The first little white face in the Three Realms

This messenger bird had beautifully maintained feathers. When it appeared, it was almost killed by Luo Qingyao.

Because Luo Qingyao remembered that her husband's scabbard was missing a few replaceable sword tassels. The previous one was bought directly from a stall with spirit stones. The appearance of Xie Randeng is actually a bit abrupt.

The crane's feathers are smooth and soft, pure white and flawless, it is perfect for making sword tassels.It was only when he stretched out his hand that Xie Randeng looked at Luo Qingyao and quickly withdrew his hand like the big beast cats they saw in the wild, looking pure, helpless and cute.

This beautiful bird quickly left the snow-covered ridge, completely unaware that his life was hanging by a thread and his hair was almost plucked.

Xie Randeng's attention was withdrawn from the bird shadow shrinking into black dots outside the window, and fell on the note on the table.

"what is that?"

Simply send a message, directly use a magic weapon such as a sound transmission stone, and then send a crane to send an additional token thrown by the sharp bird claws.

Xie Randeng saw that as soon as his voice fell, Luo Qingyao subconsciously hid the token inside: "It's nothing."

He had clearly seen it, but hid it in front of his face, because he thought his eyesight was not good or he was a fool.Either way, it wasn't the answer he'd want to hear.

"Luo Qingyao." Xie Randeng called out the other party's full name.His tone was not serious at all, and the corners of his lips were even slightly raised habitually, but just calling out his full name was enough to let Luo Qingyao know that he was angry.

Luo Qingyao, like a young disciple who was caught doing something wrong by the master of the school, immediately and honestly handed over the token and the note.

"There's a mission token on it, it's the old man... it's in Master's handwriting, I don't want to go, I was supposed to throw it away."

Xie Randeng glanced at the note, the content was indeed what Luo Qingyao said, it was an order for him to do the task, with an orange task token attached.The missions on the Zongmen list are divided into six grades. Basically, the difficulty is divided according to the colors of the rainbow. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. Red is the most difficult grade, followed by orange, blue and blue. Obviously, it turns into a first gear.As for the two colors of black and white, they belong to special tasks and generally do not appear on the sect list.

If he were Luo Qingyao, he probably wouldn't accept this task.

But even if the result remains the same, the process is equally important, Xie Randeng still has something to say: "This kind of thing, no matter what choice you make, I hope you can tell me before making a decision, instead of behind my back, regardless of deal with it."

He paused, and took his own situation as an example: "If Wang Qiongyu said she wanted to see me last time, I would firmly reject her. I'm afraid that you are worried and think it is unnecessary, so I specially concealed it from you and went to see her alone. Little things like this..."

Is it possible? Before the three words could be uttered, Luo Qingyao rushed to answer: "Absolutely not! How can this be a small matter, it is a big matter!"

Just thinking about that picture made him feel bad.Even if Xie Randeng went to see Wang Qiongyu to refuse, he couldn't carry him behind his back!

Luo Qingyao changed his angle, and immediately realized his mistake, he quickly swore: "I see, next time something like this happens, I will definitely tell you."

He originally thought that there was no need to bother his husband with such a trivial matter, but in Xie Randeng's eyes, matters closely related to Master Poxu or other sects are not trivial matters that can be ignored casually.

Seeing Luo Qingyao's sincere attitude in admitting his mistakes, Xie Randeng didn't continue talking about this trivial matter.Most of the monk's memory is good, and Luo Qingyao has a high degree of trust in his heart, basically he will do what he promises.

Xie Randeng cleared his throat: "I retreated because I suddenly felt that you were not like you at that time, and I doubted you for a moment, so I retreated subconsciously. If my actions made you sad, I apologize to you. "

The closer the person is, sometimes the harder it is to let go of one's so-called self-esteem, and easily say hurtful things, but stubbornly refuse to bow, and cut the person who cares about him to bruises all over his body.

It's not that his biological mother doesn't love him and doesn't care about his son.But there are always other reasons, and she will never say a soft word to him.Perhaps it was because he had always respected and loved his mother, was filial but obedient, and when he was separated from her cognition, her attitude towards him was a tough suppression.

And between him and Luo Qingyao, because of Luo Qingyao's connivance, he seemed to be gradually moving closer to his mother.

Xie Randeng didn't know if she would regret driving his son out of the house, but in this life, he absolutely didn't want to regret it, and didn't want to hurt someone who was sincerely good to him.

Luo Qingyao hurriedly waved his hands: "No, I'm not angry with you, really, my husband doesn't need to apologize to me for this kind of thing."

