Xianghe

After a great psychological struggle, Yuan Qinghui finally closed his eyes and held up a change of elegant light green clothes to the spring where Xianghe took a bath.

"This is a change of clothes. I put them on the stone here."

"Hmm...um..." I heard Xiang He's intermittent and very weak response.

As soon as he agreed, Yuan Qinghui immediately put down his clothes and ran backwards as if to run away. He stumbled and almost fell several times along the way.

After escaping far enough, he couldn't help squatting down, maybe it was because of the violent running just now, although it was nothing to him, but his heart was still beating fast, and he had to squat down to hold it down The heart was beating violently, and he lowered his head and took a deep breath, but still felt that it was not enough, and looked up at the sky with his mouth open, and his chest heaved violently.

Almost, almost opened his eyes.

Fortunately, hold on.

After a long time, Yuan Qinghui, who finally calmed down, paced back under the big tree, and sat where he had been before, with the place where Xiang He had just lay beside him.He continued to maintain a sideways posture and looked at the empty turf with his arms sideways, as if the fragrant grass was still there.

Before you know it, a long time has passed, and the sun is even going to sink.

Feeling a little bit wrong, why is Xianghe still not healed after washing for so long?

He won't leave, and he won't be snatched away by others, because Yuan Qinghui has always been surrounded by the perception technique set up by Yuan Qinghui. If outsiders approach or Xianghe leaves, the small animals near the spring will tell him.

That's why he dared to leave Xianghe so far away and wait for him under this tree where Xianghe could not be seen.

But I'm still very worried, in case something happens, in case there is something he didn't expect, in case Xianghe is really... thinking of this, I want to go back to the spring to find him, but And afraid of seeing Xianghe still bathing, this is...

After struggling for a long time, Yuan Qinghui decided to go and take a look. If Xianghe really disappeared, it would not be his turn to regret it.

Just when he got up, he saw Xianghe walking slowly under the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance.

While fiddling with the knots on his sleeves, he pursed his lips slightly sadly and walked from the horizon where the sun was slowly setting. His long black hair wetted by water hung wetly behind his back, and his hair was shining in the golden afterglow of the setting sun. The water droplets on his face also reflected the golden light, and the hair on his forehead hadn't been dried yet, water droplets fell on his face from time to time, shining brightly, a light that was more dazzling than the setting sun was walking towards Yuan Qinghui.

Yuan Qinghui prepared for Xianghe the simple and elegant light blue and white dress he usually wears, which is not much different from his usual clothes, but at this time it seems that there is a big difference, the clothes on the chest are not smooth , exposing the snow-white skin on the chest, and the whole dress seemed to be falling off.

And looking at Xiang He's wrinkled face in distress, he seemed to have struggled with this dress for a long time.

After realizing it, he quickly rushed to Xiang He's side, took the sleeve knot he was fixing for him, and tied it for him in two or three strokes, and then helped him straighten his collar and the hem of his lower body with familiarity. And the dude in the middle, he might not be wearing the underwear very well, but he didn’t dare to tidy it up for him. The action just now was done in one go, and he didn’t touch a trace of anything other than the clothes. The wet hair on the clothes didn't even touch a trace, at such a close distance, Xianghe looked down at his hands that were straightening his clothes, breathing out to Yuan Qinghui's hands from time to time, the numbness on his hands suddenly It spread to the brain and connected to the heart, itching.

The underwear must not have been put on properly, Xiang He still seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, twisted her back awkwardly, and scratched the back of her neck with her hands.

It's just that he didn't expect that the aloof Shennong Xingguan in the past was really so uncompromising, and he couldn't even wear clothes when he left the Baiyutai.

Change him into better clothes next time, Yuan Qinghui thought to himself.

After tidying up his clothes, Yuan Qinghui took a step back and watched this man put on Zhou Zhouzheng's light blue and white plain robe, and the spotless aura of being an immortal on the white jade platform that year immediately appeared. He has a very distant sense of distance, unable to touch, afraid to touch.

Xianghe's hair was still wet, and the headband that Yuan Qinghui had prepared for him could not be used yet. It was also a headband that perfectly matched his white body with cyan fabric in the middle. In fact, Xianghe from the past He has never used a headband before, and most of his hair is fastened with a very plain auspicious cloud-like wooden hairpin, but this time the Fallen Angel, when he saw Xianghe, his hair was already disheveled It seemed that the wooden hairpin that he wore on his head all the time did not know where it fell.

