My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi returned to the human world for a short time, and was sent back to the dreamland just now by the crushing pain... To be precise, it was his sea of ​​consciousness.

The real details and familiar touch just now made him suddenly realize that this moment is the wandering mind after coma.

He has a special constitution, unable to enter meditation, and has always been able to digest his cultivation slowly in a drowsy sleep. This is the reason why he improved his cultivation after Chang Yao woke up.

After the consecration, the increasingly powerful and tenacious spiritual consciousness complied with the owner's subconscious wishes, and built a scene of nostalgia in the sea of ​​consciousness connected with Qingyan.

When Xu Shi was extremely uncomfortable, his spiritual consciousness subconsciously curled up into a place of peace of mind.

And Qing Yan was not fabricated by the divine consciousness...it was the other party's real spiritual consciousness approaching.

That's why the one he was frivolous just now... was Qing Yan himself.

Not only is she teasing in every possible way in the other party's arms, touching each other intimately, but also trying to take off the leader's robe...

Xia Qi laughed a few times in his heart, and suddenly felt that lying on the bed next to the pain was not too difficult...

He saw that Qing Yan was still standing beside the spiritual spring of Xinghui Peak, his tall and imposing backs were facing the water, and his dark blue and golden robes were covered with the quiet afterglow, like fireflies.

He inexplicably figured out from this back that something was about to come, so he changed his previous closeness and dawdled on the sidelines, not daring to go forward.

Qing Yan spoke first, his tone was indifferent, as if he had expected it: "You're back?"

Xia Qi wiped his face and put on a relaxed tone: "Ah, Bo Lan, just now that was... um..."

Seeing that he hesitated, Qing Yan answered it for him: "I know, it's a matter of enhancing the relationship between Taoist couples."

Xia Qi touched his nose: "..."

He wasn't afraid that Qing Yan would bring up sexual and daring things and take advantage of others. Compared to this, the things that he tossed his body until he was still lying on the bed... probably were the main topics of Qing Yan's settlement after autumn.

Qing Yan waited until the emotion in his eyes had completely cooled down before turning around slowly.Restraining his steps, he walked towards Xia Qi.

He watched this patrol from the sidelines, and then saw Xia Qi standing alone in the afterglow, his uncontained emotions made his fingertips tremble in vain, and his gaze became more and more careful when looking at each other.

He finally realized that Xia Qi was able to survive the treacherous Xiaoshan defense line, and even became the Seventh Envoy, not because of his extraordinary talent, but because he disregarded his life every time.

Seeing that Xia Qi became stiff and helpless under his gaze, he slowly looked away.

Also stabilized the mood.

Xia Qi was inexplicably afraid to look into Qing Yan's gaze, but felt that avoiding it would not solve anything.

Fortunately, a set of tables and chairs was suddenly born out of thin air, lying between the two of them—it was the seascape that moved according to Qingyan's wishes.

Qing Yan sat down and poured two cups of tea, and then looked at him as if to discuss in detail: "You can answer the previous question."

Xia Qi: "..."

I knew it would come sooner or later!

It was the first time that Qing Yan transformed into a shadow in his sea of ​​consciousness, and it was just a phantom. If the two of them had a body now, it was probably because his cultivation level had greatly increased after his consecration.

Only then can it support the real appearance that is indistinguishable from itself.

Xia Qi hesitated on the spot for a few breaths, feeling very guilty, he expected that the Qingyan in Mustard Seeds at that time would not be able to spread the word, and he could know what was going on around him... not to mention the consecration that caused huge waves in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At that time, he heard Qing Yan's warning but did not respond... He could avoid explaining because he had never heard it, but no matter whether Qing Yan believed it or not, he could not accept deceiving Qing Yan.

He was silent for a moment, walked towards the table and chairs, did not choose to sit opposite the table, but sat next to Qing Yan's side.

He looked at Qing Yan with lowered eyebrows, and softly reviewed: "I'm sorry, Bo Lan... I will be stronger in the future, and I won't make you worry."

Qing Yan's fingers that were slowly tapping the wall of the cup stopped, and he didn't go to see Xia Qi.

He knew that Xia Qi had already answered.

On the patrol road, all the behaviors of the other party that made him worry and panic are what every demon hunter often faces and chooses.

Now that the devil is seriously affected and there are many disasters in Xiaoshan, Xia Qi, as the Seventh Envoy, cannot stay out of it.

