"I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have stayed here to take care of me. During the last war, I asked you to stay and take care of me instead of helping the Sect Master and the others. I... I really feel guilty."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Qi Ming held An Xin's hand and comforted her in a gentle voice: "I volunteered to take care of you, and the sect master and the others also agreed. Besides, the sect master is so powerful, you can't just leave someone to take care of it, right? What if someone sneaks into the sect and tries to attack Wei to save Zhao? And the sect master asked me to stay not only to take care of you, but also because he trusts me, so he let me stay to take care of the sect. So don't worry too much, it has nothing to do with you."
"Well, thank you Qi Ming, you are so good to me, I really can't repay you. If I can, I will take care of you like a cow or a horse."
Qi Ming held An Xin's hand, raised his head and looked at her gently and seriously: "Have you forgotten? I said I don't want your gratitude, I should take care of you, and... and my feelings, don't you know?"
Seeing the deep affection in Qi Ming's eyes and hearing his words, An Xin knew how he felt about her. But now she was a useless person, while Qi Ming was a popular monk. Whether in life span or status, there was a huge difference. How could she be worthy of Qi Ming now
"I'm sorry Qi Ming, I..."
"Stop it. I understand. But I really don't care."
Qi Ming interrupted An Xin and confessed firmly and seriously: "My feelings for you are true, and I am willing to take care of you. Please don't reject me, okay?"
An Xin looked at the determination and seriousness in Qi Ming's eyes, and finally nodded: "Okay, as long as you don't despise me for being a waste, then I am willing to stay with you."
"Thank you."
Qi Ming hugged An Xin, and An Xin hugged him back.
The actions of Qi Ming and An Xin suddenly gave Yang Kun, who had not yet started practicing in the practice room, some insights.
Thinking of Qian Xinxin, Yang Xiaoyun, and other people, Yang Kun became even more determined.
No matter what, I will protect them!
After Yang Kun finished thinking, he began to practice under the guidance of the system.
A day passed by unknowingly, and Yang Kun ended his practice at the reminder of the system.
Yang Kun has been practicing in the acceleration formation for a hundred days. Although the effect is not great, it is better than nothing.
Yang Kun felt that his cultivation had reached the peak of the third level of Hexu, and he only needed an opportunity to advance to the fourth level.
If people knew about this speed, it would cause a burst of amazement.
However, Yang Kun did not intend to let anyone know that pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger was the best way. On the one hand, it could make the enemy relax and underestimate him, and catch him off guard. On the other hand, it could also avoid unnecessary trouble. Although the trouble was not serious, it would be annoying if there were too many, so Yang Kun continued to suppress his cultivation.
As soon as Yang Kun came out of retreat, he heard Yue Fengqing's accent, so after a simple wash, Yang Kun went to Yue Fengqing's cave.
As soon as Yang Kun entered the cave, he saw Monk Xuyun, Yue Fengqing, Qi Delong and others who had been waiting there.
"Amitabha, Donor Yang's strength has increased a lot. It seems that Donor Yang is indeed a genius."
Monk Xuyun could tell at a glance that Yang Kun's cultivation had increased a lot. It was not because he saw through Yang Kun's cultivation, but because he could not see through it, so he was sure that Yang Kun's cultivation had increased.