Judging from Xue Qinglan's understanding of Wen Heng, who was still four years ago, unless he was in a hurry, he would not directly scold him, and usually said something politely.The more false the politeness, the more angry he is. If you can't understand this and continue to confront him, don't think of him as a good face in this life.

If this habit has not changed after four years, Wen Heng is probably a little annoyed by now.

The meaning of what he said just now is roughly equivalent to "If you don't take the initiative to come over, I will go over and arrest you in person", which is an implicit threat.

Compared with the phantom gentleness at first glance, his brows are frosty and cold at this moment, which is more in line with Xue Qinglan's imagination of how the two should look when they meet again, like a real, living person.

Before Xue Qinglan could speak, Lu Hongyi agreed first: "Since Shaoxia Yue has kindly invited you, Hufa Xue shouldn't refuse." She turned her face like turning over a book, and looked at Xue Qinglan with a smile: "If Hufa Xue can participate in the Sword Discussion Conference Showing off your fists and befriending the heroes of the world is also adding honor to the suzerain and making a great contribution to the Hanging Star Sect."

Wen Heng echoed leisurely at the side: "Exactly."

Lu Hongyi deliberately wanted to cause trouble for Xue Qinglan, regardless of whether he agreed or not, she smiled at Wen Heng and quickly led them away.

Xue Qinglan was abandoned by her colleagues and stood there helplessly.Wen Heng turned the blade back, returned the long sword to him, and said, "Take a step to speak."

Not in front of Chui Xingzong, he didn't even bother to say "Xue Hufa", he almost wrote "I'm angry" clearly on his face.

The first round has been finished so far, it is almost noon, the heat is steaming, and the sun is high in the sky, shaking people's eyes.The Sword Sect of the Chu family set up a banquet at the foot of the mountain and invited all the heroes to drink together.While the crowd dispersed, Wen Heng and Xue Qinglan walked one after the other under the shade of a continuous tree.

The two faced each other, both were speechless.

Those flashing memories, unfulfilled promises, unknown torments and twists and turns...all turned into silent dodges at this moment.There is a river between them. Even if misunderstandings can be cleared up, reasons can be explained clearly, and even hidden wounds can be healed, no one can wade through this passing water.

After being silent for a while, Xue Qinglan spoke first: "Young Master Yue called me over, what advice do you have?"

Wen Heng frowned, suppressed the sullen anger in his heart because of his birth status, and said calmly: "It's not about giving advice, I haven't seen you for many years, I want to ask you to catch up, can't I?"

Xue Qinglan seemed to laugh, and lowered her eyes to stop looking at him: "Young Master Yue is very elegant."

"I'm a member of the Hanging Star Sect now. There's no balance between good and evil, and I shouldn't be able to go with Mr. Yue." He said lightly, "If you still want to talk about the old days, you'd better go to your senior brother first and ask about my relationship with Chun. Jun faction's old enemy."

Wen Heng suddenly said: "Back then, when I was not selected as a personal disciple, I left Yueying Mountain and came to Zhanchuan City, and went to a medicine hall to be an introductory disciple. I have lived in the valley for four years. To tell you the truth, I just came out of the valley five days ago, and I have no idea what happened in the past four years—"

Xue Qinglan was taken aback when he heard that, his eyes softened slightly, and he still stared at him dubiously.

He thought that Wen Heng wanted to ask him why he had a grudge with the Chunjun faction, but he heard him say: "So, I did miss the appointment back then. I'm sorry, but I didn't mean not to look for you."

"I came late and kept you waiting."

More than 1000 days and nights, every day was like a knife, Xue Qinglan gradually got used to this kind of torture, and the ordinary pain was no longer enough to make him change color.But even so, when I heard Wen Heng's voice and said unexpected words, I still felt that my heart was pinched, and the pain made me want to cry.

But the years have passed, things are different, and Wen Heng still feels guilty for the agreement made back then, but he is no longer the kid who just waits for others to pick him up.

Xue Qinglan's eyes were red, and he tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart, and said coldly: "I didn't wait for you."

He was choked with sobs at the end, and his eyes were full of water, but he was very tough, and he would never show any weakness. Obviously, he was hurt too deeply and his guard was still there.Wen Heng didn't dare to recruit him again, and sighed: "Okay, I didn't wait. I was alone in the mountains for too long, and I was so dazed thinking about it."

Xue Qinglan: "..."

Being interrupted by him like this, the turbulent mood finally calmed down a little.He changed the subject: "So, you had an adventure in the valley and practiced peerless martial arts? Did that weirdo—"

Wen Heng: "What?"

Xue Qinglan was confused when he was concerned, and almost asked the truth, immediately stopped talking, and said perfunctorily: "It's nothing. Mr. Yue's encounter this time can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, which is gratifying and congratulatory."

Wen Heng is so shrewd, he immediately reacted and said with a smile: "That weird man took me away to teach me martial arts, he didn't mean to harm me, don't worry."

For the first time, Xue Qinglan felt that being too smart is not a good thing. It was like this in the past, and it is still like this now. Everything he says in front of Wen Heng will be seen through.

