Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

21 chapter

Qiao Xishui stood by the bridge, hugging the lion's head, watching the water splashing on the small bridge.

This Shizi Bridge was named by Lin Hongyi.The emperor is very interested in Taoism and immortals. Lin Hongyi, as the head of the famous Qingfeng sect in the world, won three championships in martial arts when he was young, and he and the emperor are gentlemen's friends.

So when Lin Hongyi named this bridge, the emperor also gave him a face and repaired the dilapidated Shizi Bridge at that time.A small broken bridge was built into a bridge that can accommodate hundreds of people, and even became the largest in the capital.

It just so happens that Shizi is a homonym for lion, so lion heads were repaired at the head and tail of the bridge, and even lions sitting in rows were repaired on both sides.His level of care, it is estimated that he did not care so much about the empress.

Qiao Xishui was standing in the middle of the bridge at the moment, holding a chubby lion's head with a piece of candy in his mouth, feeling quite bored.

It was still morning and the place was already empty.Vendors are eager to go to the Yanwu Field to set up a stall to sell things, after all, no one will shout into the air.

The place that was bustling last night was extremely quiet at the moment, with gusts of cool wind blowing, Qiao Xishui was so bored, sighed, raised his head, and yelled meaninglessly: "Ah——"

Only the wind answered him.

Qiao Xishui was silent for a while, then called out again: "An Xichen——"

Still no answer.

The shouts from the other side of the martial arts field came slightly.This side is three to five minutes away from the other side, and it can be spread so far. I also know that there are many voices over there.

Qiao Xishui felt a little regretful.At first, he felt that it was very easy not to participate in the martial arts performance, because he didn't have to put on a sullen face.

It's a pity that he would rather put on a show than stare at the fish in the water on the bridge.It was really boring, and it had only been half an hour, and he already didn't know what to do.

He went back to the inn to take a look. An Xichen didn't sleep last night, so he probably will sleep during the day.I don't know why his old man's biological clock turned upside down day and night-and An Xichen was not there.

Without him, Qiao Xishui really didn't know how to find him.

The relationship between him and An Xichen is obvious, as long as An Xichen wants to, he can teleport to him across thousands of miles.And if he wants to see An Xichen, the quickest way is to sleep, dreaming of him in a dream is also counted as meeting.

The gap, that's the gap.Not reconciled?It's okay not to be reconciled, because Ms. An is strong!Flipping one's hand into cloud and turning one's hand into rain, so strong that he can press the hero on the ground and rub against it!

What about you, Qiao Xishui?You support, let you fight alone, what output do you have?Dishes.

The more Qiao Xishui thought about it, the more depressed she became, and finally lowered her head and sighed.

"My lord, what are you doing here?"

Qiao Xishui was startled, and raised his head to see a girl in red with an umbrella looking at him with a smile.

With icy muscles and fine bones, bright eyes and white teeth, his appearance is extremely beautiful.Moreover, the front is convex and the back is warped, and the rouge and gouache are applied just right. She is a rare beauty.

She has a pair of winking eyes like silk, and her eyes are full of affection.Like a vortex in two pools, people are involved in it involuntarily until the deepest part.

As soon as Qiao Xishui met her eyes, he suddenly felt stagnant. The cool breeze around him and the sound of clear water suddenly faded away. For a moment, he seemed to be cut off from the world. Only the peerless beauty in front of him was in his eyes. Gradually, he even became short of breath. His chest felt tight, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his throat.

What broke it all was a sword.

A sword wrapped in dark thunder that fell from the sky.

The cool wind and the sound of water rushed into his world again. Before Qiao Xishui could react, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and without even making a sound, he was forced to jump into the water with that person, turning around Disappeared in the sound of gurgling water in an instant.

Qiao Xishui wanted to speak, but took a sip of water and almost drowned.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, held his breath, and firmly grasped the arm of the person beside him, not daring to let go.

He didn't see the blood smeared in the water.

After landing on the shore, Qiao Xishui immediately crawled aside and coughed a few times. He was unresponsive when he fell into the water. The water poured into his eyes and into his mouth. He drank a big mouthful of water and choked on it all. throat.

Qiao Xishui took a breath after recovering.His head felt dizzy and swollen, his eyes hurt terribly, and water poured into his ears. He patted his head for a while before he finally cleared his ears and eyes a little.

Qiao Xishui's headache was splitting, he turned his head, and was about to ask something, but the situation in front of him blocked all his words in his throat.

Blood dripped from the shore to An Xichen's position, and the blood in the water had already fainted, turning into a pool of blood.

But he didn't bleed.

On the other hand, An Xichen fell to the ground without making a sound, with blood under his body.

"An Xichen!"

Qiao Xishui called him in a panic.An Xichen trembled all over, but he still had a reaction.

Qiao Xishui rushed over in a hurry, and saw the writing on his arm hidden under the long sleeve reappeared, faintly glistening with blood.

Qiao Xishui's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly stretched out his hand and carefully helped him up slowly.During the process, he didn't say a word, and he didn't grunt when the wound was involved, as if he had been dead for a long time.

