My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi had enough to eat and drink, hugged the quilt and thought about the many problems he had to face.

Outside the door is Xiaoshan that needs to be repaired and integrated. Gu Ying and a group of brothers sacrificed, and Bian Qiuguang, who was sealed away, was broken...

Xu Shen's death heralds the destruction of Shifang Pavilion, but it only cuts off the hands and feet of the people behind the scenes.Shen Xinghai's monster hasn't disappeared yet, so what are the people behind the scenes planning...

Now he no longer just obeys orders, Bian Qiuguang and the other seven envoys are responsible for the big things.

The wayward words about throwing back the sect master's ring to Bian Qiuguang can no longer be said casually.

He is now the sect master of Xiaoshan, and all the demon hunters are waiting for him to get out of this room and solve the piled things one by one.

For a while, I felt that I might as well continue to fall asleep.

Xia Qi silently picked up Lianguang from his pillow, and put it across his lap, his eyes fell on the sword in ecstasy, but he seemed to see a farther place.

Qing Yan sat beside him, didn't speak, and quietly accompanied him.

He restrained his thoughts, sighed, and laughed at himself in a low voice: "Master may not have expected that I am really not the material to be a sect master, and I am not worthy of this sword..."

This sword accompanied the old pavilion master in those years when he was the most vigorous, killing all evil spirits, and fearing all demons.

And even though Bian Qiuguang had never used Lianguang, as the first-generation demon hunter sect master who founded the sect in Xiaoshan, he was also the pillar of the entire sect.

And he is not as good as Bian Qiuguang... Now that Lianguang has fallen into his hands, she feels a little bit dusty and wronged.

Qing Yan didn't think so.

Regardless of his preference for Taoist couples, he also agrees with Bian Qiuguang's discerning vision.Xia Qi's experience and understanding at this age are not inferior to that of Bian Qiuguang's. He is diligent and diligent in the way of swordsmanship, and his Taoist heart is clear and firm. Given time, he will surely achieve great success.

Whether it is the position of the sect master or this Lianguang, Xia Qi is well-deserved.

But these reasons are a bit hard, presumably Xia Qi will be hurt in his heart when he hears it, and he will feel uncomfortable.He didn't intend to use them to appease Xia Qi.

Xia Qi lowered his eyes, a little confused amidst his thoughts, when he suddenly heard Qing Yan beside him speak.

"The sword is an object, and only humans can give it meaning and spirituality. Ah Qi, do you know how Lianguang got into the hands of the old pavilion master?"

He froze for a moment, and looked up at Qing Yan.

Qingyan has a dignified personality, regular behavior and speech on weekdays, and rarely uses rhetorical questions.

Now her voice is low and soft, as if...coaxing a child.

Sure enough, he saw a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, and couldn't help but cooperate in a daze: "I don't know..."

Qing Yan didn't rush to answer, she took him into her arms, leaned his side face to her chest, wiped the crumbs from the corner of his lips with her thumb, and then held his hand, and slowly caressed Lianguang together.

"Liangguang is a birthday gift prepared by my master and Chang Yao's patriarch for the old Pavilion Master. The three of us traveled together when we were young, and our money was limited. We spent a lot of energy looking for suitable materials, and it took a long time to forge it."

Qing Yan's voice was low and slow, as if telling a beautiful bedtime story, Xia Qi's ear was pressed against the other's chest, and with the deep reverberation, his heart also quieted down.

"The shining sword body is from Cangcheng, and the hilt and scabbard are from Changyao... The old pavilion master was very happy to receive the congratulatory gifts from two close friends. The sword has not been replaced either."

Xia Qi listened carefully and gradually understood that Lianguang was an important relic of the master to Bian Qiuguang, and the meaning of donating it to himself was just a gift from the master to the apprentice, and there was no need to discuss whether it was worthy or not.

Even if there is a gift message, I only hope that he will not be bound by the past and continue to walk in the direction he likes.

He lowered his eyes, his hands were held by Qing Yan, and together they slowly stroked Lian Guang.The intertwined fingertips were warm, and the blade was slightly cool, making his heart gradually peaceful.

Maybe it's because he hasn't recuperated enough, his cultivation is still digesting, and he gets tired easily when he wakes up.

His energy was already limited, and he was getting close to Qing Yan just now. The extreme tension and joy consumed most of his physical strength, and now he was surrounded by the warmth of Qing Yan, and the deep and slow voice fell into his ears with the warm breath, making his eyelids a little dizzy. It was very heavy, giving birth to a warm feeling of sleepiness...

Qing Yan didn't speak again, and pulled the quilt to cover the person in his arms.

