Rebirth of Adorable Immortal Journey

But soon, Xiao Ran felt that it could not be Qiao Heng.

Practicing swords on the cliff focuses on enlightenment and sharpening the heart of the sword, so Qiao Heng never uses physical strength, and those who can make such a movement here are mostly the sword cultivators of the Shoushan Sword Sect.

"People don't hang out with a full bottle of water. It's not shameful for this group of people with half a bottle of water to hang around there." Xiao Ran slandered, and went into Qiao Heng's bedroom, and he saw the deity sitting in the hall.

Slipping away in the middle of receiving guests today, someone is somewhat embarrassed.

And he also keenly noticed that Qiao Heng was a little colder than usual, knowing that he came in, he didn't even open his eyes.

"Ancestor, this disciple talked with Zen Master Guangqian today, and only then did he realize that Daruo Mountain is very good!"

I wanted to find a topic to talk about on my own, but I didn't expect Qiao Heng to open his eyes because of this, and just looked straight at him like this. The look in his eyes made Xiao Ran's heart flutter, and he didn't know what to say next.

"Where is it?" After a long time, Qiao Heng said suddenly, but his tone was a little strange.

For some reason, looking at those eyes, Xiao Ran suddenly felt that maybe Qiao Heng knew what thoughts he had once had.

Originally, he wanted to justify a few words, but Xiao Ran suddenly lost his interest.

On weekdays, he would lie casually, chatted with Monk Guangqian for a few words, and seemed to have an epiphany, but now in front of Qiao Heng, he didn't even bother to perfunctory,

"Anyway, it's better than here." At least in his opinion, if there is no Linggutian and Qiao Heng here, nowhere will be good...

But after finishing speaking, Xiao Ran felt regretful again, because what he said was indeed a bit "rebellious" - the majestic Qingyu Gate can't compare to a barren mountain?

You must know that Daruo Mountain is very close to the extreme north, and Guiyuan Temple is the first barrier to suppress Wanmo Ridge, so there are few people, not to mention that the incense is at its peak, and there are not even a few people.

In contrast, Qingyumen is the mainstay of Daoist cultivators in the Central Plains, and the entire Moxun Mountain Range is a well-known spiritual vein. The scenery has thousands of changes, and the four seasons are picturesque.

Even the shopping malls at the foot of the mountain are more than one, and they are very lively all year round.

Not to mention that Xiao Ran is a disciple of the Qingyu Sect, and he actually felt that this sect is not as good as the Buddha's residence. His remarks are of course shocking.

As the patriarch of Qingyumen, how could Qiao Heng be indifferent to these words?

Sure enough, Old Ancestor Qiao got up and walked straight towards Xiao Ran. The tall figure alone gave people a sense of oppression as soon as he approached, forcing Xiao Ran to take half a step back.

In the end, someone grabbed his wrist, and he was immediately startled so that his whole body exploded.

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——I really want to pry his mouth open to see what other uncomfortable things this guy can say...

Qiao Heng brought the person in front of him, and Xiaojiu Xiaoxiu fell into his arms.

A faint fragrance of green grass, and a hint of Jiangzhen fragrance... This is the smell of Xiao Ran.

Qiao Heng didn't even need to open his eyes or use his consciousness to know who he was.

But different from the past, these familiar smells are mixed with some Buddhist fragrance, which I wanted to ignore, but it was always stuck in my throat.

Just like Xiao Ran had guessed Qiao Heng's temper, how could Qiao Heng not be able to tell the truth from what he said?

When to be happy, when to be unhappy, when to test, when to bluff...

In the past, it was hard for Qiao Heng to imagine that a person could have so many petty actions, petty temper, and petty cleverness.

And right in front of him, I'm not afraid of him discovering, not afraid of being exposed, not afraid of being disgusted by him.

It was even more difficult for Old Ancestor Qiao to believe that even though he knew that sometimes he would listen to false, nagging, and meaningless words, he could patiently listen to the whole process.

Even if the other party wandered around for a long time, finally stated his purpose, and then he went to realize it, he would not think that the other party was playing tricks...

The other party's eyes sneaking over, the brilliance in the eyes, and the hand boldly holding his sleeve...all of which make people unable to ignore it.

——If this person is no longer perfunctory like before, and cowardly because he is afraid that he will get angry, is it because the other person already wants to leave, or is it because of some other reason?

Qiao Heng suddenly wanted to try it, but didn't know how.

With the distance between them so close, the breath also became clear, and his eyes unconsciously focused on the slightly parted lips of the other party in surprise.

Thin, it may look soft, as if there is something hidden inside, with an indescribable temptation.

——This is here... Those words that made him more and more unable to calm down came from here...

——If he pokes in, will he find anything...

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Xiao Ran was also confused by the other party.

The air felt a little sluggish, making his head a little chaotic.

——So, what are you going to do now?What does this sword cultivator want to do? !

