My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

At night, as the wind and snow intensified, Xia Qi wrapped the sleepy Sui Sui in a black cloak, and the warm body temperature of the fur and the chest that seemed to be leaking air warmed each other.

He forcibly separated Qingyan's spiritual consciousness, and didn't dare to go to the other party immediately. It happened that Bian Qiuguang seemed to have something to say, so he continued to stick under the eaves of the side hall.

Bian Qiuguang didn't realize how much the incident would affect Taoist couples, so he glanced at Xia Qi's Gap Sword: "Now that the curse of soul-stimulation has been broken, you can go to practice the third level of the Happy Journey, and you can go infinite."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that he couldn't integrate You Wuxian before because he lacked the perception of the seven emotions and six desires in the previous life, and he couldn't understand things in harmony, so naturally he couldn't comprehend the "Tao Xin" mentioned by Qing Yan.

No wonder Bian Qiuguang never taught the third level of sword tactics seriously, because he knew that he was bound by the soul-reducing curse, and no matter how much he taught him, he would not be able to master more.

Xia Qi is very different now, not only did he find out many ways with You Wuxian just now, he also created many different moves under Qing Yan's feed.At this moment, in front of the master, I suddenly felt like showing off.

With an idea, he suddenly dodged towards Bian Qiuguang who was drinking, and reached for the jug.

Bian Qiuguang froze for a moment, turned his wrist, and his figure was as fast as the wind.

In an instant, the two passed several moves in a square inch.

Xia Qi's steps contained the magic circle that Qing Yan had changed for him, and his figure showed You Wu infinite's smoothness and willfulness, showing that his intentions were too obvious.

He found a coincidence under Bian Qiuguang's bewilderment, and took advantage of Bian Qiuguang's surprise, he immediately walked away from the flagon.

After all, it didn't take long to comprehend the moves, but facing Bian Qiuguang, who has already perfected the same set of sword arts, his shortcomings will be exposed if he fights again.

He restrained himself immediately after he finished his twitching, without any desire to fight.Sitting on the steps, he lifted the lid of the wine pot with his thumb to enjoy the spoils.

Just raised his head, a sharp wind blew by his side, and the flagon immediately changed hands.

He only smelled a special smell, like wine mixed with herbs.

Xia Qi gave a "tsk" sound: "This is a treasure that has been cherished for so many years. Next time, Sister Ying will bring it for us to drink."

Bian Qiuguang didn't answer, but just stared at him quietly with deep eyes, apparently understanding the results of his recent hard training.

In such an atmosphere, just when Xia Qi thought that the other party had to say something nice, he heard Bian Qiuguang ask unexpectedly: "Do you want to be the sect master?"

Xia Qi thought that his master was hurting him, and was about to speak, but fell silent for a moment when he met Qiu Guang's gaze.

There was no teasing in the other party's eyes, only seriousness and a deep meaning that he couldn't understand.

His words stopped instantly, and he was a little shocked: "...I just want to drink your wine, don't scare me like that."

The position of the demon hunter is inherited by the apprentice, but he can keep the position of the seven demon hunters despite constant challenges, but it is impossible for him to be the master of the sect.

What's more, he has never had such a big ambition, he just wants to find a position as a Seventh Envoy and wait until the evil trouble subsides...

For the long years to come, he plans to leave it to Qing Yan.

Bian Qiuguang was noncommittal, sneered, a little coldly: "A few years ago, didn't you really want to kill me?"

Xia Qi lowered his eyes silently for a few breaths, and then appeared helpless.

This is nothing old... Five years ago, he was just brought back to Xiaoshan by Bian Qiuguang.He narrowly escaped death, his whole body seemed to be spliced ​​again, no part was limp, not to mention the severe pain in his meridians day and night, which almost tortured him beyond recognition.

However, he was still forced to practice sword by Bian Qiuguang, regardless of the cold and heat, and every night when he went back, he was covered in bruises... It was a difficult time, and the motivation for him to survive was to kill Bian Qiuguang as soon as possible.

But after that period of time, he had narrowly escaped death many times by relying on his sharpened intuition, and the aura that tore through the meridians gradually turned into cultivation, only then did he understand Qiu Guang's harsh intentions for him.

