My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The end of the year is approaching.

Snow began to fall in various states in Yunzhang, which complemented Zhangluo's joy on New Year's Eve.

Only the Xingluo Mountains in Longzhou are quiet and cold, like the thick and ups and downs of the pen and ink smearing the eternal cold color, the mountains are stacked, the peaks are majestic and blue, and they will always transcend the world.

The mountain road leading to the gate of Cangcheng Mountain is half hidden in the mist, with no end in sight.

Xia Qi was stepping on the wet bluestone of the mountain path alone, walking up the stairs leisurely.

There is no snow falling in the Xingluo Mountains, but there are many ancient and lush plants, and the mountains are covered with humid atmosphere all the year round. This winter, it is even more humid and cold.

Xia Qi's breath became foggy, and Xue Lingyou was lying on his shoulders, huddled under the black hood.He tidied up the little red cloak with white velvet on Zaizai's body, fearing that Zaizai would be frozen.

Xueling Weasel let out a few low-pitched yelps, its little furry head next to his side neck, and lightly licked his cheek.

Xia Qi's trip is to visit Mr. Ming Wei who is about to participate in the examination of the Three Masters of Cangcheng.

After Shen Xinghai's great battle, the position of one of the three Cangcheng lords was vacant for five years.

In the five years after the end of the evil, when the head of Cangcheng did not return, Qing Tingyun was in charge of the sect affairs for the time being, from assisting Qing Tingyun in handling sect affairs to running around to quell the chaos—Ming Wei had a lot to worry about , contributed a lot.

Qing Yan took all these into consideration, and recently discussed with Qing Tingyun, and proposed that Ming Wei should succeed him as one of the three venerables, which would also be regarded as Qing Shiyu's inheritance.

When Xia Qi heard Qingyan mention this matter, he also took it for granted.

Cangcheng disciples of Mingwei’s level are all Zhilan Yushu, and Mr. Mingwei is even more outstanding, calm and generous, with a high vision, and a good cultivation level, but he is too humble by nature and doesn’t like to make publicity. The three statues are slightly inconspicuous under the light.

From the day Ming Wei learned about it, she practiced even harder, almost never stopping...

It went on like this for a month... No matter who tried to persuade me, I only got a gentle thank you, and when I turned around, I saw someone plunged into cultivation again.

Xia Qi could understand that the position of Cangcheng's three masters was extraordinary after all, not only would his virtue and cultivation be recognized by the head seal, but it would also leave a stronger mark in Cangcheng's history.

But for Mingwei, what is more important is that one day he will be able to reach the position he once looked up to, and take on more sect responsibilities - he will be nervous and excited.

Qing Yan didn't go to intervene, Xia Qi has been busy with the construction of Zhuzhou, and hasn't come to Cangcheng for a long time.As the year is approaching, it is advisable to visit relatives and friends, and come to visit Mr. Mingwei.

As soon as his thoughts were over, Xia Qi raised his eyes as if feeling something, and stopped and put his hands on his hands in a leisurely manner.

Not long after, in the mist of the mountain path, a moon-white figure appeared, it was Ming Wei who also chose the mountain path to go down the mountain.

Mingwei's spiritual sense had already detected Xia Qi, and he was not surprised when he came face to face, he just smiled gently: "Why didn't Xiao Qi go to the teleportation formation and go directly to the uncle?"

When it came to Qingyan, Xia Qi's smile froze, his teeth itched a little, and he laughed a few times without any flaws on his face: "...I came here specially to find Mr. Mingwei."

He naturally knew that Qingyan was in Cangcheng these days... that's why he deliberately avoided it, and came to the mountain road to directly intercept Mingwei.

After the Qing banquet left the customs, no matter how busy the two were during the day, they could still rest together every night.

Any relationship between the two is very comfortable, and even the silence when they are doing their own things is not boring.It's just that Taoist couples face each other day and night, and when the reminiscences are finished, there is no need to worry about matters between sects...

