Heavenly practice

At that time, Shen Zhuo had just fallen outside Huangtian Mi, Long Xiang was seriously injured and was carried back to Qinyang Mountain by Chunhu, and Xue Junmi, who was still a boy at that time, was injured in a moment of desperation. Xuanyu left, turned around and intercepted Xue Junmi, and brought him to a forest three thousand miles away from Jiangyuan Ancient Desert.

At that time, Xue Junmi was just a young man who had not stepped into the Golden Core, with a young and handsome face, with pure light in his eyes, lying in his arms like that, but his brows were frowning, as if he was worried about him in his dream The group of brothers from the same sect.

Obviously he was just a child, Qin Huang poked his frowning brows with some evil taste, and jokingly said, "Shen Zhuo is dead, no one can protect you from now on, what are you going to do?"

"Well……"

As if hearing this sentence in a dream, Xue Junmi snorted in pain, and frowned even tighter.

Qin Huang withdrew his hand at once, and then felt strange, put him on the dry grass in the cave with a resentful expression, turned and went out.

When he came back, he was already awake. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the dry grass and meditating. His clean and calm eyes were quietly looking at him, shining sharply. Apart from his pale complexion, there was no trace of weakness.

Qin Huang raised his eyebrows, sat in front of him, and said with a smile, "Hey, are you awake? How do you feel?"

"Thank you."

Xue Junmi slowly adjusted the spiritual power in his body, and found that the serious injury in his body had been repaired to some extent, so he naturally guessed that it was the person in front of him who saved him.

It was rare for Qin Huang to hear him say thank you. He was in a good mood, and the smile on his face deepened, "Then how do you plan to repay me?"

Xue Junmi slowly opened his eyes and looked at him, "After I kill the demigod Changming, I will return this life to you."

Qin Huang's smile instantly froze on his face, and a burst of fire filled his heart, making him want to kill.

"Why, is your life so worthless? If I had known this, I would have watched you die." He asked with a sneer.

Xue Junmi didn't look at him, got up and left.

"You want to avenge Shen Zhuo?"

"..."

Xue Junmi's footsteps were not straight, and he continued to walk towards the entrance of the cave. Suddenly, a stream of air broke through the air from behind and hit his back.

Xue Junmi immediately stepped aside, but bumped into a hug, he raised his elbow and bumped into it, already holding the imperial sword in his hand.

The long sword came out of its sheath suddenly, turned around and stabbed.

The people behind snorted disdainfully, and saw that the sword suddenly stopped in the air, then moved down two inches, aiming at Xue Junmi's eyes.

Xue Junmi stared coldly at the sword that was close in front of him, and the strength in his hand did not loosen at all.

"Do you think I really won't kill you?"

Qin Huang hugged the man in his arms, and pulled him over to face him, "Although a man with a sword heart is rare in a hundred years, he is not unique. If I kill you, I will wait another thousand years for another 800 years—"

"Then kill me."

Xue Jun looked into his eyes coldly, without giving in at all.

Qin Huang looked at those eyes as if his heart was about to jump out, and he wondered whether he felt compromising because of Jian Xin or because of these eyes.

"Based on your current ability, I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter the gate of Santu Peak."

He reached behind Xue Junmi with his other hand, and flicked the sword hanging behind his head, the long sword trembled slightly, and the next moment he got back into the scabbard by himself.

Qin Huang withdrew his hand and pinched the young man's chin, condescendingly raised the corners of his mouth, "Look, you can't even hold your sword."

Xue Junmi just looked at him like that, and said after a long time, "I will defeat you, but I will never take you as my teacher."

Qin Huang was not surprised by his answer, but his eyes fell on his slightly parted thin lips, which were dry and chapped due to injury, but glowed sickly bright red.

His gaze deepened and his throat moved slightly.

Xue Junmi frowned, suddenly broke free from his shackles, stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

Qin Huang's scorching gaze was still suppressed, but he couldn't help laughing, "Actually, I don't necessarily want you to be a teacher, but... Forget it, you just need to promise me one condition, and I will avenge you, okay? "

Xue Junmi looked at him coldly, "That's your lord."

"It may not be."

Qin Huang had a playful smile in his eyes, "I am different from Xuanyu. I went to Santu Peak voluntarily, and I can leave on my own."

Xue Junmi looked at him for a while, then turned and left.

A folding fan appeared out of nowhere in Qin Huang's hand, and he followed up shaking, "Should you or shouldn't, should you just say something?"

Xue Junmi ignored him at all, Ji Feijian stepped up, and the person behind him also moved up, his entire chest stuck to his back.

Xue Junmi raised his hand in annoyance and bumped back.

"Oh!"

The person behind him gave an exaggerated cry, hugged his waist, and lay on his body with his head resting on his shoulders, and the hot and humid breath he exhaled hit his ears when he spoke.

Xue Junmi's eyes turned cold, a silver light flashed on his fingertips, and he swung back violently.

Qin Huang stepped back quickly, tapped his toes, put his hand on his shoulder, and his whole body was suspended in the air. Xue Junmi turned around and slashed into the air. The dagger in his hand was about to stab upwards, when suddenly the flying sword flew up from under his feet. He was caught off guard and fell backwards.

Qin Huang put his arms around his waist, hugged him into his arms, and looked at him with a smile, "Be careful."

"Even if you have nothing to do with Santu Peak, you are still the one I should rob. You and I are destined to be enemies." Xue Junmi pushed him away and took a step forward, making seals with both hands, and flew towards Qinyang Mountain with his sword.

Qin Huang stood firmly on the tail of the sword, his long hair was blown up by the strong wind, and his eyes fell on the tall and straight back of the young man in front of him.

Yu Jian flew very fast, almost reaching the limit of someone who was seriously injured. The wind whizzed by his side like a sharp blade, and his back trembled slightly.

"okay."

Qin Huang grabbed his hand expressionlessly and pulled it back.

Xue Junmi looked at him coldly, and raised his hand to draw his sword, but Qin Huang slapped the back of his hand without looking, and pushed the sword back.

"If you want to go back alive, be obedient and don't move." Qin Huang pulled him into his arms coldly,

Xue Junmi froze there, turned his head and saw a trace of impatience in the other person's eyebrows, then lowered his head in silence, stopped talking, and handed over the control of Yujian to him.

Qin Huang looked down, the young man's thin body was obediently huddled in his arms, his eyes were lowered, his black eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, with a rare fragility and cuteness, which made his heart soften inexplicably one time.

The corners of his mouth raised inaudibly, Qin Huang tightened his arms and pushed the man into his arms again, "A sudden wind hurts the body, if it hurts the bone marrow, then don't even think about holding a sword in the future."

The body in his arms froze, but he didn't break free after all, just nestled in his arms so silently.

Qin Huang felt that the feeling was very strange. Just leaning on his arms, this boy seemed to fill his heart. He was so satisfied that he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

However, in the end, he just bowed his head and kissed the top of the hair of the person in his arms.

I don't know if he found out, it should be that he didn't find out, otherwise he must be angry. He thought about it for a while and was grateful and disappointed.