My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Fu Wan's brows were sharp, and when the tip of his brows sank, he showed a bit of murderous sternness.That gaze fell on the child's face, and all the crying and rude appeals stopped.

He asked coldly: "When your family members die, the first thing you think about is whether you can continue to hunt for treasures?"

The child didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it, and was even a little baffled by Fu Wan's words, with a puzzled look on his face. Due to the coercion, he could only reply in a low voice: "Shouldn't it be like this? After my parents died, my uncle only adopted me because I was a good stealer." I... Uncle is dead, and Auntie and I will continue to live..."

The child's weak explanation slowly disappeared from Fu Wan's increasingly terrifying sight, and finally he just lowered his head with a pale face.

But the child was only afraid of Fu Wan, without any guilt or sadness.

Xia Qi sighed inwardly, patted Fu Wan on the shoulder, cut off the opponent and continued to release the Frost Coercion.

He took the shards of the magic weapon from the child's hand, took a few breaths at the tip of his fingers, slowly tightened his fingers, and crushed the shards with his bare hands. The powder was scattered in the wind in the western suburbs along with the thin shards of spiritual power.

The child's angry eyes widened in an instant, and he screamed and struggled.

Xia Qi turned a blind eye to the cursing, and just said in a low voice, "Don't come to the western suburbs again."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand lightly, ordering the witcher who was holding the child to send the child home.

Nanfeng's many ways of making a living are better than Tanbao's death. If he takes the demon seed out, more people will be reduced to the soil of the magic vine.

Xia Qi listened to the cries of being engulfed by the dense forest behind him, and looked at the Shifang Pavilion in the distance with his hands behind his back.

Since entering Nanfeng, the wild spirit beasts and demon cultivators Lu Yu encountered were all agitated and restless. Many demon cultivators who firmly believed that the Wan Yao King would return were even more difficult to appease and persuade. Xiaoshan was much more powerful...

He unconsciously stroked the shining scabbard, pondered for a while, concentrated his breath, and submerged his consciousness to the ground in the western suburbs.

After a while, he noticed some clues, and frowned: "Nanfeng's aura seems to be more disordered. Since Xu Shen slaughtered spirit beasts and demon cultivators a hundred years ago, there has been a trend from prosperity to decline. Five years ago, Xu Shen Shen abused forbidden spells and forbidden techniques in Nanfeng territory, and must have used the earth vein nodes as aura support... Tsk, the earth vein aura dares to act recklessly, drinking poison to quench thirst."

It seems that just as Qing Yan said, Xu Shen regarded Nanfeng as a place that could be discarded from the very beginning.

Fu Wan on the side replied: "You saw it when you rescued the child and disturbed the magic vine. There are no other places where such evil magic vines grow, and you can't see it unless it is extremely chaotic. The disorder of the spiritual energy of the earth's veins is very harmful to spirit beasts and beasts." The demon cultivator has the deepest influence, and when it is severe, it will make him irritable and restless, as if falling into the fire of hell, and he believes in redemption even more extreme. However...no one can tell where the rumors about the Wan Yao King's return come from."

Xia Qi was silent for a while, thinking that the reason why the magic vine suddenly went crazy might not be because he went to save the child, after all, at that time, Qingyan's spiritual consciousness just spread out from Jiansui...

He suddenly asked Fu Wan, "Brother, how much do you know about the Wan Yao King?"

Fu Wan was born 50 years after the destruction of Lingying Mountain. Naturally, he had never seen the Wan Yao King, so he could only talk about the few words in the classics and word of mouth: "There are very few records in the books. Lingying Mountain is not connected with Yunzhang. Relevant records were also destroyed by the Shifang Pavilion——Lingyingshan Wanyaowang was selected by the spirits of the mountain, and he had to be of high character, upright in virtue, powerful in demon power, and cherish the rise and fall of all things... There are descendants of the residents of Lingyingshan in Xiaoshan, according to them According to my father's generation, the Wan Yao King lives in seclusion and doesn't like to be noisy, but he is deeply loved by his people, and his name is taboo..."