There are more opportunities for certain things.

Whether it was the Xinghui Peak where there were only two people, or the attic surrounded by the quiet snowy night, or the more spacious Wan Yao King's bedroom, there were no accidents to disturb them anymore.Sometimes just looking at each other for a few more breaths, there will be ambiguous and hot feelings secretly breeding, and the prairie fire will become a burst of indulgent desire.

At the beginning, Xia Qi, who had been addicted to it repeatedly, came up with an idea in a daze——Qing Yan had a self-restraint in his bones, even if he lost control due to longing after leaving the customs, when the enthusiasm faded... he could restrain himself a little.

Who knew he was too optimistic...

During the few days when he reunited after a long absence, he wanted to stay with his Taoist companion, so he agreed to Qingyan to rest in the Wan Yao King's bedroom.And every night at the end of the night, he could always see outside the door lattice before falling asleep... the sky had turned white.

He leaned on his Taoist companion and listened to the steady heartbeat, even though he was exhausted, he was sweet with joy. He thought to himself, the two of them have missed each other for five years, and now they have the opportunity to get close, even if it is too much...he can understand.

This kind of life lasted for more than ten days, Xia Qi thought confusedly and hesitantly again, the love between him and Qing Yan has not diminished, and now Yu Wen is still there... It is understandable.

Twenty days passed, Xia Qi rubbed his waist by the desk in Xiaoshan study, gritted his teeth to comfort himself, maybe this is how Taoist couples get along with each other... also, it's normal.

What's more, the Qingyan would get his permission every night...the person who was bewitched to agree again and again...could not be himself!

Xia Qi was very happy to rest with his Taoist companion, and the monk's body was not too weak to withstand the toss... But after a month, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He packed up and fled back to Xiaoshan overnight, only dared to leave a message in Jiezi, saying that he had to stay in Xiaoshan for a while to deal with urgent sect affairs.

And that night, three days ago, he happily returned to his attic, intending to hug his furry cub for a comfortable sleep, when he saw warm lights on the second floor, and a very familiar figure waiting for him.

That's right, thanks to Wen Yuxie's improved sword ear mustard, the two can come to each other's place as they like.

Suddenly his eyes went dark, his legs went limp, and he almost fell into the thick snow.

The people in the attic who were waiting for him to come back naturally knew of his intentional avoidance, and that night was very bad.

He was imprisoned in the other party's arms, the cool white jade sea dragon slid across the collarbone, all the way down, after a few breaths, he wrinkled Qing Yan's sleeves in disbelief, his consciousness was completely blank, he could only beg Qing Yan to take it out .

And the breath behind the ears was hot: "Ah Qi stays with me every day, it is inevitable that it will be boring, maybe I am looking forward to some new experiences."

Clearly punitive.

This time he was not bullied for too long, and he was let off in the middle of the night after the Qing banquet.

It's just that the other party stuffed the white jade little Hailong into his hand, kissed his ear tip, and even smiled with a teasing smile: "Return to the original owner."

He held the jade-warm little Hailong, knowing that it was warmed by him...

He buried his face in the quilt silently, wanting to scold his Taoist companion again, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only swear to himself that no one could make him lick his shame-red face from under the quilt.

So in the early morning of the next day, before leaving the Qingyan banquet, Xia Qi fled immediately, saying that he was going to Fengxue Town to deal with sect affairs and had to rest at Bian Qiuguang's house.

Fortunately, Qing Yan knew that he was thin-skinned, so he never chased after him, and purposely let him take a breather.

I haven't seen him for three days, but Xia Qi can sleep soundly... But he always feels that something is missing, he is very uncomfortable, and even a little restless.

Then he remembered that he should come to visit Mr. Mingwei, and he also knew that Qing Yan had been staying in Cangcheng for the past few days... It was deliberate to appear in front of the other party.

