After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

Han Qi stared at Lin Qingzhou, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips trembled, and he paused every word:

"I do not believe!"

The smile at the corner of Lin Qingzhou's mouth was like a knife quenched with poison, and he saw blood seal his throat silently.

He stretched out his hand and slowly spread out his palm, a dried red flower lay on it.

The slender stamens have dried up, the curled petals are also shriveled, and there are long pale blue stems under the calyx.

Han Qi saw something in Lin Qingzhou's palm and recognized what it was, as if he had expected something, his expression suddenly changed.

The smile at the corner of Lin Qingzhou's mouth deepened, and his tone was soft, "Mingyao grass, after taking it, your heart will be the same, and every word you say comes from the heart, without even a trace of falsehood."

He collected it unintentionally when he was in Xichuan Secret Realm, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Han Qi's reaction, Lin Qingzhou raised her head very quickly, and covered her mouth with the palm of Ming Yecao.

"Don't—" Han Qi raised his hand and leaned forward to stop, his eyes were red.

He's scared, he doesn't want to get to the bottom of it!

He doesn't know, Lin Qingzhou really doesn't like him at all!

He doesn't know how much Lin Qingzhou hates him!

There is no such thing as the so-called agreement between heart and mouth, and he can still deceive himself. Lin Qingzhou is speaking out of anger, or he has difficulties.

But it was still too late, Lin Qingzhou rolled between his hands and throat, and swallowed.

He stared fixedly at Han Qi, and spoke slowly:

"Han Qi, listen well, I have never liked you before, and I won't in the future. I hate your self-righteousness, your superiority, and your cruelty. These are my sincere words from the bottom of my heart. fake."

"Don't you believe it?"

The gentle and waveless voice is a gentle knife, and the words are so clear that no other misunderstandings will occur. Step by step, all the pain and sorrow of the man in front of him are ruthlessly trampled under his feet, trampled into pieces.

Han Qi's whole body was trembling violently, the back of his teeth were clenched tightly, a fishy smell gushed out of his mouth, and his eye sockets were about to burst.

He tilted his body and almost couldn't stand upright. He held on to the desk in the water pavilion with one hand to stabilize his figure.

The hand in Lin Qingzhou's sleeve moved slightly.

For a long time, Han Qi lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Time seemed to pass extremely slowly, and there was a suffocating silence between the two of them for a moment.

Han Qi reached out to take the Qishuang Sword which was placed on the table, this action seemed to have exhausted all his strength.The spine that was as straight as a bamboo in the past was bent by heavy emotions, and it was no longer the spirit of the past.

He turned around and walked out of the waterside pavilion, but he was stopped by Lin Qingzhou just after taking two steps.

"Don't go!"

Hearing the sound, Han Qi stopped in his tracks, in the darkness, a gleam of light pierced through the dark clouds for a moment in Tiandi's pale eyes.

He turned around, as if he was on the verge of death, holding on to the last chance of life.

But Lin Qingzhou stretched out a hand towards him, with a white jade hairpin in his palm, "I'll give you back what's yours."

That's the white jade hairpin he gave to Lin Qingzhou before, his mother's relic, specially given to his daughter-in-law.

All the light disappeared instantly, and Han Qi's face turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Give it to you, it's yours."

Han Qi didn't reach out to pick it up, but only looked at Lin Qingzhou.

"Take it away, I don't want it."

Lin Qingzhou's hand was still stretched forward.

Han Qi's heart was already numb, as if he didn't hear it, he said to himself, "Give me back my kit."

At this moment, the thoughts in Lin Qingzhou's mind were extremely clear, and he immediately thought of the moon-white brocade bag he picked up a few days ago, which contained only a strand of hair, like a token from a woman to her lover.

He took out the kit from the storage kit with one hand, spread it on his palm together with the white jade hairpin, and handed it to Han Qi.

Han Qi stretched out his hand, only took the brocade bag and stuffed it into his arms, letting Bai Yuhan lie in Lin Qingzhou's palm, turned and left.

Lin Qingzhou frowned for a moment, this was something given to Han Qi by some woman Han Qi didn't want the white jade hairpin, but wanted to take this bag.Han Qi really does not refuse anyone, as long as he likes him!

"If you don't take the jade hairpin away, I'll throw it away." Lin Qingzhou said to Han Qi.

Han Qi paused, didn't look back, his throat twitched slightly, and said, "This is yours, you can do whatever you want."

Thinking of the meaning behind the white jade hairpin, Lin Qingzhou: "I don't want it, you can give it to someone else."

Han Qi's back was lonely, and his voice was as soft as catkins blown by the wind, "There will be no one else."

Afterwards, he seemed to be extremely exhausted, without a sword or a formula, he just walked out step by step.

When his back disappeared from sight, Lin Qingzhou's tense nerves relaxed, and she slumped down at the desk as if she was extremely tired.

He closed his eyes, trying to reach out and rub the center of his eyebrows.

The other hand that had been hidden in the sleeve just now was loosened, and the crimson herb in the palm had been held for too long, it was already slightly sweaty, and fell to the ground all at once.

He didn't even bother to bend his waist, and didn't care to pick it up.

He was a completely different person from the cold, mean, and high-spirited person just now.

