Tianshu: “…”
Chengying: “…”
Round-faced disciple: “…”
The moment Yan Qing hugged him, he felt like he was throwing himself into a pile of snow.
The material of Xie Shiyi's robe was luxurious and cold, woven with the finest silk in the world.
Elegant, slightly cool, and spotless.
As he cried and made a fuss, all the powder and rouge on his face were smeared on him.
Yan Qing was still screaming fearlessly: "Immortal Master, I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death!"
"… "
The disciples of the Immortal Alliance were stunned, their expressions as if struck by lightning. They had never encountered such a thing before, so they didn't know how to react - should they just grab the man away? Or should they yell at him, "How dare you?"
Although the Immortal Du Wei has a great reputation and has countless admirers, few people in the cultivation world are qualified to actually meet him. The people he has been dealing with all year round are either the leaders of the nine major sects or the three noble families of Zijinzhou, all of whom are cunning and vying for power. How could something like this happen
Yan Qing hugged Xie Shiyi's waist, crying while secretly looking up to glance at Xie Shiyi's expression.
But his gaze moved upwards little by little, past the snow-white collar, collarbone, and Adam's apple. Just as he saw Xie Shiyi's chin, he heard a very cold and indifferent voice in his ears.
"let go."
"Oh, OK!" Yan Qing immediately let go of his hand and sat upright in the peach blossoms. At the same time, he touched his face and made the ink and gouache on his face smudged together, turning into a flowery monkey.
Yan Qing looked up with tears in her eyes and finally met Xie Shiyi's gaze for the first time.
Xie Shiyi has a high nose bridge, pale lips, and cold eyes. His temperament is aloof and cold, and he is not worldly. It makes people feel that his eyes should be as clean and pure as glass. But when you really see him, you will find that his eyes are very deep and black, mysterious and cold, and contain all kinds of danger.
Yan Qing sniffled and sniffed, then said, "Thank you, Immortal Lord, for saving me."
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything.
"Oh my." Bu Zhi had just come back from the dead and woke up. He looked up and saw his master, who had a bad temper that made both humans and gods hate him, kneeling on the ground and crying pitifully. What was going on
Bu Zhi quickly flapped his wings and flew over: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"..." Yan Qing was waiting for Xie Shiyi's next reaction in fear, when he heard the frustrated voice in his ears.
Although all communications were automatically encrypted after he and Dezhi formed a pact, this is Xie Shiyi.
How could a genius that hasn't been seen in the world of cultivation for thousands of years not hear it
Sure enough, the next second when Buzhi approached, the quiet peach blossom powder on the ground vibrated slightly.
Before Xie Shiyi could move, murderous intent was already spreading all around him.
Yan Qing was really screwed by this stupid bird today. He was quick-witted again - when the little whirlwind collided with him, he rushed over and grabbed it in his hand, shouting, "Xianzun, be careful!"
Frustrated: “Hmm?!”
Yan Qing held Bu Zhi tightly and cast a Silence Spell on him. Then he quickly stood up and gave Xie Shiyi a flattering and worried smile: "Immortal Venerable, are you okay?"
Although his face was a mess of red and white, his peach blossom eyes were curved and his gaze was clear and penetrating.
Xie Shiyi finally lowered his eyes. The sword he held tightly in his hand turned into a stream of starlight and hid it in his sleeve.
Tianshu was afraid that he would kill someone in the next second, so he ran forward quickly and said, "Duwei Duwei, this little brother was just frightened, and the offense was unintentional, don't kill him!"
Xie Shiyi ignored Tianshu and asked calmly, "What's in your hand?"
Yan Qing: “Ah?”
Yan Qing's eyes widened, and he realized belatedly that he was asking about something that was not right.
The already precarious relationship between master and servant was immediately shattered into pieces. He stretched out his hands like offering a treasure and handed the dizzy Buzhi over: "Immortal, are you talking about it? Ah, it looks like a bat."
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "It has a nightmare."
"What?!" Yan Qing immediately revealed an exaggerated expression of fear, and said in disbelief: "Immortal Venerable, you said it has a nightmare?! Oh my God, it's so scary!"
In today's world, nightmares are the root of fear.
