soul repair

It's only been a moment since we met, it's like a world away, the world has been turned upside down.He turned his head to look at Guan Lingdao who was in disheveled clothes, his body was light red by the candlelight, his peach blossom eyes hesitated and didn't know what to say.There are different ways to cultivate, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, but he understands that this disciple will no longer need him to help him practice in the future.

"Master, be careful on the mountain." Guan Lingdao didn't know what to think, and laughed.

Ji Qingyan shot his eyes lightly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm not laughing at anything."

Ji Qingyan looked down at him, his eyes seemed to know everything: "Really?"

The voice was cold, like ice and snow falling to the ground, Guan Lingdao didn't dare to laugh anymore.

Master's snow-white sleeves hung down by his side, and a faint fragrance wafted from the air, as if a fairy had come to the scene.He just called "Princess Xiangxiang" affectionately in his heart, but he caught him when he didn't want to.

"Master, every time I call you princess in my heart, how do you know?" He was so curious that the sounds of the words were the same, and sometimes he didn't even say it. How did Ji Qingyan know it?

Ji Qingyan lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, pointing to Guan Lingdao's peach blossom eyes: "Every time you have bad thoughts, your eyes are bent differently than usual, and there will be a faint dimple at the corner of your lips. Know."

Guan Lingdao was speechless, subconsciously touching the corners of his mouth and eyebrows.

"Here." Cool fingers came up and touched his lips lightly.

Guan Lingdao's lips were itchy from his touch, and the heat hit his cheeks. He was distracted, blushed slightly and said with a smile, "Master, you said you have something to do when you go down the mountain. What's the matter?"

"You forgot." The voice was very calm, and there was no hint of happiness or disappointment.

Guan Lingdao looked at him with a frown, opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly said softly, "Master is here to practice with me."

Ji Qingyan didn't speak, which is the default.He put his hands down, stood a foot away from Guan Lingdao, looked at him with half downcast eyes and said, "You don't need me now, and you don't need to practice with me in the future."

An indescribable feeling suddenly appeared in Guan Lingdao's heart.

With a flick of his long sleeves, he extinguished the candle on the table, and the room was instantly dark.Ji Qingyan walked to the door all in white: "You take care of yourself, I'm leaving."

"Master, master, don't go." Guan Lingdao suddenly stepped forward and pulled him back, and said stumblingly, "Master, you are going to Wangnian Mountain tomorrow morning. I have something to say—" "What?"

Guan Lingdao blushed and stared blankly, the two red marks under his left eye flickered on and off, and then smiled: "Master, go up the mountain, I wrote a piece of music for Master, but unfortunately there is still the last paragraph left, I will sing it to you when Master comes down the mountain."

There were dark waves rising and falling in the cold eyes, and suddenly, cool fingers grabbed his chin, hooking him to lean towards him.Guan Lingdao's eyes were wide open, and there was a soft and slightly moist touch from his lips. There was something nimble and greasy between his lips, and the tip of his tongue slowly burrowed in.He made a vague sound, and his warm tongue took advantage of the situation, followed by the fragrance, which immediately filled his mouth.

So sweet and so fragrant.Guan Lingdao closed his eyes in a daze, the tip of his tongue and mouth were numb with shame, the corners of his eyes were moist, and only these words remained in his mind.

Ji Qingyan embraced him and approached him, restraining his taste, gently rubbing his tongue in his mouth.Now he didn't want to scare him by revealing it too quickly, so he withdrew the kiss appropriately, his throat moved up and down, and there seemed to be sparks dancing in his eyes: "Come back and sing to me."

Guan Lingdao hugged his waist tightly, his body trembling slightly.At this time, all his clothes were loose, falling loosely from his smooth shoulders, his long hair was loose, and his thin back was bare and flawless.Ji Qingyan covered his eyes with his hands, and the tip of his tongue slid in and out of his mouth lightly touching his lips.Guan Lingdao's lips were slightly parted, fluid dripped from the corners of his mouth, he leaned back against the door, his fingers tightly grasping his wide sleeves.

Ji Qingyan stood in the shade under the tree, half looked up at the Baihua Terrace that was in full swing.This is Wangnian Mountain, he has been standing in front of Baihua Terrace for half an hour, the fighting on the stage is full of vigor, and he can't stop, but he just stands by and does not move.

"Is Palace Master Ji troubled by love, so absent-minded?"

