My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

It has been two days since the conversation with Xia Qi, Qing Yan's mood has calmed down, and he can recall the past with a calm mind.

When the two met, Xia Qi was afraid of the slightly fierce-looking spirit beast, was chased until covered in cold sweat, and fled all over the mountains and plains.

After the two are together, Xia Qi will no longer be frightened in the years to come, and being in danger is the vow he silently made in his heart.

But Xia Qi was killed and disappeared in a small town, and he chose Xiaoshan again, which made him unwilling to give up. He only felt that he had not protected Xia Qi well, and the other party made this choice.

It was difficult for him to accept that his Taoist companion would choose another habitat, and he also did not understand that Xia Qi would spend the rest of his life to repay Bian Qiuguang for his kindness.

But what I still can't care about is that Xia Qi will live a life of desperadoes full of killing and involuntary life and death.

His Taoist companion is obviously afraid of even spirit beasts.

During the five years of separation, whenever he thought of Xia Qi's precarious life, he would feel chills all over his body.

But from Lingzhou to the present, Xia Qi is no longer the weak mortal who only cares about the shadows in the past. He is intelligent and hardworking, with a sword that is amazing, has the ability to protect others, and has his own opportunities——

He no longer needs to take care of him everywhere.

Xia Qi's changes are worthy of any senior's comfort, but when it comes to his selfishness towards the one he loves, he only feels fear and heartache-Xia Qi's journey is more difficult than he imagined, walking through mountains of swords and seas of fire. , always in danger of falling off a cliff, and didn't say a word to him.

If it wasn't for others to expose it unintentionally, how long would the other party have to endure alone?

Qing Yan looked down at Hongying Mirror for a moment before recovering.

He hesitated for a few moments, but finally obeyed his heart, plunged his spiritual consciousness into the mustard seed of the sword tassel, passed through the vast sea of ​​consciousness, spread out from the yellow and black sword tassel thousands of miles away, and mixed into the frosty and snowy breath of the Xiaoshan city wall in the middle of the night .

In the middle of the night, the city wall was sinking in a rare silence, the night was fine, the stars were few and the moon was bright.A layer of peaceful silver is sprinkled between the sky and the earth, and even the wind is silent.

Xia Qi, wearing a black hood, was sitting on the window sill of a room on the city wall. Open flames were strictly prohibited in the room, only the miniature defensive formations on the city wall shone with bluish light, slowly circulating.

Xia Qi held the sword loosely in his arms, his eyes were out of focus, staring at Xiaozhen in a daze.

Qing Yan realized for no reason that during the many days and nights they were apart, Xia Qi had many such moments.

When he didn't lose his memory, he had Xia Qi thinking about it. After he lost his memory, Xia Qi chased him and accompanied him.

During the years when Xia Qi lost her emotions and desires, she has been alone and extremely lonely.

In the past two days, Bian Qiuguang, who went to negotiate, did not return, and the Cangcheng disciples at the foot of the mountain were also unaware of their movements. Fortunately, disciple Chang Yao helped guard the village built around the foot of the mountain, allowing the demon hunter disciples stationed there to rush back to Xiaoshan.

There are a lot more people on duty everywhere, and everyone is relieved.

Now the monsters can only come from places not covered by the defensive formation, and then blocked by the natural barrier of Xiaoshan landform, the frequency and speed of attacks have been slowed down.

But the demon hunter used to be one against a hundred in life, and it is very difficult to deal with after transforming into a demon. He is also familiar with Xiaoshan's defense layout, and a seven envoy is required to be present on the daily duty of the city wall.

Tonight it was Xia Qi's turn.

Fortunately, it was already late at night, and a group of demonic beasts only attacked in the evening.

No more bells and whistles.

Xia Qi sat on the edge of the window until his legs felt a little numb, so he changed his position again.

Recently, I ran through all the business matters in my mind again, and I couldn't think of any tricks anymore, so inevitably and uncontrollably, I still remembered the matter with Qingyan.

Five years ago, he was dying and was brought back to Xiaoshan by Bian Qiuguang. In fact, he didn't wait three months before looking for Qingyan.

The two separated, Qingyan was anxious, how could he wait.

After waking up, his whole body was in pain as if it had been taken apart and sewn together again, and none of the internal organs and meridians were in the right place.

Seeing the cold and thick snow and the stern killing atmosphere around him, he decided to leave Xiaoshan regardless of any dissuasion, only knowing how worried Qingyan was about him.