The Nightmare's slaughter of humans was inhumane. They were bloodthirsty, ate people, and took pleasure in tearing bones. Wherever the Nightmare revived, there would be blood flowing and corpses piled up.
Xie Shiyi asked again: "Is it yours?"
“No, no.” Yan Qing shook his head like a rattle: “I saw it rushing towards me, and I was afraid it would hurt the Immortal Master, so I reached out to grab it. If the Immortal Master wants it, then I’ll give it to you.”
The frustrated person who was silenced: “…” Silently complaining about his frustrated life.
Yan Qing stretched his hand further forward, revealing a brilliant smile in the spring sunshine: "Thank you Immortal Venerable for saving me. This is my thank you gift to you. It's a little ugly, I hope the Immortal Venerable won't dislike it."
Unsuccessful: “…” Angrily complaining about his unsuccessful life!!!
Xie Shiyi stretched out his hand. His hand was very beautiful, and his wrist bones stretched out from the piled sleeves, like frost and snow. Just when Yan Qing thought that he would fall into Xie Shiyi's hands and start his "big adventure".
Xie Shiyi's hand suddenly changed direction, passed Buzhi, and in an instant, brushed away his sleeve. His slender and cold fingers forcibly grasped his wrist without any resistance, and pulled it up.
Yan Qing was stunned. Xie Shiyi was very strong, and there seemed to be a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.
He raised his hand, revealing the chaotic red lines on it.
Xie Shiyi asked quietly, "Where did you get these threads?"
Yan Qing: “…” I feel numb.
In fact, he was not the only one who felt numb.
Tianshu is also numb.
The onlookers were also numb.
The skin on Xie Shiyi's palms was covered with thin calluses.
Yan Qing blinked, and then thought of a clever idea, squeezing out a few more tears and said, "Immortal, this is what my grandma gave me. When I was a child, the fortune teller said that I was doomed to die alone, so my grandma asked for this red thread specifically for me, saying that wearing it on my hand would bring me luck in love."
Xie Shiyi glanced at him calmly and asked calmly, "Where did you ask for it?"
Yan Qing closed his eyes and lied: "From a wandering Taoist priest."
Xie Shiyi: "A Taoist priest who travels around the world?"
Yan Qing: "Yes, that Taoist said he has traveled all over the world and has been everywhere."
Xie Shiyi: "What does a Taoist priest look like?"
Yan Qing: "I don't remember, but he was an old man who was talking nonsense."
Xie Shiyi asked: "What's your name?"
Yan Qing: "Yan, Yan Qing." Damn. Yan Qing almost bit off his tongue, luckily he reacted quickly. After such a series of questions, he suddenly asked a very ordinary question. When you are in a state of high tension, it is really easy to subconsciously start a conversation.
Yan Qing complained in his heart: Thank you, Yaoyao, you are so sinister.
Xie Shiyi asked: "Did your mother say when I can take it off?"
Yan Qing was still in shock and said weakly, "No, my mother didn't say that."
Yan Qing: “…”
turn out to be.
After a lot of preparation.
The last question is the fatal one.
After saying that, Yan Qing suddenly looked up, and as expected, he met Xie Shiyi's quietly lowered gaze. His dark eyes were bottomless, and there seemed to be a cold light flowing in the depths.
At this moment, Yan Qing finally understood why Tianshu Chengying and others were so afraid of Xie Shiyi.
Merciless, Glazed Heart. Xie Shiyi has never been the cold, taciturn, dull and wooden immortal as the secular stereotype suggests; on the contrary, he has a deep understanding of human nature and even uses it to perfection.
He was still too careless in front of him.
There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in the corners of Xie Shiyi's lips, and his tone was cold: "Grandma?"
Yan Qing simply threw herself at him again, and started to cry: "My Immortal Lord, please forgive me, I shouldn't have lied to you. But this rope is a demon, I didn't lie to you, I was afraid you would kill me. Oh, I wear this just because I want a Taoist partner, isn't this a red rope, it's auspicious, I've been wearing it for many years. Don't take it away, or I'll lose my Taoist partner."
"… "
All the people watching him were stunned by his fearless spirit.