So he chose the mountain road, firstly, he can meet Mingwei who lives in Youxin Peak, and secondly, as long as he enters the range of Cangcheng, Qingyan's inspiration can detect him... there will be a relief if he shows up again.

Ming Wei didn't know that the mind of the person in front of him had already twisted into a winding road, but felt that Xia Qi was worried about his assessment, and he was interested, so he smiled and took a bunch of Zhuzhou specialties handed over by him.

"However, Uncle Master hasn't shown up for three days."

Xia Qi lowered his eyes and gave a "hmm" look, only said: "He's fine... just a little problem, it will be fine in a few days."

Hearing what the other party said, Ming Wei didn't ask any more questions.

The two chatted on the mountain road for a while, Xia Qi saw that Mingwei's mental outlook was normal, and he must have a solid understanding of the assessment, so he didn't want to disturb him any more.

When saying goodbye to the other party, he suddenly raised his arms, turned around slowly, and asked, "Mr. Mingwei, do you think there is any change in me?"

Ming Wei looked up and down carefully, and replied seriously: "The complexion is much better than the previous years, and the cultivation base is also higher."

Xia Qi replied with a smile, then watched Ming Wei leave.

In fact, the so-called "little situation" of Qingyan is true, and it does not mean that he has no interest in Qingyan and I will run after you.

It was Qing Yan and him who were both affected by the spell that could not be dispelled.

Five days ago, Xia Qi was lying on the bed in the Wan Yao King's dormitory, flipping through the Xiaoyaoyou sword manual again, and suddenly figured out a new "Xiaoyaoyou" variation, and started a sparring match with Qing Yan in the spacious dormitory.

This is always the case when the two are happy, anyway, the light and agile body will not damage anything.

That day, with the master's excitement rising, the radiant sword energy accidentally struck the magic circle that Qing Yan was debugging and was hanging on the roof.

The magic circle fell from the top of the head to Xia Qi who hadn't noticed it yet, Qingyan stopped it immediately, but the magic spell still fell into the bodies of the two of them.

After being hit by the spell, Qingyan didn't panic, and explained that the number of residents in Lingying Mountain has increased dramatically in the past five years, and the residence and facilities need to be expanded. Unlimited dismantling and modification, returning to the form of any period of time.

Even if the time regression technique has not been fully debugged, it will not hurt if it falls into the body, but the effect is not yet known.

Anyway, three days ago, neither of them had any changes.

Now Xia Qi hasn't contacted Qing Yan for three days... In addition, Ming Wei didn't see Qing Yan show up, he was faintly worried.

He paced on the mountain path for a while before he lifted the spell of "screen off the mustard seeds in advance in order to concentrate on doing work", cleared his throat, suddenly felt a little timid, afraid of any unexpected response, and turned to the mustard seeds Said: "Bai Lan, are you in Cangcheng? I just visited Mr. Mingwei, and I want to see you every year..."

The snow spirit weasel on the shoulder raised its small head and squeaked softly.

Jiezi seemed to be there at any time, and there was a quick reply: "Aqi, I went back to Lingying Mountain this morning, and I'm in the final adjustment of the spell." After a pause, the words were obviously stained with a meaningful smile, "Ah Qi ask Sui Sui for me, if you are willing to rest together tonight, then you can wait for me to come back in the bedroom."

Seeing the other party teasing him for using Sui Sui as an excuse, Xia Qi's ears turned red suddenly, he hesitated for a while, and then answered bravely, "... Sui... Sui Sui said yes."

Hearing the uncontrollable chuckle from Jiezi's side, he immediately choked Jiezi dumb.After calming down for a while, he turned his head and looked at the confused Xue Lingyou.

He wiped his face, rubbed Xueling Weasel happily, walked briskly into the mustard seed, and headed for the mustard seed exit on the Qingyan side.

Qingyan now needs to take care of all sect matters of Cangcheng and Lingyingshan, so it is very handy, no mistakes are made, and it is also very busy.

