After the scumbag awakens

Thinking about this fact, Xie Liang couldn't help pressing the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and there was a bit of gloom in his smiling eyes just now.

Xie Chen glanced at him calmly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't care about his changes at all, turned around and was about to leave.

But if Xie Liang is such a person who can be dismissed easily, this thread of blood will not be so entangled with him for many years, it is difficult to break free.

He looked at Xie Chen's calm face, licked the corners of his lips, slightly curved his eyes, and returned to his usual calm tone, "Brother knows—"

Xie Liang paused, and his thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the trace of disgust in his eyes, "But so what?"

As he spoke, he waved the folding fan leisurely in his hand, with a calm and unhurried attitude completely holding the winning ticket.

"We have a long way to go."

Xie Chen looked at him deeply.

He still didn't express any expression or move, but his dull and cold eyes patrolled Xie Liang inch by inch, as if looking into the bottomless darkness through many masks.

The smile on Xie Liang's lips froze slightly.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and was about to speak, but Xie Chen looked away, "There are vacant houses on the mountainside, you can settle them yourself."

After he spoke in a deep voice, he moved his body and moved with the same footwork as Qi Ran.

The man's back is fleeting.

Xie Liang looked at the courtyard not far away, shook the fan in his hand, and chuckled, "It's really interesting."

His voice is warm and gentle, like a whisper of sympathy, but there is no smile in those slightly curved eyes.

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Kunwu Peak originally belonged to Xie Chen alone, but he didn't accept disciples, and set up a restriction, except for the occasional disciples who were arranged by the deacon's hall to enter, and no one else came and went.

The house on the mountainside was built by the deacon hall for the disciples who were handymen, knowing that Xie Chen didn't like being disturbed by others.

Cultivators don't care about vulgar things, and Jianzong disciples especially hone their minds and bodies, so houses are also easy to build.

But Xie Liang is not used to living in such a simple house.

He has always been used to extravagance, and the Tianji Tower has accumulated countless family fortunes for thousands of years, which is enough for him to squander. What's more, he came here for two people, so how could he stay away from the mountain top.

So he consciously lived next door to Qi Ran.

Xie Chen couldn't help frowning when he realized it, and paused when he spoke.

Qi Ran also noticed it.

It's just that his expression remained unchanged, he lightly picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip.

Xie Chen looked at him again, with a complicated tone, and continued the previous explanation, "There are some connections between us."

Qi Ran looked down at the tea in the cup, and then heard Xie Chen say, "You probably don't know Nanhe Xie's family."

"It's an ancient family of spells. The ancestors were cursed, and the twins will be wiped out when they come into the world, and the Xie family and the owner of the Tianji Building had a common relationship in the secular world. It is rare for him to make an exception. , Said that the culprit lies in the young."

"So the twins were born, and the younger brother who was born a breath late was strangled to death by the tribe."

A mountain breeze blew through the hall.

Xie Chen's face was still cold, "By chance, he survived, and later entered the Tianji Building."

Qi Ran was silent for a moment.

He expected the relationship between the two, but he didn't expect such a reason.

He put down the teacup in his hand and sighed, "What about the Xie family?"

Xie Chen was about to speak, but he heard a voice outside the door, "Of course the family is exterminated."

He pushed open the courtyard door, walking briskly, "Don't look at me like that, I didn't do it."

He met Qi Ran's gaze, shrugged his shoulders, and sat down on the other side, "Could it be that I am such a villain in the eyes of Daoist Ze Yuan?"

Don't answer at all.

Xie Liang smiled, didn't care about his attitude, and said to himself: "The Xie family is so daring, they used spells to capture the monsters in private, and they committed the crime of Tai Sui."

"I kindly pointed out a clear path for them, but unfortunately, no one believed me, a person who was born to herald disaster."

He smiled with crooked brows and eyes, and said regrettable words, but there was no trace of regret on his face.

"As for my elder brother, he was taken away by the old man Xuantian when he was four years old, and he cut off the mortal relationship early. When he came out of the retreat and found out, the ashes of Xie's family had gone to nowhere."

He skipped a lot in a few words, but somehow recalled those scenes in his mind, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

Qi Ran interrupted his memory, "Stop laughing."

Xie Liang was stunned for a moment, the corners of his lips were stiff for a moment and then raised again, "Does the Taoist also feel sorry for me?"

Qi Ran looked directly into his eyes, "No."

His expression was cold, "You are the owner of Tianji Tower, a rare god-turning power in the world, who can say that you are pitiful?"

Xie Liang was silent for a while, "You are right."

The Xie family in Nanhe reaped the consequences of their own evil, and they have long since perished.

And he almost lived the same life as this world.

Xie Liang reached out to take the teacup on the table, but Qi Ran held down his wrist.

He glanced at the young man, "I drank this cup before."

Xie Liang smiled softly, and said softly, "That's exactly what I want."

Xie Chen gave him a warning look.

Xie Liang turned a blind eye and just smiled gently at Qi Ran.

Peeling off that layer of yin and yang annoying face, he looks very good-looking when he smiles, only showing a small half of his face can make people ignore the mask on his face, and his heart is swayed by it.

However, Qi Ran was very firm, "No."

Xie Liang tried to influence him with warmth.

Qi Ran didn't look at him at all.

Xie Liang was helpless, "Okay."

He showed a gesture of disappointment, took advantage of people's unpreparedness, turned his wrist, and pinched Qi Ran's wrist bone vainly: "That's it, Taoist Lord tell me my name."

Qi Ran looked at him quietly.

Xie Liang said dissatisfiedly, "I told Taoist Lord my name—"

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed Qi Ran's hand and avoided Xie Chen's sword wind.

He squinted at Xie Chen, "Brother, you are going too far."

Xie Chen didn't even look at him scratching his head and making gestures, and said coldly, "Let go."

Not only did Xie Liang not let go, but he even stroked it a few times, "This is between me and Daojun, what has it got to do with you?"

Xie Chen was speechless immediately, he stared at him with a cold face, the sleeping sword in the scabbard seemed to sense something, and began to move around.

Xie Liang was fearless, with his left hand on the bone fan ready to go.

Seeing the two men at war again, Qi Ran couldn't help feeling a little headache.

He slightly raised his voice, "Thank you Liang."

Xie Liang turned his head, the sharpness in his eyes subsided, but he was very stubborn, "Name."

It was rare for Qi Ran to sigh.

He pushed Xie Liang's hand away, "Qi Ran."

Xie Liang seemed to be comforted by these two words, and a smile appeared on his face, "Which one is true?"

Qi Ran said flatly: "Tao follows nature."

Xie Liang looked at him, and there seemed to be some incomprehensible emotion in his eyes, which disappeared when he looked again.

He suddenly smiled, not maliciously, but with some ambiguity, "It is rumored that one who cultivates the ruthless way cuts off love and love, and has no emotions or desires."

Playing tricks, he paused for a moment before asking in a long voice, "I don't know you, but have you ever practiced both?"

Xie Chen's complexion that had just eased up a little bit sank again.

Qi Ran didn't dodge at all, nor was he ashamed or annoyed at being offended, "Never."

"I'm not interested, but..."

He raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of confusion in his peach eyes, "Are you inviting me?"

The author says:

Xie Chen: Qi.

A pigeon spirit asked me to tell you that he knows that he is very short, but the next chapter will be thicker and longer QAQ

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