Qiao Xuan followed Jiang Weiqing step by step, returned to Jiang Weiqing's room, and sat down obediently like a puppet.
Looking at Jiang Weiqing's gentle expression, he felt horrified. It was unlucky enough to have his wife killed to testify. Who would have thought that after his own death, Jiang Weiqing would goug his own eyes and smack his own soul, blending into his natal spirit sword. Be one with him...
This is no longer an ordinary neuropathy that can be described, this is a perverted neuropathy MAX! ! !
Do you really think it's not illegal for a psychopath to kill someone
Qiao Xuan was angry, angry and panicked, gnashing his teeth, but couldn't say a word.
The despicable wretch!
You can't even dream of such a trick, okay? Only then was it impossible to guard against it.
Qiao Xuan looked at Jiang Weiqing coldly, pretending that he was not afraid, and his momentum was determined not to lose!
Jiang Weiqing looked at the young man's resentful and cold eyes, chuckled and shook his head, and said in a doting tone, "Aren't you happy?"
Of course I'm not happy!
Jiang Weiqing raised his hand, gently stroked the young man's hair, shook his head and said: "Before you lost your temper, I always spoiled you, spoiled you, and let you do whatever you want... But this time it won't work, this time, you have to be obedient A little, huh?"
Listen to your sister!
Qiao Xuan was so angry that he almost lost his temper.
Jiang Weiqing sat down in front of Qiao Xuan, and then Qiao Xuan found himself standing up suddenly, picked up the comb by his side, and gently combed Jiang Weiqing's hair.
Comb comb.
As soon as Jiang Weiqing grasped Qiao Xuan's hand, he lightly kissed him on the back of his hand, his eyes were nostalgic, and his tone was low and hoarse: "You used to like to comb my hair the most. I said no, but you smiled and said you liked it. I will follow you, in fact, you are willing to be close to me, I am really happy... "
He paused as he spoke, then his voice suddenly softened, "Ah Xuan, did you really love me?"
Qiao Xuan's hand was held by Jiang Weiqing, feeling the warmth from the other's palm, but only felt cold all over.
Jiang Wei said calmly: "Hua Lan, Gou Yao, Shu Chen... Besides the three of them, who else is there?"
Qiao Xuan was shocked, Shu Chen, have you guessed it? Shuchen himself doesn't know...
What the hell kind of insight is this...
Qiao Xuan suddenly felt a strange feeling. He opened his mouth and tried it, and found that he could speak.
With Jiang Weiqing's meticulous thinking, since he allowed himself to speak, it was useless to call for help, so Qiao Xuan gave up this idea and said coldly: "Why should I tell you."
Jiang Weiqing gently pulled Qiao Xuan into his arms, stared deeply into his eyes for a long time, smiled in relief, and said softly: "Yes, three, four, five... what's the difference? At least you are now by my side."
Qiao Xuan: "..." Don't be like this, I'm afraid.
Jiang Weiqing approached slightly, seemingly curious: "Did you really love them when you were with them?"
Seeing that Qiao Xuan didn't answer, Jiang Weiqing was not annoyed, and instead asked: "What about them? Do they love you as much as I do?"
Qiao Xuan couldn't bear these words, and his voice sneered: "Do you love me? Love so much that you want to kill me?"
Jiang Weiqing finally showed his wounded look, and gave a low self-deprecating laugh, "You can hate me and blame me, but you can't question my intentions, we will live and die together and never be separated, I did it, I said we will never be separated..."
Qiao Xuan cursed angrily: "Who wants to be with you forever! You fucking—"
As he talked, he saw Jiang Weiqing's eyes darken, and he choked in fright. The hero didn't suffer from the loss in front of him, and his eyes turned red, and he accused: "You are a genius who is rare in a thousand years, and the only one who is expected to ascend to the immortal world. I am What? I am a good-for-nothing known to the entire world of cultivating immortals, everyone knows that I cannot ascend, and you want me to ascend with you, have you ever thought about the possibility of this?"
The gloomy look in Jiang Weiqing's eyes slowly faded away, his thin lips parted slightly, his expression somber: "But you, you never even tried to keep me..."
Qiao Xuan: "..."
If I had known that he would cry, make trouble and hang himself three times back then, maybe Jiang Weiqing would just leave and not kill him if he got annoyed.
... ... ...
Xueming got up to take a look, only to find that the little slave had gone out at some time, it was spinning around in anger, it must be Shu Chen who brought Qiao Xuan out.
Xue Ming was about to go out to look for it, but found that Shu Chen came back alone, Xue Ming suddenly said angrily, "Where is Qiao Xuan?"
Shu Chen showed surprise, and then his face changed: "Qiao Xuan hasn't come back yet?"
Xueming's eyes turned cold, and he ran out directly.