In his previous life, he had indifferent feelings. He only knew that Bian Qiuguang was kind to him, and he had no other feelings other than that.

Bian Qiuguang didn't look like a kind teacher to him either—the relationship between the two was very awkward after all, and all the tension was pulled by Gu Ying.

For five years, the two had a tacit agreement not to mention these things, but today this person didn't know what was wrong, and he asked such an embarrassing question directly.

This is to see that his forbidden spell has been lifted, and his feelings have returned, so he wants to settle accounts after Qiuhou?

Xia Qi said in a bad mood: "Don't give me the title of Luan'an deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, you are the leader of the killer, and you have been sitting for a long time, fantasizing that someone cares about your life all day long?"

Bian Qiuguang's eyebrows sank, seeing his refusal, a little unhappy, sneered and insisted on finding fault: "Really, then did you call me master?"

Xia Qi choked, and scratched his face guiltily.

As if the twisting in the previous life hadn't disappeared with the forbidden spell, he didn't hide his embarrassment with his eyes, and when he got nervous, he babbled nonsense: "It's better to stay with Sister Ying if you have the energy to think wildly, when will you two have a baby?" Bastard, after so many years, isn’t the master of the side door... hey, what are you doing! "

He glanced at his lower back where the footprints had been kicked out in anger and surprise.

Bian Qiuguang pointed impatiently at the distance and let him go: "I won't give you the master ring if I lose it."

Xia Qi didn't bring it up in one breath, not knowing what kind of temper this person was having for no reason, so he couldn't help but sneered: "You should stay away!"

He turned around and left aggressively, he had to go home quickly and think about how to coax his Taoist companion...

It's been a total mess tonight.

After taking a step, I heard the indifferent voice of the person behind me: "I want to go out for a while."

"Where the master of the side door goes is none of my business." He took a few steps forward with indifference, and turned his body honestly. "At this juncture, where else are we going?"

Bian Qiuguang also suppressed his playful look: "Negotiation."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, knowing that Bian Qiuguang was about to face the Shifang Pavilion at the foot of Xiaoshan.

He hurriedly walked back: "Why didn't you wait for Qingyan and Changyao to come? You go alone? What's there to talk about? Do you really believe that Shifang Pavilion is here to help?"

Bian Qiuguang glanced at him: "Chang Yao will arrive tomorrow, and Fu Wan will know about the relevant arrangements. The situation with your Taoist partner is unclear, and there are many variables in between. Disciple Cang Li has noticed the clue today, so I'll go down and have a look." He paused, his eyes were cold and stern, and he lowered his eyes again, keeping his emotions calm, but his voice seemed to be soaked in ice and snow, "Besides, everyone is already at the door, how can I not go to meet, I'm waiting for this moment It's been a long time."

Xia Qi understood that it meant the deep enmity between him and Xu Shen, and frowned disapprovingly: "You are not short of a day or two..."

His worry was not without reason. Bian Qiuguang went to Nanfeng 20 years ago and brought Zhou Lin back, but he was seriously injured, and it seems that he has never recovered.

Although Bian Qiuguang's cultivation is comparable to that of Qing Yan, and he has the confidence to go deep into the dangerous situation, but Shifang Pavilion is treacherous and cunning, and cannot be compared with other dangerous places.

Bian Qiuguang was determined to go, so he didn't answer, just said: "You help me look at Xiaoshan... well, now you can know that there is an exorcism circle in the main hall square of the sect, which can be used once in a crisis. "

Xia Qi's brows became tighter and tighter. Bian Qiuguang's thoughtful words tonight made him very uneasy: "What are your plans? Which school's head will negotiate in person? It's too cheap. I can Go, Seven Envoys can also go..."

"It's not just you who are suffering from the poison of the meridians. Others have new injuries and old injuries recently, but you haven't noticed it." Bian Qiuguang said mockingly, "Besides, Xu Shen wanted to negotiate, of course he specified what to look for. What use is there for me and others."

Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, unable to say anything else.

But there are still disciples of Cangcheng at the foot of the mountain... Maybe there is no need to worry so much.

