My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

A burst of scorching heat hit his face, Xia Qi was choked by the thick smoke and his throat itched, coughed a few times, raised his eyes blankly, and looked at the familiar town in front of him.

Beside the town gate, the peach blossom tree he and his partner planted turned into scorched wood, with broken limbs scattered, as if the house had become a black wall and ruins, thick smoke billowed, and the bluestone road was full of scattered scorched earth and human-shaped black objects...

In the depths, there is a gray and dead silence, and everything loses its vitality.

A whole town, no one survived.

The Cangcheng disciple who rushed over carried out the charred corpses one by one. Xia Qi shrank his pupils and staggered a few steps to the corpses, struggling to identify each one...but the charred corpses had already become charred under the fire. The face and figure are blurred, and only the human figure can be vaguely recognized.

Every time I vaguely meet someone I know, my heart sinks hard.

But my only family member... I don't know if it's because of fear or resistance to accept what I see in front of me, I just feel that every one is alike, but not like...

This day was supposed to be the day when he and Qing Yan joined forces.

Yesterday morning, when he and Qing Yan were trying on the dress of the Grand Ceremony, the amulet he had been wearing all the time suddenly shattered.

He left Cangcheng in a hurry and rushed home, only to realize that the town was ravaged by demons. The people in the town, together with Cangcheng's disciples stationed there, were all trapped in the fire and could not come out.

He has no memory of his parents. In his heart, the aunt who picked him up from the mass grave and adopted him is the only family member.

Those years of stability in the small town almost reshaped him, making him grow up like an ordinary teenager.

The gentle palms stroking the head in the horror of nightmares, the rice, oil and salt in the trivial and ordinary life, and the sunlight that fell on the body when I climbed over the wall to steal pears with my friends after school...all were burned by the fire and turned into ashes.

He didn't stand still, and knelt down slowly, holding the broken amulet with its spiritual power broken in his hand.

A heavy rain came late.

The delusion of wanting to integrate into normal life in the past few years was instantly shattered. He knelt in the rain with stains all over his body, as if he had returned to the night rain at the mass graves many years ago, icy cold and alone.

The footsteps behind him slowly approached with murderous intent...

The lungs seem to be infiltrated by cold rain, and it seems to be burned by hot embers, and the mind is trapped, sinking into the bottomless abyss... Anyway, I have always been homeless and have nowhere to support in my life, so what is the point of resisting and struggling.

The drops of water on the eyelashes fell, and the puddles on the ground rippled, reflecting his eyes again.

Xia Qi blinked slowly, frowning slightly...

wrong.

This memory... shouldn't be like this.

On that day, someone was obviously with him...it was...his Taoist companion!

He collapsed and knelt in the rain, Qing Yan didn't persuade him to leave, but just hugged him tightly, protecting him from the cold rain.He was not exposed to the rain, but Qingyan's robe was stained mottled by muddy water.

Even if what he saw in front of him broke his mind and soul, like falling into an abyss, that warm embrace turned into a real and palpable trace of clarity, holding him firmly.

The footsteps stopped behind him, and the killing intent had already reached his back.

Xia Qi's eyes turned cold, and he unsheathed his sword!

The person behind him turned out to be the evil cultivator who cast a forbidden spell on his altar at the beginning... This psychic illusion can be regarded as a peep into his heart carefully.

The sword edge stirred in Xiexiu's body, and the exorcism spell knocked back the ray of devilish energy to its original form, and Hei Yan let out an inhuman scream, and fled and collapsed.

The enemy who died under his sword a long time ago, even if it was just the skin put on by the illusion using the heart demon, made him unhappy.

This illusion breeds inner demons, confuses true and false memories, confuses the mind, and forces them into obstacles.

Even if he sees it through, the depression in his heart will be hard to get rid of for a while... Besides, the aunt and Qing Yan are things that he can't tolerate being stained in the slightest.

This is something not in the mainstream, and it is also worthy of snooping and tampering with his memory.

The illusion collapsed in an instant, and after a sharp tinnitus, the surrounding noises flooded up like a tide.

Xia Qi quickly pushed away Cang Li's disciple beside him, raised his sword to meet the blow, and the collision of the sword's edge caused him pain in his throat.