Shuchen was also a little anxious, realized something was wrong, thought about it, sent a message to Taichu, and chased Xueming out.
... ... ...
Qiao Xuan slept very deeply, with a heavy body, and after an unknown amount of time, he woke up slowly and found that he was no longer in the previous room.
That's right, Jiang Weiqing kidnapped herself quietly, in order not to be discovered, she will definitely take herself away as soon as possible.
I just don't know where it is
After a while, Jiang Weiqing lifted the door curtain and walked in with a bowl in his hand. With a smile in his eyes and a gentle face, he said softly, "Get up and eat, Ah Xuan."
For a moment, Qiao Xuan was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the past.
At that time, I and Jiang Weiqing were Taoist couples, and I liked to sleep in late, and I was greedy for appetite. Jiang Weiqing learned how to cook for him, and he would make breakfast in the morning before calling him up...
At that time, as soon as I opened my eyes, I could see my beloved standing by my side, looking at him lovingly with a smile, and a steaming breakfast in front of me. The days were simple and warm but made people nostalgic.
But this time, Qiao Xuan didn't have the slightest appetite, but even so, he stood up and sat down at the table.
He can't control himself.
Just doing what Jiang Weiqing wanted him to do.
Qiao Xuan looked at Jiang Weiqing coldly.
Jiang Weiqing served him a bowl of porridge, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "This is not a Buddhist school, nor is it Guiyuan Jianzong, don't worry, it won't be so easy to find."
Qiao Xuan: ...don't worry about your size.
Jiang Weiqing blew the porridge lightly, scooped up a mouthful with a spoon, and handed it to Qiao Xuan's lips, with a warm voice: "I haven't made it for a long time, it's a little rusty, try it, but it still tastes the same..."
Qiao Xuan took a mouthful.
It has been seven hundred years, and the taste has not changed much. What was once the most familiar thing has become strange now.
After Jiang Weiqing fed Qiao Xuan, he walked outside the house with him. Only then did Qiao Xuan see the beautiful scenery here. The simple and elegant courtyard is somewhat similar to Jiang Weiqing's former residence of Guiyuan Jianzong Jiang Weiqing. Many things are built according to their home. of.
Jiang Wei paused, looked sideways at Qiao Xuan, and said, "You don't know how happy I am to see you again. Now you and I are gods, and nothing can separate us."
"In the future, I will practice swords, and you will have fun, for a long time..." Jiang Weiqing smiled, and said softly: "I will never force you to practice again, you can do whatever you want, I just hope you can be happy."
Qiao Xuan sneered in his heart, and just wanted to spit at him.
Now it sounds nice.
It's not that he can't speak, but he is too lazy to waste his time talking. Jiang Weiqing is completely immersed in his own fantasy. He is already terminally ill, and he can't listen to what he says...
And, where the hell is this place
Qiao Xuan didn't have a clue, and couldn't report the news...but he calmed down at the moment.
He also wanted to understand that Jiang Weiqing's obsession was to be with him, and he killed himself if he couldn't take him away, so as long as he was by his side, he was safe, and he wouldn't want to kill if he didn't leave him.
I just need to wait patiently, and the master will definitely find me.
There is no one inhabited here and the environment is quiet, only Jiang Weiqing and him are suitable for living in seclusion, but unfortunately it is not suitable for Qiao Xuan. Without freedom, everything is in vain.
At night, Qiao Xuan was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep well.
Jiang Weiqing came in from the outside of the house. The house was dimly lit with candles. He took off his coat and put it on the shelf, and then began to change...
Qiao Xuan thought about it seriously, he is now a puppet, and Jiang Weiqing has to control him if he wants to move, he probably has no interest in doing that with him, right? It's embarrassing after all, right? It's no fun, is it? A twisted melon is not sweet, Jiang Weiqing should not force it, it is not his style...
Even thinking about it... I'm still a little nervous.
Jiang Weiqing took off his white undershirt, revealing his smooth and firm upper body. He looked gentle and tall and thin, but under the clothes, his body was very good. Only Qiao Xuan had seen this good figure...but he hadn't seen it for seven hundred years. see you.
Next to Jiang Weiqing's heart, there is a wound that runs through the front and back. Although it has healed up now, it seems that he can imagine the danger at that time. Xuan had never seen him have this kind of wound before, could it be something that happened later
He thought about it, and suddenly his face changed slightly.
When he was still Fengxuan, in order to help him soar, for a while, Jiang Weiqing desperately searched for treasures everywhere, and then went to a secret place and brought him back a fairy flower. The road flower is indeed a rare treasure in the mortal world, allowing a waste like him to cross the golden core and condense the Nascent Soul in one fell swoop, but it is a pity that it is still far away from the ascension...
