Canghuan Seven Palaces

Except occasionally, his heart would be empty for a moment, as if he had left something behind.Just search again, but there is no trace.

Breathing in the fresh air, Si Cangqing slowly began to use his kung fu.Concentrating on his hands, he danced against the wind, his feet seemed to be blown by the wind, and he galloped rapidly in the huge bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves all around him were shaking and falling down in large swaths.

In the distance, Mo Qingjue had a blue flute pinned to his waist and a bamboo basket in his hand. When he saw the flying figure in the lush green bushes, his eyes were also stained with eagerness.

Before thinking about it, the bamboo basket fell to the ground, and the person flew away.

Keenly sensing the sudden approaching breath, with a strong pressure, Si Cangqing quickly turned around, hit a backhand, and retreated rapidly.Mo Qingjue dodged in time the moment the opponent's palm hit him, his face became more excited, and he attacked that person again.

Si Cangqing kicked different bamboo stems quickly under his feet, and his figure moved back extremely quickly, while the attacker pressed on step by step, and waved his palm again.Then he turned around, twisted his wrist, and the powerful Flowing Sword Qi hit the man directly.

Mo Qingjue smiled easily, turned his body to the left, and continued to attack.But at this moment, his figure suddenly stopped, and then he fell unsteadily to the ground. The whole person was barely propped up against a bamboo, and his pale face was extremely frightening.

Si Cangqing was slightly startled, so she flew to the opponent and barely landed. After a slight pause, she was about to reach out, but Mo Qingjue suddenly pushed her away.His hands froze in mid-air, he looked at the man's increasingly distorted face suspiciously, and a trace of worry welled up in his heart.

Seeing the man's precarious state, Si Cangqing finally put his arms around him gently, only feeling Mo Qingjue's body tense suddenly, leaning stiffly in his arms.One hand stroked the opponent's back, infusing the opponent with true energy, and the other hand clasped the man's wrist without any trace, and felt for the pulse.

...very strange pulse.

It took a long time for Mo Qingjue to react, and gradually relaxed, moving slightly, his limp body completely leaning against the opponent's arms.With his eyes closed, he only felt the icy cold all over his body become warmer little by little under Si Cangqing's luck.

Lips tugged weakly, Mo Qingjue laughed at himself secretly: Unexpectedly, all this came earlier than he imagined.In the future, maybe you can't use force casually, right?

After being silent for a long time, Si Cangqing finally asked, "What's the matter?" Sensing Mo Qingjue's increasingly steady breath, he slowly withdrew his hand and put it on the other's shoulder.

"It's just an old illness," Mo Qing replied without paying much attention, and then changed the subject with a little joy, "Ah Qing, are you caring about me?"

Si Cangqing didn't answer, but said coldly: "You are not in good health, go back and rest!"

"It's all right!" Bracing himself up, Mo Qingjue backed away a little, looked up at the other party with a smile, "I didn't pay much attention to my exercise just now, and I accidentally lost my breath. It's all right now... oh, yes, I came to you for something else."

Looking back at the other party faintly, Si Cangqing just waited for the other party to continue his words, only to hear him say: "It's spring and the ice melts today, and it's boring to stay at home all day. how about we go boating and fishing?"

This said, Si Cangqing thought for a while, and felt that the idea was good, so he nodded.

"Then let's go!"

After saying that, Mo Qingjue took Si Cangqing's hand and walked quickly towards the outside of the bamboo forest.

His gaze fell on the interlocking hands of the two of them, Si Cangqing frowned slightly, and vague fragments appeared in his mind again.Just can't think deeply, otherwise, the headache may recur.

Leaving the inexplicable emotions behind, Si Cangqing just followed Mo Qingjue to an earth embankment. There was a big river in front of him, and wooden boats were parked in twos and threes under the embankment.

Mo Qingjue took the lead in boarding a wooden boat, and the floating hull shook violently. He walked to the stern and saw Si Cangqing still standing on the shore, so he raised his voice, "Ah Qing! Come up!"

Frowning, Si Cangqing stared at the small wooden boat, feeling that it couldn't bear the weight of two big men.

The hearty laughter was blown far away by the wind on the river, Mo Qingjue swayed his body slightly, and said: "This boat can carry four or five people, don't worry it will capsize!"

Hearing the other party's words, Si Cangqing stepped on it without hesitation.Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he felt that the whole boat shook violently, and people were tilted left or right along the boat.

Si Cangqing raised his head, and the young man on the opposite side was having fun playing, kicking his feet left and right even more violently, the whole boat was thrown up with a bigger swing, the water waves splashed into the cabin .

Si Cangqing stood in embarrassment at the bow of the boat, trying hard to stabilize his body, his clothes were slightly wet.

Seeing this, Mo Qingjue laughed unceremoniously.