Xia Qi was in a bad mood, and the force of his sword became more and more fierce. The stiff body that had been resurrected from the dead couldn't stand it, and he was subdued after a few moves.

Several Chang Yao disciples rushed over to tie him up and brought him into Cang Cheng's confinement circle.

The surrounding situation has stabilized, and all the demon beasts have been wiped out.

Xia Qi let out a breath slowly.

It seems that the most evil thing this time is not the demonic beast, but it appeared out of thin air, without warning, dragging people into the magical realm of the mind, and even controlling the demonic energy of monks.

The people and monks who disappeared in Lingzhou, the strange expressions on their corpses, and the surprise attack on the inn all probably followed this path.

But how can there be no symptoms?It is still under the eyes of many monks.

Xia Qi thought for a while, and suddenly heard a slight tremor in the air, and stepped aside, a scratch of a beast's sharp claws hit the place where he had just stopped, splitting the bluestone on the ground.

A man in a dark red robe stood not far away with his hands behind his back. Seeing that the sneak attack was avoided by Xia Qi, he brushed the dust off his sleeves with some regret.

"Demon hunters and monsters are really a good match, they both like to come uninvited so much."

Shifang Pavilion is good at controlling beasts, taming spirit beasts and signing spiritual contracts with them, so that they can practice and fight together.

This person is Liu Shi, the apprentice of the current pavilion master of Shifang Pavilion, who is in charge of the post of Dharma Protector in the pavilion.A two-person black panther stood behind him, with fierce eyes and ready to pounce.

If the attitude of other sects towards demon hunters is to be vigilant, Shifang Pavilion and Xiaoshan can be regarded as the well water and the river water.

As soon as the monsters were cleaned up, they rushed to sneak attack, as if they were afraid that the monsters would go too fast and not wait for the demon hunter.

There was an unknown fire in Xia Qi's heart, and the mallet seemed to hit the blade of a sword. Xia Qi held the sword loosely: "Why, the beast can come, but I can't?" He didn't mention his name, but his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling. , looking at each other.

Liu Shi withdrew his careless look, sneered, and the huge black panther raised its sharp claws, and pressed down on Xia Qi like a mountain falling apart!

Xia Qi's forehead hair was blown away by the strong wind, his eyes were not afraid, and he turned his wrist and clenched the hilt of his sword tightly.

The previous hallucinations were powerful because of his own inner demons, not the unbeatable demonic energy-this stomach fire has nowhere to go, and his forehand itches.

Suddenly a clear light came, the black panther sensed the danger and dodged nimbly, but was still brushed by the extremely fast sword energy past its front paws, and rolled to the side, hitting the wall and collapsing.

The corners of Liu Shi's eyes twitched, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, but he paused when he saw the person coming, and then calmly restrained his posture.

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, only to see a moon-white figure falling between the two of them, Zai Chuan Shang's cold light still lingered.

Qing Yan looked at Liu Shi, and said calmly: "The demon beast is not here, don't miss it."

Liu Shi was the instigator of the incident, and he did not feel wronged by the sneak attack first, but there was no need to argue with Qing Yan because of this, he glanced at Xia Qi, turned around and left as if nothing had happened.

Qing Yan turned around and put away his sword, looking at Xia Qi, his eyes were calm, like a quiet moonlight wandering in the deep sea, reassuring.

"All right?"

Xia Qi breathed lightly, looked at the person in front of him, and slowly withdrew his sharp teeth and claws.

After the perception came back, the scenery in front of me slowly recovered its color, and it was full of vitality.Among the many subtleties, Qingyan is still the brightest light.

The restless mind was slowly soothed, and a little tenderness was born again, Xia Qi leaned over and complained in a low voice: "Yes, but I am exhausted, and others still bully me for no reason..."

Qingyan: "..."

He didn't miss someone's excited expression when holding a sword.

When Xia Qi came to Luoyuji, Qingyan knew about it.

From the corner of the eye, he saw that he was among the demonic beasts, his heart was suspended for no reason, as if according to a vague impression in his consciousness, Xia Qi should be protected in such an environment.

However, that man's swordsmanship was sharp and decisive, like frost condensed on the edge of the sword, and he was skilled and ferocious in dealing with monsters... He was a competent demon hunter.

Looking again, Xia Qi was actually implicated and dragged into the illusion of the heart demon. Before he could step forward to check, the other party lost his mind and regained his senses in just a few breaths.