At that time, Jiang Weiqing looked very weak, and he felt a little distressed, and advised him not to take any more risks.
It was also after that time that Jiang Weiqing never got close to him again. At that time, he thought that Jiang Weiqing was busy with cultivation, so he would be indifferent to him, and he didn't care about it, but maybe he just didn't want to know that he had suffered such an injury.
When Qiao Xuan recalled, Jiang Weiqing had already changed his clothes, and he lay down gently beside him, with a soft smile in his black eyes, and said with some nostalgia: "We haven't been like this for a long time."
Qiao Xuan closed his eyes.
The candles in the house were extinguished.
Only very light, very light breathing.
After a long time, Qiao Xuan opened his eyes. In the darkness, he looked at Jiang Weiqing's face and said slowly, "I told you that I don't need you to do anything for me, as long as you can ascend properly."
Qiao Xuan's voice was calm, neither cold nor resentful, but on the contrary, it was even more calm, with a kind of indifference engraved in the bone marrow, as if he was just narrating other people's affairs.
Jiang Weiqing looked at him intently, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled lowly: "I also said that I don't need you to do anything for me, as long as you can practice well."
I don't need you to help me get the magic weapon.
I don't need you to wish me success in crossing the catastrophe.
Not to mention... You smiled and told me that in the future you will have a soaring Taoist companion, don't mention such a thing of face.
You accepted it all so calmly.
I just want to be happy for the rest of my life.
It makes me unwilling, like ridiculous wishful thinking.
Qiao Xuan looked at Jiang Weiqing, smiled as he watched, and said lightly: "So, as long as I practice hard, I can ascend with you? Are you satisfied?"
Jiang Weiqing's eyes darkened, he was silent for a moment, gently hugged Qiao Xuan, and said in a persuasive tone: "It's all in the past, please don't talk about it? Aren't you ascending now?"
I was ascended not because of you, but because of my master! He helped me block the catastrophe, sent me to experience the catastrophe, and protected me from the catastrophe to become an adult.
It has nothing to do with you.
Besides, how do you know that I never thought about staying together forever
How do you know that I won't be in pain
But Jiang Weiqing would not believe what he said at this moment, and would only think that he was deceiving him.
Qiao Xuan's lips moved, but he didn't say anything, but closed his eyes.
... ... ...
"Ah Xuan, what do you think of the taste of this dish, I just learned it recently."
"Ah Xuan, there will be a market at the foot of the mountain tomorrow, do you want to go out and have a look and buy something?"
"Ah Xuan, I haven't seen you in so many years, how are you doing?"
Jiang Weiqing didn't care whether Qiao Xuan responded to him at all, he would bring back some gadgets every day, but Qiao Xuan was not in the slightest interest, and Jiang Weiqing would occasionally show a disappointed look, but he quickly restrained himself, not caring about Qiao Xuan's indifference at all .
The two are just like they used to be.
This day, Jiang Weiqing took Qiao Xuan out for an outing. The weather was fine and the sky was clear. He looked up at the sky and suddenly said, "Ah Xuan, you promise me not to leave, and I won't control you anymore, okay?"
Jiang Weiqing turned his head and looked into Qiao Xuan's eyes.
Qiao Xuan really wanted to say yes, I'm not leaving, but he couldn't tell such a clumsy lie, and even if he did, he couldn't fool Jiang Weiqing.
Jiang Weiqing probably understood that this was a delusion.
Some things in the past can't be redeemed if he wants to.
"You always want to leave me..." Jiang Weiqing looked down at the young man, there seemed to be sadness deep in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "It used to be, and it is now..."
Qiao Xuan remained silent.
Jiang Weiqing smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered his head, and lightly kissed the young man on the forehead: "Forget it, let's go home..."
The gentle man in white and the handsome young man, walking among the mountains and plains, is a very beautiful picture...
Jiang Weiqing took a step forward.
Suddenly, the light in his eyes became extremely fierce, and the spirit sword suddenly appeared in his hand, blocking a sharp white light!
The white light was so powerful that it hit Jiang Weiqing's silver sword. The violent shock caused a deep crack to appear on the pearl, and Jiang Weiqing staggered back a step.
At the same time, Qiao Xuan got out of control in an instant, and he ran out without hesitation!
Seeing the master descending from the sky, Qiao Xuan threw himself into the arms of the master, master, woo woo woo, you are finally here!
Jiang Weiqing's chest was full of energy and blood, and that move almost seriously injured him. He looked at Taichu coldly, his eyes were full of coldness and prey, and it was you again...
Jiang Weiqing stepped forward without hesitation!
Taichu waved his hand to block Jiang Weiqing, and Shu Chen stabbed at him with his sword, his expression cold.
Jiang Weiqing didn't expect that Shu Chen was there, his jaw was tensed, and his expression was serious.