After being nourished by the spring water, he saw that the red marks on Xianghe's face had disappeared, but there were still some tender scars, but they did not conceal the beauty of this person at all.

Just standing there without moving, he is a fascinating landscape painting.

There was a cool breeze blowing on the grass, thinking that the fragrance of Xianghe's body was blowing into Yuan Qinghui's nose, Yuan Qinghui was very intoxicated, Xianghe opened his lips and teeth, and spoke.

"Peiyuan, how did you cultivate and accumulate immortal fate to become the priest of martial arts?" After putting on the clothes, Xianghe rolled up his sleeves and put one hand behind his back, showing the posture of the star official of Shennong back then.

Yuan Qinghui was a little stunned for a while, because he hadn't used the name Jin Peiyuan for a long time. The last time someone called him by this name was a hundred years ago, but when he introduced himself to Xianghe just now, he used Jin Peiyuan Yuan was the name of his previous life, so now, he is naturally Jin Peiyuan.

"Well, after practicing cultivation, I paid attention to some classics handed down from ancient times, read more, practiced some introductory spells according to the books, ate some rare treasures, except for some big monsters who have entrenched one side. When the Empress Fate arrives, she will ascend."

While Yuan Qinghui was talking, he saw that Xianghe's brows were getting tighter and tighter. After he finished speaking, Xianghe was even more surprised and suspicious, and rushed forward to grab his left hand. Qinghui only felt a cold touch along the wrist and only to the forehead along the place where Xianghe held it.

But seeing Xianghe spread Yuan Qinghui's left hand, still frowning in surprise, she shook her head and said, "Impossible, the fairy fate in your life is not deep, how can you avoid the accumulation of nodes to Si Wushen?" Is it because of the official's fairy fate that he ascended?"

He only heard Xiang He holding his hand and saying a bunch of words he couldn't understand at all, Yuan Qinghui's eyes were fixed on Xiang He holding his wrist, and his mouth opened wide.

As if aware of Yuan Qinghui's confusion, Xianghe stretched out his left hand again, and spread out to draw the palm lines for him: "Look, the fate of a person will be confirmed in the palm lines, the fairy The depth of the relationship can be seen in the palm lines, you have become a military priest, don't you know this?"

Hmm - it seems that Xianghe despised it again, and he was a little panicked, but he really didn't know about it, and he hadn't even heard of it.Before he was a fallen god, he only knew that if he wanted to stay in the heavens and wait for promotion, he might have to wait ten thousand years and there might not be any results. He heard that cultivation in the human world can accumulate immortal fate, which is the only way to quickly promote, so he did it. He will jump off the catastrophe of wind and thunder, and become a fallen god reincarnated as a human being. He wants to accumulate immortal fate through human practice and become a god who can stand side by side with Xianghe.

But he never knew that there is a cause and effect to what a person can do, and it is all predestined by fate. If a person has a shallow relationship with immortality, his ability will naturally soar when his ability accumulates to a certain level. If you continue to accumulate artificially, which step you can go to and which level of god you become is all determined long ago.

"Then—" Then why did he become the Priest of Martial Arts?

"Did you also learn how to avoid the ascension node?" Xianghe let go of Yuan Qinghui's hand, and stared at him with frowning eyes.

Yuan Qinghui only felt that being stared at so seriously by Xianghe seemed to be fixed by his eyes, he was so stiff that he swallowed: "...what is the ascension node?"

Sure enough, as he expected, he saw Xianghe with a disappointed expression: "I don't even know this, it's because fate is lazy that you can sit in the position of Martial God Officer?"

I don't know if Xianghe is mocking him, or if he really thinks he is lucky, Yuan Qinghui froze in place for a moment and didn't dare to say anything.

Seemingly aware of Yuan Qinghui's gloomy expression, Xiang He added: "However, with your good luck, we might be able to cooperate very well."

Mother - what kind of fairy is this, it is so gentle and pure that it directly hits people's hearts!

His chest began to jump up again, Yuan Qinghui nodded dully while cursing himself for not living up to expectations.

Seeing his stupid look, Xianghe pursed his lips and sneered helplessly: "Maybe it's because you are so stupid that you are so lucky."