Tianshu feels dizzy.
He felt like everything that had just happened was just a dream, so much so that he was still dizzy. Was this Xie Ying
He was not surprised at all that Xie Yingneng could expose the young man's lies. After all, Xie Yingneng had been hovering with the Nine Sects and Three Gates for so long, and was still sitting high up in the Xiaoyu Palace, so it was impossible for him to have a simple mind.
He was surprised that Xie Ying would waste his time and words on this young man.
Yan Qing was crying happily when she suddenly felt her chin being lifted again, this time by Xie Shiyi's hand.
The peach blossoms were crushed into fine snow, covering the ground with a thin layer of silver.
Xie Shiyi leaned over, his expression cold and emotionless, just looking at him quietly. He didn't have the cold and murderous look he had when facing everyone, nor did he have the scheming and calculating look he had just shown towards him.
Quiet and silent.
Yan Qing blinked away her tears.
Xie Shiyi said: "Don't cry."
Yan Qing sniffed: "Okay, Immortal Venerable, just don't kill me."
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Why would I kill you, my future Taoist partner?"
Yan Qing: “…”
Everyone: “…”
Xie Shiyi casually withdrew his hand and stood up, his black hair like a waterfall and his sleeves like clouds. At this moment, the cold wind swept through his hair, but it was like plum blossoms falling all over the Nanshan Mountain, spreading the loneliness and indifference of the years, day and night, deep into his bones.
Even if he is not satisfied and is banned from speaking, he can still use his body to rush and bump into others to express his dissatisfaction: "I am so angry, so angry, so angry..."
Yan Qing was a little absent-minded, with tears still condensed on her eyelashes. She pressed them firmly into her arms and whispered, "Don't move."
Although the Immortal Alliance disciples were still confused about the situation, they still stepped forward in an orderly manner and followed their duties: "Alliance Master, we have actually found the nightmare inside the Phoenix Demon Seed. What should we do?"
Xie Shiyi only said: "Open the secret realm."
The Immortal Alliance disciple was frustrated: "Then this nightmare..." He received Xie Shiyi's downcast eyes, and immediately bit his tongue, his expression cold and solemn: "Yes, I will obey your orders."
Xie Shiyi walked towards the back mountain, and the Buhui sword reappeared in his hand.
Yan Qing looked at his back, feeling a little dazed.
Did Xie Shiyi recognize him
You recognized it, didn’t you
Even if you don't recognize him, a blind person can see that he is abnormal.
If I recognized him, this reaction would be so wrong
In fact, they had met after they parted ways, and their last moments together were somewhat awkward. Shifang City, Red Lotus Pavilion.
This is also the reason why Yan Qing doesn't want to reveal his identity.
If he recognized him, Xie Shiyi would definitely not react like this. Xie Shiyi would probably feel a little hatred when he saw him... right
Maybe he was a little suspicious but too lazy to investigate further? Never mind, it doesn't matter whether it's true or not.
The corner of Xie Shiyi's clothes disappeared into the depths of the peach blossoms.
Yan Qing sighed and broke the curse of frustration.
Bu Zhi roared: "Ah, I saved you out of kindness! But you treated me like this! You ungrateful bastard! You have no conscience!"
Yan Qing patted the petals on its face and said, "Let me show you the peach blossoms."
Dezhi: "You let me fall on my face, so that Taohua can see me!"
Yan Qing smiled and said, "Does it look good?"
Frustrated: "It's not pretty."
Yan Qing thought for a moment, looked up at the peach blossoms all over the sky, and suddenly laughed, and said thoughtfully: "I gave Yin Wuwang and Luo Lin flowers, and then Xie Shiyi gave me a peach blossom."
Dezhi: "What's wrong? You all got flowers. So funny. Do you think I'd be envious?"
Yan Qing comforted it: "Don't be envious, it's just a flower. It will grow on your grave after you die."
Unsuccessful: “…”
Frustrated and angry, it used its little teeth to bite Yan Qing.
"Young Master." Tianshu had a complicated expression and came over to help him.
Yan Qing stood up and pushed his hair aside: "Elder Tianshu."
Tianshu's eyes were too complicated and he didn't know what to say.