

When the night was dark, when Qing Yan walked out of Qiu Jin's courtyard, what he saw was a man in a black cloak who was dividing the chicken into many small pieces and tossing it up, and the snow-white snow-spirited weasel jumped up in the silence. catch.

One big and one small are having a great time.

The sides of his lips were slightly loose, and the solemn fatigue between his brows gradually faded away with every step he approached that person.

Xia Qi sensed that Qing Yan was approaching, so he hurriedly scooped up Sui Sui and ran over happily.

Qing Yan picked him up, touched the dazed Sui Sui, and led him into the attic of Xiaoshan among mustard seeds.

The surrounding area was covered with heavy snow in an instant, Qing Yan took him into the room that was always lit with warm lights, shut the door of the snowstorm, and asked in a gentle voice, "Why didn't you go to rest first?"

Sui Sui was tired from eating and playing, so he slowly went upstairs to sleep.

Xia Qi took off the black cloak, stretched his waist and yawned: "People from my sect said that there is no bed for me, let me find a Taoist companion to squeeze."

Qingyan boiled the fruit tea, took out a plate of snacks and put them on the table, leaned over to him and sniffed lightly, with a soft smile in his eyes: "Have you been drinking? You've drank a lot."

Xia Qi was used to drinking during the night vigil at Xiaoshan, the little wine was nothing, but surrounded by the warmth of the room, and with the Qing banquet by his side, the smell of the wine was pushed up a little bit, it just made him a little hazy sleepy.

He was just about to propose to take a rest, when he happened to ask about Qing Yan and the old valley owner, he saw Qing Yan staring at him tenderly under the glazed candlelight, and asked, "Ah Qi, do you want to take a bath together?"

Most of Xia Qi's sleepiness suddenly woke up.

The space on the first floor was cleaned up in an instant.

Xia Qi half-lyed in a spacious tub, exhaled a breath of relaxation in the slightly scalding water, feeling extremely comfortable both physically and mentally.

And when he glanced at the Qing Yan beside him from the corner of his eye, he stiffened a little cautiously.

It's not that I haven't seen Qingyan without clothes...not to mention touching every inch with my own hands.It's just that every time I see this handsome body, I still feel shy and nervous, maybe I think of some times when I was covered by Junxiu's body.

But at this time, Qing Yan was closing his eyes and seemed a little tired.

Xia Qi didn't bother, the leisure time of the past two days made him feel unreal and extremely precious, he didn't want to let him down, he could only enjoy it quietly.

With his hands lying on the edge of the barrel, he took up the sweet and sour fruit tea and drank it quietly, feeling extremely relaxed all over his body.

Qing Yan beside him opened his eyes and held his hand underwater, his blue eyes were like the deep sea soaked in moonlight, clear and deep: "Ah Qi, come closer."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't think of any charming thoughts. He was keenly aware that Qing Yan was in a bad mood, and wanted to get close to him to learn something.

He bumped into his Taoist companion, was hugged into his arms again, and was embraced by the other party.

Skin to skin, and his body slowly relaxed, he raised his head: "Bai Lan, didn't the talk go well tonight?"

Qing Yan sniffed his hair lazily, and after a while, her voice became hoarse.

"Qiu Jin is the demon spirit I rescued 200 years ago. He was still young at that time, so I brought him back to Lingying Mountain. He likes to study medicine and healing techniques. There are many exotic flowers and herbs in Nanfeng. Nanfeng. Afterwards, a sect was established in Jinlian City, and there was the Valley of Miraculous Doctors."

It turns out that there is such a relationship, Xia Qi murmured: "No wonder the old valley owner has always felt guilty that he didn't have time to go back to Lingying Mountain..."

Qingyan murmured thoughtfully, fell silent for a moment, sighed, and briefly told his Taoist companion what he had said today: "The change in Lingying Mountain a hundred years ago made Qiu Jin have a strong feeling for the Yunzhang sect. Hostility, now I don’t want to associate with the three sects.”

Xia Qi was taken aback, it was understandable, but Qiu Jin definitely didn't agree with what the people behind the scenes were doing, otherwise he wouldn't go around to save the demon spirits, and he would also have the intention of calming the evil troubles.

In this way, the other party just didn't want to cooperate with the Yunzhang sect, but seeing Qingyan's expression, things would not be that simple.

"Old Valley Master...wouldn't want to solve the evil problem by himself?"

Qing Yan shook his head, his face half-hidden in the candlelight couldn't see the expression clearly: "Not only. He wants to use the evil to weaken the sects, to avenge the treachery of the year, and then rebuild the 'Lingying Mountain' in Yunzhang."

Xia Qi was shocked, let's not talk about the merits and demerits of Cang Cheng Chang Yao back then, but now it is a critical moment that concerns Yun Zhang's life, the old Gu Master actually has such a scheme to make things worse...

Presumably, it must be the hundreds of years of tragic death of relatives and friends in my hometown. Hatred has driven people almost crazy, and they can no longer be rational.

However, Qing Yan told him about this, which made him guess Qing Yan's attitude. After thinking about it, he still asked the question in his heart: "Bai Lan, then... what do you think?"

As the Wan Yao King, what is Qing Yan's position?

There was a few moments of silence in the house.

Qing Yan's eyes lowered and fell on his face, Xia Qi knew that the other party was staring at him, and seemed to be a little absent-minded.

It seemed like a long time before Qingyan said: "I didn't agree. As Shulang, I can only be grateful to Chang Yao and Cang Li. But now, every creature in Yunzhang is just like the demon spirit of Lingying Mountain a hundred years ago. Innocent. Whether you are the head of Cangcheng or the Wan Yao King, you cannot allow monsters to destroy the world, let alone take the opportunity to suppress other creatures."

