Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

25 chapter

When Qiao Xishui opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the inn.

It was getting late outside and he was put on the bed.The sun has set, today's martial arts performance is over, and the small vendors have come back to set up their stalls. The sound of dingling and clanging can be heard endlessly, and the sound of yelling is louder than the other.

But no one is around him.

The lights were bright outside, but the room was dark.

The loneliness was terrifying.

Qiao Xishui closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep again when she suddenly realized something was wrong and said, "Huh?"

its not right.

Wasn't he in the cave before?Are you still running around?

Why are you lying in the inn with peace of mind now?

What about An Xichen?

When he thought of An Xichen, all the drowsiness he had before was gone. He lifted the quilt and sat up, and shouted, "An Xichen!?"

After he finished shouting, he regretted it, the room was so quiet, An Xichen came and went without a trace, if something happened and he couldn't come back, even if nothing happened, he would have left long ago.

Qiao Xishui thought it was destined that no one would answer, but unexpectedly the door of the back room opened with a click, and An Xichen came out with a tired face holding a red candle, and said in a hoarse voice, "Here it is."

"...you are here." Qiao Xishui muttered, and then asked, "Are you going out?"

Although An Xichen looked tired and sleepy in his eyes, his clothes were neat and his hair hung down his shoulders like splashed ink, making him look more human than in the daytime.

Hearing this, he hummed in an extremely perfunctory way, and wanted to answer it, but he pursed his lips and said, "Go find someone."

"Oh... find someone." Qiao Xishui crossed her legs, yawned, and said, "Then be careful."

An Xichen really didn't want to talk, so he hummed without opening his mouth as an answer, then turned and went out.

When he left, he put the candlestick on the table, the red candle flickered, and the candle tears dripped down.

·

An Xichen was in a bad mood.

It should be said that every time he decides to go to Qu Qixiang, or knows that Qu Qixiang is coming, he will not be in a good mood.

An Xichen stopped three times, wishing that time would stop here, so that he would never have to see Qu Qixiang.

He walked among the people coming and going, against the flow of people heading towards the downtown, his eyes hidden under the black veil were calm.

After walking for a while, he stopped in front of the bridge.

This Shizi Bridge named by Lin Hongyi.

There are many people stopping on the bridge, and he doesn't look awkward standing in front of the bridge.Not to mention that he also cast spells on himself, so that it would be more difficult for others to notice him.

He stopped for a while, looked at the bridge, the stone lions on the bridge, and looked up at the sky.

An Xichen suddenly wanted to smoke.

He looked back and sighed imperceptibly.Just as he was about to lift his feet and continue walking, suddenly a chirping sound ahead caught his attention.

During the Martial Arts Ceremony, the bustling city was bustling with people, and chattering was not uncommon.If it can attract his attention, then the other party is likely to be an old friend.

It is indeed an old friend.

The girl calling was Dai Ximeng.She is the most noisy girl in Qingfengmen, running and jumping on the bridge chirping, jumping high, turning her head and waving.

An Xichen suddenly had a very bad premonition.

The premonition came true, and within a few seconds, Fang Ximing appeared.

Followed by seven or eight people.As soon as he stepped onto the bridge, he met An Xichen who was standing by the bridge.

An Xichen: "..."

Fang Ximing: "..."

Fang Ximing felt a little guilty.

With such a guilty conscience, Fang Ximing didn't make a move.For some reason, he didn't make a move, and An Xichen didn't make a move either. In the past, if they met the two people who would draw their swords at each other, they fell into a strange silence at this moment, without even sparking a spark.

There was no smell in the air, but an inexplicable awkward smell.

An Xichen was silent, it was because he didn't wake up, he suffered another crime during the day, his whole body was sore and he couldn't be bothered to fight.

But Fang Ximing was silent because what Qiao Xishui said during the day had too much influence on him.

Like a pot of clear and hot water, it washed away his ferocious and cold hatred.

He was in a daze all day, and it took someone to call him three times to get back to his senses.Seeing An Xichen now, I feel even more complicated.

Fang Ximing felt that he would go crazy sooner or later.He suddenly realized that his love-hate relationship was a bit ridiculous--human beings are not grass, so how could it be so easy to hate someone so much.

Lin Hongyi was not very willing to take care of him at first, but it was An Xichen who taught him swordsmanship and found a Taoist robe for him to enter Qingfengmen, and taught him to read, read, write, eliminate demons, defend Taoism and write amulets.

Every step he took, he was led by An Xichen by his side.

An Xichen was once brilliant and led him forward.

When he was about to catch up, suddenly the light fell into the dust and fell into hell.

Instead of pulling him up, he blamed him for his unsteady feet and fell down.

For a whole day, Qiao Xishui's words lingered in his mind like a lingering ghost.

"Don't just look at the depression of the mountain gate, and don't just look at those enemies."

Now that he saw An Xichen, he felt even more stuck in his throat.

An Xichen looked at Fang Ximing, slightly surprised, smiled suddenly, and walked onto the bridge.

Fang Ximing didn't move.

He stood there quietly, while the seven or eight disciples behind him were chattering and looking around.

Among these people, only he can detect the spell of Moxiu, and only he can feel it - the closer An Xichen is, the greater the pressure on him.

But An Xichen didn't do anything, and Fang Ximing didn't do anything either.