Xia Qi felt that Qingyan's arms were very comfortable, fragrant and stable, unwilling to be dragged into a coma by sleepiness, trying to maintain his mind, wanting to enjoy it for a while, murmured: "Did I cry in the square?"

A deep voice fell into my ears: "No outsider saw it."

The hot wind blowing on the pinna made Xia Qi's eyelids a little heavy, and his consciousness began to blur: "Mmm... then..."

Qing Yan seemed to know what he was worried about, and coaxed him slowly: "The repair of Xiaoshan is almost over, the injured are getting better, and Cang Li and Chang Yao are also helping. A Qi, I have to deal with the future. , no matter where you go, I will walk with you."

Xia Qi thought, yes, he still has a Taoist companion.

Now it is no longer a child who cannot control his destiny, nor is it the five years when he was alone.He doesn't have to be alone anymore.

Those unresolved, all the things that need to be resolved... It seems that it is not so difficult to face with Qing Yan.

While half asleep and half awake, a kiss gently landed on his eyelids, which was a little hot, making his whole body go limp and breaking the last line of defense.

The person holding him was very gentle: "Sleep peacefully, I will accompany you."

He gave up struggling in an instant, and fell into a deep sleep amidst infinite tenderness and warmth.

The sunny and snowy day lasted for five days, and Xiaoshan ushered in a bigger snowstorm. In an instant, the world was vast and it was difficult to see.

Fortunately, the projects that need to be built for the various defense lines have been completed, and the rest is tinkering.

In the evening, the wind and snow gradually thickened.There is no afterglow of the setting sun, nor the dim light of the sky, only the wilderness is dark under the thick clouds.

Xia Qi and Fu Wan walked out from the cemetery, and ended many shadow ring ceremonies in the cemetery.

The two of them walked against the wind and snow, and they didn't use spells to block the falling snow. Xia Qi has never been particular about it, as long as he wears a black cloak and a hood, he will be fine.

But I don't know what's wrong with Fu Wan, holding an umbrella, he looks like a noble young man who has walked out of the garden.

Walking to the fork in the road, the discussion came to an end. Fu Wan still had some concerns: "The number of disciples in Xiaoshan has dropped sharply. If there is another attack, I'm afraid it won't last long. Although Chang Yao and Cang Li will stay with the disciples, but now It is not a long-term solution for all sects to protect themselves when the trouble is not extinguished."

Xia Qi understood Fu Wan's worry. He looked at the vague outline of the towering city wall outside the boundless wind and snow.

"Nowadays about the devil's trouble, no sect can afford to be alone. We will discuss countermeasures when Master Wen arrives at Xiaoshan... Perhaps, each sect should not just stay at the garrison, it's too passive."

Fu Wan instantly understood what he meant, nodded and said, "Wherever I go, I'm willing to go with me."

Xia Qi turned his head and smiled, then remembered something, hesitantly said: "Senior brother, sect master Yingjie..."

Before he was ordered in a crisis, he always felt that Bian Qiuguang had no other candidates, so he temporarily took over.The position of the door owner is very important, and if there are demon hunters who come to challenge, he will give it to the winner.

However, several days have passed, and no one has been found.

Fu Wan knew what he was going to say, but this time she didn't taunt, but just pondered for a while.

"Xia Xiaoqi, in the past, the head of the side sect...was not as comfortable as us in this position. He did the hardest and most tiring things quietly. Every demon hunter who protects Xiaoshan is worthy. You have to come to master the Shadow Ring, and you are even more so. We only hope that you don't leave like him like this again."

Xia Qi was shocked and lost his words.

In this catastrophe, he and Fu Wan are the only seven envoys left without replacement.

The two were silent for a long time in the snowstorm.

Fu Wan waved his hand at him, planning to leave, not forgetting to worry about his identity as a senior brother: "Don't just rely on the injury and always rely on the head Qing, after all, Cang Li has kindness to Xiaoshan, and the head is also kind, let me be your master Taking advantage of the chaos and staying here to take care of him, he has done his best, you should be careful..." He turned around and muttered, "Is this head Qing's temper so good?"

Xia Qi, who had lost his umbrella, was covered in wind and snow, and shouted angrily, "Why don't you worry that I'll be taken advantage of by him?"

In the past few days, Qing Yan has been busy modifying the inscriptions of various magic circles, and he often fell asleep, and the two rarely saw each other.

But even if he fell asleep, he could still vaguely feel that the "forced" Master Qing in Fu Wan's mouth would caress his face and hands, or even give him a kiss, and when he woke up, he was nowhere to be seen.

