Zhu He

Seeing the person lying there silently, Chang Jiaci was stunned for a while before he thought of going to investigate. He grabbed the clothes on one side with shaking hands and draped them around his body, and stepped out of the barrel stiffly.

"Dong Qinghe..." Chang Jiaci called out defensively.

no reply.

"Dong Qinghe... Dong Qinghe!"

Chang Jiaci walked to the side of the man on the ground and stepped on his back, still as if he was dead, Chang Jiaci finally confirmed that the other party was really unconscious.

He slowly squatted down, his eyes fell on Dong Qinghe's face first, the long black hair stuck to his side face whether it was soaked in sweat or the medicine, Dong Qinghe's eyes that were always bright like stars were also at this moment It was tightly closed, and the hands that were still holding her just now fell to the side weakly, pale and weak... I never imagined that one day I could use such words to describe the person in front of me.

After Chang Jiaci checked him up and down, his eyes paused on Dong Qinghe's slender neck, which was white and powerless, as if he was waiting for something.

Chang Jiaci loosened his fingers slightly, let go of the clothes he was holding, and slowly caressed the opponent's throat.The gentle pulse was beating at the fingertips, telling himself that Dong Qinghe was still alive, but he was unconscious and powerless to resist now, if he pinched harder, would the thin pulse Disappeared?

Then Chang Jiaci finally got his wish, and finally got rid of the entangled fate. From now on, there will be no one in front of him in this world, no more Dong Qinghe...

Just use some force, and soon, soon.

While thinking, Chang Jiaci obeyed the call in his heart, and slowly tightened his knuckles.

A bright color appeared in the palm at the same time, it was the golden light of Dong Qinghe's body protection, but I don't know if it was because of Jiaci's lack of cultivation, even if he pinched someone, it was far less than one-thousandth of the palm force of Dong Qinghe in the past, or at this moment Dong Qinghe was too weak to even support this defense. In short, the golden color was very pale compared to before, and it only made Chang Jiaci's hands and feet numb.

But with his exertion, the power of the golden light was released bit by bit, because Dong Qinghe's face was congested with blood, and Chang Jiaci's chest also began to congest due to the resistance of the golden light, a frightening force flowed from Dong Qinghe The exudation from his body permeated Chang Jiaci's whole body along the place where the two touched, suppressing his limbs and internal organs, making him drowsy, and he might soon be unable to hold on, but Chang Jiaci But he was unwilling to give up. He had already committed a stupidity once, and he didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Kill this person... I can kill him with a little more time, and I can finally kill him...

Chang Jiaci endured trembling all over his body, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and the strong smell of blood poured from his breath to other five sense organs, dyeing Chang Jiaci's sight red.Dong Qinghe's face and Lian Tang's face began to flash in front of his eyes, some were gentle, some were pampered, some were shocked, some were disappointed, red, white and white, sadness and joy, twisted and complicated intertwined Together, they finally freeze on a face of despair and sadness...

With a flick of Chang Jiaci's finger, the golden light under his finger exploded, causing Chang Jiaci to vomit a mouthful of blood, completely lost his strength, and had no chance to continue.

It was still a little short, just a short breath away, but Chang Jiaci still failed.

Why……

Falling on Dong Qinghe's chest, Chang Jiaci glared at him unwillingly.

Why... so difficult! ?

Obviously hope is always in front of your eyes, but you really reach out to touch it, only to find that it is just a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water.

Dong Qinghe, how long are you going to torture me...

Before falling asleep, Chang Jiaci thought bitterly.

……

When he woke up again, the sky outside the window was already dark, but he and Dong Qinghe still maintained the posture just now.

Moving his stiff hands and feet, Chang Jiaci tried his best to sit up, looked at himself in a mess, and then at the people on the ground, Chang Jiaci cursed a foul word and stood up.

Wanting to call someone, but afraid of being ashamed, he could only try his best to wear the clothes roughly, and then dragged the unknown Dong Qinghe onto the bed like a dead pig, but there was no abnormality left. Afterwards, Qing Lang was summoned.