Xia Qi broke the miasma by himself.

There will be memories that have not healed in the dreamland of the heart demon. I don't know what Xia Qi saw, and his expression has become cold and depressed like he has never seen before, as if he has walked a long night in frost and cold, but still has not seen the dawn.

But the moment he saw him, his brows and eyes seemed to be rubbed open by the warmest spring wind in Jindu, with a gentle smile, his eyes also lit up...

It makes the heart flutter for no reason.

Xia Qi was still clutching his heart, his expression aggrieved, but the words in his mouth became more and more unbearable: "...I was frightened, it would be great if the Taoist couple could get closer, and there is no need to be too enthusiastic, there must be a hug." Well, if there is a behavior that is more difficult to control, it is acceptable to change it to another place."

Speaking of using the wall to cover up, he leaned on Qing Yan and continued to tell "not seeing each other every day is like three autumns", Qing Yan handed out something in due course, successfully attracting his attention.

Qing Yan's fingers were slightly loose, revealing what was wrapped in paper, the colorful and lively colors were extremely disproportionate to the slender fingers.

Things saved the scene very well, Xia Qi didn't move as expected, he looked in shock at the bag of colored glazed sugar balls, it was so clear and lovely, the setting sun fell on it, creating a radiant and clear halo, it was really beautiful.

He looked up at the expressionless Qing Yan, and couldn't help laughing: "Bai Lan, how are you coaxing the children?"

It was also a little difficult to maintain the calmness on Qingyan's face.

After Xia Qi left, he searched around in the mustard seeds, looking for relevant traces, but unexpectedly found this package in the corner... It was made by himself, and it must have been made for Xia Qi before. and sent out.

It is not surprising that this person likes colorful and sweet and sour food.

Qing Yan avoided the question calmly, and only said: "Shi Yu brought some food before." He didn't lie, but deliberately misled the perception.

Xia Qi ate one, his eyes seemed to be sparkling with the fruity flavor on the tip of his tongue, and he mercilessly exposed it: "Liar, you made it, and it's not the first time I've eaten it."

Qingyan: "..."

Why didn't he think of this possibility.

Xia Qi looked at the cute glazed sugar ball in his hand, and his mood gradually improved.

In the past, he went down the mountain to slay demons during a Qing banquet, and he followed him. Passing by the market, he took a few more glances at the stalls selling sugar balls, but the Cangcheng disciples walked forward neatly and solemnly. He couldn't do other things on his own, so he could only give up.

Unexpectedly, a copy was made for the Qing banquet that night, using a special instrument, blended with Xinghui Peak's spiritual juice, which was a bit more transparent than the ones in the market, like glass beads.

He loves it.

Xia Qi glanced at Qingyan, smiled ambiguously and said: "The first time I ate this candy ball was with you, now I eat it by myself, after all, it's a bit less delicious..." After finishing speaking, there was another burst of meaning sigh.

Qing Yan always felt that the word "together" had a lot of meaning, but he couldn't understand it. He thought it was something he couldn't think deeply about, so he said calmly, "If you have hands, you can eat by yourself."

Xia Qi: "..."

Crack your teeth and crush the hard candy, comfort yourself in your heart, forget it, don't be in a hurry.

The day disturbed by the evil is coming to an end, the twilight glow spreads deep and shallow on the horizon and the water surface, and the falling rain gathers as if wrapped in colorful brocade.

The disciples of various sects were treating the wounded and clearing away the demonic energy. Even in such a rare and beautiful scenery, there was no sign of relaxation on their faces.

Xia Qi squinted his eyes at the feather-like water surface, slurring his speech with sugar in his mouth.

"Why are all the demonic beasts gathered here? Are they looking at Luo Yuji's treasure?"

Qing Yan calmed down, and glanced in the direction of Chang Yao: "The front is the Jindu altar."

Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a guess in his mind: "The eyes of the Jindu formation are at the altar?"

It's no wonder that the Demonic Beast would frantically block people going to the altar. It turned out that it was afraid of restarting the formation.

Presumably, the surprise attack on the inn was due to the fact that the demon hunters were investigating the matter the night before, and thought it was related, so they wanted to deal with them first.

Qing Yan glanced at him in surprise.

It's sharp.