At that time, Bian Qiuguang asked him coldly where he was going.

He said he was going home.

Xia Qi suddenly woke up under the other's indifferent gaze. That's right, his hometown town has been burned down by monsters, and his only family and aunt were reduced to ashes...

But Cang Li just took him in, he wasn't even qualified to be a disciple.

But...he still has Qingyan, and Qingyan is his way home.

Bian Qiuguang didn't stop him, but just watched him struggling with his hands behind his back: "Go ahead. Go down the mountain and find a pool of water to see how eager you are to express your grievances and seek shelter from others. The world is chaotic, who can you save? , How long can you support others? People who hide behind others, what can they do to protect others?"

At that time, Xia Qi only thought that this person was more indifferent than Shuangxue, and he was full of alarmist talk, so he didn't want to talk to him at all.

He was full of dangers in the numerous magic circles and dangerous terrain in Xiaoshan, bumping around, pulling out the classics he had read in his life from his mind, and trying to break the blocking magic circle with a narrow escape.

A month later, he came to the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain after repeated defeats and battles.

Later, when he became a demon hunter, he realized that if Bian Qiuguang hadn't released water on purpose, a magic circle on the way would have killed him.

At that time, he insisted on leaving. At that time, Tianhai Banquet had an abnormal outbreak of demons, and the tide of demons attacked everywhere, causing countless deaths and injuries.

He ran through the scorched earth and refugees in the village of Zhuzhou, and rescued a dying little girl in the entire destroyed village.

He held the little girl in his arms and went on the journey together, promising to buy her a flowery dress when he arrived in Longzhou and find a good family to take her in.

However, in response to what Bian Qiuguang said, there are many monsters along the way, even if the monk cannot protect himself, it is even more difficult for him to survive.

The faint breath in his arms and the light in his big eyes finally gradually went out in his almost pleading eyes.

Sad and angry, he violently picked up his sword and killed all the monsters. The aura that began to digest in his meridians pushed him, forcing him from a mortal to the world of monks, and stepped into the threshold of qi refining.

He buried the little girl at the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain in the snowstorm, and after a while, he realized that his soul had begun to attack, and his grief and anger were slowly swallowed by the forbidden spell on the altar.

Looking at the small tomb again, there is nothing left in my heart but a feeling of emptiness and confusion.

At that moment, he also realized that the soul-stimulating curse was irreversible, and he and Qing Yan had already traveled far and wide, and they were destined to let each other down and die without a cause.

He sat in the ice and snow for a day and a night, and his longing for the person he liked cooled down a little, so he had the courage to return to Xiaoshan.

The effect of invigorating the soul is onset slowly. In the following years, he realized that his perception of all things was constantly blunted, and his emotions and desires were constantly being drained. Perhaps in the near future, he would not even be able to keep the most precious thoughts in his heart.

And even if there is still a little bit of affection for Qingyan left, missing it will be like a fire that has been lifted from the wind, and the remaining longing will be ignited in an instant.

He couldn't help but went to several Qing banquet appointments.

But he is also domineering, within half a year, he has lost his heart in Qing Yan's embrace and kiss, and Qing Yan can also see the indifference in his eyes.

He lost his emotions, but his reason was clear. The two of them had come to this point. He had already failed Qing Yan and consumed the good memories of the two of them.

He no longer saw Qing Yan, Qing Yan came to find him several times, but also stopped under his indifferent back.

In the past five years, brocade books have been difficult to entrust, and the gully has become deeper and further away.

It wasn't until death came and Qing Yan gave his life to protect each other that he knew that the other party had never given up on him from the beginning to the end.

In this life, he killed the evil cultivator and broke the soul-stimulating curse, and the longing and love that had been swallowed and suppressed surged back.

The footsteps of the disciples patrolling the city wall sounded not far away, and Xia Qi came to his senses.

He rubbed his forehead, and hastily restrained his strong and turbulent mind, otherwise he would not be able to suppress it again.

But he suddenly sensed something belatedly, and immediately looked at Jiansui, breathing lightly.

"...Bai Lan?"

There was a moment of silence in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a familiar low voice came.

"Aqi."

Xia Qi's calmness that he had managed to hold up suddenly broke, he was a little overjoyed with joy, he rubbed the back of his head, his thoughts were so dull that he couldn't make up a complete sentence.

That voice spoke nonchalantly again, detailing the discovery of the large formation at the border center of Longzhou.

