Changfeng crosses Baishi

He thought he would wait for a long time, but after saying this, Ying Changfeng said without any hesitation: "Okay."

The promise was so straightforward that Xiao Baishi's mind buzzed and he completely lost his ability to think.He pursed his lips, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and asked nervously, "Is it really possible?"

Ying Changfeng gave him a squinting look: "If you linger any longer, I'll leave by myself."

Xiao Baishi's whole body was torn in two, and he wanted to hug him, but he was afraid of being kicked three feet away by Ying Changfeng.After all, sword repair is ruthless. It is said that after entering the realm, he only concentrates for a while, and his whole body is full of sharp sword energy. It is impossible for ordinary people to get close to him, let alone have physical contact.He managed to suppress the trembling, no matter whether he was happy or nervous, he remembered Ying Changfeng's embarrassing situation now.

It's nothing to hold hands, but if you really want to hug him, take him... Yujian?

Xiao Baishi suddenly remembered the most important thing. He shyly revealed all his family background in Ying Changfeng's increasingly impatient eyes: "I... can only carry you across the mountain wall."

Ying Changfeng frowned and said, "Where's your sword?"

Xiao Baishi covered his face: "No, I've never really tried to fend off a sword. Probably...maybe I might fall."

Ying Changfeng roughly imagined the scene, it was far from the chicness of a monk riding a sword and riding the wind, and it was vaguely weird that could not be described.He frowned slightly, showing a very shallow gully, then relaxed again, and said to Xiao Baishi: "Then let's go on foot, anyway, it's not far away."

"Ah?" Xiao Baishi was thrown cold water on his head, and his high interest immediately fell to the bottom, and he let out a muffled "oh".

The ups and downs of his emotions are too obvious. At this moment, it is reflected in Ying Changfeng's eyes as if he has turned into a rabbit, his two long ears drooped listlessly, and the corners of his eyes and mouth are filled with grievance and unwillingness.

Ying Changfeng is usually too lazy to coax others, and Xiao Baishi is not a child, so he doesn't need some patience.It's just that the person in front of me has always been careful in front of me, and seeing this beautiful face covered with clouds, Ying Changfeng's heart softened for no reason, and he blurted out comforting words: "You have to practice hard."

When Xiao Baishi heard this, he felt even more disgusted, this time there was no "oh".

The other party looked a little sad, and Ying Changfeng realized that his words were too stiff, but he definitely didn't have the embarrassment to go back and make up for it.After walking forward a few steps parallel to Xiao Baishi, he took the initiative to grab Xiao Baishi's wrist.

His hands were very warm, when Xiao Baishi looked over in surprise, Ying Changfeng noticed his reddish eye corners, thought that a few words made him cry unintentionally, and his scalp tightened for a while.

Ying Changfeng pursed his lips and said, "What I mean is, Yu Jian...isn't difficult."

"Of course it's not difficult for you! But I'm not the number one sword cultivator in Dongming Temple." Xiao Baishi said aggrievedly, anyone who listened to his tone would understand that he was being angry.

It's a pity that Ying Changfeng was too serious about martial arts, and didn't understand his implication, and said seriously: "Yujian is just a natural cultivation after the spiritual energy has been refined to a certain level. A wooden branch can be perfectly controlled, and fallen leaves and flying flowers can be used for oneself, so there is no need for a sword."

How could Xiao Baishi not know the sincerity of what he said, but originally he just wanted to be coquettish and let Ying Changfeng coax him a few words, but now it is difficult to answer, and he just said: "I understand."

"I'll teach you when I'm free." Ying Changfeng shook his hand, "Don't worry."

Xiao Baishi was completely confused now: "What's the hurry?"

Ying Changfeng said: "That's not criticizing you, each has its own advances and retreats, just be clear in your heart."

The ending sound was light and soft, and the place where Xiao Baishi was held by him felt numb when the wind picked it up.He let go of Ying Changfeng, covered his ears and sprinted forward a few steps, he liked to suppress Ying Changfeng in his heart for these days, and now it is like the rain after the rain breaks through the ground and sprouts, all turned into his young deer bumping around.

Not far behind, Ying Changfeng didn't understand the ins and outs, and he didn't know anything about his Huaichun thoughts. He asked, "What's the matter? Did I make you unhappy?"

Comfort, concern, reward, tease...

Xiao Baishi was dazzled, and blurted out: "Let's not go to the scripture cave today, okay? I want to go back."

Ying Changfeng frowned slightly when he heard the words, as if he was not satisfied.But Xiao Baishi didn't see the change in his expression, and Ying Changfeng said calmly: "You decide the day."

Xiao Baishi realized that his words ruined the atmosphere too much, and he even didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly said "I'm sorry", and this time he clearly felt that the vague ambiguity between the two disappeared with just three words.Ying Changfeng was still the cold Ying Changfeng, and he also retreated to a position where he should not exceed the rules.

A quarter of an hour ago, we were chatting and laughing, but the return journey was separated by a natural moat.

Xiao Baishi followed suit, following behind to send Ying Changfeng back to Lanzhu Jiaqi's stone steps.The man waved his hand, a gesture he was all too used to - telling him to get out of here.

Ying Changfeng's back is a bit lonely, and the mountain climbing road is not easy for him now.After walking for so long today, will my legs be sore after returning?Many words of concern were stuck in his throat, Xiao Baishi opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, he clenched the stone tightly between his sleeves.

On the Lanzhu Festival, it was still shrouded in clouds and mist as usual, but in Xiao Baishi's eyes, it was no longer a fairyland.

In seven years, for ordinary people, there may have been rapid changes.Young children grow into teenagers, and young people gradually become the pillars of the family...Thousands of days and nights, no one can easily ignore it.

But not so for ascetics.

