The long love of the ancient sword

Kunlun Mountains, Tianyong City.

Since it was already high in the sun, Tianyong City, which has always been peaceful and clean, also became a little noisy due to the efforts of many morning class disciples.

Chu Changyi dazedly wanted to open her eyes, but she squinted for a long time before fully opening them because of the abundant sunlight in the room.

Looking at the very familiar but somewhat unfamiliar furnishings in the house, she couldn't help but think for a while with her fingers before she remembered: It seems...it seems...maybe...should...be brought back to Tianyong City?

She returned to Tianyong City, and Tu Su...

Thinking of this, Chu Changyi couldn't help but feel his heart move, straightened up and wanted to get out of bed.

"Well……"

Unexpectedly, when she propped her body up with her hands, she felt sore and limp for a while, and her hands trembled so weak that she could hardly use any strength, and when she exerted all her strength, the tendons in her body screamed and stabbed, making her half-supported body take a breath. Kungfu then fell down.

"How come..." Chu Changyi covered his mouth and felt a little dazed.

"Sister Changyi, are you awake?" A familiar voice shouted in surprise from the door.

Then a purple figure ran in cheerfully.

"The elder holding the sword is really accurate," Fu Que clapped her hands happily in the purple and white Taoist uniform, "Sister Chang Yi really woke up today."

"I...have been sleeping for a long time?"

Chu Changyi asked hoarsely.It seems that he has slept for a long time, otherwise his throat would not be so hoarse and thirsty, and his head would not be so chaotic after waking up for so long.

The little girl Fuqu was very considerate. When she heard Chang Yi's hoarse voice, she ran to the side table and poured a glass of warm white water for her to moisten her throat. She sat on the edge of her bed affectionately and chirped when she started drinking in sips.

"Two days ago, Eldest Brother and I were cleaning the sword tower. When the Elder Holding the Sword came back holding Sister Chang Yi, Sister Chang Yi, your face was so pale that it was frighteningly pale, and the Elder Holding the Sword was also very heavy. We were all frightened." jumping..."

As she spoke, Fu Qu patted her beautifully contoured small breasts that had begun to develop.What she didn't specifically explain was that Chu Changyi's strange complexion at that time was certainly one of the reasons why she was frightened, but the biggest main reason was Ziyin's unprecedented serious expression.

In the seriousness, there is such obvious anxiety and worry that Fu Que has never seen in Ziyin's expression.

"That day, when the elder holding the sword put down his sister, you went straight to my master (Elder Miaofa) and Elder Ningdan to ask them to check it out for you in person. The look on their faces can make everyone..."

Although Ziyin's strength lies in sword casting and high-level swordsmanship, he is not good at other fields, but after becoming a fairy, he has accumulated long-term experience and subtle control of the fusion of immortal power in his body, and his comprehension in Taoism and alchemy is not low. Yu Miaofa and Ningdan are two elders.

However, the words 'concern leads to chaos' are not wrong at all. Although Zi Yin personally diagnosed Chu Changyi's pulse, he was still worried about inviting out the two elders in Tianyong City who always liked to work behind closed doors.

That's exactly the case, the sword-holding elder, who has always been as immovable as a mountain, came forward to invite him personally, with an unconcealable anxiety on his face, even if it was only a tiny bit, it was enough to make people who don't understand the situation jump. up!

"After Master and Elder Ningdan read and prescribed the prescription, the face of the elder holding the sword improved a little bit. After that, he personally took care of you, sister Chang Yi..."

Fu Que looked at Chu Changyi enviously as she spoke, accompanied by a dreamy expression of admiration.

Ahh... the elder who holds the sword takes care of him personally...

"I said..." As for...

Chu Changyi looked speechlessly at the little girl Fuqu who was obviously caught in her own fantasy.

"Food."

A voice as light as a cloud and mist rang out, and the attention of the two girls in the room who were far apart in their minds was immediately drawn back.