Seeing that he turned his head away and said nothing, Wen Heng explained again: "Just now in the arena, I challenged you as Chunjun's disciple, so I don't have to make it difficult for you. The Chunjun faction once had a great favor for me, but now that the master is in trouble, I will fight against you. Even though you are no longer at the gate wall, you cannot stand by and watch."

"That's right." Xue Qinglan agreed, "You must pay for your kindness. Repaying grievances with kindness is the way of chivalry. An honest gentleman like Mr. Yue naturally misses old feelings, but an evil heretic like me doesn't understand. It's embarrassing not to repay revenge for kindness, and not to be wolf-hearted. What about the self-proclaimed devil?"

Wen Heng: "..."

He really has a headache.Although Xue Qinglan was withdrawn and indifferent when he was a child, he wasn't against him, and he didn't have a temper after getting to know him well; now he contradicts every word he says, and has to fight him, knowing that Wen Heng didn't regard him as a villain It means that he wants to classify himself as a demon heretic, as if he is not reconciled until Wen Heng is so angry that he breaks up with him, and he will find fault if there is no fight.

Wen Heng wanted to scold Xue Qinglan to wake him up, but when he thought about how obedient he was when he was a child, he had suffered a lot in the Chuxing Xingzong all these years, and he couldn't help himself, so he had to suppress his anxiety and slowly enter Huairou , so as not to add new wounds to him before the old wounds have healed.

Moreover, sometimes the more a person cares about something, the more he has to deliberately belittle something, for fear that it will become a weakness, so as to paralyze himself, thinking that this way he will not be seen through by others.

Having said that, Wen Heng is not a particularly good-natured person after all, his young master has a deep-rooted temper, and he scolded Su Youfeng when he was in the valley.Although he didn't think Xue Qinglan's eccentricity was disobedient, he couldn't tolerate Xue Qinglan's self-slander, and even wanted to draw a line with him.

"There is a saying that I have endured for a long time. I am afraid that I will belittle you if I say it. You have to recruit me again and again." Wen Heng completely gave up his tall and straight demeanor, leaned against the tree next to him, and his limbs relaxed with this movement. , is an almost harmless gesture, but there is a slight sarcasm in the words, "Qing Lan, I have never seen a demon pointing a sword at someone, his face is so wronged that he wants to throw himself into the other's arms and cry one game."

"..."

These words are really stupid, Xue Qinglan was stunned by him, and didn't think of scolding him for a moment.

Wen Heng pulled out the long sword from his waist, handed it to him with his backhand, and forced him to ask: "Since you are ungrateful and don't miss your old feelings, why didn't you just stab me to death with the sword just now? Is it good to be backlashed by your own internal force? I just ruined my life. I have given you the great plan of the Hanging Star Sect, now I will give you a chance to kill me, come, take the sword!"

The excuses for refutation came to his lips immediately, Xue Qinglan could turn his face away or talk nonsense, anyway, no one cared whether he really thought so.

But he couldn't say it in front of Wen Heng.

When others can't see through it, saying anything will have the same effect. People have already seen through their thoughts, and trying to cover them up will not only be useless, but also ridiculous, and will only make people laugh.

Wen Heng watched his eyes dim like fireworks, it was neither sad nor disappointed, but lifeless and lifeless indifference.

Before the embers of fire were completely extinguished, Wen Heng threw the sword, straightened his body and took a step forward, reaching out to hug him in his arms.

His vision darkened, his ears were full of drumming noises, and his hands and feet didn't seem to belong to him. At this moment, only his sense of smell was still functioning as usual.This morning Wen Heng went up to the mountain to fight, although he didn't spend much effort, his clothes were stained with a lot of dust after all.But in the dusty atmosphere, there was actually a very faint scent of green bamboo, which suddenly calmed Xue Qinglan's heart.

Memories stick out from a distant place, still indistinctly like many years ago.

At this time, there is only an empty terrace on the isolated peak, and there is no one around.The land is vast and the sky is high, and the peaks are like clusters. Wen Heng can wrap his entire waist with one arm, and put his other hand on the back of his neck and rub it gently a few times.Their chests touched each other, their heartbeats gradually became the same, as if time stopped suddenly, and the world was brought back in this small shade of a tree.

"Brother didn't think you were bad, nor was he scolding you, but..." He laughed self-deprecatingly, "Before I saw you, I guessed that you would blame me, but I didn't expect that you and I would be so divided. "

He closed his eyes and buried it on the side of Xue Qinglan's neck, and heaved a long sigh. For a person who was always as calm as a mountain, there was a faint sadness in his voice at this moment.

"Qinglan, be angry, be angry, don't push me out, okay?"

Wen Heng lowered his head to talk to him, his warm breath caressed his temples and ears inadvertently, and the frozen man finally began to thaw from that little blush.Heat flowed all over his body, as if someone spread wide wings above his head, Xue Qinglan's straight shoulders relaxed, and he stretched out his arms to hug Wen Heng's waist like a child, and buried himself completely in his arms.

He was finally able to honestly face the true emotions that had been suppressed for many years.

"I'm not angry," he murmured, "I just thought... never seeing you again."

"I miss you...Senior Brother."

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