Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Eighteen chapters

An Xichen said before that he wanted to leave, but after the Kongming lantern was released, he went back to the inn with him obediently, and never mentioned the thing that he said he wanted to leave before going to bed.

If he didn't say anything, Qiao Xishui would save trouble.An Xichen slept for most of the day, but after late at night, he felt sleepy and went out, not knowing what to do.

Qiao Xishui knew that her relationship with him was not that close yet.He didn't ask a word, seeing that he was going out, he just said don't get caught.

Although what he said was nonsense, it could make An Xichen understand that he was caring about him.

An Xichen ignored him and left.

But Qiao Xishui is used to the unpopular An Xichen brand, and he tasted this sentence for a long time, and finally the more he thought about it, the more shrewd he felt. Genius, how can there be a little genius like me in the world!Absolutely!

Qiao Xishui regained consciousness after being intoxicated for a while, and called the system, wanting to check the favorability.

系统24小时兢兢业业，他一叫，就立刻跳开了一个对话框：【好感度：up↑30！现好感度80！洗白度up↑3％！现洗白度8％！恭喜贵方！由于洗白度与好感度共同提升，触发回忆版块解锁加成！解锁18％回忆版块！】

……so much?

[Because the task is in progress, the memory will not be activated for the time being, and the liquidation will be done after the task is completed, thank you for your understanding! 】

After saying this, the system retracted the dialog box.Qiao Xishui knew that this broken system would shut off the microphone after speaking, and would not make any more noise.

...Finally, there is no such thing as Memeda who asks for a kiss in Baidu's translation accent.

Qiao Xishui yawned without ambiguity at all, blew out the red candle by the bed, and fell asleep.

When he slept, he didn't sleep too deeply or lightly, and he heard the tick-tock sound in a daze.

It seemed to be the sound of liquid dripping, but he was dreaming, and he only heard it when he was half asleep and half awake.He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, because what he dreamed was An Xichen again.

It was still an unchanging dream, An Xichen was dressed in white, and the young man above everyone couldn't straighten his back, begging him in a low voice.

I had this dream three or four times, and each time An Xichen said "help me" over and over again, and this time it was the same.

It seemed that someone moved the red candle by the bed, coughed a few times, and the movement was a bit loud.Qiao Xishui frowned in her sleep, groaned for a while, turned over in a half-dream and half-awake state, and opened her eyes slightly.

With sleepy eyes, he could vaguely discern someone looking at him beside his bed.

There is really no one else but An Xichen who wants to do such nosy things and wears all black.Qiao Xishui was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he closed his eyes with a murmur, smiled at him in a daze, smacked his mouth again, and fell asleep.

He heard An Xichen sigh, he didn't know if it was the boy in the dream or the traitor outside the dream.

When I woke up the next day, An Xichen had disappeared, and I don't know where he went.

But he should have come back last night, the red candle by the bed moved, and it was he who moved it.

When there is light, Qiao Xishui will definitely wake up.But he didn't, which proved that An Xichen was either afraid of waking him up and didn't move, or he took it to the back room for use.

This room is divided into two rooms, one comes in with a big bed, a table and a chair in front of the bed, and a tea set on the table.And go further inside, there is a small back room.There is no bed in the back room, a small desk and a window, so the space is not that big.

Qiao Xishui went into the back room to have a look, but An Xichen was nowhere to be seen.But the chair moved to the window, I don't know what he did last night.

An Xichen came back late and left early, I really don't know what he is busy with.

Qiao Xishui scratched her face, yawned and went to wash up.

After washing up, he headed towards the martial arts arena.Before he reached the edge of the bridge, he saw a group of children from Qingfengmen getting up early and waiting for him at the end of the bridge.

Seeing him coming, they all waved to him, telling him to hurry up.

After walking for a while, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Qiao Xishui is rigid and indifferent, with a vicious tongue like an unreasonable old man. Logically speaking, no one would dare to greet him with such a big fanfare.At most, Chi Xikong, who is also a minor, can talk to him a few more words, or Fang Ximing is bored and comes to play with him with wooden figures.

It was too late for the others to hide from him, and he would rather wait for it to heal than ask Qiao Xishui to scold him.

How could a group of people gather at the bridge and wave to him, smiling like a spring breeze?Are they out of their minds or am I blind?

Most importantly, why did Fang Ximing stare at him?

Fang Ximing, the head of the Qingfengmen, was holding a sword, leaning against a stone lion, his eyes were like Shura, as if he wanted to stare at him.

Qiao Xishui: "..."

He couldn't find a possibility in his mind.

If they saw An Xichen last night, it would be impossible for this group of people to greet him with smiles on their faces.

Qiao Xishui searched her brains and thought of being bald, but couldn't think of a possibility.But it's impossible to turn around and run away, weighing left and right, so I can only bite the bullet and walk over.

The farther he went, the harder the group laughed.

When he finally stood still, except for himself, Lin Wuhua, the male protagonist Fang Ximing, and Qu Qixiang, the ten members of Qingfengmen quickly surrounded him, all grinning. Big mouth, laughing like a bunch of crazy.