Fu Wan Ning brows struggled to search for memory, stopped talking, and didn't notice Xia Qi's expectant gaze.

Fu Wan said "oh", "...Shu Lang."

Xia Qi was taken aback, and subconsciously repeated: "Shu Lang."

He lowered his eyes and whispered word by word in his heart, each stroke seemed to contain a strange and novel tenderness, and he couldn't help smiling.

In the next breath, he suddenly noticed something, raised his eyes and asked in surprise, "Bai Lan?"

Zai Chuan's sword light returned to the scabbard, and the visitor, dressed in dark blue robes to absorb the faint morning light, went straight to Xia Qi, frowned and looked carefully.Seeing Xia Qi's full beard, he relaxed a little between his brows in awe.

"All right?"

As soon as these words came out, all the demon hunters saw their ferocious sect master covering his heart, drooping his brows, and showing a somewhat weak and pitiful face: "The magic vine is too terrifying, the gap is dark and damp. , it's quite a fright..."

...Is that amount of exercise enough for the head of the sect to loosen his muscles a little?Everyone in Xiaoshan has no Taoist companions, so they don't understand, they just pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Xia Qi was afraid that Qing Yan would bring up the matter of his own adventure first, so he would immediately give in and show weakness when they met, and the other party must have nothing but worries.

He put on an effort, lowered his eyebrows, and said softly, "My hand is still injured..."

Everyone in Xiaoshan was taken aback, was the sect master injured?They didn't see...

The man stretched out his claws aggrievedly, revealing a little scratch left by the palm of his hand when he crushed the fragments of the magic weapon.

Everyone took a deep breath... God, if it was a moment later to find out——

The wound is about to heal!

Qing Yan held Xia Qi's hand and looked at it for a few breaths, carefully checking whether there were other wounds, the healing technique glowed slightly, and sighed almost imperceptibly: "Does it still hurt?"

Everyone was a little dumbfounded when they looked at the cold and distant, respected head of the sect, Cang Li.

Fu Wan's eyelids twitched, and finally he couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Thinking of the half-year monthly payment that he had lost, his teeth ached.He coughed: "...Master, I will take my brothers and leave first."

In the vast western suburbs, only Xia Qi and his Taoist companions are left.

He finally couldn't continue the quarrel, he laughed to himself, clenched Qing Yan's hand, and blinked: "Did Bai Lan rest well last night?"

After the Qing banquet, there was no dream all night, thanks to the gentle smiling person in front of him, he felt that telling the other party to be careful was a spoiler, so he couldn't help but curled his lips: "It would be better if Ah Qi was here."

Xia Qi hugged his arm, and smiled blindly: "Tonight for sure!"

Qing Yan couldn't help laughing, stared at him quietly for a moment, then looked at the Shifang Pavilion not far away, which was wrapped in dense vines, and his smile faded.

"Cang Li discovered the location of the black market. In the underground of the southwestern suburbs of Jinlian City, there must be a way to connect to the Shifang Pavilion. After repairing, Cang Li will sneak in and continue to investigate. The Jianling Society will be destroyed, and all forces will withdraw from the black market to seek refuge. Unwilling to cut off his money, he will attack the demon cultivators more frequently, and Chang Yao will be responsible for rescuing the demon cultivators and sending them away from Nanfeng."

Xia Qi nodded, with this arrangement, Chang Yao could find Su Ling's child along the way.

He suddenly realized what Qingyan meant, and there was a vacancy in this arrangement, so he offered to propose: "Xiaoshan will be responsible for tracking and cleaning up all the forces, so that Chang Yao can rescue them in time."

With the cooperation of the three sects this time, they can infiltrate into Jin Liancheng, intertwined with each other.They can do their own thing, and they can return to help in time.

Qing Yan smiled and nodded: "Then leave it to Ah Qi."

Xia Qi smiled, and with Qing Yan's body temperature, he and the other party looked at the sleeping station under the sunlight.

He thought of the matter of the child just now, and the many feelings that it was inconvenient to talk about with Xiaoshan's classmates, and now someone can finally talk about it freely.

