Are you really going to such great lengths to become my Taoist partner
Yan Qing: “…”
What does this have to do with him? When he woke up, the original owner had already reached this step!
When Yan Qing first got along with Xie Shiyi in his previous life, he was either cold and sarcastic or sarcastic. He would never give in no matter what happened, and his love was more important than anything else. Unexpectedly, when he was reborn, he was directly beaten by his love. Haha.
Bai Xiaoxiao's fingers tightly grasped the gravel on the ground, his body trembling, and he didn't know what he was expecting. He raised his head again cautiously, and met Xie Shiyi's distant and thoughtful gaze.
The expectation in my heart disappeared in an instant.
His mind went blank, his breathing stopped, he shuddered, and his fingers were cut by the fine stone.
The sharp and burning pain was no match for the rumbling sound in the brain.
Bai Xiaoxiao looked pale, as if he had been suddenly taken out of the room, and found himself in an empty hall, with no one around, feeling hopeless and helpless. He bent down deeply, with only his face touching the smooth and cold steps.
A strong person above the Mahayana stage would have a natural aura of coercion. He had never been to Nanzezhou, nor had he met such a person, let alone... Xie Ying.
Yan Qing took a step back with dissatisfaction, choosing to pretend to be deaf and blind. He had already handed over the stage of Jinghong Palace to Bai Xiaoxiao, but he didn't expect that there were not enough people for him to dance, and he actually danced in front of Xie Shiyi. He didn't know whether he should praise him for his courage.
Xie Shiyi asked softly: "Why?"
This question is still directed to Yan Qing.
Yan Qing grabbed his unsatisfactory wings, almost swallowing his saliva, and turned his head: "Why?"
Xie Shiyi had previously treated the quarrel between Tianshu, Chengying, Hengbai, and others as a farce that was not going well, and had not taken it seriously. But even so, now that he had calmed down, he could easily deduce the cause of the incident.
"Token." Xie Shiyi said, "You got the token of Wangqing Sect, and your request is to marry me?"
Yan Qing's scalp tingled, but he maintained his composure. His peach blossom eyes were full of warnings, and he said cheekily, "Yes, Immortal Venerable Du Wei is famous throughout the world. Isn't it normal for me to admire him?" Shut up, shut up, shut up!
Seeing him warning her, Xie Shiyi's eyes lit up. The peach blossoms between her fingers fell in the wind, and she raised her lips and smiled again.
At this moment, everyone in the audience was stunned.
Tianshu's eyes almost popped out of his head, is this really his nephew? !
The tiny peach petals brushed against Bai Xiaoxiao's face. He was still in a daze when he felt the intense pain. The coldness of the petals penetrated deep into his bones, breaking his skin and flesh, causing blood to splatter.
"Ah!" He screamed in horror and knelt even deeper, not daring to look up.
Xie Shiyi suddenly said, "Give me your hand."
Yan Qing was in a bad mood and said angrily: "What are you doing?"
Xie Shiyi repeated quietly: "Hand."
Yan Qing was silent for a while, then stretched out a hand.
The red lines on his wrists were tangled and his palms were as white as jade.
Xie Shiyi wanted to touch him, but his fingertips paused in the air. He lowered his eyes, and a blood jade bead flew out from his snow-white sleeves and landed directly in Yan Qing's hand.
The moment Yan Qing saw the pearl, he blinked in confusion. In his previous life, he was also a god-transforming cultivator. As the young city lord of Shifang City, he was familiar with all kinds of natural treasures and divine and immortal artifacts. Yan Qing knew at once that this pearl was not an ordinary thing.
"What's this?"
Xie Shiyi said: "The Immortal Alliance's token, seeing it is like seeing me."
Yan Qing: “…”
He suddenly realized that the blood jade bead was not emitting cold air, but heat - so hot that he almost dropped it due to shaking hands!
Immortal Alliance token?! Xie Shiyi, do you know what you are talking about
A few days ago, Yan Qing was educated by the old man Tianshu about the Immortal Alliance and expressed his admiration for the pinnacle of power in the cultivation world. Unexpectedly, the Alliance Leader's Token fell into his hands. He was a disciple at the third level of Qi training, and suddenly he was above the nine sects and three families, and was in charge of life and death
Yan Qing, don’t do it.
He said, “Why are you giving me this?!”
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "If you want to ask me for anything, you don't have to go through the Wangqing Sect."