Qiao Xishui was about to die of fear, he turned the person over and had a look, although he was already mentally prepared, he still missed a beat in his heart.

He didn't have as many injuries as last time, only one.

This place is the deadliest heart.

The blood kept gushing out from that place, just like last time, with the potential to flow into a river of blood.It was too dark last time, and Qiao Xishui couldn't see clearly. Now when he saw it, An Xichen's face was terribly pale due to excessive blood loss.He frowned, bit his lips tightly, and suppressed all the pain in his throat without making a sound.

Shouting for pain is admitting defeat, and he doesn't want to admit defeat.

Qiao Xishui was scared to death by his bleeding, so he cast a spell on him.

The wound on his heart gradually healed with the fluorescent light, and his frown slowly relaxed.In the end, halfway through the spell, An Xichen's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty.

Qiao Xishui almost made him cry.Regardless of whether a person is strong or weak, fairy or demon, or high or low, the fatal point of anyone is in the heart.Someone stabbed him in the heart, even the immortals couldn't save him.

An Xichen was not only stabbed, the place was bloody and bloody, and Qiao Xishui didn't dare to look at it.

With such a fatal injury, he could still open his eyes.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Qiao Xishui, and what he saw was his expression as if he was about to cry.

"What are you thinking!" Qiao Xishui scolded tremblingly, "Bleeding so much and getting into the water, you're dying!?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiao Xishui felt even more depressed.The wound on his chest gradually healed completely, but there was still blood that had flowed out.Qiao Xi, the sailor, clenched his fist, relying on An Xichen to be unable to move now, he punched him on the heart, scolding: "Are you sick? I have wanted to say it for a long time! I saved you last time!" Give me a slap and give me a magic amulet, save you this time and pretend I'm dumb!?"

An Xichen's wound was still painful. With such a hammer, An Xichen almost had blood in his chest, but the wound had healed and there was no more blood for him to vomit.

He propped himself up and sat up slowly, then grabbed Qiao Xishui's hand, and wrote on his hand stroke by stroke in his inexplicable puzzled expression.

Qiao Xi sailor's heart was a little itchy.He looked up at An Xichen.An Xichen's face was tired and pale, and the lines of words were still glistening with blood on his skin.

It's been a long time in this world that there are still people who have suffered heart injuries and survived.

The more Qiao Xishui thought about it, the more she felt that An Xichen was really amazing.His gaze moved to his chest, which was intact as before, with a large chest exposed, and the same pale skin.

In the middle of writing, An Xichen frowned suddenly, cleared his throat, it was of no use, and coughed twice.

Qiao Xishui came back to her senses and concentrated on distinguishing what An Xichen wrote.

—I can't speak.Besides, if I don't enter the water, do you want me to fight her with my heart bleeding?

Qiao Xishui: "..."

It makes some sense.

Qiao Xishui asked: "Why can't I speak? Is my throat broken?"

An Xichen wrote again on his hand: sealed by Qu Qixiang.

Qiao Xishui was puzzled: "Why??"

—I said something unpleasant.

"...When did you say something pleasant?"

"..."

Although An Xichen didn't smile or speak, and couldn't see that he was angry, he stared at Qiao Xishui motionlessly, and Qiao Xishui was so stared at that he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. An Brother, I was wrong, your words are the most pleasing to the ear, your words are like a fairy coming down to earth, your voice is like the sound of nature, and we mortals can only admire it."

An Xichen rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

He was about to write something more, but before he dropped his hand, Qiao Xishui rushed forward and asked, "Speaking of which, what are these things on you?"

He had expected to be asked this question a long time ago, without hesitation, he wrote: You don't need to know.

"Well, let's change the question. Why can Xiang Quqi hurt you and silence your voice?" Qiao Xishui said, "Is it related to these things on your body?"

"..."

An Xichen was silent for a while, and wrote: This is not something you should know.

"Hey, why didn't you tell me anything." Qiao Xishui curled her lips and said pitifully, "I'm about to be kicked out of Qingfengmen by Fang Ximing, and now Fang Ximing doesn't want me, and if you don't either Me, how pitiful I am."

An Xichen raised his head abruptly, stared at him for a while, was surprised, and was about to ask the ins and outs, Qiao Xishui pursed his mouth, as if he had suffered some shocking grievance, and blinked his big eyes aggrieved , Said: "Brother, please take care of me."

An Xichen: "..."

Qiao Xishui then recommended himself: "Senior brother, I can go to the hall and go to the kitchen, and I can cure illnesses and beat people. It doesn't cost me to pick me up. I have a lot of milk, so pick me up."

Qiao Xishui spoke freely, and forgot that the word "huge milk volume" was not understood by ancient people.Nanny refers to the healing profession in modern times, but in this world, it refers to the nanny, and has nothing to do with the minor fart.

An Xichen wanted to refuse, but as an ancient person, when he heard the word "milk volume", he couldn't help being silent for a while, and his eyes drifted to his chest.

...the amount of milk.

……… Milk volume?