There was some cynical ridicule and self-righteousness in the voice of the person who came, Ji Qingyan glanced out of the corner of his eyes to see a piece of aqua blue clothes, and he knew who was talking to him without turning his head.He came back to his senses without a trace from his meditation, and looked down at him, like a gust of cold wind.Others thought he was naturally cold, but only Qi Ning could see that he was thinking about his own thoughts.

Qi Ning didn't care about his indifference, and silently looked at the high platform of Cen's house a few meters away, with a smile on his face: "Master Ji went down the mountain last night, did you ever hear that Yunluo Mountain was seriously injured?"

"Never." His consciousness was pulled back by Qin Ning.

He really hadn't heard of it, and he was by Guan Lingdao's side all night, so he had no time to care about other things.Thinking of this, his thoughts drifted away again, as if he was holding the white and naked waist in his hands, and his lips and tongue were entwined... He lowered his head, his eyes fell on the small apricot flowers on the grass not far away, and he lowered his eyes.

"I don't know who hurt him." Qi Ning's eyes were still looking at the high platform of Cen's house, as if he had his own concerns, but he didn't care much about Ji Qingyan's expression, "Do you think Cen Muyi knew about what happened last night?" Affection?"

"Her business has nothing to do with you."

Qi Ning smiled: "Whether she is or not has nothing to do with me, and it's not up to Palace Master Ji."

Ji Qingyan didn't want to say anything to him, left the shade under the tree and went to a secluded place far away, and sat down behind a rock.The rock was huge, and the shadow of the rock happened to cover the sunlight, and the sound of fighting behind was farther away.

He sat quietly with his eyes downcast, and after an unknown amount of time, suddenly, something moved furtively in his sleeve.

Ji Qingyan's face suddenly warmed up, and he looked down.The material in the sleeve is soft, it is the Supa he usually uses, at this moment it is persistently crawling out, and when it reaches the edge of the sleeve, it pokes out a corner and finds that there is no one around, it rolls and lands on Ji Qingyan's palm, and then It's caressing, but also rolling.Ji Qingyan picked up Nasupa and put it in front of him, his voice unconsciously had a gentleness like melting ice and snow: "What are you doing?"

Supa flew forward and landed on Ji Qingyan's face, clung to Ji Qingyan's face, and shyly shyly moved around his lips, not daring to touch. She was reserved and shy for a long time, and finally covered his lips with a corner.The kiss was not quite like a kiss, just patted Supa's corner on his lips, Ji Qingyan lowered his head: "If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later." Supa's corner nodded slightly, slid down and landed on his shoulder to stop ,like a statue.

After an unknown amount of time, Supa suddenly fell to the ground without a sound.The soul qi was left on Supa, Guan Lingdao could only attach it once along the soul qi, and he had to go back when the fragrance was exhausted.Ji Qingyan picked up Supa and put it on his lips, staring into the distance as if in ecstasy, after a while the intoxication on his face faded, and he returned to his scum-like face, put Supa away in his sleeve.

The sound of fighting on the Hundred Flowers Terrace has stopped, the outcome has been decided, and the next step is to discuss important matters.The Red Sandalwood Palace wanted to discuss with all the sects where to place the Listening Soul Formation. Ji Qingyan hadn't planned to take too much into this matter before, but now that Guan Lingdao is a soul cultivator, it's very different from before, so he naturally wanted to figure it out.Listening to the power of the soul array is unpredictable, Guan Lingdao should stay away, the farther the better.

He stepped out from behind the boulder and looked up.

There is something wrong with the atmosphere here, it seems to be noisier than before, with undercurrents surging.Suddenly, a suppressed cry of pain came from the high platform of the Cen family, and everyone looked up, only to see a woman's figure falling straight to the ground.

No, that woman is Cen Muyi!

Ji Qingyan subconsciously wanted to fly up to rescue her, but unfortunately before he could make a move, a water-blue figure not far away was a step too early, flew up and picked up the woman horizontally, circled half a circle in the air and landed on the ground.

Surrounded by silence, I don't know how to react to the silence.Yunluo Mountain on the high platform of the Yun family had already rushed out, with a face of humiliation, raging with anger, the long sword in his hand fell straight to the ground and stabbed towards Qi Ning who was hugging Cen Muyi.Yun Luozhen just yelled "Stop", Qi Ning held Cen Muyi in his arms and couldn't resist, and was immediately pierced by the long sword through his waist, blood spattered three feet!