Speaking of this, Xie Wanting paused for a while, as if he didn't want to continue this topic, so he said kindly: "Yutong, since you are back, I will send an order. From tomorrow, the whole city of Shuo Xuecheng will rest for three Congratulations on your return."
"Uh, that's unnecessary." Qiu Yutong hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Senior brother, when I went up the mountain, I saw someone kneeling in front of the mountain gate...it was Gui Wuya's fourth disciple, Zhu Yun."
"This man is here again?" Sang Lingxi said impatiently, "He has been stalking for several months, and his face is thicker than the corner of the city wall. I will go and drive him away later!"
Compared with Sang Lingxi's extreme disgust, Xie Wanting's face was very calm, and he just said lightly: "Forget it, just ignore it."
"Oh." Sang Lingxi said unwillingly.
Qiu Yutong also responded, but felt a little strange in her heart.
Although the head brother has a gentle temperament, he has always hated the Beihai Sword Sect. In the past, according to the temperament of the senior brother in charge, most of the disciples would have directly blasted Zhu Yun away, but now they are so indifferent... It is really unreasonable.
That's right, maybe because of Gui Wuya's disappearance, the tragic deaths of Tu Wuwei and Chen Wushang, and the Beihai Sword Sect's disappearance, now, the sect leader has nothing to grudge, that's why his attitude is so indifferent.
While Qiu Yutong muttered to herself, she talked with Xie Wanting and Sang Lingxi for a while, while Lu Xiao stood aside silently, thinking about something with downcast eyes.
As Sang Lingxi was talking, he suddenly sighed, "Oh, little brother, it's a pity that because of your matter, two years ago, the second brother and the head brother had a big fight and went down the mountain alone. If he knew you You must be happy to be back."
Bai Hanyuan ran away angrily. When Sang Lingxi came to the Demon Realm, he told Qiu Yutong about it. At that time, Qiu Yutong blamed himself very much. When he mentioned it again, Qiu Yutong felt uncomfortable, "It's all about me. wrong."
"Yutong, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't think about it." Xie Wanting snorted coldly, "Han Yuan's stinky temper should go down the mountain to be tortured."
"..." Qiu Yutong was really speechless.
Although the senior brother in charge seemed to be comforting himself, but the second senior brother's cold and tyrannical temperament, I am afraid that he is the only one to learn from others, there is no reason for others to learn from him.
Cough, he didn't mean to say that the second senior brother was sorry.
The three brothers chatted for a long time, and then had dinner in Xiaguang Palace, Qiu Yutong took Lu Xiao, and the two masters and apprentices went back to Feilai Peak with their swords.
Feilai Peak is still so precipitous and quiet, like a green snow brush inserted among the mountains, sweeping boys Ningyu and Suchen got the news, they have already cleaned Feilai Pavilion carefully, respectfully He welcomed Qiu Yutong and Lu Xiao in.
"Master, can I live with you?"
Although Lu Xiao tried his best to pretend to be pitiful, he had long since lost the ignorance and cuteness he had when he was a child, and the weakness and weakness he had when he was injured. Qiu Yutong naturally ruthlessly drove him to the East Wing.
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In the following days, nothing happened.
In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, and the Chinese New Year is almost here.
That evening, when Qiu Yutong came back from practicing sword at Wenjianya, he saw Ningyu and Suchen cutting window grilles in the corridor. He stood by and watched for a while, and found it very interesting, so he asked the two boys to take the scissors and a stack of red The paper is in the study, and I want to try to cut it.
The result is naturally obvious. Although his swordsmanship is exquisite and unparalleled, his ability to cut window grilles is not as good as Ning Yu's little finger.
Qiu Yutong stared at the tattered red paper on the desk, and couldn't believe it was his masterpiece that he had spent half an hour on. He was depressed when a voice suddenly came from behind him, "Master, what is this? It sucks."
"..." Qiu Yutong gritted her teeth, "What do you know? This is the tiger's power! Isn't next year the Year of the Tiger?"
"Master cut this... a tiger?" Lu Xiao stood beside Qiu Yutong, staring at the window grille for a long time, as if trying to find some words of praise, but in the end he could only keep silent.