Seeing Qinglang hurriedly looking for Jin Xueli, Chang Jiaci gritted his teeth behind his back and told him, "Don't... tell others..."

Not long after, Jin Xueli came and wanted to get Chang Jiaci to rest, but Chang Jiaci refused, just staring at the hand of Elder Jin treating Dong Qinghe, and asked coldly: "He...why did he do this?"

Jin Xueli said: "Uh, the sect master spent too much cultivation for a while."

Chang Jiaci snorted and said, "You treat me... as a three-year-old child?" Dong Qinghe's bottomless Taoism, can heal himself like this?

Elder Jin didn't change his face: "The poisonous gas of chaos has entered your lungs, the door is mainly to draw it out, and is afraid that your tendons will be damaged, so I have to use my cultivation to protect your whole body first and then rescue it. A hundred times the usual healing."

Is it?

Chang Jiaci was skeptical, and looked at Dong Qinghe's appearance, but he really couldn't think of any reason why he would become like this.

Seeing that Chang Jiaci didn't have much gratitude and self-ashamedness in his eyes, but the eyes looking at Dong Qinghe were dark and complicated, Elder Jin was a little unhappy, and emphasized: "The master of the sect has spared no effort for your injury. It's hard to say."

Chang Jiaci sneered: "What's so hard to say? Or you didn't make up how to say it?"

"you……"

Elder Jin didn't expect Chang Jiaci to be so ignorant and ungrateful, his face turned pale with anger, but fortunately he still remembered Dong Qinghe's thousand and one thousand instructions, and didn't pour out all the grievances in his heart to this person, He only prescribed another prescription for Chang Jiaci's injury and threw it to Qing Lang, then flung his sleeves and left.

Before leaving, Jin Xueli said: "Sincere versus ruthless, sincere versus widowed, I don't know how many people out there envy the sect master's uniqueness and unparalleled talent, but they don't know that he just met a heartless fellow. "

Chang Jiaci sneered unabated, until Jin Xueli left, he turned around and fell down beside the bed so tired.Looking at the people close at hand, Chang Jiaci suddenly reached out and touched Dong Qinghe's quiet face.

"Yeah, that's how it is... Sincerely being ungrateful and ungrateful, the most pitiful, so pitiful..."

His tone was cold, but there seemed to be a little tenderness in the hand that brushed the side of the man's cheek, but he left in an instant...

……

In the end, Chang Jiaci leaned against the bed and fell asleep. He was still wearing the wet clothes he had put on in the bath, and afterward he was completely dry, only a little cold after the cool breeze passed.

He was trembling in his sleep, and in a daze, he seemed to be hugged by a pair of hands, and pulled him into the lukewarm quilt.

Chang Jiaci leaned on that broad embrace, his stiff limbs finally relaxed, he moved his head, found a comfortable position and fell asleep deeply.

*******

When Jiaci woke up the next day, he was the only one on the bed.

Just when Chang Jiaci was thinking whether last night was just a dream of his own, the door of the room opened and closed, and Dong Qinghe strode in.

He changed into a blue and white robe, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a straight figure. He met Chang Jiaci's eyes, smiled slightly, and walked to the bedside.

"Are you awake? Do you feel better?" Dong Qinghe asked gently.

Chang Jiaci thought, the questioner and the person being asked are reversed.

Dong Qinghe seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and his smile deepened: "I'm sorry, I suddenly went crazy yesterday, which scared you."

What kind of obsession are you?

"I thought you were dead." Chang Jiaci said bluntly.

"I drank Elder Jin's medicine, and I'm fine, and I won't be like this in the future." Dong Qinghe continued to reassure.

"Really..." Chang Jiaci's eyes showed disappointment.

Dong Qinghe acted as if he didn't see it, and realized that he was about to sit up, so he hugged him: "Don't worry, just lie down for a while, your energy channels will be shaken, and you need to rest for two days."

Chang Jiaci looked at the other party defensively: "Who told you?"