Xia Qi hugged Qing Yan tightly, still looking at each other silently.

Qing Yan seemed to understand what he was thinking, and sighed almost imperceptibly: "I have never forgotten the hatred of exterminating the clan for a moment, and I also thought about finding a new hometown for the demon spirit. Although Xu Shen is dead, Shifang Pavilion got Due to the retribution, the people who died in Lingying Mountain can't come back."

Qing Yan's voice gradually became softer, until finally only hoarse words remained, and he clenched his hand again, brought it to his lips, and lowered his head to imprint his lips on the back of his hand.After a few breaths, he took a deep breath, "If the monsters are allowed to wreak havoc, and Lingying Mountain contributes to the flames, from now on, the demon spirits will be pushed to the opposite of other creatures.

"There is no power that will last forever. Maybe within a hundred years, the demon spirits can rely on Lingying Mountain and the Wan Yao King, but not necessarily after a few hundred years. The fear and hatred brought about by the war will be engraved in the soul and passed down from generation to generation. It cannot be eliminated. The demon spirits born in the future should not lose their foothold and bear the heavy fate of being hated by other clans.

"Ah Qi, I have to go forward."

Xia Qi stared blankly at Qing Yan, the blue in those quiet eyes was the color of the inclusive and vast sea and sky.

At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of his Taoist companion.

His Taoist companion has everything in mind and has a long-term vision. Even a bloody feud can't cover the other's eyes, and it's hard to be frank and upright in his bones.

Qing Yan has his own selfishness in his heart, and he also has thousands of subjects, and he still pretends to be a world.

The Qing banquet never seeks to be enjoyable for a while, but also wants to be passed down from generation to generation by thousands of living beings.

Xia Qi's heart was filled with turbulence, both heartbeat and admiration, he hugged his Taoist companion tightly, and said softly: "Then Bolan doesn't care what other people think, just do what he thinks is right. Xiaoshan and I We fully support Bo Lan.”

He raised his head, with unyielding arrogance in his eyes, "What's more, we are fully prepared for this trip. Every disciple is worth one hundred, so why rely on him, the genius doctor."

Qing Yan's brows were solemn, and his eyes were softly reflected by the warm lamp. He reached out and rubbed the back of his Taoist companion's head gently, and his voice lowered a little: "Yes, there is no need to rely on the genius doctor Gu. I don't care what other people say. Look at me, with Ah Qi around, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Tomorrow, we will look for an opportunity to return to the shelter. We are still comfortable in our own territory. Many things need to be prepared as soon as possible." Xia Qi gently rubbed the other party's neck with his side face, and said soothingly, "Bai Lan just chooses according to his own heart, no matter where, I will go and return together."

Now the image of the Ten Thousand Demon King in his mind is no longer the majestic monster who commanded all the demons a hundred years ago, but the one who was injured and still healed weak spirit beasts late at night.

It is not rare to have strong power, what is commendable is that you have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and you will bend down to protect every weak and helpless soul who is suffering.

Hearing the promise made by her Taoist companion, Qing Yan's eyes dimmed a little, and she remembered the biggest shadow that enveloped her heart tonight.

He asked Qiu Jin again for the solution to the poison that caused the abyss——

Even if all the demon power of the Wan Yao King is used or even the demon pill is sacrificed, this poison cannot be relieved.

The heaviness of this news seems to make everything worth mentioning.

Xia Qizheng doubted that Qingyan would not respond for a moment, then saw the other party's eyes dimmed, lowered his head and approached him, kissed him lightly, and said word by word against his lips: "Ah Qi wants to say what he says."

Tonight's Qing Banquet, the voice was inexplicably slightly hoarse, and the ending also brought a bit of fatigue that was different from usual.

Xu Shiqiu Jin's words made Qing Yan feel a little chilled.

Xia Qi couldn't help feeling very distressed.

Qing Yan's kiss gradually deepened, with an undeniable sense of aggression, the breath was heavy and hot, and some impatiently plundered the thin alcohol smell on the tip of his tongue, and the hot breath between the lips and teeth of the two was full.

After a few breaths, Xia Qi, who was clinging to his hot body, noticed something, and his red ears and cheeks became even hotter.

The whole body was wrapped in the smell of hot water and a feast, and in the dense white mist, the smell of alcohol was urged up, and he only felt a little dizzy and weak all over.

Qing Yan's five fingers penetrated into his black hair, gently resting the back of his head, leaning over to caress his lips.

The lips parted slightly, and the warm breath asked him for permission in a low voice: "Aqi, is it okay?"

Complying with the unbearable desire in his throat, he responded softly.

Qingyan Xu was afraid that he would choke on the water, so he asked him to kneel down facing the edge of the barrel.

When the soft kiss on the back and the back of the neck disappeared, he was wrapped around his waist by a strong arm, and the tips of his ears were encased by his lips and tongue. The breath falling in his ears was scorching hot: "You have to work hard, A Qi, and then rest later."

Xia Qi closed his eyes slightly, and slowly tightened his hands holding the edge of the bucket, his eyes were clouded by the heat, his breath gradually became unstable, and the water up to his chest swayed slightly.

In the heat that almost melted him, he boldly and shyly responded softly: "...I also like being with Bo Lan...so..."

His mind had been blurred for a long time, and a vague and low-pitched laugh came from his ear, and he grabbed the barrel tightly.

The night is dark, but still long.