Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

The man raised his eyes in response, his eyebrows blended in the darkness, the light and shadow hidden, like stars and green flames.

Xie Qiushi's heart moved, he suddenly turned around and left, dragging Zhou Yingxin along before leaving.

Zhou Yingxin was confused, she looked at the sharpened fingers on her arm, but she didn't feel panic in her heart, she forced herself to be calm and said, "Xie Xianjun?"

Xie Qiushi smiled and said, "Zhou Yingxin, take off your clothes."

Zhou Yingxin was shocked when she heard the words, her two thick eyebrows were twisted together, and she said in amazement, "Why is this?"

"Get off quickly." Xie Qiushi raised his eyebrows, folded the fan, and put on the air of a fairy.

Zhou Yingxin's complexion changed slightly, she touched her collar with her fingers, but said in a dull tone: "It should be enough for the immortal to call Xingyan Xiao alone..."

"Shut up! I just want to change clothes to intimidate him." Xie Qiushi couldn't help but laugh, with a burst of red in his ears, "Take it off, sir!"

When the two of them entered the self-examination room again, Yan Chicheng was still sitting in front of the jade bi, but changed his posture, with one leg propped up, and his fingers lightly clasping his knee, he was not surprised when he heard the human voice, but turned his face away, Zhou Yingxin nodded with a look of embarrassment on her face.

He is calm and relaxed, as if he is not the prisoner in the cage, but the master here, the rich dark green in his eyes has also dimmed a little, and his black eyes are like a quiet night lake.

However, when his silent gaze touched the person behind Zhou Yingxin, he was suddenly defeated. Yan Chicheng suddenly stood up, took a step forward, and then stopped abruptly.

In front of me, a young man in a crimson fairy robe brushed aside the tall Martial Immortal, strolled on a light cloud, and walked in the door with his sleeves thrown. He was wearing colorful glazed ornaments on his head and waist, and a jasper and emerald crown on his head. The vermilion gown is rich in color, like a sauce color, and the half-exposed white wrists and snowy neck are as white as jade.

Xie Qiushi met Shangyan Chicheng's eyes as soon as he entered the room, and immediately smiled, the tassels on the green crown swayed slightly, and a green jade hung to the heart of his forehead; The slanting leaves are lightly rising, the end is romantic and gorgeous, and the spirit is flying. It is not an exaggeration to call it the rebirth of a god and man.

Yan Chicheng felt that this glance was like flying white thick ink slantingly splashed on the emptiness of a hundred years, it burned his eyes hard, and made his scarred left hand sting again.

"Taoyuan-jun..." he whispered.

Xie Qiushi paused when he heard the words, let out an "um" under his throat, and kicked Zhou Yingxin lightly in the corner covered by the hem of his robe.

Zhou Yingxin's complexion turned green, so she could only clear her throat according to the script the two of them had prepared not long ago, and shouted: "The rebellious minister Yan Xiao, the Immortal Lord of Taoyuan has returned from a catastrophe, condescended to interrogate you personally, why don't you kneel down quickly?"

Yan Chicheng didn't even look at him, his eyes were heavy on Xie Qiushi as if he hadn't heard anything.

Seeing him solemnly, Xie Qiushi felt flustered, but became more and more curious. He simply turned the fan handle, sneered, and said jokingly, "Yan Xiao, don't you understand human speech?"

Yan Chicheng was still staring at him, and after a while he said: "What does Taoyuan Jun want to ask me?"

His voice was hoarse, and when he mentioned the word "Taoyuan Jun", his bite was very soft and soft, as if he was whispering, directly touching people's hearts.

Xie Qiushi's ears were slightly red, but his face remained taut, and he lied with ease: "Yan Xiao, I have always treated you kindly. You have proclaimed yourself an immortal in the lower realm, and you have many schemes in your heart. Why did you hide it from me?"

Yan Chicheng moved his eyes slightly.

Naturally, Xie Qiushi didn't miss his expression, and immediately touched his chin, pressed the corner of his mouth, and thought, "Say it casually, but it hits the mark."

The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and no one commented. Xie Qiushi coughed lightly, and could only ask half-guessingly: "It's all right to lie to me, why do you still lie to me?"

