The crossing of all worlds starting from Gu Jian Qi Tan

Chapter 50 Jealous Baguio, trip to Qinchuan
"Well~, it's so noisy, can't Yao'er be allowed to sleep longer?"

It may be that Feng Qingxue's comfortable moans were a little loud, waking up Baguio who was sleeping.

Baguio seemed to be still a little sleepy, yawning, shaking her little head from side to side, in a daze she pulled away the silk quilt that Su Qi had covered her, revealing a smooth and delicate, white as jade... arm.

Slowly got up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes with his small hands, pouted his lips, and complained a little.

"This! This! Ah! My mother, I! I!."

"No, you can't watch it if you cover it up. My mother said, I've seen the president's eye."

Bi Yao turned her head and saw that Su Qi's actions at this time overlapped with the actions taught by her mother in memory, her eyes were staring brightly, her face flushed a little, she hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands.

However, the curious nature of the little girl still prompted Bi Yao to slowly part the hands covering her eyes, narrowing her eyes into a small slit, secretly watching Su Qi and Qingxue's movements at this time.

Hearing Baguio's shocked voice from behind, Su Qi froze, didn't care, frowned slightly, pretended to be serious, and used the pen as a substitute to draw the last stroke on Feng Qingxue's tense back.

Su Qi turned around, staring at Baguio who was peeking at him, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

As if she couldn't stand the way Su Qi looked at her, Bi Yao simply closed her eyes, raised her hands, pursed her mouth, pretended to be sleepwalking, and lay back down again.

She reached out and grabbed the edge of the quilt, and pulled it up, trying to cover herself to relieve the embarrassment, but in the end, the quilt was tightened tightly by Qingxue who shyly hid in the bed.

Su Qi sat on the side of the bed, turned his head to see the two girls fighting on the bed, did not say much, lay on his side on the bed, looked up at the bright moon.

Turning over casually, a black and white gourd appeared in his hand, unscrewed the gourd, and the hazy aroma of wine echoed in the sky.

Under the blurred moonlight, let your thoughts fly, transfer all your thoughts to your fingertips, melt into the gusts of breeze, and drift away with the wind.

The two daughters who were playing on the bed also stopped playing and got their heads out of the quilt.

Looking at him, under a ray of soft moonlight, he was dressed in white, and his robe fluttered in the breeze, like Su Qi who was born from an exile.

rustling (note: su)

Bi Yao pulled back the quilt, tiptoed to Su Qi's side, sat down, her slender legs kept swinging with the breeze blowing.

"The moon in the sky looks like a ball of silver in the distance. The night is long and the wind is getting tighter. I blow away the clouds on the edge of the moon with my slave. I see the heartbroken."

Looking at Su Qi beside him, Bi Yao raised her head, looked at the silver moon above the sky, and for some reason, slowly read a poem.

But after all, although Baguio was usually a little confused, she was keenly aware that something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, Biguio lowered her head, her face flushed a little from embarrassment.

"Little girl, how old are you? What are you talking about, you really are a heartless person."

Putting the wine gourd aside, Su Qi turned over and sat up, looking at Bi Yao's cute little face because of her shyness, couldn't hold back her hands, rubbed her little face, and said jokingly.

"Ahh, I just finished my hair, don't rub it, don't, it's so annoying."

"Also, I'm not small anymore, I'm big! If you don't believe me, look."

Breaking free from Su Qi's clutches, Bi Yao supported the bed and stood up, tiptoed, patted her chest, and said with a serious face.

"Yes, yes, you are not young anymore, you have grown up, and you are not as small as before."

"Yep."

Su Qi felt a little surprised that Baguio had grown up. He was about 12 years old, but had an appearance of [-] to [-] years old. Walking in the city, everyone thought Su Qi and Biguio were a pair of siblings who were not much different.

"By the way, Qingxue, Longyuan Seven Swords, do you know the exact location?"

"Uh, ah! Are you calling me?"

Hearing Su Qi calling for herself, Qingxue reacted and responded casually, just now she saw Su Qi playing with that unknown girl.

She recalled the scene when her brother was still there when she was a child. They were also so happy and carefree. She couldn't help being a little lost in thought. Hearing Su Qi's call, she realized it.

"Yes, I wonder if you can sense the approximate location of Long Yuan's Seven Fierce Swords?"

"let me try."

In Feng Qingxue's hand, the Youdu secret technique was running, her hand was in the shape of an orchid, dancing quickly, a blue spirit butterfly followed Feng Qingxue's full force to activate the secret technique, gradually solidified, and spread its wings and flew in one direction.

"Quick, follow up, the spirit butterfly will point out the direction."

"Sit still!"