It's creepy enough to be stared at, and so close!

Qiao Heng is like a huge iceberg, it looks cold from a distance, but it has human body temperature when it gets close.

Xiao Ran didn't feel it when he grabbed the opponent's sleeve, but now he was grabbed by the wrist in turn, but he felt that the place where his skin touched was scorching hot, as if electrified, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

The last time Qiao Heng was worried that he had taken the elixir because he had improved his realm too quickly, so he clasped his wrist and searched with spiritual power, but it was not as frightening as this time.

——Does this sword cultivator still want to bite him? !

Seeing Qiao Heng staring at his mouth, Xiao Ran's head was full of black lines, and wanted to push Qiao Heng away with his hand, but the other party grabbed his other hand.

Xiao Ran's scalp was numb from his stare, and finally he couldn't bear it any longer: "I just think Da Ruo Mountain is better! Da Ruo Mountain is [-] times better than here!" The last sentence was obviously angry, but it suddenly changed the color of the iceberg in front of him.

As if a glacier had just melted, Qiao Heng's mouth actually had a hint of a smile on it.

That smile flashed past, so fast that Xiao Ran almost missed it, but a glimpse was enough for Xiao Ran to be dumbfounded.

——So the sword cultivator just laughed? !What is he laughing at?

It's a pity that Qiao Heng didn't tell him the answer, but finally let go of his hand, and took a step back, returning to his usual calm and self-control.

Xiao Ran probably also felt something, but he couldn't believe his guess.

He subconsciously grabbed Qiao Heng's sleeve, just like when Yu Jian was at the beginning, but at that time it was for borrowing strength, but now he seemed to want to confirm something.

Qiao Heng was not angry when his sleeve was grabbed, and just let him tug like this.

Xiao Ran couldn't turn the corner any longer, and at this moment, it was like being hit on the head with a mallet, and he remembered some things that he had unknowingly ignored.

——No matter how you look at it, this sword cultivator has indulged him too much...

After two lifetimes, it's not that there are no people who pamper him, on the contrary, there are quite a lot of them.

Back then, he had not yet awakened the bloodline of the ancient monsters, and he was still living in the Lu family in Shanzhong. Although he was born in an offshoot, there were always people who loved and fawned on him, because he was the spoiled son of his parents and elders, and the favorite son of the emperor who was flattered by ordinary people.

Later, he awakened his bloodline and was rejected by the clan. He went to the Far West alone. It was true that he had lived through many years of hardships, but there was a fire in his heart, and he always felt that one day he could make more people prostrate at his feet.

In fact, it did so later on.

Encountering opportunities along the way, successfully forming pills and babies, and becoming the head of Luluo Palace. There are followers and so-called "friends" around him. They all have to listen to him and get used to him, because they want to use his power to gain interests or "friendships".

But why did Qiao Heng pamper him, and why did he pamper him?

Qiao Heng is not his father, brother, family, nor his friend, nor is it Xiaoxiu who needs to rely on him in exchange for benefits...

What good can Qiao Heng get by pampering him and pampering him?

Qiao Heng is not so kind to everyone...he seems to be so kind to him?

Xiao Ran stared at the hand that was tugging on the other's sleeve, and found that even so, Qiao Heng did not shake him off... This is too, too easy to make people daydream.

——So, should he ask...

—But how to ask?What are you asking?It's impossible to ask... Are you happy with me?That's too weird...

——Even if he asked, how would Qiao Heng answer?Will he say um, or will he say no?Or do not know?How would he react then?

——Besides, even if Qiao Heng likes him, he doesn't have to agree... This swordsman is so boring, it must be boring to be with him... He likes plants, incense burners, alchemy, and swordsmanship. They only know how to practice swords, and they have no common topic, will they have nothing to talk about in the future...

——But this kind of situation may not happen, because until now he is not the only one who is talking, is Qiao Heng listening?It doesn't feel like it's too bad...

——But... Did Qiao Heng really mean that?So should he open his mouth and ask to understand? ! ! !

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When Xiao Ran came to his senses, he realized that he had thought about a lot of messy things, and had fallen into an infinite loop.

Qiao Heng who was on the opposite side was not annoyed at all when he pulled his sleeves for so long, and he didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for him to figure it out.

——But he still can't figure it out for a while!

There is also the movement of Shoushan Jianzong on the other side of the cliff, which makes people feel upset and irritable.

"It's so noisy!" He whispered unconsciously, as if he was complaining, and seemed to be using this to cover up his emotions.

At this time, the sword cultivator who hadn't made any next move suddenly moved.

Qiao Heng raised a hand slightly, and a stern and domineering sword energy passed by Xiao Ran's side, rushing straight to the outside of the hall.

Almost immediately, there was a loud noise outside, and even the ground trembled.

Soon, everything returned to calm, and the previous movements disappeared, and the world was silent, as if there was only the sword cultivator in front of him.