"What are you looking at?!" Qiu Yutong felt depressed for a while, almost turned into anger from embarrassment, pinched his left hand weakly, and the tattered red paper on the table immediately turned into a ball of powder, floating in the air.
Lu Xiao was stunned, showing a very disappointed expression, "I still want to post it in my room."
"You just want to laugh at me! You, you villain!" Qiu Yutong said angrily.
"...Master, let me try it." Lu Xiao seemed a little dumbfounded, reached for the scissors, and picked up a piece of red paper.
Hearing the slight "click click" sound coming from his ear, Qiu Yutong couldn't help but gave the scoundrel a hard look again, did the scoundrel think he didn't see it, he was clearly holding back his laughter just now! He was just kidding himself!
Did you cut it that badly? Although it doesn't look like a tiger, at least it looks like a cat, especially the lazy cat in the Daning Palace, Fat Tuan'er.
How big is the difference between a fat group and a tiger? Aren't they all fluffy? They whine when they see him, and let him scratch their white belly. A few days ago when he came back from sword practice, he met a white-fronted tiger with eye-catching eyes on the mountain road. Tuan'er is still good, but the hair is a little prickly.
That's right, although the window grilles I cut are slightly flawed, they are already very good. The window grilles cut by this scoundrel may not be as good as myself.
Thinking of this, Qiu Yutong snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, rolled his boss's eyes, and waited for Lu Xiao to finish cutting the window grilles, so as to laugh at this villain.
After a while, he couldn't help lowering his eyelids a little, eh? Why does it seem to be pretty good? Bah, bah, bah, it's rough...
After a while, his eyelids lowered a little, as if they had become more refined? How lifelike is it? However, it's not very like a tiger, it's only a little bit stronger than me, just a little bit like the little finger...
After a while, his eyelids dropped a little more...
After a cup of tea, Lu Xiao cut out a "Enter the Dragon" window grille, and Qiu Yutong's eyelids had completely lowered, staring dumbfounded at the extremely delicate red window grille on the desk.
What, what kind of sorcery did this villain use
Lu Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing "poof", Qiu Yutong realized that he had said those words just now, couldn't help but burn his face, and hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that you used Enchanted..."
"I know, I know, Master just made a slip of the tongue. In fact, the cut of my window grille is just so-so. It's still the one that Master just cut. It's more beautiful." Lu Xiao resisted the upturned lips. The corner of his lips comforted him.
Qiu Yutong stared at him, always felt that although this scoundrel said good things, but his smile was not good, so he said coldly: "Hmph, although the window grille you cut is not as good as mine …unusual, but there is something to be desired about, not to mention nothing.”
"Cough cough... yes yes yes." Lu Xiao coughed twice, barely holding back his smile, then picked up the window grille and paste, "Master, let's post it."
"Oh." The depression in Qiu Yutong's heart finally dissipated a little.
After all, letting other people paste the window grilles that have been cut so hard is like picking watermelon in person, chilling and cutting it, and letting others eat the middle bite is a great sacrifice.
The villain is still sensible, not too bad.
While cursing, Qiu Yutong took the paste jar from Lu Xiao's hand, and then used the bamboo slices in the paste jar to carefully apply a layer of paste on the window lattice, and finally painted the exquisite "Enter the Dragon" , posted it seriously.
But I don't know why, he pasted it back and forth, and one edge of the window grille was always wrinkled.
"That's it." Lu Xiao stood behind him, leaned over slightly, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the edge of the window grille, smoothing the wrinkled place.
"Xiao'er, this window grille..." Qiu Yutong turned her head, just about to say something, but her lips brushed against something cool and soft, and she couldn't help being stunned.
Lu Xiao was stunned for a moment, then his pupils narrowed suddenly, he pressed him against the window lattice, and almost kissed him viciously!
"Hmm..." The two kissed stickyly for a long time, Qiu Yutong only felt that his mind was confused, and Lu Xiao's breathing became heavy in his ear, and with a loud "sloppy" sound, Lu Xiao brushed aside the desk Putting the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on his hand, he hugged him up, and as if he could no longer bear it anymore, his slender fingers tugged at his skirt in a mess, and his cool thin lips kissed him all the way along his neck, "Master Respect... Master..."