Yan Qing: “…”
Everyone: “…”
Xie Shiyi explained calmly: "I haven't been in the sect for many years, and no one in the Wangqing Sect has direct contact with me."
Yan Qing curled his lips, but still put the blood-red jade bead away.
I found a random red string on my wrist, threaded it through, and tied it around my hand.
Tianshu and Hengbai looked at each other, each of them was horrified by the other's expression. Tianshu felt that he was really old, he couldn't stand steadily, and almost fainted again.
-The people of Huichun Sect did not know the status of Daoxian League in Nanzezhou, but no one knew better than them what the blood jade bead represented!
Yan Qing couldn't stand the gazes of these people, so he raised his hand and said, "After tossing and turning all night, I'm going to go back to bed first."
Xie Shiyi then thought of something and raised his eyes: "Sleeping?"
Yan Qing: “Yes.”
Xie Shiyi asked casually: "You haven't established your foundation yet?"
Yan Qing felt humiliated: "Yes."
He is worthy of being the top of the Qingyun list. I haven't come across someone with his level of cultivation for hundreds of years, and I still have to say something bad about him!
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Bai Xiaoxiao's face and hands were covered in blood. She was speechless at that moment and her body was shaking violently on the ground.
The string in his brain snapped with a "click". All the grievances, dissatisfaction and anger were like a slap in the face, slapping his brain and making it vibrate.
His tears froze, as he realized that the thing he had been worrying about was actually happening to him in his heart.
Token. Token.
—No one from the Wangqing Sect has contacted me directly.
Bai Xiaoxiao felt as if struck by lightning. Her fingers curled up little by little, and she wished she could just turn into dust.
Yan Qing was about to run away. The scene of him and Xie Shiyi being so polite and courteous was really scary. Maybe Xie Shiyi didn't know how to get along with him for a while.
Yan Qing was about to run away with his arms around Zhigang, but when he turned around, he bumped into Cheng Ying and his group who had hurried over because of the collapse of the Dongxu Secret Realm.
Cheng Ying's face turned pale, he suppressed his anger and said sternly: "Xie Ying, you have actually come out of Zixiao's secret realm. Have you found out the result? If you have, open this formation and let us go back."
Behind him were Yin Wuwang and some disciples of Liuguang Sect.
Xie Shiyi looked up at him in the moonlight. He was dressed in snow-white clothes and had black hair, and his appearance was unparalleled. He looked calm and said casually, "Elder Chengying, before you leave, answer me a question."
Chengying felt a chill on his back as soon as he heard his voice: "What do you want to ask?"
Xie Shiyi said: "Why are you in this situation? Let Yin Wuwang answer it." His voice was very faint, but it was like a chilly wind, blocking everyone's retreat.
When Yin Wuwang heard this, his face turned pale and his breathing became rapid.
He and Xie Ying are of the same generation, but there is a huge difference between them.
Xie Ying's identity, cultivation, and power meant that they were destined to have no dealings with him. He was even a little afraid of dealing with Xie Ying.
Chengying took a step forward and protected Yin Wuwang behind him, his face twisted: "Why should our young master answer? Xie Ying, don't go too far - ugh!"
Cheng Ying's pupils suddenly contracted, he groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and knelt down. He covered his chest and looked up at Xie Ying in disbelief. All the words he said stopped when he met Xie Ying's deep black eyes.
There seemed to be a cold purple light in the depths of Xie Shiyi's eyes, and he said, "I don't like to repeat myself."
Chengying's teeth were clattering, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were all blood red.
He originally thought that coming to Huichun Sect and running into Tianshu and Hengbai from Wangqing Sect was bad luck, but he didn't expect that the real nightmare would happen behind him.
A nightmare that shrouds the entire upper heaven!
"Elder, let me do it."
Yin Wuwang clenched his fists, stepped out from behind, and spoke in a hoarse voice. He was already covered in wounds, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and the red water chestnut between his eyebrows was the symbol of the Yin family, becoming the only color on his face.
Yin Wuwang took a deep breath and said, "I... I came here for the opportunity."
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything.
Yin Wuwang realized that he had never lied to Xie Ying. It was only at this moment that Yin Wuwang finally understood why his mother refused to tell him anything except the location of the Huichun Sect, and even refused to let him bring anyone with her. Perhaps she was afraid of what she would see.
In the intricate power center of the upper world, the game between these people was full of illusions, truth and falsehood, and he couldn't even get on the chessboard.
