My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi's footprints stretched all the way to the dark blue figure in the white snow, a cloud of white mist silently exhaled from his lips, and his fingers slowly curled up.

"Bai Lan..."

The standing figure finally moved, but instead of turning around, it just turned its head slightly and lowered its gaze.The slightly closed black eyelashes are adorned with a little cold frost and snow, and the expression in the eyes cannot be seen clearly.

The whole person seemed to have been soaked in cold snow, with a silent and repulsive coldness.

Waiting for him to speak.

Xia Qi paused at a loss, and stopped three steps away from Mo Lan's back.

He rubbed his nose, his voice lowered a little because of guilty conscience: "What kind of curse is it? It's not very common, and its effect is also strange... It was because of my bastard behavior in the past, and it wasn't a change of heart. But it has long been solved, and now I It has also returned to normal, and it will not pose a threat to our Taoist relationship."

He chose his words carefully, deliberately avoiding all sharp words, not wanting to irritate Qing Yan any more.

Qing Yan's back was unmoved, and a deep voice came: "The master of the side door is not low in speech skills, and the apprentice is as good as the blue."

"..." Xia Qi closed his mouth and wanted to continue to talk about him, thinking that this was wronging the cold-faced and cruel Bian Qiuguang. This mouth of his is probably a teacher of Su Ling, but now is not the time to talk, he Clearing his throat in embarrassment, he could only continue with a frank and sincere attitude, "But it was true that I was not good before, and I said that I would correct myself. Hmm...so, let this matter go..."

Qing Yan listened indifferently to the person behind him, avoiding the most important and taking the light of the day, until the other party couldn't make it up... He still didn't hear the answer he wanted.

He wasn't fooled by Xia Qi's vague words, he just shook his head slightly in disappointment, and made up his mind to analyze it in detail, lightly fluttering his sleeves, his voice cold and solemn.

"I'll ask."

Xia Qi, who was still trying to find an explanation, fell silent for a moment, and his heart sank.

Qingyan did not reveal the coercion of a leapfrog monk, but it made him aware of the mighty majesty of Cang Li's head at this moment.

He suddenly understood why Qing Yan, as the head of the sect, never gave strict orders, but Cang Li's disciples respected Qing Yan very much when they mentioned Qing Yan, and did not dare to act rashly.

He stood at a loss, even wanted to lower his head - not because he was frightened, but because he understood dully that Qing Yan was really angry.

Qingyan's voice was cold, and he was more unconvincing than the wind and snow around him: "The day before you and I joined together, you were used by evil cultivators in a small town to invigorate your soul. In addition to death, you have gradually lost all emotions and desires in the past five years—— This is what you said, the reason for failing me?"

Xia Qi also admitted it just now, so he silently acquiesced.

Qing Yan was silent for a moment, then asked again: "That day, the master of the side gate rescued you and forcibly regenerated your vitality and spiritual roots, but the spiritual energy accumulated in the meridians persisted for a long time, plus..." The extremely cold words At the end, it was tainted with a trembling that was difficult to maintain calm, "The evil cultivator cast the abyss in the soul-stimulating forbidden spell, the poison penetrated into the meridians, and tore with the consumed spiritual energy... so that the meridians have been suffering from burning ice cones ,Right?"

No matter how biased the poison of Yin Yuan is, Qing Yan also knows that even if it doesn't kill people on the spot, it will make the poisoned person go to death in the day and night torture in the future, and the body and soul can't be removed.

Therefore, the two were thousands of miles apart, during the five years when Xia Qi was alone in Xiaoshan, and during the trip to Lingzhou, when Xia Qi was by his side... they all quietly endured Yinyuan's raging in the meridians.

He once saw Xia Qi frowning slightly in his sleep, gasping in secret from time to time, pale after fighting...

They are all symptoms of Yin Yuan attack.

And that reunion in the village of Lingzhou, Xia Qi had just killed Xie Xiu, broke the soul-stimulating curse, and immediately came to him in Yelu.

At that time, Xia Qi was covered with scars and trembling of the end of the road, but he completely forgot about the other party, avoiding him many times in alienation and resistance.

