I have been assisting these years

Wen Xuanqing was still a teenager when we parted back then, but now that youthful air only comes out when he laughs.

The disciples followed Feng Zhi's sacrificial speech and watched Ying Qingzhou's coffin disappear into the sea of ​​clouds among the mountains.

Looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds that still existed in the heavy snow, Wen Xuanqing felt a little dazed.

After the end, everyone scattered, Xie Xiaozhi followed Feng Changyu, and couldn't help but look at Wen Xuanqing who was also walking forward.

He has a handsome face, not the type with thick eyebrows and big eyes. When he smiles, his eyes are a little squinted, and he is very kind. His long hair is high and bunched up, giving him a sense of wantonness for no reason.

Is this the little brother that the second senior sister said?

Wen Xuanqing also noticed the little girl following the elder sister.

It is not difficult to guess the identity of the other party with the same moon gate repair robe. He smiled at the little girl looking at him, "What's your name?"

His voice is not as low as He Qihao's, but rather clear, a bit like the spring water of fermented rice specially provided by Yuemen Restaurant in summer.

But He Qihao hit her too hard, causing her to be a little afraid of getting close to the opposite sex.

"Her name is Xie Xiaozhi."

Feng Changyu also knew the little sister's heart knot, "It's the little junior sister, Wujin brought it back from Bi Liantian."

"Oh?"

Wen Xuanqing smiled, "Has Second Senior Sister been outside all these years?"

Feng Changyu didn't answer her previous question, but there is no reason not to come back for such an important memorial to Qi Jin.

The young demon master can also guess some reasons.

"She's in Yiting Misty Rain," Feng Changyu paused, "healing her wounds."

"Second Senior Sister is injured?" Wen Xuanqing was a little surprised, "Then I'm going to visit."

"Alright."

Feng Changyu nodded, "She won't be able to wake up for a while, and her consciousness is very resistant to waking up. You can also talk to her, she likes you very much."

Feng Changyu didn't wear a veil when he came back from Weicheng. This appearance is also very eye-catching when walking outside.

Wen Xuanqing was used to it, but when he heard the senior sister's tone, he sighed, "Second senior sister, who doesn't like it?"

He has lived with the people of the Yao clan in Wumingjian for these years. After all, the elders in the clan are not as easy to talk to as those two generals. They hide needles in the cotton back and forth, and after the seal is loosened, there is still a group of people who try to join forces with the ghost clan to make trouble. .

Back then, the demon king's betrayal at a critical moment made many members of the demon clan feel that their face was hurt, but due to the powerful force, they always dare not say more.

Now the successors, of all ages, are trying to take control.

But Wen Xuanqing grew up in the world, and he was not a person who likes to kill, so he remained indifferent when faced with waves of people's questioning and hatred.

When he left Weicheng, he knew that Yuling had been taken away, and the call of the demon clan was affecting him all the time. Finally, he wanted to deal with the affairs of the demon clan first, and soon... he could go to Yuling soon.

But I didn't expect this hardship to last for decades.

Before he fully grasped the demon king's inheritance, there was no way to get out of Wuming Stream.

It was a place where there was no return. There were many people in the clan, and countless eyes were fixed on him.

Trying to see the ambition and spirit of being a king from the young man.

But Wen Xuanqing didn't, and Wumingjian had no light all year round, so he missed the days of cultivating in Yuqingque more and more.

But everyone has their own burdens.

Even if he swallowed the demon pill without knowing it.

I can't take it out, and I'm trained by that majestic force day and night, and every transformation is accompanied by endless pain.

He also doesn't like his clansmen to call him the Demon King.

While getting the inheritance, he also knew why the demon king turned his back on the battlefield back then, a kindness, a better choice for the people.

The strength of the ghost clan cannot be easily resisted by the monster clan, it is better to unite with the Daoist sect.

That little bit of feeling that seemed to exist was wrapped in regret, stored in the Yaodan after death, and fermented in Wen Xuanqing's body.