He said in a hoarse voice: "My mother told me that there would be a secret place here. I came from Nanzezhou just to find it. As for the rest, I don't know anything. I really don't know anything. My mother didn't tell me anything."
Chengying had a capricious personality and was extremely protective of his people. When he saw Yin Wuwang's back, he felt like vomiting blood. His eyes, filled with resentment, turned, and he stretched out his big hand, throwing a trembling Liuguang sect disciple next to him out.
"You tell me!" Cheng Ying said sternly, gritting his teeth, "You tell me! You tell the leader of the Immortal Alliance why we are in this situation!"
The disciple was thrown over by Chengying and fell to his knees in front of Xie Ying. His heart was still bleeding and he knelt down in shock, crying like rain: "Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable, please spare my life, Immortal Venerable, please spare my life."
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes to look at him, his expression calm, and said softly: "Well, you go on."
There was not a trace of sympathy, nor any hesitation.
Chengying's ruthlessness is obvious, while Xie Shiyi's ruthlessness is obvious.
The Liuguang Sect disciple was almost frightened and cried, "Immortal Venerable, we came here specially to pick up the young sect master. The young sect master was killed by the Huichun Sect here. We followed Elder Chengying to take him home. This is what happened."
The disciple of Liuguang Sect kowtowed heavily: "Immortal Lord! I have not concealed anything! If I had concealed even a little, I would have been struck by lightning and died miserably! Immortal Lord, please spare my life! Immortal Lord, please spare my life!"
The whole place was silent. Everyone was once again choked by the fear they had experienced, and dared not breathe.
In fact, to be fair, Xie Ying's aura today was a little softer than that day in Peach Blossom Valley, like a spring breeze and drizzle, but even so, it was still frightening.
Chengying's eyes were red: "Xie Ying! You can let us go now!"
Xie Shiyi murmured, with a strong hint of sarcasm at the end: "No, I'm not satisfied."
One word can cause a thousand waves.
Chengying finally broke down: "Xie Ying! What on earth do you want!" He was like a trapped beast: "What on earth do you want to do to let us go!"
Xie Shiyi ignored him. The peach blossoms on his fingertips gathered with cold light and chilliness, forming a thin line that whizzed straight through and poured into the red lotus mark between Yin Wuwang's eyebrows.
That is the lifeline of the main line of the Yin family of Liuguang Sect—
Peach blossom enters the life gate!
At this moment, there was probably a gust of evil wind carrying peach blossoms blowing through the forbidden area of the Liuguang Sect’s ancestral hall!
Chengying was speechless and his fingers were shaking.
He thought thanking him would be a lunatic.
Although his thanks were ruthless and cold, it was also the first time that he truly came into contact with the young Lord of Xiaoyu Palace.
He was not satisfied with the answer. He really would not ask a second time, and he directly passed everyone and pointed his sword at Liuguang Zong.
Xie Shiyi turned and left. His black hair and white clothes seemed to be shining brightly under the moonlight, clean and flawless. The order he left behind was cold and did not allow any objection: "Within three days, ask Yin Lie to come to Xiaoyu Palace to see me and give me an answer that satisfies me."
Yin Lie. The name of the current leader of Liuguang Sect.
Yin Wuwang covered his forehead and sat down in disbelief: "Elder, what is that? What was that just now?" He seemed to be drowning in the sea, desperate and helpless, and hurriedly grabbed Chengying's hand: "Elder, what was that just now! Xie Ying put something between my eyebrows!"
Chengying showed a trace of fear: "No regrets sword intent."
His voice trembled: "Young Sect Master, you should hurry back and tell the Sect Master about this. Otherwise, your soul will be scattered within three days."
As the words "soul torn to pieces" fell to the ground, Yin Wuwang completely collapsed. He grabbed the ground, his nails turning white and blue.
Yan Qing was holding Bu Xiaozhi and watching all this, and felt firsthand how Bu Xiaozhi's body gradually became stiff. It originally felt that the cage was stuffy, so it used its teeth to grind a hole for a long time and finally got out.
As a result, before I could even notice it for a while, I wanted to go back again.
Damn it... the world outside is so scary.
Bu Zhi thought about it and asked tentatively: "Is this the thing he put in my stomach before?"
Yan Qing smiled and said, "Not bad, you have improved and become smarter."
Unwilling to say: “…”
Bu Zhi butted his head against Yan Qing, speaking incoherently: "I told you to stay away from him! Stay away from him! Stay away from him!"
Yan Qing held his head and complained, "Why are you so timid? Don't worry, you won't die."