Taichu and Shuchen were present at the same time, he couldn't be an opponent, but he should retreat if he still has reason, but he looked at the young man leaning on Taichu's arms, watching Shuchen guarding in front of the young man, the young man was still close to him just now So close, but so far away at this moment, too far away to touch, Jiang Weiqing's eyes gradually showed a hint of red...
Even above the silver long sword, there is faint black air lingering.
Qiao Xuan found something was wrong at a glance, no way, Jiang Weiqing won't be possessed!
He held Master's hand tightly.
But on second thought, what am I afraid of? With Master and Shu Chen both present, who else in the world can beat him? This is already the ceiling of combat power!
Shu Chen greeted him coldly.
What surprised Qiao Xuan was that Jiang Weiqing had an inextricable fight with Shuchen, but he had been injured before, and after a period of time, he finally failed. He was seriously injured and couldn't stand stably, and was severely beaten by Shuchen. Go out, shake it, cough up a mouthful of blood, and kneel on the ground with a sword...
Jiang Weiqing raised his head, staring at him with scarlet eyes in the pitch black.
It seems to be moving forward.
Shuchen thought of Qiao Xuan being kidnapped for so many days, and he didn't know what happened. He wished he could kill Jiang Weiqing directly, and the bamboo sword directly stabbed Jiang Weiqing's throat—
Jiang Weiqing did not hide.
Just staring at Qiao Xuan.
Qiao Xuan fell into those dark eyes, filled with madness, paranoia and unwillingness... He suddenly waved his hand and missed Shu Chen's sword, saying: "Enough."
Why bother to kill people
He walked up to Jiang Weiqing step by step.
Jiang Weiqing half-kneeled on the ground, looked up at him, his white clothes were stained with blood, he looked miserable and embarrassed, and there was a trace of loneliness.
His thin lips moved slightly and his voice was hoarse: "You have to go."
Once again, get away from me.
Qiao Xuan suddenly felt that he was a little pathetic. This person lived in his obsession from the beginning to the end, and he never came out.
Qiao Xuan's eyes softened, and he said lightly: "You always say that I didn't keep you, I don't want to be with you, and I don't want to be with you for a long time.
Who said I don't want to keep you
I have been sleepless at night, I have tossed and turned, and I have thought, if only you could stay with me...
I have also tried hard...
But the whole world of cultivating immortals knows that I cannot ascend, how about you, do you really not know at all
So I thought I was doomed not to ascend, then at least you can ascend, at least you don't have to give up your pursuit and persistence, I never hold back, I don't want you to struggle, suffer and hesitate...
In fact, I really really want you to stay with me for the rest of my life and never be separated. "
Jiang Weiqing's pupils slowly shrank, and he fixedly looked at Qiao Xuan, his lips trembling slightly.
He had never heard Joe pronounce these words.
That young man, he was always happy and happy, pretending not to care, not to care.
"But, do you really want me to ascend with you, or do you just want to escape this fact, unwilling to admit that there is no hope at all..." Qiao Xuan looked at Jiang Weiqing with pity.
At that time, I really wanted to be with you and grow old together.
But you're leaving, you won't stay, so I think all I can do is let you go without any regrets or worries, I thought it was right...
Now it seems that no one is qualified to make decisions for others.
Qiao Xuan looked at him slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Seven hundred years ago, the moment I died, I had a question that I really wanted to ask you..."
Jiang Weiqing looked at him.
Qiao Xuan said softly: "If I asked you to stay at that time, would you stay for me?"
Jiang Weiqing's complexion changed, he stared at him blankly, his face was as pale as paper.
Qiao Xuan didn't wait for his answer, he returned to Master's side and said let's go.
The answer to that question has troubled him for a long time.
But at this moment, I really don't want to know.
It doesn't make any sense anyway.
Jiang Weiqing remained motionless with his sword in his hand, he was determined to watch Qiao Xuan leave, but he couldn't stand up, to stop him, to ask him to stay...
That sentence, like a sharp arrow, pierced the sea of consciousness, and the meridians all over his body were in pain.
If I keep you.
Will you stay for me
If you had said that then, I would never have been able to fool myself any longer. You never wanted to abandon me, it was I who abandoned you in the way of heaven and love...
But you didn't say it.
Just because you don't want me to be shaken.
The one who abandoned the other party first was me.
All my persistence and obsession are just a joke.
Jiang Weiqing suddenly let out a miserable laugh.
The cracks on the pearl on the sword continued to expand, and finally shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, leaving only a hollow on the silver sword, which was dim.
This used to be his unwavering and indomitable heart.
However, everything based on self-deception, until the day you can no longer avoid the truth, will eventually come back.
Just like him at the moment.
You leave, and I will be stuck in the same place for the rest of my life, unable to take another step forward.