Yan Chicheng lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Xie Qiushi's smile collapsed, and he yelled in his heart: You actually lied to me, turning around and whipping you hard with a big whip!

He was so angry that he simply put up his folding fan to cover half of his expression, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you dumb, Yan Xiao?"

Yan Chicheng still did not reply.

Xie Qiushi wanted to rush up and step on his feet, but was afraid of being exposed, so he walked forward slowly, closed his fan with a "snap", and picked up Yan Chicheng's face with the handle of the fan, forcing him to look into his eyes.

Yan Chicheng was already half a head taller than him, and it took him a lot of effort to force out a condescending, lazy sneer, and asked in a soft voice: "Yan Xiao, since you don't answer, I'll ask you one last question—"

"...Why did you kill me?"

A needle can be heard in the quiet room instantly.

A faint "click" sound reminded Yan Chicheng of clenching his fist. Xie Qiushi frowned, subconsciously wanting to look at his left hand, when he heard a muffled groan, the person in front of him suddenly covered his lips, and the gap between his fingers was thinly dripping with blood Come.

Xie Qiushi immediately forgot that he was still acting, and when he was about to speak, Yan Chicheng suddenly grabbed his shoulders, pulled him forward, and passed Zhou Yingxin, who was stunned to one side, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go out."

Zhou Yingxin looked at Xie Qiushi, who nodded quickly.

Zhou Yingxin lingered in front of the door, and called again: "Xianjun."

"Go out." Xie Qiushi said.

Zhou Yingxin then backed out of the door, looked inside for a while, and then closed the door.

Xie Qiushi felt a dull pain from the palm on his shoulder, mottled blood stained into the dark red official robe, his mind was full of thoughts, his eyes flickered, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Xie Qiushi." He heard Yan Chicheng say in a low voice, as if he was holding back some emotion, and after listening carefully, he seemed to be begging a little, "Don't act again."

Xie Qiushi raised his head in a daze: "Huh?"

Yan Chicheng touched his side face, inserted his palm into his hair, and tore off his hair crown, and his messy black hair covered the crimson dress.

Xie Qiushi was dressed in an overly large red robe, he looked a bit like a child who stole the old clothes of the elders, his brows were a little dazed and innocent, and his voice was a little stuttering, with a small nasal voice: "You...you can see La?"

Yan Chicheng gave a low "um" sound, embraced him and hugged him tightly, lowered his head, put his forehead against his shoulder, and closed his eyes as if taking a nap.

"Yan Chicheng." Xie Qiushi shook dissatisfiedly, "You can see it, why are you so frightened?"

Yan Chicheng didn't speak.

Xie Qiushi grabbed the black hair in front of him and tugged: "Are you guilty of being a thief... Hey, hey? What are you doing?"

Yan Chicheng suddenly picked him up horizontally, walked to the snow wall and put him down, then bent down in front of him, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

Xie Qiushi's eyes widened: "Yan Chicheng?"

Yan Chicheng raised his head and looked at him gently, and said helplessly, "Didn't you want me to kneel... You still want to interrogate me, so let's interrogate me now."

"I didn't tell you...wait a minute," Xie Qiushi sat cross-legged, leaned forward, and put his nose to nose with Yan Chicheng's. "I'm really the 'Xie Xianjun' they are talking about? Are you going down to earth?"

Yan Chicheng said: "Yes."

"Are you a fake? Have you been using my identity all these years?"

Yan Chicheng said calmly, "Yes."

Xie Qiushi said "ah", raised his head, covered his face with his hands, and rubbed his entire face like a kitten washing his face, then he came back to his senses and asked, "Why? Have you ever done something wrong to me? ?”

Yan Chicheng hesitated for a moment, did not answer, and did not respond, but nodded.

Xie Qiushi pondered for a moment before asking: "Then you...do you not regret it later?"

"I don't regret it." Yan Chicheng looked at him firmly, saying every word, "I don't regret it."

Xie Qiushi stared at him blankly, opened and closed his thin lips several times, but finally did not utter a word.

Yan Chicheng's eyes were dim, and he suddenly raised his palm and pressed him against the smooth stone wall, while tearing off the overly large official robe, he kissed the lips that were so pale that they were almost the same color as jade...