Xie Randeng looked straight at him with stubborn eyes: "If you make a mistake, say sorry and correct it, otherwise the gap between us will grow bigger and bigger."

In fact, Xie Randeng heaved a sigh of relief after opening his mouth softly. After some words were spoken, it seemed that they were not as difficult to say as expected.

He stood and talked to Luo Qingyao. Since he embarked on the road of cultivation, both he and Luo Qingyao have grown a few centimeters taller than before. Luo Qingyao's bones may grow faster, and now the two are about the same height , the line of sight can be even.

It is not difficult to stand and talk like this, but it is inexplicably a bit silly.Xie Randeng took a step back and sat on the soft couch.

The cushions on the soft couch and the cloth covering the cushions were handpicked by them together, and they were as soft as clouds when sitting on them.

The soft couch is very long, and there is a chessboard in the middle. When he is idle on weekdays, Xie Randeng will occasionally play chess with Luo Qingyao on the soft couch.

Xie Randeng cross-legged. He sat on one side of the soft couch, raised the chessboard tabletop with his spiritual power, and hooked his fingers towards Luo Qingyao: "Sit here, let's talk slowly."

Luo Qingyao took three steps and made two steps at a time. He turned around and landed beside him. The soft couch was very spacious, but he was next to Xie Randeng. Two big men with long hands and long legs only occupied the long soft couch. The size of the ground.

He is not a man of strong stature, but with such a body sticking over, he forcibly deflated the chessboard that was floating with spiritual power.

Xie Randeng gently pushed him, and a small ice flower emerged from his fingertips. The blue ice flower drew a stream of light in the air and landed on the other side of the previous chessboard.

"I don't want you to sit, you sit there." After he finished this action, he changed his words and said, "Forget it, you just stay here, I'll just sit there."

"No, I'll sit down." Luo Qingyao pressed Xie Randeng's slightly thin shoulder blades, and sat down as lightly as a butterfly.

It's not that he didn't know what Xie Randeng was referring to before, but he just wanted to get closer to his husband, so he just pretended to be stupid.

After sitting firmly, the two of them had a face-to-face conversation, and they could clearly see every look in their faces and the subtle emotions hidden between the eyelids and nose.

Just looking at the spiritual power chessboard separated between them, especially the clear and distinct Chu River Han boundary between the chessboard, it seems to imply that the distance between him and Xie Randeng is as far as this boundary, which makes Luo Qingyao feel even more Displeased.

He raised his hand, pushed down the chess board, and replaced it with a set of Go, which still kept the Zhenlong chess game that Xie Randeng taught him last time.

This kind of chess game clearly implies that he and his husband are in a dilemma. The two sides of chess are only separated by a small river, but Go contains four directions, and the distance is even farther than before.

"Wow." With a sound, all the black and white chess pieces that landed on this chessboard were scattered by Luo Qingyao, and he put away his hands contentedly.

Realizing that what he just did was another extremely aggressive action, Luo Qingyao opened his mouth and quickly retracted his hands, like a frightened rabbit, looking at Xie Randeng with apprehensive and wet eyes.

There was a clear line of words written on Luo Qingyao's face: He is really good, but sometimes he can't control his hands.

Xie Randeng looked at him with flattering eyes, and his mood was very complicated for a while.He took a few deep breaths, fully prepared mentally and physically, and finally asked: "I didn't hide anything from you before, you know, I've told you all. If you don't want to mention your past, the only thing you can do is I can ignore the mistakes of principle."

The past, let it all pass away, who is alive, who can be clean and frank from the inside out, without any concealment or reservation from others.What he can't do is never difficult for Luo Qingyao.

It's just that their present, and the long past, all need to be honest with each other and give enough trust to go on. Xie Randeng didn't dare to move his dark eyes, and looked straight at Luo Qingyao: "You control How long has it been since you couldn't help yourself?"

He repeated the question again, directly hitting the core of the question: "When did you give birth to your demons?"

Demon, what demon?The demon that is a big obstacle to monks?His path of self-cultivation is very smooth, there is basically no bottleneck in the process of cultivation, except for the realm of cultivation under control, there are almost no obstacles.

Luo Qingyao opened her mouth wide in a daze, her eyes wide open.

But he immediately realized that this was a good time to shirk responsibility!

He confidently framed the outrageous things he did to the non-existent demon: "Ran Deng, I'm so scared..."

The author has something to say: Happy Dragon Boat Festival, I feel sleepy after taking the medicine, I will sleep for a while, and then write the second update