Qin Zichen didn't speak, he walked towards her slowly.
Every step he took was extraordinarily difficult, trembling all over his body, Qin Shuwen frowned tightly, and the little Phoenix next to him screamed desperately, Qin Shuwen turned his head, and said with gentle eyes: "Xiaofeng, everyone loves someone regardless of everything. We can't stop him."
Little Phoenix was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and flew back to Qin Shuwen's side.
Su Qingyi watched Qin Zichen walking towards her step by step with such difficulty, yet so determinedly, she clenched her sword tightly, trembling all over, bit her lower lip tightly, tears filled her eyes.
When he came in front of her, Qin Zichen finally couldn't hold on, and threw him forward. Su Qingyi hurriedly hugged him, and exclaimed, "Zichen!"
Qin Zichen immediately reached out and hugged her, hugged her in his arms, and said hoarsely, "You are here, where can I go back?"
Surrounding is the sound of fighting and noisy human voices.
Just a moment ago, she felt that there was no place for her in this world. In the next second, when this man took her into his arms and pressed his warm chest against her forehead, shielding her from all the noise, she felt that she still had a safe haven in this world.
"Qingyi," he closed his eyes, and said with difficulty, "I'm not the next Song Song. My sword is in my hand, so I should draw it for you. If I cultivate the way of protection, if I can't even protect you, What am I cultivating? What am I holding a sword for?”
"You never gave up on me when I had nothing, why do you want me to give up on you at this moment?"
"But..." Su Qingyi's tears fell, she clenched her sleeves tightly, and said with difficulty: "I will kill you."
"Zi Chen," she raised her head, looked at him with tears, and choked out, "I hope you will be well. I am willing to accompany you to die, but I cannot drag you to die."
"But," Qin Zichen smiled bitterly, "I would also like to die with you."
"Qingyi," he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly with tears in his eyes, "what I regret the most... is that I was not there when you were in a desperate situation. Now that I am here, how could I throw away your tears?" next you leave?"
Su Qingyi didn't speak, only tears fell down. He looked at her quietly, and said in a low voice, "Tell me, are you sincere in letting me go?"
Su Qingyi didn't answer, she trembled and bit her lower lip tightly. Qin Zichen couldn't help laughing, he pressed his forehead against hers, and said gently: "Qingyi, don't worry, I will return to Tianjianzong. But it's not because I want to give up on you."
"The matter has not come to an end. My juniors, I know better than anyone else. The Heavenly Sword Sect will not give up on you, and I will bring the entire Heavenly Sword Sect to rescue you."
"Don't be afraid," he held her in his arms, "this time, with me here, don't be afraid of anything."
"Zichen..." Su Qingyi trembled, but Qin Zichen patted her on the back, raised his head to look at Xie Hantan, and said gently, "Qingyi has just asked Master Xie for the past few days."
Xie Hantan didn't speak, he lowered his eyes.
"nature."
As he said that, he bent down and helped Su Qingyi who was crying so badly.
He had never seen Su Qingyi like this before, like a child who saw her parents, although she cried bitterly, it was not because of pain or despair, but because of grievances as if she expected the other party to do something for her.
For so many years, whether she was Su Qingyi or Ran Yan, she was like a mountain, a pine and cypress in front of him, she was strong and tenacious, enough to withstand the wind and rain in this world alone. Even if she cried bitterly, even if she wailed loudly, it was all an expression of a person's painful emotions.
She never expected him, never counted on him.
Thinking of Su Qingyi's implicitly dependent eyes on Qin Zichen, he couldn't help but feel some dull pain in his heart.
He opened the Shrinking Earth Spirit Treasure, and helped Su Qingyi walk into the gate, but when he stepped in front of the gate, he suddenly couldn't help turning his head.
Qin Shuwen was helping Qin Zichen to stand up, Xie Hantan looked at him quietly, and asked hesitantly: "If you were me back then, what would you do?"
Qin Zichen was taken aback for a moment, but soon realized that he was asking about the past.