It's inconvenient for Xia Qi to share Cangcheng's affairs for his Taoist companion, but he can help Lingying Mountain more.

The demon spirits of Lingying Mountain are very fond of this powerful and easy-to-get-together "queen". Whenever the spirit beasts have cubs, the other party will come and stroke them one by one, and the sparkling eyes contain real love.

The other party will also send congratulatory gifts, even the newly hatched snake has a small basket of pigeon eggs.

So every time Xia Qi went to Lingying Mountain, it was like returning to another hometown.

He greeted all the demon spirits passing by, and unceremoniously went to Yueluo and Zhuqing's house to have a meal. After a quarter of an hour's journey, he walked back to Wanyao for an hour. King's bedchamber.

At dusk, the glaze-colored afterglow covered the bed from the open door lattice, and the snow-white magnolias stood tall, like broken snow sneaking in with the breeze, and the room was full of fragrance.

The Qing banquet did not return.

The same full-fledged Xueling Weasel slowly walked back to the soft nest in the corner - it was built by Qing Yan himself.Sui Sui hugged the crooked little black cloth dragon and fell asleep curled up.

Xia Qi also yawned, took off his robe, rolled into the spacious bed, embraced the quilt and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

After Yinyuan disappeared, he no longer needed to rely on sleep to rest, he could enter samadhi.But over the years, I have gotten used to the soft bedding, and I will sleep in a familiar place.

Both the waves and the afterglow are gentle, the heaven and the earth are quiet, and you can sleep well for a while.

It was already late at night when the divine consciousness noticed that the Taoist couple was approaching.

Xia Qi lazily stretched his back, sat up, and saw in the darkness, faint candlelight fell on the black dragon scales that were close at hand, faintly glowing with warmth.

He met those gentle azure beast eyes, caressed the body of the dragon around him in sleepiness, hugged the head of the black dragon, and murmured: "Bai Lan came back so late... Is it over?" ?”

The black dragon's voice was a little soft in the dark, and his breath was warm: "The magic circle has formed. However, the spells that have entered the body will take effect immediately and cannot be exorcised. We can only wait for the spells to disappear on their own. I can only maintain my original body for a few days now. .”

Xia Qi was stunned, and hung himself on the black dragon: "The unfinished spells will mess up the state of the body, going back to the past... But I asked the people around me, and I didn't see any changes from me."

As soon as the words fell, he saw the dragon's tail wrapping around his waist as if lightly, and the cold scales touched his skin lightly, bringing a comfortable shiver.

He was distracted for a while, and heard the black dragon say: "Aqi has become a little thinner and shorter, and his bone age has returned to 25 years old."

That is back to five years ago, but in his opinion, there is almost no change between the age of 25 and the present, and only the Taoist couple who are close to him can detect this subtle difference.

He touched his forehead: "So... I haven't been able to escape, this kind of magic has no harm to cultivation base and memory, but what will the magic turn us into..."

The black dragon explained in a deep voice: "I will return to my human form from my original body, and Ah Qi may gradually return to his youth."

Xia Qi opened his eyes wide, and looked at the black dragon for a moment, helpless and funny.Fortunately, the time of change will not last too long, and it will take about half a month to fully recover, so I don't worry about it anymore.

Since Shen Xinghai's battle, it was the first time that he was so close to Qing Yan's original body.For a demon cultivator, the original body is as comfortable as a human being. For him, his own Taoist companions are good in any appearance, but the original body is rarely seen on weekdays. Now, he sees a gorgeous and powerful black dragon occupying a spacious big bed, with shining dragon scales, majestic and majestic. Handsome, with a divinity that cannot be ignored, it is even more novelty and love.

The room was full of gentle sea breeze, and he hadn't seen his Taoist companion for three days, so he subconsciously rubbed against the black dragon.The dragon scales were warm and cold to the touch, very comfortable, he couldn't hold back a sigh, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the beast's eyes staring at him quietly, and some familiar feelings emerged from the blue.