At this time, Xie Shiyi came over, saw that he was still standing there, put away his sword and asked calmly: "Didn't you find a place to sleep?"
Yan Qing was too embarrassed to say that he was engrossed in the show, so he nodded: "That's right."
Xie Shiyi was silent for a moment, then said, "Follow me."
Yan Qing: “Yeah.”
In front of the Dongxu Secret Realm, a group of people knelt down in a black mass, and they were all dumbfounded.
They just watched as the useless Qi training student holding an ugly bat easily followed Xie Ying.
Yan Qing turned around and looked at the people with pale faces. He moved the red line lightly with his fingers, and his expression was gloomy...
In charge of killing, not bound by rules.
This identity is more like a god and more like a devil.
Xie Shiyi is a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, so it is easy for him to create a room for rest.
Yan Qing felt that if it wasn’t for him saying “sleep”.
Xie Shiyi should open the cage formation directly and leave this broken place tonight.
Yan Qing suddenly became curious and asked, "Xie Shiyi, what does Xiaoyu Palace look like?" He didn't know why. Although he had never seen it, he could already imagine what a luxurious and cold place it was.
Xie Shiyi looked at him and asked, "Do you want to see him?"
Yan Qing was afraid that he would conjure up a Xiaoyu Palace, so she declined, "I'll watch it when I have a chance, but I don't want to sleep right now."
Xie Shiyi withdrew his gaze.
Then the clouds and mist dissipated, and a place that was familiar to Yan Qing appeared in front of him.
It's not very shabby, but not very luxurious either.
Yan Qing's face showed a look of realization, and he said: "That's it."
There were green tiles and white walls, a large banana tree planted by the window, and a silver bell tied with a red string hung on the eaves, which rang softly when the wind blew.
They lived in many places.
Good, bad, old, new.
From a pitiful girl living in the rainy backyard of Xie's mansion, to a proud girl admired by everyone in the city, to her identity being revealed, falling into disgrace, and starting over again.
Yan Qing thought back to his previous life, and many of his memories were of quarrels with Xie Shiyi. Through those quarrels and disputes, they really went through countless ups and downs in life.
Yan Qing looked around and sneered: "It's actually the wing room of the Ascension Pavilion. This must have been when you were seven or eight years old, right? Wow, you are so nostalgic, why don't you go back a little bit and just conjure up the same shabby house you lived in when you were five years old."
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Come out, you're going to sleep on the roof."
Yan Qing ignored the teasing in his tone and mocked: "It's as if you didn't sleep on the roof at that time."
The roof of the house in the backyard of Xie's house was covered with vines and insects. The bottom was full of snakes, rats, insects and ants, and it was not sleepy at all. So in the summer, they preferred to stay on the roof.
but.
Yan Qing's eyes fell on Xie Shiyi's robe. He was attracted by the beautiful silk gauze, every stitch and thread of which was shining brightly.
He twitched the corner of his mouth.
Xie Shiyi used to have mysophobia, but he would not be too pretentious in order to survive. But now, the mysophobia that was suppressed in the past has become worse.
Not to mention sleeping on the roof, even coming to the shabby place of Huichun Sect with little spiritual energy, he would feel disgusted by the dust.
When the topic was brought up, there was a brief exchange of words, followed by a long silence.
In this wing of Dengxian Pavilion, there is only a very long table with two chairs.
The table and chairs were all made by himself. Yan Qing's fingers touched a scratch on the corner of the table, and there was a number written childishly on it, just like the floor plan, "11".
It was written by Yan Qing.
Xie Shiyi would never admit that this word was his name. He even pretended not to hear Yan Qing's "Yaoyao" when she yelled to anger him. He couldn't bear it any longer, so he blocked his ears with something.
When revisiting the old place, everyone has an unpredictable look on their face.
Hundreds of years have passed in between, and no one is the same young man who simply wanted to live a good life.
After all the trouble he had gone through earlier, he was already very sleepy and fell into a deep sleep the moment he came in. Yan Qing was worried.
Yan Qing thought it was in the way and just threw it on the ground.
Xie Shiyi suddenly asked: "Why do you want to go to Nanzezhou?"
After the two confessed their feelings, this was the first question Xie Shiyi asked about his rebirth.
Yan Qing was stunned for a moment.