If he were him, facing a lover who was hunted down by the righteous way, would he choose to endure the plot, or would he choose to fight hard to save His Majesty
Qin Zichen couldn't help laughing, his eyes fell on Su Qingyi's back, his eyes were full of tenderness.
"She is actually a very ordinary person. For such a long ten years, there is no one to support her. It is too bitter and difficult."
"If I were you," Qin Zichen smiled wryly, "how could I be willing to let such a little girl wander like this."
He should block all wind and rain, and he should chop all thorns.
The little girl in his heart, if possible, how could he bear to let her experience the vicissitudes of life
What is holding back, what is slowly plotting, the sword is in his hand, he should draw the sword and protect her.
Xie Hantan nodded, without speaking, turned and walked into the gate.
Seeing Su Qingyi leave, Hua Xiangrong saw that the situation was not good, gritted her teeth and called out "withdraw", and took Hehuan Palace to leave. As soon as Hehuan Palace, which was the main force, withdrew, there were no more sects or factions trying to get ahead, and the two sides ceased fighting after a while.
The crowd came and went even faster, and soon there were only Confucianists left on the holy mountain. Qin Shuwen and Xuan Hua guarded Qin Zichen and meditated. After spending a whole day helping him adjust the aura in his body, Qin Zichen finally resumed his actions.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he got up and walked down the holy mountain. Qin Shuwen grabbed him and said dissatisfiedly, "Where are you going?"
"Sky Sword Sect."
"Follow me back to Confucianism!" Qin Shuwen frowned: "The Heavenly Sword Sect must be in a mess right now, you..."
"Who are you?" Qin Zichen glanced over lightly. Qin Shuwen was slightly taken aback, and after a while, he laughed angrily, and instantly slapped Qin Zichen's face with the folding fan in his hand. Qin Shuwen's eyes darkened, and he turned the fan in his hand to attack Qin Zichen faster. Qin Zichen was originally a swordsman, and his physique was much better than Qin Shuwen's method. Compared with his hands and feet, Qin Zichen made him unable to win with one hand.
Qin Shuwen quickly discovered this. The moment he stabbed Qin Zichen with a folding fan, he chanted a series of spells in his mouth. Qin Zichen's face changed, and he was about to draw his sword when the phoenix next to him suddenly spewed fire!
Qin Zichen dodged to the side, and the fan instantly slapped his face, causing him to stagger a step to the side. Seeing Qin Zichen fall to the ground, Qin Shuwen sneered, put away the fan in his hand, stood in front of Qin Zichen and said, "I am your father!"
Qin Zichen raised his eyes, without any surprise, and said lightly, "Oh."
Seeing Qin Zichen's expressionless face, Qin Shuwen became angry in an instant, raised his fan as if to hit him again, Xuan Hua hurriedly stopped him, and hurriedly said: "Go back now, with so many things going on, it's not the time to hit your son. "
"Get away from me." Qin Shuwen didn't want to see Xuanhua very much, glanced coldly, pointed to the side with his fan, and said, "Go away as far as you can from my wife and son."
Hearing this, Xuan Hua felt a little helpless, Qin Zichen stood up by himself, and respectfully said to Xuan Hua: "Old Ancestor, let's go back to the Heavenly Sword Sect first."
"Why back and forth! Confucianism is your home, why don't you run to the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
Qin Shuwen felt that his cultivation of thousands of years was thrown away when he saw Qin Zichen. After working so hard to raise a son, why do you have to run to Xuanhua's house every minute
In the past, my daughter-in-law had a crush on Xuanhua, forget it, and my son still had Xuanhua's Yuan Dan and Dragon Marrow in his body, so he came all the way to save people, but he didn't get a "daddy", instead he listened to the other party's mouthful of Heavenly Sword The city of dreams in Zongwo's world.
He's about to explode, okay
Qin Feng, who obviously felt Qin Shuwen's emotions, hurriedly flew beside him, desperately trying to comfort him.
Seeing his well-behaved daughter-in-law, Qin Shuwen finally calmed down a lot, turned his head away, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you rushing back in such a hurry?"