……

A solemn interrogation finally came to an end without a problem because the room was full of love. For the first time in many days, the two of them entangled each other, like rain after a long drought. Zhou Yingxin, who was the latter, had fun by herself.

After the matter was over, Qiushi's red clothes were half undressed, his snowy shoulders were half exposed, a few strands of soft hair were still stuck to his cheeks, and his lips were even more swollen and reddish. He rolled sideways from Yan Chicheng's body, Yu The color was swept away, and while stretching, he asked with a smug smile, "Am I learning better and better?"

Yan Chicheng sighed softly, he knelt for a long time, his knees were sore and numb, he turned over and sat up after a while, wearing a brocade robe loosely, and sat down beside Xie Qiushi.

Xie Qiushi gently grabbed his palm, playing with the strings like plucking his fingers one by one, humming an out-of-tune tune, and asked casually, "Just now, how did you find out that I was acting?"

Yan Chicheng let out a low laugh, reaching out to ruffle his hair.

Xie Qiushi immediately took a bite on the side of his palm, and complained vaguely: "Tell me, how can I not act like that? I still don't understand myself—if I act like a domineering person and put on airs, that's definitely what I'm going to do. "

"It's nothing like that." Yan Chicheng shook his head and flicked his forehead at the same time, "It's just that the fairy crown is worn backwards."

Xie Qiushi froze: "..."

"The belt is tied wrong too." Yan Chicheng slipped his palm, gently pressed his sweaty waist, and reprimanded softly, "How many times have I taught you, no matter how anxious you are, you can't tie the knot."

Xie Qiushi wrinkled his whole face into a ball, said "Hey yo" a few times, and immediately stretched out his foot to kick Yan Chicheng's arm: "Stop talking!"

Yan Chicheng took advantage of the situation and grabbed his ankle, and slapped his old scarred thumb on the sole of his foot: "You're still wearing a pair of straw sandals, which ignorant person dares to find you straw sandals?"

"Fine, Dai Lan's casually..." Xie Qiushi muttered, laughed a few more times, and pulled his feet back with a whimper.

Yan Chicheng didn't stop him, let go of his hand, looked at him quietly, after watching for a long time, he leaned forward and kissed his lips.

"Don't kiss." Xie Qiushi said with a smile, "kissing is addictive."

"Aren't you going to ask?" Yan Chicheng said suddenly.

Xie Qiushi was surprised.

"Aren't you going to ask?" Yan Chicheng looked down at him with dark eyes, "The questions you asked just now."

"Don't ask." Xie Qiushi understood, shook his head, and said with a smile, "I understand, I will remember sooner or later."

"..." Yan Chicheng was silent for a long time before sighing, "You can question me, or you can lose your temper at me."

Xie Qiushi shook his head with a smile: "I have been the best fighter in the streets and alleys since I was a child. The first time I went down the mountain, I felt that the mountains and rivers could resist the wind and wind - I am a peerless beauty with unique talents and beauty. You are such a big shot, if you say no, I have to fight with you." He spoke a little excitedly, staring at Yan Chicheng with a pair of bright eyes: "What about the big shot? What about the small shot? So what about being a fairy? So what about being a mortal? When emeralds and agates are stones, when bricks and rubble are also stones, if I am destined to be a mortal, I will be free and easy for decades, and turn into dust. Then go through that calamity and be a happy god for hundreds of years."

Yan Chicheng stared at him blankly for a long time, then lowered his gaze to the dark ground: "Aren't you afraid that I will betray you?"

Xie Qiushi looked at him strangely: "Would you be worthy of me if you don't live up to me? Master Qingtian can still listen to your culprit's confession when he decides the case?"

Yan Chicheng laughed dumbfounded.

"Remember it." Xie Qiushi laughed, "When I get back on my way, I will understand whether you owe me or not, and I will decide whether I will spare you or not. Before that..."

Yan Chicheng raised his head, and gently hooked his chin: "What before that?"

"Before that..." Xie Qiushi's cheeks were slightly red, his eyes blinked quickly, and then he looked aside again, "I'm happy to welcome you."