Xie Shiyi didn't ask how he was reborn? He didn't ask how long he had been reborn? He asked why he went to Nanzezhou
What kind of brain circuit
Xie Shiyi sat at the table, not urging him, quietly waiting for him to speak. His black hair hung on the table, illuminated by the candlelight, and the coldness between his brows seemed to have faded a little, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
Yan Qing thought for a moment and said, "Why do you ask this?"
Xie Shiyi smiled indifferently, but her eyes were full of interest. She stared at him: "Otherwise, it's Nanzezhou. Are you really going to marry me?"
Yan Qing: “…”
You know what, it’s true.
But Yan Qing refused to admit it. He looked away, playing with the red thread between his fingers, and said casually, "I just want to take a look at the nine major sects."
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing talked about everything as soon as he had an idea, saying, "I haven't left the Demon Realm before, and now I finally have the chance, so I'd like to see the scenery of the Upper Heaven."
Xie Shiyi: "Yeah." He finished speaking, pointed his finger at the table, his eyelashes reflecting the candlelight, and said calmly: "Among the nine major sects in Nanzezhou, Wangqing Sect may be the place with the best scenery."
Yan Qing: “Hmm?”
Xie Shiyi said: "You can come back with me."
Yan Qing then realized that Xie Shiyi was the one who planned it for him. In fact, the mess caused by the token of Wangqing Sect was not even a joke for Xie Shiyi.
Yan Qing was surprised: "Don't you live in the Wangqing Sect?"
The only place where one can actually see Xie Shiyi is probably Xiaoyu Palace.
Xie Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then said calmly, "I'm coming out of seclusion and will stay at the sect for a while."
Yan Qing: "Oh." He thought of Jing Ruyu's words and was quite curious: "You have been in seclusion for a hundred years, is it to break through the peak of the Spiritualization Realm?"
When Xie Shiyi heard what he said, he thought of something and said, "Let's go."
Yan Qing was surprised to see him answer every question, and couldn't help but ask another question after a while: "Then Xie Shiyi... in what capacity did I follow you back to Wangqing Sect?"
Xie Shiyi raised his eyes and threw this question to him lightly: "What identity do you want to be?"
Yan Qing smiled slightly, not very sincerely: "Of course I want to join the sect legitimately. You are the Immortal Venerable Du Wei. I heard that your Wangqing Sect's disciples are extremely strict in selection. Only the 100-year-old Yuanying will be accepted, and only those with heavenly spiritual roots will be accepted. Immortal Venerable, it seems that my qualifications are not enough to enter?"
Xie Shiyi followed suit: "It's true that there is no way to go any further."
Yan Qing: “…”
Did I ask you to comment on my qualifications? ! ! I asked you to give me a backdoor! ! !
Xie Shiyi suddenly spoke quietly again: "Yan Qing."
Yan Qing: "What?"
Xie Shiyi looked at him quietly with his dark eyes, his expression was the coldness that Yan Qing was familiar with, but the content of his words seemed very distant. Perhaps he rarely said these things to others, his voice was cold, and he spoke very slowly. Even if every word he said was a huge thing that could change the world in the eyes of outsiders, when he spoke it, it was as light as the moonlight.
"The nine major sects in Nanzezhou are fighting for power. They have joined forces with the Qin family of Meishan, the Xiao family of Lingqu, and the Weisheng family of Canghai. They have objections to the matter of removing nightmares. They have established 480 temples to fight against the Immortal Alliance. Your current cultivation has not recovered. If you are related to me now, you will definitely be targeted by them."
Yan Qing was puzzled: "So?"
Xie Shiyi said: "If you go to Nanzezhou, stay by my side."
Yan Qing: “Oh.”
Yan Qing said sarcastically: "Isn't the key to the problem that I can't enter the Forget Love Sect?"
When Xie Shiyi heard his question, he said, "No, you now have a most legitimate identity."
Yan Qing: “…”
After going around in circles, we ended up back at the beginning?
It's really hard for Xie Shiyi. Actually, there is no need to go through so much trouble.
But Yan Qing couldn't help but say: His original intention of staying here was to go along with this marriage. That would be too embarrassing.
Yan Qing was silent for a moment, and then asked in a pretentious tone, "Are you talking about this marriage?"
Xie Shiyi said casually: "Yeah."
Yan Qing also pretended to be unhappy: "...That's fine."
Xie Shiyi dropped his hands from the table, put them into his sleeves, and spoke again: "Your cultivation..."