"Junior Brother Song, as the head of the sect, will not give such an order lightly. For such a big matter, he must first discuss it with me or Patriarch Xuanhua."
"So you think that the Heavenly Sword Sect is now under the control of someone?"
Qin Shuwen frowned, Qin Zichen looked coldly, nodded and said, "The person who spoke just now is Second Junior Brother Fuchen."
—He has always been out of his mind.
Qin Zichen didn't say this, but when he mentioned this name, Xuanhua immediately had a bottom line in his mind. He pondered for a moment, then made a decision: "Let's go down the mountain to find your master first, and when he recovers from his injuries, we'll sneak back to see the situation. The Heavenly Sword Sect is without me now. At the stage of leaving the body, even if they all turned against each other, and we two secretly went to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, we wouldn't all be stuck there... "
"It's not easy to fold it there," Qin Shuwen sneered: "It's okay to use a half-dead voice transmission to collect the body for me. I'll refrain from doing it, so let's go with you."
"No need." Qin Zichen said quietly: "We can."
Qin Shuwen: "..."
"No, no," Xuan Hua hurriedly said, "Master Qin, we still need your help."
"Hmph." Qin Shuwen snorted coldly: "Go to the end of yourselves!"
With that said, Qin Shuwen turned around and left.
After walking a few steps, seeing no movement behind him, Little Phoenix tugged on his cloak desperately. He peeked at Qin Zichen, pulled his cloak and said, "Let's go, Phoenix. We don't want this son anymore. We will be born again when you cultivate human form." !"
"It's not easy? What's not easy? Isn't it because it takes decades to conceive? Isn't it because he was born with a crippled half of his cultivation and hid him to cover up the aura of the gods? Isn't it because he finally fought for the head Are you going to drag the sect to rescue him soon? Can there be a son who is more worry-free than him in this world? Xiaofeng, our next son will definitely be cuter! Don't hold back, let's go!"
As Qin Shuwen said, Qin Zichen brushed off his sleeves, turned around and walked down the mountain calmly. Qin Shuwen was so angry that he said angrily, "Go! Let him go! I can't see my help, but how powerful is he that he can save his wife from several sects?!"
Hearing this, Qin Zichen paused. Qin Shuwen hummed and looked at Qin Zichen's back, and continued: "You were so arrogant just now, don't be afraid of me. Ah bah! I..."
"Let's go." Qin Zichen broke his mouth decisively, interrupting Qin Shuwen's nagging, and said softly, "Father."
Hearing this, Qin Shuwen instantly beamed with joy, and said with a smile, "Oh!"
Then he waved with the Confucian disciples behind him and said: "Go back first, I will go to Tianjianzong."
After speaking, he hurriedly chased after him, twirling his fan and rushed to Qin Zichen, poked his head out and smiled and said, "Son, call again, I will give you whatever you want!"
Qin Zichen: "..."
This must be a fake Qin Shuwen's The Three Kingdoms: Qunfang's Tracking.
How on earth did the Confucian sect let such a person become the head
The three of Qin Zichen hurried to the inn at the foot of the mountain, and just as they entered, they saw Yun Xuzi struggling to drink the medicine.
"What are you doing up?" Qin Zichen frowned, stepped forward to support him, Yun Xuzi smiled: "I heard that Ran Yan is alive, and it just happens to be the time for you to go to the holy mountain, so I'm afraid something will happen Chaozi, I just want to rush to have a look."
With that said, Yun Xuzi glanced around and frowned: "Where's that girl Qingyi?"
"Leave with Xie Hantan," Qin Zichen stroked Yun Xuzi to lie down, Yun Xuzi glanced at his apprentice, dissatisfied, "Zi Chen, you can't do it."
"She is Ran Yan."
"What?!" As soon as the words fell, Yun Xuzi jumped up from the bed and said in surprise, "What did you say?!"
"She is Ran Yan."
"She is Duoshe?!" Yun Xuzi's expression changed instantly. Qin Zichen said indifferently: "No, people only get upper body after death."