He even proposed to cut off the agreement... No wonder Xia Qi's face lost all color at that moment, and the light in his eyes also went out.

Qing Yan took a breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Xia Qi looked at Qing Yan's back that refused to face him all the time, his back broke out in cold sweat in the freezing cold, and his palms curled up.

Although he couldn't see Qing Yan's expression, he could hear the sadness in his voice, and his heart constricted, feeling very uncomfortable.

He didn't want to see the other party standing alone in the wind and snow, so he walked up, grabbed Qing Yan's sleeve and shook it, and said softly: "Cultivators will inevitably suffer a little injury, and my meridian is similar to it. It's nothing important... You see, the soul-stimulating curse has been unraveled somehow, maybe Yinyuan will also find a chance..."

After a while, Qingyan's voice came, low and hoarse: "I took you to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors because of Yinyuan?"

Xia Qi lowered his eyebrows and looked down: "Well, you went first and paid the reward in advance, and wanted to take me there, but you couldn't do it. Firstly, I knew that there would be no other way, secondly..."

The voice lowered until it melted into the snow mist.

Secondly, he learned that Qing Yan's reward was to mortgage his own cultivation, and the distance between them had already grown farther and farther, so there was no need for him to drag Qing Yan down, so naturally he didn't appreciate it.

For a while, only the whirlwind of wind and snow was heard.

Xia Qi looked at Qing Yan who had been unmoved for a long time, his fingertips trembled, and he let go of his hand helplessly, letting Fengxue pass through his fingers.

In the next breath, Qing Yan turned around, before he had time to see the other party's expression clearly, he was hugged into a warm embrace in a wave of unsteady breathing.

This embrace is strong and nostalgic, enveloping him impenetrably, and blocking all the wind and snow.

Just like the worries and joys that were lost and found five years ago.

Xia Qi suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The voice that fell into his ears was low, but with a slight sign of losing his composure.

"Xia Qi, why didn't you tell me, aren't you very smart? At first you wanted to stay by my side, just confess this matter, I won't leave you alone..."

Xia Qi's heart trembled, and his eyes slowly turned red inexplicably.

Qing Yan couldn't scold him, he couldn't treat him, and his heart was too soft.

Not even a few sarcastic remarks.

Xia Qi didn't want to hide any more, took a light breath, and hugged Qingyan comfortingly: "Bai Lan, this is indeed a good way, I know that no matter what, you will fulfill your duties as a Taoist companion. But if you don't want to be sincere To me, this matter will make you embarrassed, but to treat me sincerely will make you sad... It's not what I want. "

Xia Qi noticed that the body that was close to him trembled slightly, and the hands that held him slowly tightened, as if he was afraid of something...

He couldn't help gently stroking Qing Yan's back, and said softly: "Besides, you also took me back to Xinghui Peak, healed me, and treated me well, which is beyond my expectations."

After a few breaths, the breath of Qingyan also calmed down.

"Why didn't you go back to Cangcheng with me? Even if Cangcheng didn't have a detoxification method, I can help you adjust your breath, warm and soothe your meridians...you don't have to live so hard."

Hearing that Qing Yan still asked this question, Xia Qi opened his eyes.

Five years ago, he did not choose to go back to Cangcheng with Qing Yan, and there was always a gap between the two that could not be ignored, and it slowly brewed and accumulated in the mutual concern between the two of them thousands of miles away, until Qing Yan learned that he was with him. Yin Yuan survived from the dead, suffering in every possible way...

All the resentment and injustice can no longer be hidden after all.

Xia Qi didn't answer for a long time, Qing Yan thought that he was trying to avoid him, so he couldn't help frowning, raised his chin forcefully with his fingers, and met his gaze.

Those eyes that used to be as calm as the deep sea contained a seriousness that was a little colder than the thick frost, and the tall and oppressive figure enveloped him.

"Even if you are not willing to stand behind others and be protected, you can still do something in Cangcheng. Or was Xiaoshan and Bian Qiuguang's life-saving grace your first choice at that time?"

Even surpassed him.