Yan Qing was stunned when he saw something, and said in a hurry: "Wait, Xie Shiyi, don't move." After he finished speaking, he rushed over and his fingers fell on Xie Shiyi's eyelashes. In an instant, the red tassel on his wrist fell down and brushed Xie Shiyi's cheek. With it, there was also the cold fragrance that Yan Qing had stained with the peach blossoms in the sky during the day.
Xie Shiyi: “…”
Xie Shiyi's previous calmness collapsed, and his voice was as cold as jade as he said, "Let go."
Yan Qing only said: "Your eyes."
That green blood-stained nightmare was a curse from the devil, transcending all life and death. Even if it was from Zixiao's memories, it might not be without influence.
Yan Qing supported his shoulder with one hand and placed the other hand on his eyes. He leaned over and stared at his pupils with a serious expression.
Cicadas chirped among the banana leaves outside, and the bells on the eaves tinkled non-stop.
Xie Shiyi seldom raised his head. He sat on the Jade Palace of the Heaven, and the only thing next to him was the lonely wind and snow of a hundred years.
But at this moment, because of Yan Qing's posture, he couldn't help but raise his head. His black hair fell backwards, and his dark purple pupils were like thin ice, surging with emotions that no one had ever understood. He was in his old house when he was young, looking up at his old friend when he was young.
Yan Qing had already cleaned up the mess on his face after the first time he acted crazy. His black hair fell down, revealing his fragile white neck. He did not notice the ambiguous atmosphere. From the moment the nightmare appeared, he felt heavy.
Xie Shiyi's eyes are clearly black and white, bright and pure.
A trace of green blood appeared from the center of his pupil and slowly spread out.
"Just bear with it for a while."
After Yan Qing finished speaking, a red line passed through his fingers and the phantom went directly into Xie Shiyi's eyes.
Xie Shiyi didn't move at all.
The green blood of the demon species encountered the soul thread and began to panic, but it could not escape at all. The green blood flowed out along the soul thread, screaming with a nightmare, and finally fell into the air, fell to the ground, and was completely destroyed by the sword intent of no regrets scattered in the air.
Yan Qing muttered, "Huai Ming's evil magic is really hard to defend against."
He solved the nightmare and asked Xie Shiyi, "What happened to you?"
After saying this, Yan Qing was stunned. Only after he finished the job did he realize that there was something wrong with his posture. He was too close to Xie Shiyi, like he was approaching a handful of snow.
Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, took back the hand that was pressing on his shoulder, took a step back, tried his best to hide the unhappiness in his heart, and said casually: "Don't be angry, isn't this helping you?"
His hand was about to leave Xie Shiyi's face, but the moment he left, it was held.
The red soul thread on the wrist is intertwined between the fingers of each person. The cicadas outside the wing room of Dengxian Pavilion are chirping more and more intense every summer. The house that has changed after the cultivation of the Spiritual Transformation Stage perfectly reproduces every minute and minute memory of the past, including the flowers outside the window and the bells on the eaves.
Yan Qing stared at Xie Shiyi in a daze.
But Xie Shiyi said in a very calm tone: "Yan Qing, I can't see anymore."
Yan Qing was shocked: "What?!"
Yan Qing's face turned pale, and he looked at Xie Shiyi's eyes again. He found that although the silk nightmare had been taken out, the soul silk was originally a thing of the devil, and Xie Shiyi's eyes had been injured at the same time.
Now those cold eyes were indeed covered with a layer of fog.
After examining it carefully, Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said awkwardly, "It's okay, it's not a big problem. This is probably the sequelae. You won't be blind for a few days."
Xie Shiyi was still holding his hand, but after hearing these words, he understood what they meant.
"You are such a good doctor."
The familiar mocking tone immediately made Yan Qing furious, and he blurted out: "Is this how you talk to your benefactor?"
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "I want to see Yin Lie in three days."
Yan Qing: "Then, then, it should be okay."
Xie Shiyi asked stubbornly: "What about before this?"
Yan Qing simply said: "It's not like you haven't been blind before! What are you afraid of!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
Xie Shiyi raised his head, his eyes were covered with a layer of dark light, which restrained the coldness that penetrated people's hearts and revealed a sense of tranquility.
Yan Qing suddenly thought of the boy on the roof covered with black silk, who was quietly learning to fly a sword.
Although, the current Xie Shiyi would definitely not be so clumsy.
He is even the best swordsman in the world.
But Yan Qing still had a playful mood in his heart, so he leaned over and said, "It's okay."
His face was full of sarcasm, and he said: "Immortal Venerable, I see it, I will guide you."