Su Qi squeezed out the sword seal with one hand, and the purple spiritual power circulated in it, pouring it into the couch below him, causing his speed to skyrocket again, heading towards the place where the spirit butterfly was going, and piercing through the air.

……

In Qinchuan, you can see a wide ancient road covered with bluestones, and pedestrians are walking on the street.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the afterglow of the evening sun lightly sprinkles on the red bricks and green tiles or the cornices of the pavilions with bright eyes, adding a bit of hazy and poetic flavor to the prosperous Qinchuan morning scene in front of you.

There is an ancient saying: "The literature of the four disciplines looks up to the former sages, and the legacy of the wind spreads across the sea (ruan). Dare to divide the string songs into two places, and still talk about Qinchuan."

"Xiao Qingxue, look quickly, look at what's on the stall in front of you, it's colorful and beautiful."

"I said, don't call me Xiao Qingxue, you can call me Qingxue, only my brother can call me Xiao Qingxue."

"Xiao Qingxue, here you are."

"It's candied haws!!!"

"Thank you sister Yao'er!"

Seeing this scene, Su Qi couldn't laugh or cry, children are children, and they bent down for a bunch of candied haws.

"I wonder how many bunches of candied haws the guest officer wants?"

"Here you are, I want it all."

"Okay~"

"Guest officer, go slowly, let's go."

Hanging up the money bag in his waist, Su Qi took the bamboo pole full of candied gourds handed over by the peddler, took off a bunch, put it in his mouth and tasted it, it was sour and sweet, the taste of childhood~

Just before dawn, Su Qi sent the couch to Qinchuan following the spirit butterfly, but when it approached Linchuan, the spirit butterfly suddenly disintegrated and turned into blue light spots, dissipating into the sky.

Asked Qingxue why, but was told that due to insufficient cultivation, she could only reach the position.

Su Qi picked up the bamboo pole full of candied gourds, and sighed helplessly. It seemed that he had to find it slowly by himself. He really didn't remember that Qinchuan had a fierce sword.

In the original book, the story revolves around the fierce sword of Fen Ji. As for the other six fierce swords, Su Qi can only roughly guess where a few of them are.

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As if thinking of something, Su Qi's eyes lit up, but he remembered that there was a guy in Qinchuan who was known as Bai Xiaosheng, who lived for an unknown number of years. If he didn't know it, wouldn't others know it?

Calling Bi Yao and Qing Xue back to his side, Su Qi asked the peddlers around for their location, and then dragged the two of them to the tavern where Bai Xiaosheng was.

Qinchuan is picturesque, with rich ancient rhymes, arch bridges, and small pavilions. At this time, because it is still morning, there is still some fog in the sky, reflecting the Qinchuan at this time, which is picturesque.

Su Qi was not in a hurry, he took the little hands of the two daughters and strolled down the street, turning around.

Passing by a tavern, seeing a figure inside the door, Su Qi stopped, and an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes.

Qinchuan, Bai Xiaosheng.

On a tea table in the tavern, there was a plump fat man in a yellow gown, chubby, with a small braid on the back of his head, looking very happy.

I saw the fat man standing on the stool with one foot, as if he was discussing something with someone, he made strokes with his fingers from time to time, and saliva flew from his mouth.

Su Qi let go of the little hands of the two of them, gave some instructions, and walked towards the door, the fat man's voice became more and more clear.

"As a flower in Qinchuan, I guarantee with my appearance that the way I eat it is definitely right."

"High-end ingredients, bah, sacrifices need to be cultivated from an early age. First, we need to keep tears from our mouths, bah, eyes, and then prepare three pairs of chopsticks, bah, incense and bowls, bah, basins, pour them into the basins Serve rice, bah, soil, prepare paper towels, bah, eye wipes..."

PS: Thanks to 【Prison Mountain and River】【Feng Jiuzhong】【.Sakura Falling.】【Sakura Falling】【Blood Sacrifice (Bogey)】【Solo Dance in Dream】【Yu Jin】【Yu Jin】【A Li’s Guardian Spirit】【Freedom Like the Wind】 [The cat in front of the window] [Writing a pen Jiangshan] tipping! ! !

After reading your comments, I silently put down my phone, touched my 48-pack abs with my left hand along my sexy Adam's apple, touched my knife-like side face, and smiled impatiently, revealing in my eyes Four points of anger, three points of black belly, two points of carelessness and one point of coolness, the corners of the mouth twitched, half a smile, and said loudly: ▄██ Kneeling

　Oh god! Look at my crappy update! It's as bad as Aunt Mary Jane's mashed potatoes next door! I swear I'm gonna kick my ass hard! Jesus! I promise!
　　
　
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