He finally broke free from the shackles and came out of Wumingjian, but with the vicissitudes of life and the raging ghosts outside, Yuqingque was in bleakness.

"Too."

Feng Changyu pursed his lips, "Go to the deputy director's place to get a new set of clothes first, and Misty Rain will come later, Xiaozhi is now living in the yard where you lived before..."

"fine."

Wen Xuanqing smiled, "The misty rain is so big, the senior sister will always leave a room for the junior brother."

Feng Changyu: "That's natural."

The conversation between the two of them was very natural, and Xie Xiaozhi, who was listening to it, was taken aback for a while.

There were too many things happening this time, the whole building was shaken up and down, and many classes were cancelled.

Xie Xiaozhi mostly practiced at school by herself, and Feng Changyu was also very busy, so she hardly saw him.

Probably because Feng Changyu in Qi Jin's mouth was too cold, which made Xie Xiaozhi almost speechless in front of Feng Changyu.

At this time, there are only two of them left.

Feng Changyu turned around abruptly, and the little girl who bowed her head was startled, but she heard her elder sister say coldly——

"I'll have a fight with you."

Xie Xiaozhi felt that she was about to cry.

The elder sister is so fierce.

The opponent didn't use any skill at all, picked up a branch to fight her, and almost made Xie Xiaozhi scream.

Xie Xiaozhi's black umbrella is almost her natal weapon, with extremely strong defense power and a lot of reinforcement formations, which also made her perform well in the month-to-month comparison.

But only defending but not attacking is the same as beckoning cats and dogs to Feng Changyu.

If it was Qi Jin, he might still comfort me by saying that you are still young and there is nothing to be nervous about practicing more. Your senior sister and I are like you, skipping classes all day and going down the mountain to eat octopus balls.

But Qi Jin couldn't wake up, and the elder sister was obviously in a bad mood.

Xie Xiaozhi took a side step, and when the tassel on the black umbrella turned around, there was a spiritual wave, and Feng Changyu waved back all of them.

Xie Xiaozhi almost fell to his death without squatting.

One hand helped her up, and the senior sister, who had an overly nice voice but no human touch, spoke.

"Has Wujin ever instructed you?"

"A little bit."

Xie Xiaozhi even compared how much a little bit is.

It's good that Qi Jin often sparred with her, but the topic of the sparring changed, and he went to eat with his arms around her shoulders.

"It's too weak. I heard that your palm technique is relatively outstanding. Why can't you just dodge the move just now?"

Feng Changyu looked at the little girl's face.

Xie Xiaozhi looks very energetic, with eyebrows raised by nature, not the type of clear soup and little water, and a bit talkative, even if he didn't talk to Feng Changyu a few more words, but the way he talks to the outer disciples of the Moon Gate is Feng Changyu. Chang Yu still saw it.

Seeing her shut up immediately, it's like hell.

A bit like the original Qi Jin.

Xie Xiaozhi talked for a long time, and finally choked out two words——

"I'm afraid..."

Feng Changyu didn't know what to reply for a while, and finally sighed.

It happened that Wen Xuanqing changed his clothes and came over. Seeing this situation, he asked what was wrong.

The little junior sister's eyes were red, and she looked as if she was scolded by the senior sister.

The question is how can the elder sister scold people.

If the second senior sister was here, she would definitely say look at Feng Changyu's killing with his eyes again.

Wen Xuanqing found that he really missed the second senior sister, and being Wen Xuanqing back was tantamount to being a back-and-forth, and it was fun to sing and make peace.

"It's just a discussion with my junior sister."

"That's why Senior Sister is too strict."

Wen Xuanqing has been tortured in the demon world these years, and he has grown a lot more courageous.

Xie Xiaozhi took a look at Wen Xuanqing, and felt that the little senior brother was not bad, so he moved over there in small steps.

Feng Changyu was a little helpless.

"Then I will discuss with my junior sister?"

Wen Xuanqing smiled, he was wearing a moon gate repair robe very nicely, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and those long legs could sweep away a lot of male disciples.

