overthrow

The annual Qixi Lantern Festival in Tianxuan City is coming again, and the Tianxuan Sword Sect sends disciples from the sect down the mountain to patrol the mountain as usual.

Bai Qingchen stood opposite the 'Ke Lai' restaurant and looked up at a prismatic window on the third floor of the restaurant.

"Senior Sister, what is Senior Brother Bai looking at?" A new female disciple looked at Bai Qingchen who stopped in front of her and quietly asked Zhuo Ya beside her.

"I seem to be looking at the grilled window on the third floor of 'Ke Lai Restaurant'." Another new disciple answered, "Senior sister, does Senior Brother Bai know someone who lives there?"

"Yes! I know it." Zhuo Ya said lightly.

"Don't ask anymore." Zhuo Xuan walked out from behind and walked to Bai Qingchen's side, "Senior brother."

"Let's go!" Bai Qingchen blinked, lowered his head and led the group away.But there was no white flash behind the grilled window that was slightly blown open by the wind.

The Qixi Festival of Lights is very lively.The lights are bright, just like in previous years.

"I'm really sorry, a gentleman bought it just now." The owner of the lantern stand apologized, "Why don't you look at other lights?"

"No, thank you." Bai Qingchen said in a low voice.

"Brother" Zhuo Xuan was a little worried.

"nothing."

Zhuo Xuan looked at the man in green shirt in front of him and sighed.Ten years ago, Senior Brother Bai was fined and confinement in Yaguan. During the confinement, Ling Xiao went to Tianxuan Sword Sect and told Senior Brother Bai that Xiao Yiqing, the second son of the Xiao Clan in Bingzhou, was arrested by the Patriarch of the Wang Clan in Wuzhou and died. .

Senior Brother Bai vomited blood at that time, and almost lost his baby, but the head master fed him a Guyuan Pill and shot it himself to save his cultivation.Regardless of his own injuries, Senior Brother Bai forcibly went down the mountain to worship the Xiao family's ancestral hall as the second son of the Xiao family in Bingzhou, and together with the Xiao family, they attacked the Wang family.Three years later, with the help of people from all walks of life, the Wang family was destroyed.At this point, Bai Qingchen returned to the Tianxuan Sword Sect and returned to his previous appearance, always wearing a green shirt, always wearing the purple jade gold silk and bamboo bone hairpin, and always wearing the purple jade gold silk and bamboo leaf pendant. Indifferent, it seems that there is nothing that can make him fluctuate, except that every year when Mr. Xiao is born, he will go to Qingle Mountain to live for three months.

All the masters of the Bai clan and Tianxuan Sword Sect tried to persuade him, but to no avail.Only on the day of Chinese Valentine's Day every year, senior brother Bai will go to this small stall in Tianxuan City Lantern City to buy a Dielianhua bamboo bone lamp that Mr. Xiao likes, and Mr. Xiao praised the stall not far in front. Drink a jar of green bamboo leaves.

Suddenly, the flow of people ahead stagnated and stopped moving forward.

Bai Qingchen frowned slightly looking at the place surrounded by people in front, Zhuo Xuan also saw this situation and hurried over, "Brother, do you want to disperse the crowd?"

Just as Bai Qingchen was about to speak, he heard a delicate female voice, "My lord, this sachet is a piece of my heart, please don't dislike me, lord."

"Thank you girl, I'm not alone anymore." A somewhat familiar clear voice sounded.

Bai Qingchen was taken aback, and suddenly had to separate from the crowd and walked towards the middle. Seeing this, Zhuo Xuan hurriedly followed regardless of the shouting and complaining from the people around him.

Parting from the crowd, one can see a girl in emerald green shirt holding a sachet and a man in white clothes holding a butterfly flower bamboo bone lamp standing opposite to each other.

"Young Master Xiao—!" Zhuo Xuan couldn't believe it, and was suddenly pulled aside by a strong force, "Noisy!"

"...You—Ling Xiao?!"

Ling Xiao rolled his eyes, stepped forward and handed the lotus paste cake in his hand to Xiao Yiqing.

"Bai Qingchen." Xiao Yiqing, who had the same face as before, turned his head and murmured softly with a lingering smile on his face, his eyes burning.

"I'm here." There was a slight smile on Bai Qingchen's face, his eyes were moist and gentle, like spring snow.

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just want to be warm

Compassion and hatred have been relatively downplayed

no matter when

now is the most important thing