The two passed by as if they had never met each other.

When they passed each other, An Xichen stopped, turned sideways, and said to him in a voice that only two people could hear.

"You'd better hate me," he said. "It's not a bad thing for either of us."

Hoarse as a ghost.

Fang Ximing was taken aback for a moment, then An Xichen laughed again and said.

"You still want the Qingfengmen to release dead people?"

After all, he left.

Fang Ximing turned his head, and there was no sign of An Xichen on the bridge.

He whizzed across the bridge like a winter wind.

"Brother?" Seeing that something was wrong with him, Chi Xikong came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"..." Fang Ximing looked slightly stiff, glanced at her, and said stiffly, "It's okay."

"..."

·

Inside the inn.

——"It's nothing to blame!!"

After hearing the cause and effect, Qiao Xishui: "..."

Chi Xikong beat his chest and stamped his feet in front of the bed, Qiao Xishui put down the medical book that made his head ache, and said with a headache: "Senior sister, what can Brother Fang do? If you have time to cry with me, why don't you run to Brother Fang and talk to him?" He's going to cry. You don't know him yet? He hates girls crying the most."

"Then he has to treat me like a girl!" Chi Xikong burst into tears, "When he was performing martial arts today! Go up and fight with me! Instructing me is like instructing a man! Say I can't run fast enough, go back and let me go around the breeze every day Run three laps!!"

Qiao Xishui: "...he might want you to become a powerful woman."

Chi Xikong: "..."

Qiao Xishui couldn't help feeling a little funny when she saw that she was about to cry but had no tears.

He could probably guess what was going on.It was probably because Fang Ximing's own magic repair radar had sensed it, and An Xichen's spell didn't work.

So he was the only one in the group who saw An Xichen in real life.

It is impossible for Fang Ximing to say to Chi Xikong, "Oh, it doesn't matter, I just saw An Xichen".

The girl Chi Xikong hated An Xichen more than Fang Ximing.If she heard this, she would jump up on Lao Gao angrily on the spot, holding her rapier to fight him.

Then I don't know how to die.

Fang Ximing is a smart person, so naturally he didn't tell her anything.In this way, the little girl was unhappy again, but she also knew that Fang Ximing had no intention of engaging in love for children. Not only was it unreasonable for her to be angry with Fang Ximing, it also seemed that she was an unreasonable idiot.

But if it's not appropriate to talk to others in Qingfengmen, after the whole day's martial arts performance is over, everyone finally came out to have some fun at night, so she didn't want to disturb everyone's interest, so she had to go to Qiao Xishui's side and join him autistic.

And Qiao Xishui had a headache.

He didn't know when An Xichen would come back. If he came back and ran into Chi Xikong, how would he explain it?

Could it be that he happily hugged Chi Xikong, pointed at An Xichen and shouted, "Look, Senior Sister, this is Miss An!"

... Even if Chi Xikong let him go after hearing this explanation, An Xichen would not let him go.

It is estimated that he will be fried on the spot to make him burnt on the outside and tender on the inside and golden on both sides, making Fang Ximing next door cry.

Thinking of the billowing dark thunder, Qiao Xishui couldn't help shivering all over, turned her head in cold sweat and sincerely suggested: "Senior sister, why don't we two go out to play?"

"What are you talking about!" Chi Xikong waved her small fist, swearing to support the great master Fang Ximing, "We must obey Senior Brother Fang and not go out! We are grounded!"

... You are not grounded, please get out.

·

It's this forest again.

Qu Qi stood in an open place with his back facing him.

The moonlight splashed on him, and there was really a fairy air of the breeze and bright moon, which made An Xichen feel a little nauseous.

"coming?"

An Xichen: "..."

Qu Qixiang turned around, with a secretive smile on his face, and asked sarcastically and concernedly, "Does it still hurt?"

An Xichen said coldly, "You don't know yourself?"

"It's right if it hurts." Qu Qixiang still smiled and said, "If it hurts, it proves that you are still alive, right?"

"..."

"Kill him tonight." Qu Qi Xiang said, "Tomorrow, I want to see you come to see me with Qiao Xishui's head."

An Xichen was silent for a while, then said hoarsely, "I said I won't kill."

Qu Qixiang froze with a smile.

An Xichen continued: "I know, you don't want him to stay next to Fang Ximing. His spells are too troublesome, right. In that case, I will take him away."

Qu Qixiang's smile faded away, his expression distorted.

Why is this person so disobedient?

I was tortured so many times that I was on the verge of death, but I didn't give in every time and didn't beg for mercy. Is it stupid or stubborn! ?

Is it so difficult to be soft!

He tried his best to hold back his expression that was about to lose control, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

An Xichen was silent for a while.

There was a long silence.

Only the moonlight shone quietly, and he felt the hot blood on his wrist.

An Xichen said, "I will lock him up, Mr. Qu Qi."

"I will abolish his mana, destroy his Yuandan, and turn him into a mortal body with no chance of cultivating immortals. Lock him underground, with no light day and night, until he learns to be a dog that knows how to kneel."

"Isn't it better this way." He said with a smile, "Make his life worse than death, just like you did to me."

He looked at Qu Qixiang, and Qiao Xishui was in his heart.

……I will not.

He secretly swore.

I'll hide him and bury the light under the sand.

Nobody wants to touch him.