Xia Qi shoulders the responsibility of the sect, just as he, as the leader of the sect, is obliged to go alone to the dangerous situation where no one can survive.

Qing Yan finally realized that the confusion in the past few days was not because of Xia Qi's fearlessness in taking risks, he just didn't like Xia Qi not being by his side, and he didn't like not being able to protect him in time.

Seeing that Qing Yan was silent, Xia Qi felt a little worried, he is not good at this kind of thing...

In the past, he was incapable of making any big disturbances, so Qing Yan was naturally gentle and patient with him, but now he first conceals the poison of the meridian, and then seeks his own death under the eyes of the other party...

Inevitably, Qing Yan was anxious and worried.

He has no experience with angry Taoist companions at all, so he could only silently stick to Qingyan, hugged the other's arm, raised his head and coaxed people softly: "Bai Lan has a way to deal with the transmission of inscriptions, and the evil troubles will decrease in the future. The mountain will be much easier, and there will be no such dangerous things..."

Seeing that Qingyan's face was slowing down, he couldn't help but increase his strength, rubbed his chin lightly on Qingyan's shoulder, and continued softly, "When you come to Xiaoshan, I'll show you the little spirit beast in the medical center with your own eyes. , the little gray mink that was injured before can already run and jump, if you like it, you can bring it back to Xinghui Peak, we will raise it together..."

Qing Yan sighed amidst his persistent and soft voice, and finally said: "Why didn't you mention yourself, you are still lying on the bed, and your spiritual consciousness can only wander outside."

Xia Qi choked: "If you want to go back, you can go back..."

It's just too painful... Let's wake up slowly.

Hearing the words, Qing Yan shook his head, with a solemn face: "You forcibly consecrated the light, lost the relaxation of concentration, and did not go crazy, and it is a blessing to hurt the soul. Now the lungs and meridians are damaged in many places, and the consciousness should not be greedy for other places. Go back as soon as possible. Only when the sluggish spiritual energy is functioning can it be recovered as soon as possible."

Xia Qi didn't take his eyes off the banquet, and obediently said: "I see, I'll stay with you for a while before I leave."

The two were speechless for a while.

The setting sun of Xinghuifeng in the Consciousness Sea has never set, and the afterglow lazily hangs over the two of them, as if time is forever stagnant at this moment.

This was Xia Qi's favorite moment five years ago. In the evening, when Qing Yan came back from the main peak, he also finished tossing the melons and fruits with his sword, and the two of them leaned on the edge of the cliff to watch the sunset and chat about the trivial matters of the day.

Now I can only steal a moment of nostalgia from Qingyan, who is thousands of miles away, when I am seriously injured and my mind is wandering.

Xia Qi's thoughts wandered aimlessly, when suddenly Qing Yan pulled his hand over and held it in the warm and dry palm.

His heart skipped a beat. This was the first time Qing Yan took the initiative to hold him since his rebirth, and the other party should have recalled some related memories.

As before, he flipped his wrist lightly, clasped his fingers with Qing Yan, and pressed his palm tightly.

After a while, Qing Yan seemed to realize that Xia Qi could no longer stay.

He didn't move, but his tone was a bit serious: "Aqi, during the three days you were unconscious, I told the side door master about the discovery of the Longzhou border."

Xia Qi was taken aback, and straightened up in disbelief: "I've been in a coma for three days? What did you find..."

"You were injured too badly, and your spiritual consciousness was scattered everywhere. I lured your spiritual consciousness into the mustard seed, and it took me three days to gather it together." Qing Yan pondered for a while, and continued to answer, "The air currents you encountered during patrolling The vortex is the soul-refining circle sent from the teleportation inscription, which cooperates with the monsters to extract the soul of the refined prey."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment. Now that Qingyan has cracked the magic circle, the area of ​​Xiaoshan should be safe.When the magic circle is used everywhere, it can also suppress the appearance of monsters and soul refining magic circles.

but--

"What do you do to extract the soul of the demon cultivator? If you just want to kill people, does it need to be so cumbersome?"

Qing Yan hesitated for a moment, as if he felt that the truth was too cruel, and then spoke cryptically after a few breaths: "...you need to pay more attention recently. If the sacrificed demon cultivator appears outside the city wall, don't rush to meet it."

Xia Qi opened his eyes wide suddenly, his blood was cold.

His face turned pale, and his fingers curled up subconsciously.

How could he not have thought that since spirit beasts can be refined to produce souls, how could demon cultivators not be able to...