"That's okay?" Yun Xuzi frowned, Qin Zichen raised his eyes, supported him and said, "Do you think Qingyi is the one who will take away?"
"Also..." Yun Xuzi nodded, then turned his gaze to the man at the door who was playing with birds with his head down, pointed at him and said, "Who is that man playing with birds?"
"Playing with birds?" Qin Shuwen turned his head and smiled slightly. As soon as the words were spoken, Qin Feng spewed fire instantly, burning a large piece of Yun Xuzi's hair.
Yun Xuzi stared blankly at the apple-sized bird in front of him. After a long time, he finally realized: "Phoenix...Phoenix?"
"Yeah." Qin Zichen brought him some medicine and said lightly, "This is my parents."
Hearing this, Yun Xuzi stammered: "Confucian... Confucian venerable... and... Feng... Fenghuang..."
"It's the master." Xuan Hua hurriedly corrected Yun Xuzi: "Shuwen is now the master of the Confucian sect."
"Master..." Yun Xuzi fainted instantly when he heard this. Qin Shuwen was stunned, and said a little embarrassedly: "That... I didn't do it."
"I know." Qin Zichen glanced at him leisurely: "He is an admirer of Confucianism."
"Well," Qin Shuwen smiled, turned the fan and said, "Then when he wakes up, I can write an inscription for him, and treat it as a greeting gift, thanking him for taking care of you for so many years."
Qin Zichen: "..."
This really isn't his father!
After taking care of Yun Xuzi to sleep, Qin Shuwen took out many good medicines for recuperation, all of which were rare top-grade medicines from his hands. If he kept taking care of him like this, within three days, Yun Xuzi's injuries would almost heal.
Everyone was also tired for a day, and they went back to their rooms after they settled down. After Qin Zichen arrived in the room, he lay on the bed, thought for a while, then took out the sound transmission talisman, and said in a low voice, "Qing Yi."
"Zi Chen?" Su Qingyi's voice quickly came from the opposite side. Although still a little weak, but obviously much better.
Qin Zichen was silent for a moment, and Su Qingyi said happily, "Where are you?"
"In the inn, take care of Master Scarecrow." Qin Zichen turned over and said in a low voice, "I miss you."
Su Qingyi laughed softly on the opposite side: "If you miss me, come and find me."
"Quickly." Qin Zichen lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I'll wait for Master to get well, and I'll come to you after I go to Tianjianzong to deal with the matter."
"En." Su Qingyi's voice was without haze, and said seriously: "I'll wait for you."
Qin Zichen didn't speak, Su Qingyi knew that he had always been a quiet character, so he started talking about his own affairs.
The Xingyun Gate is now all Xie Hantan's puppets, all under Xie Hantan's control. After she was brought back to Xingyun Gate by Xie Hantan, she fell into a coma for a long time, and she just woke up today. Xie Hantan seemed to have gone out to do some errands and never came back.
"Actually, I'm very worried," Su Qingyi said lying on the bed, frowning, "Xie Hantan doesn't look like a good person either. Then I'm researching that formation... If he really wants to destroy the world, what should I do?"
"I don't help him, I'm afraid the whole cultivation world will kill me. I help him, but if his intention is to destroy the whole cultivation world, am I helping the evildoers?"
"But he really deserves justice for himself..."
Su Qingyi thought about Xie Hantan and the white dragon behind him, and asked in a daze, "What should I do?"
"What do you want to do?" Qin Zichen lay on the bed, put one hand under his head as a pillow, put the sound transmission talisman beside him, imagined that person was beside him, and murmured brokenly.
She must be wearing a nightgown at the moment, it should be light-colored, with dark lines that can only be seen under the light, and it is simply tied with a belt.
She should have taken a bath, her body will have a light floral fragrance, her hair should be loose, and she should be leaning meekly on her slender and undulating back.
She should be smiling, lying on the bed like a cat, swinging her legs back. The slender ankles under the light will make people use their hands to circle the impulse to measure.