Ziyin stood at the door of the bedroom holding a bowl of steaming concoction.

Looking at Chu Changyi who was leaning against the pillow on the bed, Zi Yin couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, showing the first relaxed look on his face in two days.

"Ah, I have seen the elder holding the sword!"

The moment Fu Que heard Zi Yin's voice, she immediately jumped up from the edge of the bed and stood upright. Seeing the protagonist who made her burst into pink bubbles suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Fu Que felt very guilty when she thought of her original intention of coming here. head--like a frost-battered eggplant.

It made Chu Changyi amused.

Fortunately, Ziyin didn't care about Fuqu's negligence, the white-haired sword fairy's face was neither happy nor angry, and he said lightly with his hands behind his back:

"Fuqu, your morning class."

"Ah! My morning class... was miserable..."

Fu Que who was reminded suddenly let out an exclamation, and immediately ran outside.She came to visit Chu Changyi during the break time of the morning class. She planned to take a look and then go back to continue the morning class... Who knows that Chang Yi happened to wake up and ended up...

After Fu Que left, only Chu Changyi and Zi Yin sat and stood in the room, looking at each other but being silent for a while.

"Drink the medicine first, the temperature is just right for your mouth." He handed the medicine bowl in front of her.

I saw the medicine bowl that was steaming hot before, but now there is only a thin layer of transparent mist emitting from the mouth of the bowl, warming the tentacles.

Chu Changyi saw his unquestionable attitude from his senior brother's smoky eyes, so he took the medicine bowl with a pretty face, tasted the medicine juice lightly with the tip of his tongue, then pinched his nose and tilted his neck I poured it down.

The appearance of going to the execution ground made Zi Yin, who was in a heavy heart, couldn't help but slightly twitched the corners of his mouth.

"..." My sister is suffering to death! This is a deadly Chinese medicine!

Chu Changyi was so pitiful that his eyes were watery and he was about to cry because he almost didn't have the taste of medicine in his mouth.

Ziyin handed a plate of pastries to the girl: "Suppress the bitterness, junior sister."

When Ziyin brought the pastry, Chu Changyi shot like lightning, picked up a piece of light yellow pastry from the plate and threw it into his mouth.With just a light bite, the girl immediately smiled.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Ziyin is very important in the hearts of her and Lingyue Tusu's two disciples.

Sometimes, Chu Changyi is easy to coax.For example, now, the rich but sweet aroma of osmanthus flower cake has effectively soothed her rebellious taste stimulated by the bitter medicine, and she couldn't help but eat it in a good mood.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long.After the girl threw two pieces of pastry into her mouth one by one, Zi Yin gently pressed her hand on the third piece.

"Brother?"

Chu Changyi looked at Zi Yin in puzzlement, but saw his slanting frost-colored sword eyebrows slightly frowned, showing disapproval.

"Junior Sister has been in a coma for two days and her spleen and stomach are weak. At this time, it is advisable to eat light and restrained food, and it is not suitable to use this product too much."

As he said that, under the eyes of the girl who was about to cry, he resolutely took away the remaining dishes.At the same time, a strange boy's voice came from outside the door and shouted loudly:

"Qi...Qi report to the elder holding the sword, the white porridge...the white porridge is here."

Ziyin moved his fingers casually, and the door opened immediately, revealing a figure of a little boy about ten years old outside the door, with a round body with a tiger head and a tiger brain, holding a tray and preparing to probe his head, but was scared by the sudden opening of the door It looked like he jumped—it was hard for him to remember to hold the tray firmly in his hand.

"come in."

Ziyin ordered lightly, for some reason Chu Changyi could hear a hint of helplessness in his plain tone.

After hearing this, Xiao Daotong trembled, and walked in tremblingly with a tray, and put the bowl of porridge on the table.Chu Changyi noticed that although the boy had trembled in awe after hearing his senior brother's voice, he still looked curiously at her twice when he was putting the porridge bowl. Eye.