If he didn't often see the fruit tea brewed for him on the table, he would almost suspect that he had some strange dream.

But Jiezi was damaged in the explosion of the magic circle, so he had to ask the master Wen to repair it before he could continue to use it. He could hardly contact the other party.

Fu Wan obviously felt that Xia Qi was thinking about Yue Gong, a madman, and babbled nonsense, so he ignored him, and his figure disappeared into Ye Xue's crowd.

Xia Qi walked quickly through the wind and snow and returned to his home.

The broken snow from the black cloak was shaken off, the small stove on the table was humming, it was the fruit tea warmed by Qingyan for him, he hurriedly poured a cup and took a few sips, the warmth slowly spread throughout his body.

He walked up to the attic, only to find that there was no one in the room, not even Sui Sui, and immediately felt the desolation of losing his wife and children.

Pushing open the window, the window is facing a large cemetery, most of which are buried with the shadow ring he put in by himself.

Now the houses in the residential area are much less lit, but the cemetery is bustling.

Xia Qi stood by the window for a moment, the wind and snow outside the window made the room feel uneasy.

I used to live alone and didn't feel it, but recently I was with Qing Yan, and when the other party was not there, my mind was filled with the image of Qing Yan in this room.

Even if you know that both of you have something to do, it's always strange to miss when you can't see each other.

He thought for a while, turned around and went downstairs, opened the door and stepped into the wind and snow again, intending to find Qingyan.

The Xiaoshan garrison was sunk in the night's snowstorm, and the lighting and defensive runes glowed vaguely, dispelling the darkness.

It was time to rest, except for the patrol team, he was the only one walking alone in the snow.

He walked around the station on foot, and checked the progress of the repair along the way.

In the battle a few days ago, the most severely damaged defense formations were the large defense formations. The construction of the giant formations was very troublesome. It was necessary to re-plan the scope and repeatedly modify the inscriptions to achieve the optimal defense effect and spirit stone consumption. Also consider the inscriptions for other features in the range...

Secondly, the buildings on the defense lines collapsed a lot during the rampage of giant monsters, and half of the dining hall collapsed. I heard from Fu Wan that half of the people were eating in the snow a few days ago... Fortunately, it was repaired later.

A few days ago, Xiaoshan’s ledger came into his hands, and after reading it, his brow was sweating. He was not considered poor, but the cost of building this time also included the consumption of spirit stones for the new magic circle... Previously, Cang Li and Chang Yao The borrowed spirit stone cannot be returned immediately...

He was extremely helpless about everything. In the past, as a disciple, he would still tease a few words, but now that he has become the sect master, he is not in the mood to tease.

Xia Qi recalled that he used to always find that Bian Qiuguang was wandering around the sect with nothing to do, and felt that the other party was in a hurry. Only now did he realize that Master was thinking about these things.

From the invasion of foreign enemies, the attack of evil spirits, down to the trivial matters of the operation of the sect... there is nothing that you don't need to worry about.

A few days ago, Qing Yan and the doctor saw the sealed Bian Qiuguang, and they said that there was nothing they could do for the time being, and they had to wait until Wen Yu rested in Xiaoshan to take a look...

There is always a way.

Xia Qi thought about the trivial matters of the sect along the way, and was a little worried.

He gradually forgot about looking for Qingyan, but subconsciously came to the last place in the station, where the whole Xiaoshan was still brightly lit until now—the medical hall.

He froze, and saw the person he was looking for at a glance.

The dark blue figure was busy with the doctor, casting healing spells on the wounded.

Now most of the wounded have recovered, but those corroded by the devil energy are still in unbearable pain.

Cangcheng and Changyao have exorcising spells, but the disciples are running around to repair the garrison during the day, Qingyan Xu couldn't bear to ask the disciples to do this at night, so he came in person.

Many wounded finally fell asleep peacefully, and Qing Yan sat in front of the case again, bandaging and changing dressings for a bunch of little spirit beasts under the candlelight.

Sui Sui lay on his lap, and the bandaged little spirit beasts did not leave, but climbed up his shoulders and legs dependently, looking at him with their small round eyes.

Xia Qi didn't know how long he watched in the wind and snow, but finally he didn't step forward to disturb him.

He stared at the figure in the warm light of the lamp with fascination, and only felt that Qing Yan had the common people in his heart, and could also blend into the fireworks of the world.It is as bright and clear as glazed frost on the top of a mountain, and it is like the thick snow falling on everything.

His heart was sore and warm, and thousands of thoughts were calmed down by this figure.

With a vague smile filled with white mist on his lips, he slowly leaned against the wall under the eaves, quietly waiting for Qingyan to go home together.