He was sad and angry at the same time, and his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly.

The hand being held was tightened, and it was Qing Yan who squeezed reassuringly, Xia Qi returned to his place of fascination, and glanced at Qing Yan hastily.

"Bai Lan...I'm fine." He quickly collected his emotions and remembered the situation of Qing Yan, "How is your side?"

Qing Yan clenched his hand tightly, and lowered his eyes: "I also found the vortex of air flow on the border of Longzhou. There are many wild spirit beasts in Nanfeng—that's why the monster beasts are endless. Fortunately, the teleportation inscription and the soul refining circle come out One source can be solved together. Yesterday was close to the place pointed by the inscription. There were many strange enchantments there. Go here."

Xia Qi knew that Qingyan's deciphering magic circle was a way to deal with it, but he couldn't rely on the magic circle to suppress the teleportation inscription forever, not to mention there are more soul-refining magic circles... Only by cutting off the source can it be completely ended.

He slowly frowned, always felt that Qing Yan's few words contained many difficulties, and was very worried, so he couldn't help murmuring in a daze: "It would be great if I could be with you."

Xia Qi only felt Qing Yan's breath lighten, and thought of something, watching him smile slightly, making his cheeks slightly hot for no reason.

After a few breaths, Qing Yan said in a low voice: "Ah Qi, you should go back. A few days after waking up, your body will be excruciatingly painful..." After a pause, remembering that Xia Qi used to be the most afraid of pain, he almost He sighed inaudibly, "I will put the relief medicine in the mustard seeds, you should have a good rest, you will easily get hidden diseases if you move rashly."

Xia Qi smiled, and was about to say that he was used to it, when he raised his eyes and saw the worry in Qing Yan's eyes, he swallowed the words on his lips again: "Got it, I promise to be paralyzed for seven or eight days," he pretended casually Poor words like begging for sugar, "I don't know if my Taoist companion can comfort my hurt and broken heart... Hey, can I ask for a hug?"

Qing Yan looked at Xia Qiyun's expectant eyes and red ear tips, boldness and shyness blended into a seductive luster in the eyes of the person in front of him.

For no reason, he thought of Xia Qi's torture on him, and the memories from the past appeared together with the heartbeat again, which made him like Xia Qi's touch and close breathing even more.

As a Taoist companion, he would worry about Xia Qi, and miss Xia Qi, until he realized that touching each other could bring comfort... He found that what he wanted was more than that.

Xia Qi waited for a few breaths, and didn't care about Qing Yan's passivity, and was about to ask for this consolation himself, when he unexpectedly saw Qing Yan leaning over and hugging him in his arms.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide.

It's not the encouragement and appeasement of hugging and leaving... The arms holding him slowly tightened, rubbing his whole body tightly into his arms, and his whole body was immersed in warmth and a woody fragrance of peace of mind.

The position close to my heart... I heard a steady, strong, slightly faster heartbeat.

It seemed that the other party urgently needed to learn something from him.

Xia Qi's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eye sockets felt sour, and he slowly buried his face into Qing Yan's shoulder socket.

In fact, he lied just now——

His whole body was covered with scars, only this heart, because of Qing Yan, was intact.

But it didn't end, he suddenly felt his hot ear tip being kissed delicately by Qing Yan, and the warm lips gently brushed his cheek again, without stopping to move——

He knew where he was going, and he grasped the skirt of Qing Yan's clothes with his fingers helplessly, his heart skipped a few beats...

At the same time, the soft voice and warm breath fell on the cheeks.

"Aqi, you didn't ask for it, I also..."

Soft and warm to touch the corners of the lips...

There was a sudden shock in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his consciousness was involuntarily pulled back to the spiritual platform——

Someone forcibly woke him up.

After a period of earth-shaking chaos, he opened his eyes in the heaviness and pain all over his body, and looked at the top of the bed curtain with a dead heart.

The noisy voice in my ears changed from hazy to clear. It was Fu Wan who was busy talking with the doctor in the hospital, and told Nian Nian to stop crying...

Xia Qi, who was disturbed by his good business, was almost so angry that he burst into tears. He opened his mouth, and Fu Wan hurriedly leaned over to listen to his needs.

But I only heard a sentence that was as breathless as a wind——

"You guys send me away again..."

Fu Wan frowned suddenly, the doctor thought something was wrong, so he rushed to check the pulse.

Nian Nian heard the words and fell down on the edge of the bed...

As if his time had come.