Yan Qing: “…”
Oh! It's really hard for you! You condescended to watch me act crazy for so long.
Is it that serious? His acting is bad, so why do you have to criticize him
Yan Qing chuckled.
But when I think of Jing Ruyu's performance, which seemed real and fake, and full of love and hate.
Yan Qing recalled his own performance and remained strangely silent for a while.
He hugged the cage and chose to change the subject awkwardly: "Why did you enter this secret place?"
Xie Shiyi said: "Look for clues about the Qin family."
Yan Qing: "Qin family?"
Xie Shiyi nodded: "Yes. Zijinzhou, Meishan Qin family, the phoenix should be their doing."
Yan Qing recalled what happened before and reminded him, “This Phoenix Demon Seed has the technique to control nightmares.”
Xie Shiyi: “Okay.”
Yan Qing: "I suspect the Qin family has a connection with the Demon Realm."
Xie Shiyi: “Okay.”
A green maple leaf fell before his eyes, and then there was another long silence.
Yan Qing was a little dazed, his fingers resting on the ice cage. After talking about these seemingly important yet irrelevant words, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
He absentmindedly stroked his frustrated wings, his gaze wandering to the maple forest in front of him.
After he and Xie Shiyi separated from the Land of Gods in their previous life, it was as if an invisible barrier had been erected, separating the close and playful years they had previously shared, and replacing them with strangers on different paths. When they met again in Shifang City, the city was filled with dangers and ambushes, so they were in no mood to reminisce.
Unexpectedly, this was the first time that the two of them walked a distance in peace.
He got rid of the demon god and the identity of the young city lord of Shifang City. He was free and carefree. When he calmed down, he found that he had nothing to say to the old people he was most familiar with.
The golden sunlight passed through the maple leaves, and Yan Qing was slightly dazed.
Frustrated, he bit the railing with his teeth. Even if he was not very tactful, he could tell that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He swung his eyes left and right, but he was still afraid of Xie Shiyi, so he chose to droop his wings, lie on the ground, and swallow all the words he wanted to say.
Passing through the green maple forest, he came to the long tunnel he had come from, which was also the exit. The exit was damp and dark, with blue butterflies flying vividly inside.
Yan Qing was about to say something.
Suddenly, Xie Shiyi spoke up and asked him calmly, "What about you? Have you finished what you wanted to do when you came in?"
Yan Qing: “Ah?”
Xie Shiyi was very patient: "You go into the Dongxu Secret Realm."
Yan Qing once again brought out his Desperate Cultivation: "No, I came here to find out what this bat is. However, I didn't expect that this bat was not worth mentioning in Zixiao's memories, and not even a shadow appeared."
Frustrated: “…” Nothing to say, just continued to hold the railing and grind his teeth.
Xie Shiyi paused for a moment and took the cage from Yan Qing.
His fingers extended from his snowy sleeves in the darkness, pale and slender. The frustrated bird, who was concentrating on biting the cage, was stiff, and tears almost flew out of his red eyes.
Wuu ...
Xie Shiyi lowered his brows, and the vast and powerful spiritual power of the Spiritual Transformation Stage was directly injected into Bu Buzhi's body.
If you are not successful in life, you will feel meaningless and your stomach will feel cold and you will die.
Yan Qing asked curiously, "Did you find anything?"
Xie Shiyi said: "No."
Yan Qing took it back without success, as expected: "I have always felt that his stomach is like a black hole that can swallow anything."
Xie Shiyi said: "Take it back to Nanzezhou, maybe there will be a way."
Yan Qing: “Yeah.”
Wait, Nanzezhou. When Yan Qing heard him mention returning to Nanzezhou, his thoughts were pulled away from the current quiet environment and he thought about everything that had happened before.
—Luo Linhua, Rejuvenation Sect, token, marriage, Bai Xiaoxiao.
"… "
He didn't think anything of it before, but after revealing his identity to Xie Shiyi, Yan Qing's blood froze. He pulled the red string with his fingers, feeling depressed and irritated.
When they separated, they wanted to kill each other with their own hands, thinking that they would never see each other again in this life. What are they now
Like an enemy, like a friend; like a relative, like an enemy.
Yan Qing said: "Thank you for knowing the clothes."
Yan Qing had just finished calling his name when he suddenly realized that he had left the Dongxu Secret Realm and the sky was visible.
There was a large crowd of people standing outside.
It was still night, and under the cold moonlight, the peach blossoms looked like snow. Bai Xiaoxiao was kneeling on the ground, and in front of him were the furious leader of the Huichun Sect and Huai Xu.
The clan leader was so angry that his face turned red: "Luo Linhua was originally taken by Yan Qing, what does it have to do with you! What are you pitying?!"
"well."
Tianshu now gets a headache when he sees the little kid crying, so he chooses to ignore it so as not to be upset.
Bai Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "But the token is mine! It was Yan Qing who used his power to force me to hand over the token! And then he shamelessly made demands to the Wangqing Sect! He tried his best to become a Taoist partner with Du Wei Xianzun! But on what basis? On what basis did Yan Qing do that?!"
Bai Xiaoxiao closed his eyes after he finished speaking, thinking that the sect master would be unable to bear it and slap him in the face. But unexpectedly, the pain did not subside. Bai Xiaoxiao opened his eyes and saw that everyone in front of him was like petrified, with eyes wide open, bodies stiff, and motionless.
The cool breeze rolled up the peach blossoms on the ground, and the moonlight brought the familiar cool breath that was engraved deep in people's soul memories when they first saw it under the peach blossoms.
Bai Xiaoxiao noticed something, his face turned pale and he turned around.
As far as the eye can see, all you can see is the snow-colored robe in the distance.
Bai Xiaoxiao was speechless, her body trembling as she crawled on the ground, "Immortal, Immortal Venerable..."
All sorts of emotions surged into my heart at once: fear, amazement, and admiration.
But what followed was secret pride and the joy of seeing all the grievances come to light.
Du Wei Xian Zun heard it, Du Wei Xian Zun heard it...
He heard it.
He knew the token was his!
He knew that Yan Qing was a shameless villain who tried to steal the credit!
He knew Yan Qing’s true hypocritical and vicious face!
Yan Qing: “…”
Yan Qing can only torture himself to no avail.
A peach blossom flew past his temples and fell into the hands of Xie Shiyi behind him.
Xie Shiyi took the peach blossom in his palm and looked at it quietly with his eyes downcast. After a long silence, he chuckled softly.
He opened his mouth, and his voice was very soft, as ethereal and faint as mist and fine snow.
"You really went to so much trouble to become my Taoist partner?"