But Xie Xiaozhi didn't care to appreciate it at the moment, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "I can't do it, little brother..."

Feng Changyu: "Alright, let me see how much your cultivation has improved over the years."

Wen Xuanqing glanced at Xie Xiaozhi: "Is my junior sister nervous?"

Xie Xiaozhi nodded like pounding garlic.

"Then do your best, otherwise the senior sister is not satisfied and we may have to discuss until tomorrow."

It was said to be a competition, but Feng Changyu could still see that Wen Xuanqing deliberately gave way to Xie Xiaozhi.

He didn't reveal any demonic aura, he looked like a serious Taoist disciple, and the moves he used were still the ones he practiced in Yuqingque back then.

Neither of them are kendo specialties, but there are a lot of things worth seeing in the sparring.

During the back and forth, Feng Changyu discovered that Xie Xiaozhi did have something extraordinary.

Wen Xuanqing seemed to appear on these sides where he could induce the other party, so that it was convenient for Feng Changyu to check.

"Junior Sister's palm technique is good, one attack and one defense are difficult to deal with."

Wen Xuanqing stopped, he still looked the same, as if he hadn't moved.

On the contrary, Xie Xiaozhi was out of breath, sweating profusely in the snowy day, and said angrily: "Senior brother is too good at coaxing people."

Feng Changyu couldn't help but glance at Wen Xuanqing.

Her junior touched his nose.

Not yet taught.

After this discussion, Xie Xiaozhi was finally able to get back his nest, and Wen Xuanqing also followed Feng Changyu to see Qi Jin who was still sleeping.

There was a fire in the room, but it was very warm. Qi Jin was lying on the couch.

With a face that was bloodless, Feng Changyu held her hand and poured some ghost energy into it, but it didn't work.

Her hard work is enough to make up for Qi Jin's blood damage due to toxin infection.

But the body can recover slowly, but people refuse to wake up.

"Senior Sister really has a ghostly aura on her body."

Having inherited all the power of the Demon King, Wen Xuanqing's perception has also become more acute.

"Then back then..."

It's not hard to guess what caused Qi Jin's situation those few times, and the time when he was traveling.

"She sucked the power of the ghost mark into her blood, which is equivalent to that power intertwined with her flesh and blood."

Feng Changyu said while holding Qi Jin's cold hand with one hand.

In the past, Qi Jin's hands were always extremely warm, but now Feng Changyu couldn't tell who was colder.

This situation sounds unbelievable, Wen Xuanqing was silent for a while, "If this is the case, the ghost king will not be able to gather all the ghost seals, and his strength will be weakened?"

Feng Changyu hummed.

"She uses such a self-destructive method, even if the ghost king kills her to take blood, she won't get that power..."

Feng Changyu's voice was a little soft, and he looked at Qi Jin's pale face with focused eyes.

Wen Xuanqing also knew a lot about Yu Qingque's condition when he went to Deputy Director Lan to repair his robe.

The casualties were serious, and the news that the Que Lord had already died spread everywhere. If it weren't for the fact that the Que was still presided over by Feng Zhi, the Que Master, it might not be able to hold on.

"You come back this time..."

"If it wasn't for Senior Sister back then, I might have become a meal on the plate," Wen Xuanqing smiled, "I am very fortunate to be able to enter Yuqing Temple and become Master's disciple and Senior Sister's Junior Brother."

In a flash of vicissitudes.

The scene of that year is still vivid.

"Master is really..." Wen Xuanqing sighed. Back then, Leng Qiuzi looked at the gray-haired rabbit in Feng Changyu's arms and agreed after thinking for a moment. Maybe as early as that year, she was making a huge gamble, betting on his identity.

"Master has undertaken too much."

Feng Changyu stood up, "Since you're back, come down the mountain with me over there."

"Senior sister, and Yuling..."

Feng Changyu turned his head and glanced at Wen Xuanqing.

She still remembered the searching eyes of the parting teenagers, but she didn't know how to answer at this time.

He just took a deep breath, "You'll see her later."