Dong Qinghe touched Chang Jiaci's Qingxu face and said: "No one told me and I knew, it must have been affected by my golden light."

Chang Jiaci gave a pause, and the reason why Jin Guanghu appeared was because Dong Qinghe was attacked. The other party should understand this truth, but judging by his appearance, he doesn't seem to care?

Facing Chang Jiaci's questioning face but not knowing how to speak, Dong Qinghe laughed.

"Why, are you afraid that I will doubt you?"

Chang Jiaci frowned: "Can't you?"

"Qing Lang said, when I lost consciousness, you were the one who put me on the bed," Dong Qinghe covered Chang Jiaci with a quilt, and held him half in his arms with one hand, with a soft voice, "Besides, the Chaos Demon The qi is only half dispelled now, even if you repeat it, it's normal, how can I blame you. Just look at me, just sit here properly... You will always be fine, Jiaci."

As Dong Qinghe said, there was a trace of persistence and firmness in the softness of his eyes, and he was so confident that it seemed inevitable, but Chang Jiaci was suddenly taken aback.

Killing Dong Qinghe and embarking on his own flat road, this has always been the future that Chang Jiaci envisioned. He has thought about it countless times and firmly believes in the future. He feels that he can do it, because there is no second way. I can go.But at that moment, Chang Jiaci seemed to hear a crackling sound in his ears, like a crack in his deep obsession being repeatedly hit by a huge heavy object...

So small, but revealing a little bit of wind.

Chang Jiaci was in a trance when there was a knock on the door inside the house, and Qing Lang whispered from outside that Elder Zhelong asked to see him.

Dong Qinghe asked: "Elder Zhelong, what's the matter?"

Just as Qing Lang was about to speak, the sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the house.

Zhe Long has a quick temper, he only thinks that Dong Qinghe is still living in this room, according to the previous conscientiousness of the sect master, he will never blame them for being reckless because of the emergency, so before Qing Lang recovers, Zhe Long Already pushed the door open.

"Sect Master, it's not good!"

As soon as the big man spoke, he saw the scene in the room. Dong Qinghe was sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging a person tightly in his arms, his head was next to his, and his lips were next to the person's cheek, as if talking, more like...

Zhelong froze there.

Qinglang and Qingyi outside the house were also a little dazed. Although Dong Qinghe had brought him back for a long time, and everyone knew that they lived together every night, but because of Dong Qinghe's upright and stable appearance in the past, anyone would He won't think about his excessive behavior, it is really a benevolent act, and what's more, he attributes the reason to the other person, saying that he is a demon cultivator after all, and he is best at those tricks to seduce people and seduce people, so he provokes him. The sect master is so sympathetic, who would have thought it would be such a scene...

Compared to Chang Jiaci who was also taken aback, Dong Qinghe remained calm, ignored the struggle of the person in his arms, and only gently put him back on the bed before turning to Zhe Long, saying: "What's wrong? "

Fortunately, Zhelong was also a rough man, so he immediately pulled back his wisdom and said, "Sect Master, You Tianjiao Wan Jiaozhu and Yangshan Paifu Sect Master both died in their respective sects last night."

"How did you die?" Dong Qinghe asked unexpectedly.

Zhe Long said: "It's the same as before...Fu Feng's death."

Dong Qinghe raised his eyebrows.

Chang Jiaci behind him was also somewhat unexpected.

The same as that person's death?He was also beheaded and took his soul?This... was Shen Yuanxiu doing it?For the Big Dipper array?

That's not right, I just went to see him in the Star Department yesterday, and he clearly said that the remaining three people have not been found yet, and it is impossible for that unlucky ghost to escape so quickly, and the only cultivation base he has left at the moment is not enough. Kill those two people.How did these two die?

Chang Jiaci looked at Dong Qinghe's back in a daze, and saw that he was also looking at him, his eyes were difficult to distinguish.

Chang Jiaci's heart tightened, and just as he was about to sink his face, he heard Dong Qinghe say: "Take a good rest, I'll go back as soon as I go."