It is silent, but the hint is obvious.

Of course Xia Qi knew it well, the tips of his ears were red.

In the past at this time, just a tacit closeness between the two of them was the beginning of something... They haven't seen each other for three days, and the longing in their hearts has already been easily ignited.

The black dragon approached slowly, its head lightly brushed against his cheek, waiting patiently for his response.

He blushed and supported the dragon's head, feeling that it was strange to be so close, and the aura surrounding him was very familiar. He lowered his head and placed a shallow and warm kiss on the black dragon's nose, and rubbed his lips obsessively for a few breaths.

The slightly chaotic breath of the black dragon passed slowly through his open skirt, side neck and Adam's apple, a thin layer of red shame appeared where it went, and then returned to his lips... The dragon tongue is rough and hot, very soft.

Xia Qi hugged the obsidian-like icy dragon body, looked into deep blue eyes, tried to open his lips slightly, and stuck out a small part of his tongue.In the next breath, it was wrapped in rough and hot softness.

At that moment, his breath was suffocated, and then tremblingly and slowly elongated, the sea of ​​consciousness was blank and vast, but he was willing to be pulled into the abyss of tenderness.

When he woke up again, the sky was already white.

Xia Qi lay surrounded by the dragon's body, and the morning sun cast a translucent light on the dragon's scales, and he was thoughtfully covered with a soft quilt.

He couldn't help but think back to a few hours ago, only feeling shy and novel...but he wasn't uncomfortable at all.

He still remembered that he had read similar scripts before, and the descriptions of it always included the use of violence to seek excitement, but now he experienced it by accident, but because the other party was Qing Yan... He was taken care of with the utmost care, only I feel that everything is gentle and beautiful, and I am very happy.

Satisfied all over his body, Xia Qi subconsciously rubbed the quilt, turned over, and saw the black dragon looking down at him.

His cheeks flushed, and he touched his nose, and then a smile appeared in his blue animal eyes.

Thinking of the indulgence before he fell asleep, he was inexplicably ashamed, grabbed the dragon's head and nibbled a few mouthfuls, and issued a warning viciously, but because of his hoarse voice and lack of momentum, he felt a little wronged: "...don't laugh!"

The smile in the eyes of the black dragon beast deepened, and he even laughed lowly: "Ah Qi isn't hiding anymore?"

The person who had been hiding for three consecutive days was dumbfounded. After all, he had only been "taken care of" by the other party not long ago. He couldn't help but blushed, and finally became angry from embarrassment, and threw himself on the black dragon to bite him.

The black dragon seemed to be afraid that he would bump into him, so he caught him firmly with the dragon tail. He couldn't help but think of the flexibility and viciousness of this tail. It makes trouble again.

There was a quiet smile in the eyes of the black dragon, watching the noisy person, and leaning over again, giving his Taoist couple this anticlimactic kiss to end well.

After a while, Xia Qi finally became quiet and obedient.

He slumped powerlessly on the dragon, and said Yan Yan: "...On New Year's Eve, is there any arrangement for Lingying Mountain and Cang Li?"

Heilong understood what he meant: "Yes, but I will go wherever Ah Qi goes."

Xia Qi rolled his eyes and smiled: "Then Bo Lan will follow me back to Master's house? I heard from Sister Ying that many people will come this year."

He remembered another important matter, frowned and worried, "But at that time, the spells hadn't completely disappeared, and I don't know what the two of us look like..."

The black dragon replied: "At that time, I can regain my human form, but still have the characteristics of the original body, and A Qi will return to 15 years old."

15 years old?

That was when I lived in seclusion in the small town with Su Ling.

Thinking of his emaciated appearance at the age of 15, Xia Qi's face froze - not only to appear in front of everyone... but also to be seen by Qing Yan!

He glanced and found that the blue beast's eyes were filled with anticipation, and he leaned back in despair, howling.