Qingqing side by side

"Why did you leave back then?" Qinglong turned Qing Ye around and looked straight at Qing Ye.Qingye shook her head, crying so hard that she couldn't speak.

Qinglong hugged her: "Don't cry." His heart ached when he cried.Seeing that she didn't seem to stop, Qinglong had no choice but to find a place to sit down.

Qingye sobbed and stopped slowly, then raised her head and looked at Qinglong: "Don't look at me, I'm so ugly." Her eyes must have been swollen.

"It's not ugly, it's pretty." Qinglong carefully kissed Qingye's eyes.

"Why are you here?" Qing Ye asked him. "Didn't you hear everything just now?" Qinglong raised his eyebrows.

"Thousands of people are going..." Qing Ye didn't know what to say. "The suzerain has his plan." Qinglong said.

"I'm coming back this time because I have something to do." Qing Ye leaned into Qinglong's embrace, which she hadn't leaned into for 100 years.

"Back then, why did you leave?" Qinglong asked again.

"Do you know, back then, after senior brother Daoxuan took over as the head, he sealed my cultivation and let me marry him." Qing Ye didn't answer, but suddenly mentioned this matter.

"I know, so I decided to take you away." Qinglong nodded.

"Later, you were severely injured by Senior Brother Daoxuan's palm, and the doctors all said there was nothing you could do." Qingye still felt hopeless when she recalled that time.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Qinglong comforted, he heard You Ji said about this matter.

"At that time, a senior told me that there was a way to save you." Qingye's face was gentle, so she had an extra kind master, a lovely uncle, and brothers who loved her,

"What way?" Qinglong looked at her.

"He gave me a pill and told me that all I need to do is inject all my cultivation into your body and disperse the power of the medicine." Qingye rubbed his hands.

"Even so, you don't have to leave." Qinglong already guessed that this was the reason for her leaving.

"However, to save you who was already dying at that time, you have to bear the karma, so transfer the karma, I leave, and bear the karma." Qing Ye smiled.

"Why are you so stupid." Qinglong felt sorry for this silly girl.

"I'm not stupid, as long as I can save you, I'm not stupid. Moreover, I have no loss, and even a blessing in disguise." Qing Ye shook her head, as long as Qinglong can live well, she can do anything.

"I'm fine, so don't leave me." Qinglong hugged her.

Qing Ye did not speak, this is impossible.

"Promise me." Qinglong held Qingye's shoulder anxiously, wanting a promise.

"Qinglong, let me lean on..." Qing Ye leaned down, "It's been a long time, I haven't leaned on you like this."

Qinglong could only hold her in his arms, and the two of them just hugged each other and fell asleep.

When Qinglong breathed evenly, Qingye opened his eyes, looked at Qinglong reluctantly, carefully got up from his arms, turned and left.

The next morning, when Qinglong woke up, Qingye was nowhere to be seen. Holding the sachet Qingye left behind, Qinglong closed his eyes in pain.

Qingye, who left Qinglong, walked slowly on the mountain path. Now she just wanted to calm down in the silent mountain, and didn't want to see so many people.

"Shushu, how long are we going to fly?" Zhang Xiaofan sat behind Zeng Shushu and asked.

Zeng Shushu said happily: "It won't be long, we will be there." They were flying to Yudu on the Luban kite made by Zeng Shushu.

Qingye suddenly felt something fall from his head, quickly dodged away, and saw two young men fall off.

"Oh, Shushu, why is your organ bird so unreliable?" Zhang Xiaofan complained. "My name is Lu Banyuan, and I don't know...why..." Zeng Shushu retorted without confidence.

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head helplessly, was helped up by Zeng Shushu, was about to say something, when he found a woman in silver clothes standing in front of him, looking at him.

"Sister..." Zhang Xiaofan felt that those eyes were very familiar, and murmured unconsciously.

"Xiao Fan." Qing Ye took off her veil and smiled. "Sister, it's really you." Zhang Xiaofan's eyes lit up, and he rushed over.

"Ouch—it hurts—" Zhang Xiaofan cried out with his face contorted.

"Are you okay?" Zeng Shushu anxiously supported Zhang Xiaofan. "I sprained my ankle." Zhang Xiaofan looked at Qing Ye pitifully.

Qingye came over with a smile, and held Zhang Xiaofan's foot: "It's a twist, it's not a big problem, but I still need to find a place to heal him."

"Then let's go." Zeng Shushu nodded, supported Zhang Xiaofan to walk slowly, first he had to find a place to rest.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday Nianhua watched the so-called finale, Nianhua was about to cry, the editing was messed up, and the finale was really inexplicable and unsatisfactory.