Xiao Baishi recalled 30 or 50 years ago, and it seemed like a blink of an eye.When Xiao Heyan appeared at the Cuiwei Mountain Pass holding Ying Changfeng who was only breathing, and said to him, "Close the barrier", Ying Changfeng's blood and traces of burning demon fire... were as clear as yesterday.

It was the first time he met Ying Changfeng, and he didn't have the rumored arrogance of holding a sword to protect mountains and rivers, slaying demons and defending the way. His face was like gold paper, but his thin lips were stained red with blood, and his whole face was strange and strange.

"Father, who is he?" Xiao Baishi followed behind Xiao Heyan curiously.

Blood dripped all the way, Xiao Heyan kept walking, the person in his arms was extremely dangerous, he still smiled, thought for a while and said: "Ying Changfeng, I told you before."

Xiao Baishi's eyebrows twitched, and when he looked at Ying Changfeng again, his eyes changed.

Entering a leaf of duckweed, Xiao Baishi followed. He saw Xiao Heyan feed Ying Changfeng a golden pill, seal the big acupoints all over his body to stop the bleeding, and then put him on a stone bed in the mountainside to lie flat.Surrounded by the flow of spiritual energy, Xiao Heyan urged the primordial spirit to force the spiritual power to cover Ying Changfeng's whole body. Immediately afterwards, the survival instinct made Ying Changfeng move his fingertips, and he was immediately healed silently.

For the time being, I have come to an end, and the next thing is to leave it to time.

Xiao Heyan exhausted his energy to save people and was a little tired, so he briefly told Xiao Baishi the ins and outs of the matter, and said, "I didn't intend to tell the disciples in the sect, you keep this secret for me."

Xiao Baishi only vaguely knew that Ying Changfeng seemed to be very important to his father, so he nodded.

One day later, Xiao Heyan began to retreat, and Xiao Baishi ran to a leaf of duckweed between his daily practice.

The imaginary Ying Changfeng should be a Taoist priest who is not angry but powerful. After all, he is known as a "martial idiot".Such a person probably doesn't care much about his appearance, Xiao Baishi doesn't even understand why his father is so attached to him.

After seeing the real Ying Changfeng, he realized that he was all wrong.

The man lay quietly, ignorant of the outside world, and the wounds all over his body healed slowly under the blessing of spiritual power.

He looked carefully, and found that Ying Changfeng looked like this: his breathing was weak, his brows were quiet, and he didn't have a single bit of sharpness that belonged to a sword cultivator.The pair of slender eyes and the thin lips are a bit indifferent, showing a bit of sadness because of the serious injury, and the bloody clothes that have not been changed are even more shocking.

The skin that had been burned by Huo Dou Yaohuo was exposed, and Xiao Baishi could clearly see the faint lines of flames on it, as if they were still burning on his body, and his heart ached immediately.

He stood by the stone bed, seeing that Ying Changfeng's eyebrows were stained with blood, which just turned into a solidified cinnabar. His eyes fell on the bright red mark for a long time, and he couldn't help raising his hand to touch it lightly.

At that moment, the bloodstains melted away and remained on Xiao Baishi's fingertips. The demon fire did not hurt this place, but Xiao Baishi suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded.He opened it up to look, and there was a bright crimson tinge on his fingertips.

Ying Changfeng's breathing was inaudible, and his appearance was neither green nor fangs nor crooked, in the eyes of Xiao Baishi at this moment, it couldn't be more beautiful.

His fingertips were still a little hot, Xiao Baishi stretched out his hand and lightly touched the side of Ying Changfeng's face—it was a little cold, but warm as jade, and his mouth suddenly became dry.

His uncontrollable heartbeat started from that moment, and when he met Ying Changfeng, he couldn't stop it.

For the next five years, Ying Changfeng recuperated in a leaf of duckweed.

The spiritual nourishment made him regain consciousness quickly, but when Ying Changfeng knew that it was Xiao Heyan who saved him, he reacted violently and wanted to leave.How could Xiao Heyan finally have the opportunity to trap him in his palm? How could Ying Changfeng get what he wanted? He ruthlessly abolished his martial arteries and spread the news to the world, turning Ying Changfeng into a nominal confinement man. , forcing him to recuperate from his wounds and take medicine, with all his tenderness and cruelty at the same time.

By the sixth year, most of Ying Changfeng's internal injuries had healed, but he still couldn't break free from the imprisonment.

During this period, Xiao Baishi was always not far away, because of Xiao Heyan, Ying Changfeng hated him, and never had a good face.It wasn't until he went to Lanzhu Jiaqi that he and Ying Changfeng spoke for the first time.

He still remembered that it was full of spring at that time, after saying the name, Ying Changfeng frowned and asked, "What?"

So I explained it: don't ask for immortals, Baishi Qingquan, let alone ask for Taoyuandongtian.A furnace of incense, a cup of spring snow.Suddenly, it is already, the pine tip is full and the moon is full. (*

Ying Changfeng turned his head away when he heard half of it.

As the sun and the moon change, Xiao Baishi holds the stone that Ying Changfeng picked up from the stream, and repeatedly compares his attitudes before and after, with a warm feeling in his heart slowly flowing through his body.

"He gave me this..." Xiao Baishi glanced at the moonlight by the window and said to himself, "I let him go, but he didn't go. How come there are so many enemies... Does he also have nostalgia for this place?"

Everyone in the world knows that Xiao Heyan fell in love at first sight, but few people know that Ying Changfeng's resemblance to Xin Yi is why he is so crazy.

Xiao Baishi thought, that doesn't count, he can truly be called a glance of ten thousand years in response to Changfeng.

The author says:

Xiaobai: I hate that you are a log!

* Partial use of Ji Yi's "Taichang Yin"