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"Wipe it quickly, or you will catch a cold." With a smile still on the corners of his lips, Mo Qingjue took out a dry cloth towel from the closed bamboo basket and wiped it for Si Cangqing, "Ah Qing, you are really dull. When this happens, you just shake it. Whoever shakes harder will be fine."

Si Cangqing just glanced at the other party indifferently. This person usually looks gentle and quiet, but he was unexpectedly so stubborn.

"Okay, I admit my mistake, I shouldn't have teased you like this." Mo Qingjue squinted his eyes, looked at the undulating leaves of the small boat in the distance, and sighed: "When I was a child, I once rocked the boat with my partner, but it really turned me off. The boat capsized. At that time, we were afraid of being scolded, and we waited for the clothes to dry before going home, but we still haven’t escaped our mother’s punishment..."

Thoughts drifted away, he sighed slightly, even though he had been arranged a lot of training as a child, he was still a child at heart, Mo Qingjue was a little impatient, and occasionally sneaked out to play with his friends from the village.Thinking about it now, Mo Qingjue's mother deliberately condoned it, right?It's a pity that such pure happiness no longer belongs to them.

"I'm really old." Mo Qingjue deliberately joked: "Why do you remember things from when you were a child?" Obviously, it was just a real memory of Mo Qingjue, and it had nothing to do with him, but why is there still something wrong now? What about sentimental?

In the middle of the river, there is a small boat swaying gently with the wind.

A man in a light green robe stood upright at the bow of the boat, softly playing the flute.Another stern young man was sitting in the cabin, watching the gulls rising and falling from time to time on the dim river.

The melody lingering in my ears was so bewitching that even Si Cangqing noticed something strange.

At this time, the bamboo pole embedded in the oar moved violently, Mo Qingjue suddenly bent down, pulled up the fishing pole, the thin rope was thrown high, and there was a fat fish hanging on the bottom, dying Jumping to break free.

Si Cangqing stared suspiciously at the man as he took the fish down and put it in the bucket.

After the fish were put in and the bait was placed again, Mo Qingjue fixed the bamboo pole to the side of the boat again, raised his head to meet Si Cangqing's gaze, and then smiled: "How about it, am I very good?" After that, he walked up to Si Cangqing Qing also sat down beside her, "Ah Qing, do you think the tune I just played is good?"

Si Cangqing gave him a noncommittal look. He didn't know if it sounded good or not, but he felt a little weird.

Knowing what Si Cangqing was thinking, Mo Qingjue brought the flute in front of him and said, "Come on, let me teach you how to play it!"

Turning the head, Si Cangqing continued to look into the distance.He has no interest in learning such useless things.

Dazed for a moment, Mo Qingjue then said to himself: "A few days ago, there was a civil turmoil in Cangtian. It is said that the common people were controlled by sluts using witchcraft." Jian Si Cangqing suddenly turned his head to look at himself, He smiled faintly.He coughed uncomfortably to conceal the sadness in his heart, and continued: "Most witches and spells require the help of drugs or voodoo to control people, but there is one that does not need it, that is, the sound of spells. Master witches and spells can use voice to control people." man, so..."

Mo Qingjue shook the flute in front of him: "When encountering Shuyin, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is hard to beat its power. And what I played with this flute just now is the chaotic sound that can compete with Shuyin. I wanted to teach you, so that if you are alone and encounter someone who casts the sound, you will not be in danger." He deliberately sighed, "Since you don't want to learn, then forget it..."

"study!"

The cold but firm word made Mo Qingjue startled.

Si Cangqing looked at this person indifferently, and said: "Teach me now!" Intuitively, he always thought that one day he would use this 'unvoiced voice'.

Mo Qingjue pursed his lips, "Okay..." Immediately, he began to explain carefully.

The half-drooped eyelids covered the coldness in the eyes. He had intended to teach the other party this obfuscation technique, fairy, but suddenly there was a lot of reluctance in his heart.Why, this person obviously forgot the past, but still can't let go of the past?He didn't expect Si Cangqing to completely abandon the past, just wanting this person to be pure...

Feeling exhausted, Mo Qingjue suddenly felt powerless.

Si Cangqing, who was groping for the chaotic technique, caught a glimpse of Mo Qing's uneasy expression out of the corner of his eye, paused his finger movements, then put down his flute, and looked at this person: "What's wrong?"

"Ah?" Mo Qingjue looked at Si Cangqing's cold eyes in a daze, took a while to react, and then raised a smile: "No... just thinking about something..."

Si Cangqing frowned slightly, not sure if it was an illusion, but this man's complexion seemed to be getting worse day by day.Putting aside the matter of learning the confusion technique for the time being, he naturally stretched out his hand to feel for Mo Qingjue's pulse.

Gently opening his wrist, Mo Qingjue said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm in good health." Touching his face, he murmured: "My face is like this, people who meet for the first time think