He could tell that now Xianghe didn't really scold him for being stupid, but with a little doting tone, looking at a little creature weaker than himself!

Yuan Qinghui's heart was about to flutter, it was worth it, not only the hardships of the past century were worth it, but even no matter how much suffering he would experience in the future with no clear path, he felt it was worth it.

"But it took a hundred years to be promoted to Si Wu, you are really stupid." But then Xianghe touched his chin and thought seriously, and then said belittle him, which immediately let Yuan Qinghui's joy just now fly away gone.

Mother, if I stay with this person all the time in the future, I'm afraid my heart will always be overloaded, right?

Frankly speaking, in the entire Heavenly Court, there are very few people who can cultivate to Yuan Qinghui's level in a hundred years. If nothing else, let's talk about his former boss who tempted him to find Xiang He's chief culprit, the priest Siwen who always had his own blower, heard that he had been enshrined with incense for thousands of years before he reached his current position.

And Yuan Qinghui was able to achieve the same rank as the priest of Siwen in a hundred years, which is already a very fast and highly qualified person.

Seeing Yuan Qinghui's slightly dissatisfied expression, Xiang He pointed at the sky with his index finger and hummed: "I was promoted to Shennong Star Official in ten years."

Hmm - what to do, I just think Xianghe, who is a little smelly at this time, is so cute. The Xianghe he saw before has always been high above, separated by a layer of distant mist, and has never been so close , so truly seen him who is happy and angry, full of emotions and desires.Yuan Qinghui, Yuan Qinghui, are you a century-old marriage tree that has not yet bloomed, but a solid iron flower bloomed as soon as it bloomed?

Seeing Yuan Qinghui's face showing the longing for his wish to come true, Xianghe raised his head and closed his eyes and said again: "My senior brother is even more powerful, and he sat on the Emperor of Heaven in ten years—"

But in the middle of speaking, he suppressed all the expressions on his face, his face gradually dimmed, and then he looked at Yuan Qinghui squarely: "It's just a pity, now he is not the same as before, he has already lost him. The original intention and ambition of the emperor became a cold-blooded emperor just like Ren Tiandi."

Yuan Qinghui did know that the current Emperor of Heaven is Xianghe's senior brother. Long, long before he was born, Xianghe and his senior brother entered the Heavenly Court together, abolished the previous Emperor of Heaven, and Xianghe's senior brother became the new Emperor of Heaven, and Xianghe became the star official of Shennong second only to Emperor of Heaven.Perhaps it is precisely because of this little old love, that Xianghe always acts in a domineering manner in Tiangong, regardless of the rules of heaven, and no one dares to oppose him. , he has never seen Xianghe being punished.

But carefully speaking, the punishment Xianghe is receiving now is heavy for Xianghe, but it is not too heavy compared to others. There have been other people who have offended the Emperor of Heaven and violated the rules made by the Emperor of Heaven, but Their final ending was much worse than that of Xiang He, a simple fallen angel. Most of them were destroyed in ashes, even their souls were gone.

Moreover, the process of a Fallen God going through the wind and thunder catastrophe is quite tragic. For example, Yuan Qinghui was tortured by the wind and thunder the last time he came down, and his soul was separated from his body under the extreme pain. Later, when he became an adult, he discovered that there were some nodes that he could not break through during his cultivation. , and then it took a lot of effort to get back my soul.As for Xianghe, although he has a deep foundation, he will not be in extreme pain when he falls like other gods, but after the wind and thunder calamity like now, there are only a few small wounds on his body that are not seriously injured, and it seems that no one has suffered How much pain, if you think about it carefully, it is indeed different from ordinary people.

"So, Xianghe, you have to practice from scratch, return to the Heavenly Palace again, and take back the throne that could have belonged to you. If Xianghe becomes the emperor of heaven, the world will definitely be better than it is now." Yuan Qinghui tilted his head and looked at Xianghe, his eyes It is countless trust and firmness.

Xianghe's eyes gradually cooled down, and the originally bright light in his eyes gradually cast a shadow after hearing Yuan Qinghui's words. He turned around and looked at the sunset with only a ray of light left: "Yes Ah, no matter how dazzling the sun used to be, there will always be a moment when it will become a sunset with no brilliance, and at that time, the world will no longer need him."

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