It's time to give her a foot bell, a red one, which rings around her slender ankle. When she moves, the bell will ring.
Thoughts involuntarily scattered, thinking of everything.
He couldn't help but smile slightly, his voice hoarse.
"Qing Yi."
"Um?"
He slowly closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I really miss you."
His voice was tainted with lust, Su Qingyi heard it, and couldn't help being stunned. After a while, she came to her senses, smashed the uploaded notes with a pillow, and said in embarrassment, "Qin Zichen, you are not serious!"
Qin Zichen laughed lowly, responded, and said gently, "Yes, I'm not serious."
"I refuse to talk to unscrupulous Qin Zichen!" Su Qingyi's ears were burning, and she hurriedly said, "Hang up."
After finishing speaking, he unilaterally cut off the sound transmission symbol. Qin Zichen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she took this as a phone call...
After a while, Qin Zichen suddenly felt that the room was brightly lit, and a line of golden words was measured and slapped his face into a god system.
"It feels like we're in a long-distance relationship."
After reading it, the line of gold characters turned into a piece of paper and fell down. On it was the line written with a brush. Qin Zichen thought about it, got up to get the brush, and continued to write on it: "It was originally."
Su Qingyi was bored on the bed holding the sound transmission talisman, when the words suddenly lit up in front of the bed, and the words turned into a note and fell down, she hurriedly took out the pen and continued to write.
This kind of behavior similar to texting made Su Qingyi much less embarrassed, and felt happy, sweet and warm, all the unhappiness recently seemed to have disappeared. Originally, I thought about such an important matter of life and death, but at this moment, I don't know why, but I feel calm.
Isn't it a matter of life or death, what is there to be afraid of
She had already lived so many years, so why not be reconciled
Moreover, in this life, there is a man named Qin Zichen who is so warm and kind. Talking to him at this moment, in her heart, she was not panicked at all, not afraid at all.
While writing the message on a note, Su Qingyi turned on the sound transmission talisman again, and chatted with him about the business with the sound transmission talisman, and wrote the inner emotions that could not be said in the note.
"You said that if you rectify Tianjianzong, I want to go back?"
"Hmm." Qin Zichen's voice was muffled. The gold lettering instantly lit up—stay with Xie Hantan
It was the first time for Qin Zichen to express his jealousy so clearly. Su Qingyi couldn't help but rolled around with a smile, cleared her throat and said, "No, I just asked. And as for Hantan, it's really hard to be alone for so long. Poor. Without Master, he is just a child."
"He has been reincarnated seventeen times." Qin Zichen interrupted her: "Older than you and me combined."
Su Qingyi listened with a muffled smile, and continued to write stroke by stroke on the paper—I like to see you jealous.
Qin Zichen: "..."
Su Qingyi simply laughed happily, and at this moment, Xie Hantan's voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, can I come in?"
"I'm not talking, keep talking."
The golden characters instantly appeared in the air. Su Qingyi was a little speechless, so she could only push the lit sound transmission talisman inside, and after tidying up her clothes, she sat upright and said, "Come in."
Xie Hantan pushed the door open and came in. Seeing Su Qingyi wearing single clothes, he couldn't help frowning, went to the closet next to him, took out the clothes, and put them on her before Su Qingyi could react: "Master, you still hurt You should wear more, don't waste your spiritual power doing this kind of thing."
"I'm fine..." Su Qingyi was a little embarrassed. Xie Hantan stood in front of her, frowning and looking at her. Su Qingyi coughed, pointed to the chair next to her and said, "Well, sit down if you have something to do, I'm stressed if you stand like this."
Xie Hantan nodded and sat down without making a sound. Su Qingyi looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "Did you come here to ask me to ask the crime?"
"Do you want to ask?" Xie Hantan raised his head, without moving his brows, and said slowly, "Do you think I did something wrong?"
Su Qingyi didn't speak, and after a long time, she finally said: "Before judging whether you are right or wrong, I only have one question—"
"What are your arrays for?"