Qiao Xishui: "...what's wrong?"

They didn't say a word, they just laughed, laughing until Qiao Xishui's scalp went numb.

Qiao Xishui: "...What's the matter? Is there something on my face?"

"No, no." Dai Ximeng covered her face with her sleeves, giggled and waved her hands, "Oh, it's already autumn, but Senior Brother Qiao is coming from winter to spring~"

Qiao Xishui: "...?"

He was at a loss here, and another young man, Su Wulin, who had been treated indifferently by An Xichen, also teased and laughed: "That's right, I just heard, when did Brother Qiao have an affair? Tell everyone when you have time Your love story?"

Qiao Xishui: "......??"

What the hell is it a love story? ?

The other one is more exaggerated. If Dai Ximeng's smile covering his face with his sleeves is considered gentle, then this one is laughing like a pervert.Li Xicha laughed so hard that she leaned over and said, "Brother! Why is Miss An of your family taller than you?"

Qiao Xishui: "........."

Oh, come on.

He got it.

Feelings Yesterday, he and An Xichen ate and played in the busy city. Thanks to An Xichen's voice changing and wearing a hat, he changed into black and no one could recognize him.

In the end, he was hit by Qingfengmen, and more importantly, neither of them noticed.

... Or maybe An Xichen noticed it, but he didn't bother to care.

In any case, it seems that this group of fools really equated An Xichen with the girl An at the entrance of the village he talked about.

If they knew that they were making fun of their enemy, An Xichen, how would they feel...

Qiao Xishui tried her best to stabilize herself, and said with two hehes, "When will you..."

"We saw you buying Kongming lanterns just as we went up to Shizi Bridge last night." Chi Xikong said with a smile, "We wanted to go to you and ask you to put them together. But you have to leave after buying, and I haven't called yet." Stop you, Brother Fang told us to keep quiet, and then..."

"Then you run to find someone else, Miss An is so shy, she even wears a gauze hat—"

I don't know who lengthened the voice, which caused a burst of laughter.

"Brother, do you want to meet a girl who is taller than you?"

"What should I do, brother, is Ms. An a monk? Is she going to protect you?"

"It's great, Brother Qiao has gained love for such a piece of wood!"

What everyone said made Qiao Xishui feel complicated.

That's right, it's a monk, or a monk who hacked Qingfengmen all over.surprise?accident?Are you stupid, do you know who you are talking about!Why not ask his full name! ?

He didn't want to be okay, and as soon as he said these words in his heart, as if he had answered his request, Chi Xikong immediately asked: "Junior Brother, what is your Miss An's name?"

Qiao Xishui: "..."

His name is An Xichen, can I tell you?

Can't! !

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Chi Xikong said in surprise: "No way! You don't even know the girl's name?!"

"Wow, I don't even know the name and taboo, and people still travel over mountains and mountains to watch martial arts for you!?"

"And senior brother can't even play, tsk tsk tsk..."

Qiao Xishui: "...No, I know her name."

"What is it called?"

Facing the six heads rushing over, the corner of Qiao Xishui's mouth twitched, and said, "She...is named Zhao."

"An Zhao?" Chi Xikong murmured and said, "It's quite nice."

"Really? I think it's normal. Doesn't the word Zhao mean light?"

"Okay?"

There were still people who wanted to say something, but Fang Ximing's voice was like a gust of cold wind, after howling, no one dared to speak again.

"It's been a long time, why don't you stop playing martial arts?" He said, "And you, don't give others random names. If you can't say it, then you can't say it. If you don't know, you don't know!"

Qiao Xishui was trembling at his fierce heart.Xindao An Xichen is not as fierce as you when talking to a villain, why is he the villain when you are the protagonist?

He thought half of it, and suddenly the alarm bells rang in his heart.

What is random name?

What do you mean if you can't say it, you can't say it?

Qiao Xishui contacted the context and found something was wrong.

The male lead, Fang Ximing, is extremely sober, with a clear distinction between right and wrong, likes and hates, and what is against heaven is that he is born with a radar for the devilish energy in Moxiu's body. Even if he is separated by eight thousand miles, he can feel how far away he is. With a magic repair.

Based on the experience of fighting An Xichen many times before, it was easy for him to tell whether the demon cultivator was the traitor An Xichen or not.

Others can't feel it, but when he stands at the other end of the bridge, he can feel An Xichen standing there.

Qiao Xishui's heart skipped a beat, like falling into an ice cave.

Someone suddenly complained for him, saying: "Brother, do you know Miss An? How do you say that, she is Brother Qiao's sweetheart."

"none of your business."

After Fang Ximing finished speaking, he gouged out Qiao Xishui's eyes, the cold wind whistling in his eyes, he was comparable to Heilian An Xichen.

"You, Qiao Xishui." He bit down every word very hard, looking terribly angry, "The opening ceremony in the morning has nothing to do with us. You, come with me!"

Qiao Xishui: "..."

He put his hands behind his back, touched the wrist wrapped around the blood contract, and secretly said.

It's over, An Xichen, save me.

He seems to know that you are Miss An, what should I do.