Until he went out to face the door, he secretly looked back at her and Ziyin again, with an expression of admiration and envy—the action was so obvious that Ziyin couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

"...This boy is a new batch of Sasao disciples specially transferred by the head."

Faced with Chu Changyi's suspicious eyes, Zi Yin pressed the impulse to support his forehead and explained.The corners of his eyes twitched as soon as he thought of Ling Yue conveying the implicit meaning for the sect leader: Shenma is called holding a sword, and the pulse is too serious, so he needs to send a lively disciple to improve it!

Chu Changyi stared suspiciously at his senior brother for a while.

Zi Yin lowered her eyes and narrowed her eyes.

The relaxed atmosphere just now dissipated quietly in the silence between each other.

"Junior sister, once the purple banyan forest is gone, Tu Su will no longer be a disciple of Tianyong City."

Ziyin's soft statement rang in Chu Changyi's ears like thunder, and his already pale face became more and more transparent and gloomy.

"Have you... ever regretted it?"

Seeing that the girl's fresh face gradually became silent, Ziyin's smoky eyes flashed a trace of unbearable, but she still asked after all.

Chu Changyi gritted his teeth and remained silent.Even though her memory was blurred when she woke up due to sleeping for too long, but after Fu Que's interruption and after a short while of sorting out, she has already deduced how she returned to Tianyong City.

As Fu Que said, Ziyin must have brought her back.

That day in the Zirong Forest, although she was in a comatose state where her spiritual power was exhausted, the conversation and dispute between Zi Yin and Baili Tusu were heard by her, who was still sane. Yin took Ling Duan away from the banyan forest, and she completely lost consciousness in his arms.

Those unrepentant, firm words seemed to still be recalled in her ears.

【"Report to Master, this disciple has decided... not to return to Tianyong City."

"Therefore, we must tell Master clearly that the disciple has never committed the crime of killing his fellow disciples."

"Do you know what I mean by what I said? After going down the mountain, I feel no more scruples? If I don't return to Kunlun, how can I restrain the evil spirit in my body? Treat life as a trifle?!"

"...What if I go back to Tianyong City? If the seal is released, the disciple will be dissipated three days later? If the seal is not resolved, the disciple will linger in the sect until he loses his mind and becomes crazy?"

"The disciple understands that the master expects the disciple to abandon distracting thoughts and meditate in the Kunlun Mountains. Even if he cannot completely suppress the evil spirits, he can at least live for three to five years longer. However, after going down the mountain, the disciple knows that there are many... It is better to be able to do things, make friends, and help others, even if it is just traveling thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, with an open mind, than living in one room."

"The disciple no longer cares about being able to live for a long time, but only wants to do according to his own mind."]

My own mind... Tu Su's mind...

Chu Changyi couldn't help but think of the red leaf lakeside, when Baili Tusu looked at her, the hope on his handsome face and the anxiety of refusal.

Have you ever regretted it?

Chu Changyi understands that the regret Zi Yin mentioned refers to the promise she begged to him back then, that one day Baili Tusu would leave after learning the truth about the evil spirit of the seal.

At that time, I just thought that if it was really irretrievable, at least let him experience the colorful world, experience the strong love in the world, and experience the trivialities of the parents in the world who are different from the sect of cultivating immortals... At least, let his life not be so monotonous and pale no memory...

But now, when her Tu Su really made this plea and never returned to Tianyong City—it meant that he no longer had any hope of saving his life.

Far away from Tianyong City, the extinguishment of the fire of life seems to be close at hand.

"I hope that there is someone who can walk and watch with me."

"Chang Yi, are you willing to be that person and join me?"

Chu Changyi closed his eyes, not looking at Zi Yin's expression.

What kind of state of mind did he tell her by the Red Leaf Lake?

The author has something to say: the paleness after the outbreak, the transition is so difficult to write!

Master love is even more difficult to write... and the boss...

Let me go!