It wasn't until the hot hand was impatiently poking into the bottom of her skirt that Qiu Yutong was shocked, and finally managed to regain a little bit of reason, and pushed the other side away, "Xiao'er, I, what I said , until the matter is cleared up, we can't... you don't do this... "
At this time, Lu Xiao's pupils even darkened. He stared at Qiu Yutong tightly, gritted his teeth, and finally stopped with great difficulty, his voice hoarse, "Master, you obviously believe in me. The magic pill was really taken away by someone, I didn't lie to you, let alone play with you on purpose... You know it well. You already have someone to suspect in your heart, but you don't dare to think about it. "
His words, like a bucket of cold water, woke Qiu Yutong awake.
Qiu Yutong was silent for a long time, managed to straighten her messy clothes, and said in a shy voice, "Xiao'er, you have no evidence, so don't talk nonsense."
"Master, I didn't say who it was at all just now." Lu Xiao sighed, "It's been so many years, it's really difficult to find out the truth. During these days, Xie...he and I have been in contact several times, but we didn't If he didn't feel the magic energy of the refining magic pill, he was either innocent, or he was hiding something deep."
Qiu Yutong sat on the desk irritably, and scratched her hair randomly, "Okay, you go out first, I'll think about it later."
Lu Xiao looked at him for a long time, then suddenly said softly: "Master, don't worry, I will take you back to the Demon Realm, okay?"
"Back to the Demon Realm?" Qiu Yutong was taken aback.
"There are many inaccessible places in the Demon Realm. The Sea of Tranquility, the Wusong Forest, and the Lake of Sighs... are all very beautiful. If Master doesn't want to go to the Demon Realm, we can also go to the Human Realm. Jiangnan Water Village, Mobei Loulan, and Tianfu Shu County are also all beautiful. Very good. Or, if Master wants a secret realm that only belongs to the two of us, I can build one too, but it will take more time."
Lu Xiao looked down at him, his dark eyes were as deep as a bottomless lake, "Master, no matter what happened in the cultivation world, no matter where that magic pill went, no matter who is the leader of the immortal way... we I don't care about it anymore, I don't care about it anymore, from now on, there will only be a couple for a lifetime, never ask about world affairs, never touch the world of mortals, and you won't bother me so much anymore. Okay?"
Qiu Yutong stared at him blankly for a long, long time without answering.
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That night, Qiu Yutong lay on the big soft and warm bed, but couldn't fall asleep.
Lu Xiao's words echoed in his ears over and over again. After leaving the cultivation world, he will never care about worldly affairs, stay out of the world of mortals, and be a couple for the rest of his life... But, but...
He can't do it.
Xiao'er, maybe he really loves himself, even the matter of the magic pill can be written off and not pursued anymore... Perhaps, he has already felt something, so he doesn't want to let himself fall into a dilemma and fall into a situation where it is difficult to make a choice.
However, I really need a truth, a definite truth, otherwise I will never feel at ease.
Qiu Yutong closed her eyes, and after a long time of mental preparation, she began to think about the next thing.
The matter of the magic pill, brother in charge... is really suspicious.
However, even Xiao'er couldn't find out anything, and with a straight-hearted person like himself, it was even more impossible to ask anything from the mouth of the senior brother in charge.
The only way is to sneak into the back mountain of Yunxia Peak, where there is a cultivation cave for the senior brother in charge. If the senior brother in charge really took Xiao'er's magic pill and refined that magic pill, then there must be some clues in his cave, such as the magic weapon refined, such as the weird Taoist talisman.
Qiu Yutong thought about it, and couldn't help turning over impatiently.
However, what if the senior brother in charge is innocent? Senior brother in charge treats him like this, but he is so suspicious of him, and prying into his privacy, this is really despicable. But, but...
He tossed and turned several times, only to feel that his heart was tormented, but he still couldn't find a better way.
Worth mentioning. Qiu Yutong gritted her teeth. If the senior brother in charge is innocent, then he will bear the burden of Tianzhao Yunhai and go to Yunxia Peak to plead guilty. No matter how the senior brother in charge punishes him, even if his cultivation is abolished, he will have no complaints.
In the past few years, the senior brother in charge was very busy, and there should be no one in the cave. If he wanted to sneak in secretly, this was the best time.
The author has something to say: Xiaoxiao, don't be depressed, Fanwai Qiuqiu will try to make up for it. . .