"Hey, this Jinlian City is extremely luxurious, but other places in Nanfeng are very poor, and the people live very hard... The most terrifying thing is not the evil troubles and flashy illusions, but everyone regards these as ordinary. Everyone born in Nanfeng Feng's children think that this is what the world looks like, and that's how they should live."

There is also Qin Shi and everyone in Nanfeng. In their perception, it is normal to give anything in order to survive.

Qing Yan also lowered his brows slightly: "During the hundred years of the evil plague, other prefectures in Yunzhang have gradually adapted to it, and there is also the protection of sects. Although casualties cannot be avoided, they can be relied on. Nanfeng is not the case, here for a hundred years Everything has been in chaos. The roots have rotted, and only by curbing them can there be new vitality."

Xia Qi was silent for a moment, tilted his body slightly, leaned his head on Qing Yan's shoulder, and said softly: "I was born with a serious evil disease. I didn't know what it meant when I was young. Only when I grew up did I understand that the lifespan of a mortal The number is very short, and the darkness that lasts for a hundred years is their life. It slowly erodes the cloud like a disease, and it brings people homeless, homeless, and lost relatives... When children are in the cognitive world, they see always terror and death..."

The disaster of evil is like a thick and indispellable dark cloud, covering the heads of every common people, making them hopeless for the future.

He also understands more deeply that Bian Qiuguang is willing to set up a demon hunter in Xiaoshan, and the town is in Zhuzhou, but he does not want Zhuzhou to become the second Nanfeng.

Xia Qi noticed that Qing Yan's hand was clenched, and murmured, "The disaster that has lasted for so long...can it really end?"

He looked at the Shifang Pavilion, which looked like a huge monster, and didn't know who he was asking.

Qing Yan embraced him, and replied in a serious and deep voice: "Even when there is no hope, there are people who are paving the way for the peace of the world, so that we can approach the end."

Xia Qi was taken aback, and looked up at Qing Yan, only to see that the other party's gaze was still on the Shifang Pavilion, but seemed to be looking further away.

The light in those eyes was steady, and the determination contained in them seemed to be indestructible, making people feel at ease and convinced for no reason.

"The plague of evil will end after this trip, and all the creatures in Yunzhang will have a new start."

Qing Yan hadn't seen Xia Qi speak for a long time, she couldn't help but lower her head, seeing those clear eyes looking at him quietly, her heart softened, and she said with a smile: "What's the matter?"

However, this time, Xia Qi did not say the words of admiration that "my Taoist couple is invincible and omnipotent" like in the past.He only had crooked eyebrows and warm eyes: "I only hope that, in the past, wherever Bo Lan is, I can be there."

When the world is at peace, Xia Qi still has many things that he wants to do with Qingyan, and go to many places together.

His thoughts were always busy with happy things, and in an instant he remembered the "Ten Things that Taoist Couples Must Do" that he had read in the scriptures... for a while, he looked forward to it and was delighted.

Qing Yan smiled suddenly, and suddenly pulled his thoughts back.

There was a gentle smile in the cold and handsome eyebrows, and then he leaned over a little, kissed the corner of his lips lightly, and replied in a low voice close to him: "Of course we will always be together. I am already in front of Master Aqi I made an oath to bring Ah Qi back."

The light in Xia Qi's eyes was lit up by the smile in the other's eyes. He was so happy that he cleared his throat deliberately and solemnly: "Sect Master Qing has his eyes on our Xiaoshan sect master. Walk……"

Unexpectedly, Xia Qi's taunting attitude didn't last long, Qing Yan bowed his head slightly, rubbed his high nose bridge against his temple, warm breath pressed against his cheek, slowly rubbing against his cheek, a thin patch of thin air rose up everywhere he went. red.

"Then how can Master Xia agree, please teach me carefully."

That voice was low and smiling, with a doting and provocative tenderness, slightly trembling Xia Qi's heart.He hummed "foul" in a low voice with hot cheeks, but his waist was numb from the intimacy, and his heart softened into spring water.

After a while, he finally couldn't stand the deliberate temptation of his Taoist companion, and "furiously" held the other's face and kissed him, and he must do his best to teach his Taoist companion well.