Bian Qiuguang finished speaking, he was too lazy to say another word, turned around and left without saying hello.

Xia Qi didn't move for no reason, he watched the black figure disappear in the dark night and snow, and reappear under the courtyard lamp, flickering, slowly overlapping with the figure in his memory that would leave every time he hit him.

The swaying years in his arms brought endless warmth, which prevented the temperature in his chest from being dissipated by the wind and snow.

He suddenly realized that he was no longer the awkward and indifferent lone traveler five years ago. In this life, he tried to make up for all the shortcomings with Qingyan, and he didn't need to be stingy with those who pulled him out of hell.

The other party seemed to be hiding some expectation under the habitual coldness and calmness, and it was only slightly revealed tonight...

Xia Qi, taking advantage of the man's clothes still visible, suddenly held his breath and shouted confidently: "Master——"

The back suddenly froze and stopped in place.

"Master, Master——" As soon as Xia Qi uttered his words for the first time, Xia Qi seemed to have unsealed something, and he no longer felt awkward and jerky. He shouted wildly until the snow fell from the branches, and his mouth became more and more unruly. Forget about the brat—”

A few bursts of sword energy slammed straight into his face, with the viciousness of killing people, Xia Qi hurriedly dodged away.

The back seemed to annoy him, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

He laughed.

Rushing back to his home, Xia Qi put Suisui on the soft blanket and gently shook it awake again.

He fed it some chicken that had been stored using magic techniques, and stroked the white and fluffy hair guiltily: "It's been a hard day today..."

The snow spirit weasel squeaked softly after eating the meat, carefully climbed onto his lap, sniffed the black hair leaking from the black hood, then bent its short legs and lay down on the bend of the legs to continue sleeping.

Xia Qi smiled and stroked his furry tail, thinking about the urgent matter...

His eyes fell on Jiansui, and after a while, he finally withdrew the aura that wrapped the mustard seeds.

He held his breath like a frightened bird, and stared for a moment, but found that there was no movement.

My heart suddenly felt cold...it seemed to be more serious than I imagined.

He didn't dare to face Qing Yan, but he also knew that Qing Yan would not feel well at the moment, which made him worried and anxious.

Xia Qi hesitated for a few breaths, finally gritted his teeth, and plunged all his consciousness into the mustard seed, condensing into a shadow in the sea of ​​consciousness.

If you want to kill or fight, just listen to your respect... It's good that your Taoist partner can calm down.

As soon as his thoughts fell, a few snowflakes floated past his eyes first, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

Looking around, he was in a snow-covered forest, the sky was cold and gray, the fierce snow wind whizzed by, and everything was desolate.

He carefully identified the surrounding scenery, and it became more and more familiar... After a few breaths, he suddenly realized——

It is the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain.

This is the image of Qingyan's sea of ​​consciousness, representing the scene that Qingyan is thinking at this time.

However, how could it be here?

The figure of Qing Yan is easy to find, a dark blue back is incompatible with the vast wind and snow between the sky and the earth, proud as a knife, lonely and alienated.

I don't know how long I waited there, but the shoulders and hair were covered with pure white snow, but he remained motionless.

Xia Qi hurriedly walked towards him, approached him and was about to call for someone, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The scene in front of him suddenly made him realize... Which memory of Qingyan is this——

Five years ago, he died in a small town, and Bian Qiuguang rescued him back.

Three months later, he reunited with Qing Yan at the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain.

Qing Yan anxiously searched for him for three months, came quickly from the wind and snow, his clothes fluttering, only hugged him tightly, the strength was so great that it hurt him... Embracing his own hands and falling on the ground The breath in the ear is trembling.

When he reunited after a long absence, he told Qingyan that he had become a demon hunter and would never return to Cangcheng.

Qing Yan was taken aback for a moment, and the intense loss and return in his eyes gradually cooled down.

The two looked at each other silently, only hearing the wind and snow.

This was the initial opportunity for the two to go further and further apart.

Xia Qi looked at Qing Yan's dark blue back at this moment, and his heart skipped a beat.

Is this the plan... to settle the old and new accounts together?

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_(:з」∠)_Although these chapters are a bit of a flag, but no one will die except the boss. 【Humble