Xia Qi's heart is covered with hard and heavy ice, he understands that Qing Yan's knowledge of the sea is the reason for the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain - this is the fork in the road where the two drifted apart five years ago.

It is also a needle that grows in the hearts of the two of them. If they don't want to talk about it, they will live in peace, and if they move it, it will hurt.

Now that it was finally time to face it, Xia Qi couldn't help smiling under Qing Yan's gaze, revealing rare bitterness and helplessness.

Qing Yan's hands trembled, the persecution in his eyes eased slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I shouldn't ask you now, and I know what Xiaoshan means to you, but if you are willing..."

Xia Qi knew that what he was about to say was not suitable for Qing Yan's arms, so he quietly withdrew from Qing Yan's arms.

The surroundings lost their warmth and were wrapped in the cold wind, making them seem even colder than before.

He saw the light in Qing Yan's eyes slowly dimming.

"Bai Lan, why don't I want to be with you...if there is even a chance," Xia Qi lowered his eyes, his voice was soft and calm, "As for the matter of the curse, even if you don't lose your memory, you don't know the whole story."

He noticed that Qing Yan's breathing lightened, and sighed inwardly, "Actually, I was already dying in this small town. In order to keep my life alive, Master used heresy techniques to survive. But in the end It's evil."

Qing Yan's heart sank suddenly, as if he understood something.

Xia Qi plucked up the courage to look up at him, the light in his eyes was faint and clear, and he whispered the cruelest words: "Cang Li's defensive array is against demons, against evil spirits, and against all chaotic things in the world—I just A monster that can't even get through the Cangcheng formation, go back with you and be the Taoist companion of Cangcheng's head disciple, what should I do?"

Qing Yan's pupils shrank, and coldness spread from the soles of his feet.

Xia Qi spoke in a tactful manner, without revealing the sharpest and cruelest reasons, but he understood.

It's not what Xia Qi should do, but what to do as the head disciple of Cangcheng, the acting head of Yunzhang's first sect of cultivating immortals.

Even if he changed the magic circle to allow Xia Qi to enter, what should he do in the future? Cang Li might have a way to renew the opponent's life, but in the end it was just to renew his life.

What would Xia Qi be taken for?

Even if he can protect Xia Qi forever, he won't allow others to say a word... Will Xia Qi be protected in Xinghui Peak for the rest of his life, or will he be imprisoned in his own territory forever with such an embarrassing posture.

Qing Yan suddenly realized that Xia Qi never mentioned the past too much, because at that time the two were not only separated by demons, but also had too many and far obstacles.

Xia Qi didn't hear Qing Yan's answer for a long time, and his heart seemed to be filled with frost and ice.

He originally thought that these things could be delayed for a while...Maybe he could find a way to untie the abyss, and then he would be able to erase this experience quietly.

But if not, this is still an obstacle that the two must face together and cannot escape.

Xia Qi exhaled slowly. Although this incident was cruel, it happened five years ago.After the dust settled in this life, he also broke the forbidden spell, and the two of them had nothing bad other than that...

He wanted to relax, and took the initiative to hold Qing Yan's hand again, only to find that the warm palm had turned cold, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable: "Bai Lan, I have nothing to hide about the matter between the two of us... Look, I'm really selfish in hiding it from you, and I've made you worry and sad..." He lowered his eyes, and said with great difficulty, "I don't know if I can find a way to lure the abyss, but you still want to have a Taoist companion who is dying soon. Well, if you have other ideas, I can also accept..."

He said he could accept it, but when he thought of this possibility, he felt terribly sad, and stopped speaking when he noticed a tremor in his voice.

As soon as the words fell, before Qing Yan could react, a message from Ying Jie suddenly sounded in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, and focused his attention to discern that it was actually a rare crisis gathering that Xiaoshan rarely sees a few times a year.

His heart shivered, and he immediately restrained his emotions.

"Bai Lan, I'm sorry, I'll go take a look."

With a sudden withdrawal of consciousness, Xia Qi's figure disappeared into the boundless world.

Qing Yan was taken aback for a moment, the panicked hand froze in the wind and snow, his fingertips trembled, and then he slowly retracted his grip.