The voice in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is as indifferent as before: "Recently, the evils in the villages at the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain have eased, and there is spare manpower. I was sent by Sect Leader Wen to join the Sect Master."

Xia Qi's joy cooled down, and he slowly frowned.

The Demon Refining Formation and the Teleportation Formation that appeared recently were both related to the Shifang Pavilion. It was confirmed that the other party had other purposes, and the target was clearly directed at Xiaoshan. He couldn't help but feel a sinking heart.

"Master hasn't come back yet, and there hasn't been any abnormal news. If we join Cang Li and Chang Yao, we should be able to take care of each other..."

What exactly does Shifang Pavilion want to do? Waiting for the magic circle buried somewhere?

He thought for a moment—

too passive.

Leaping down the window, he sent this message to the other seven envoys on duty, requesting martial law defense, and immediately reported the defense situation and manpower allocation everywhere.

A crisis will break out at any time, and additional manpower must be deployed to support Bian Qiuguang or deal with unexpected accidents.

He also sent a text message to the sect master Shadow Ring—support at any time.

Xia Qi leaned on the stone wall of the city wall, looking at the sea mist under the vast hectares of clear night, the gray sea mist was slowly gathering and dispersing, and there was no abnormal movement.

The Shadow Ring kept sending news about the situation in Xiaoshan, and the messages fluctuated up and down in the sea of ​​consciousness until they all stopped.

He was always restless, and suddenly realized that Qing Yan's consciousness had not withdrawn from Jiezi, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Usually, he didn't notice that Qingyan's mind was wandering around, but now he hasn't spoken for two days, it seems that Qingyan's gaze has been resting on him, and he can't help asking softly: "Is Bolan resting?"

"Well," there was a quick response from Consciousness Sea, and after a while of silence, Qing Yan spoke up, with a low voice, "Ah Qi, what does it feel like to lose your emotional perception?"

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, the two had frankly talked about their biggest knot before, although they didn't know Qing Yan's attitude yet, and they had nothing to hide.

He thought for a while, and replied truthfully: "It's not like being alive."

There is no wave in the heart, love and hate can't be done, everything fades and becomes desolate.

There was a long silence over the Sea of ​​Knowledge, but Xia Qi smiled instead, with a relaxed tone, intended to comfort and relax.

"It's rare that the moonlight is gentle tonight. Let's not talk about unhappy things. Recently when I stay with you, I also think of many happy things in the past."

After a feast, I no longer indulge in emotions: "Let's listen."

The moonlight in Xia Qi's eyes was clear, and the corners of his lips curled up happily: "After being with you, I thought you were Cang Li's cook, and I vowed to practice martial arts well and protect you in the future. You heard my thoughts, Showing an incomprehensible look, I thought maybe you thought I underestimated you and was busy explaining..."

When Zhihai heard this, he also recalled the scene at the time, and his tone was a little more relaxed: "I didn't deliberately hide my identity at that time. Seeing that you were busy working for me, I didn't want to spoil your interest."

It was funny when Xia Qi heard the words, he was busy working too hard, giving away spirit stones, showing what he had learned in front of Qingyan, vowing to protect him for the rest of his life.

Every time Qing Yan watched it earnestly with a smile on his face, he would kiss him and cook him some delicious food to show his encouragement.

Now that I think about it, Qing Yan might have used his class as a daily pastime.

Although there were few happy things after the two were separated for thousands of miles, it was the happiest time in his life from heartbeat to bond.

"Oh, and." Xia Qi took out his left boot and shook it, "You even gave me a red rope, saying that it can protect me."

On the other side of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Qingyan remembered that it was the one in Changyao's resident, and after he touched it, he inexplicably connected to Xia Qi's dreamland.

He lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly loose, and the relevant memories were floating to the sea of ​​consciousness following Xia Qi's words: "Well, you decided to go back to Xiaoshan... I will come to you in five days, and I hope you will form a bond with me."

At that time, he knew that the two of them could no longer join together, but he was unwilling and still wanted to become a Taoist couple with Xia Qi...

Thinking of this, Qingyan paused suddenly, remembering something that he never told Xia Qi——

This red rope was woven with Hailong silver thread and red velvet flower core donated by Yiheng. As a medium of concentric agreement, he buried a rune in the red rope that bears half the damage for the other party.

It turned out that at that time, he was not helpless and let Xia Qi be in danger.

Since his Taoist companion chooses a dangerous path, what he can do is to accompany the other party to bear the danger.

Qing Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and the pent-up anger in the past two days slowly dissipated.