He knew that what he did just now was excessive, and he made it clear to Han Qi that it was his original intention to prevent him from harming the innocent again, but his uncontrollable emotions erupted, and eventually turned into revenge for love and murder.

Pleasure is temporary, and when he calmed down at this moment, he felt a deep dislike for himself just now.

However, once he thought of Ji Ran's left shoulder being pierced by Qishuang's meridian, his left hand was crippled, and all his disgust was covered up by self-blame and guilt.

Throughout the past year, he failed to make Ji Ran any progress in cultivation, but instead brought him unreasonable disasters. What qualifications does he have to be his master again.

Even if he doesn't mention it, he should have self-knowledge.

When the wound on Ji Ran's shoulder healed, it was time to say goodbye.

Previously, several monks had been drained of their spiritual power and their corpses were exposed in the wilderness. The monks from all over the city of Surabaya kept coming and going, and this evil thing's behavior can be regarded as very rampant.

The people in the city are in panic all day long, fearing that they will be harmed, and it is still no way to go on like this.

Cheng Qiao, the prefect of Sishui City, was aware of the people's sentiments and thought it was a serious matter, so he reported the matter to Ji Ran.Sishui City is Ji Ran's fiefdom, and Ji Ran recommended his master without saying a word.

Lin Qingzhou agreed.

During Ji Ran's recuperation period, he had nothing else to do anyway, so he did the last thing for Ji Ran before leaving.

Cheng Qiao, the prefect of Sishui City, knows that Lin Qingzhou is Ji Ran's master, but it is obvious to all that Ji Ran has made no progress in his practice for a year.

Unable to trust Lin Qingzhou, and because of Ji Ran's order, Cheng Qiao invited several monks from various sects to work with Lin Qingzhou to eliminate evil.

Lin Qingzhou took a carriage with him to the mansion to meet up with several other monks. Along the way, Cheng Qiao didn't say a word except for the necessary polite words and maintaining the politeness shown.

Lin Qingzhou's nerves are not slow, and he noticed the unhappiness in it.

The two of them walked without talking without embarrassment.

However, although Cheng Qiao didn't like Lin Qingzhou's magic staff, he didn't show his face to him. After arriving at the prefect's mansion, he ordered his subordinate Liang Duwei to take him to the side hall to meet with the immortal elders as usual. .

Outside the zigzag corridor, the wind blows the wicker and the cicadas hiss.

Lin Qingzhou walked in the corridor leading to the side hall, besides the noisy cicadas, she could also faintly hear a few conversations coming from the side hall.

One of the voices sounded familiar.

He walked to the door of the side hall, saw the people in the room clearly, and was slightly stunned for a moment.

Yin Xibai was actually there.

There are four people in the room, either standing or sitting.

Yin Xibai and two other monks were sitting at the same table talking, one of the two monks came from the same sect as Master Yin Xibai, from Lishan Palace.Another face was born, and it seemed that he had never seen it at the Fairy Sword Festival.

There is another person, standing with his back facing the door, appreciating several paintings hanging on the wall of the side hall.

Those three people seemed to be chatting speculatively, smiling and talking.

The moment he saw Lin Qingzhou, disbelief and overwhelming hatred appeared in Yin Xibai's eyes, and the smile on his face faded completely.

Although the other two didn't know why, they also sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so they stopped talking for a while.

Captain Liang brought people here, and left on his own, leaving a few people to discuss matters of eliminating evil by themselves.

Lin Qingzhou's appearance was only [-]% similar to before, he didn't seem to see Yin Xibai's ugly face, he just calmly claimed to be a casual cultivator in Sishui City, named Tan Zhou.

Everyone in the comprehension world knew that Lin Qingzhou had passed away, and when Yin Xibai saw that he looked like he didn't know him at all, his expression softened a little, and he invited Lin Qingzhou to take a seat.

Everyone was present, and the person who had been appreciating calligraphy and painting with his back to the door and was silent also took his seat.

The man was carrying a long sword on his back, with plain clothes and ordinary appearance. There was an ugly scar on his right cheek, which made him look very creepy.

He was sitting right next to Lin Qingzhou and Yin Xibai.Yin Xibai didn't show anything on his face, but his body moved sideways calmly.

Several people first reported their families.

Yin Xibai from Lishan Palace, Lu Renyi, Yang Shu from Lianhua Sword Sect, and that person, Qi Han from Hu Bianzong.

When it was Qi Han's turn to report the sect, Yin Xibai didn't even glance at him when he heard that it was a little-known sect.

Lin Qingzhou didn't care about these things, but she just smiled at him politely as a greeting.

Seeing the smile on his face, Qi Han froze for a moment.

After discussing with the five people, they decided to set up a large formation in Surabaya City.

The formation eyes are in the prefect's mansion, as long as there are evil things active in Surabaya City, exuding evil spirits, evil spirits, and demonic energy, the formations will be touched, and the formation eyes will sense and indicate the location of the evil things.

After setting up the formation, several people sat and waited quietly in the prefect's mansion.

Within half a day, there was a reaction at the eye of the formation.

The five people followed the instructions of the formation and rushed to an abandoned mansion.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the mansion, they stepped into a formation in the courtyard, and the flow of light around them turned sharply, falling into the illusion of ice and snow.

The white snow is falling, and between the sky and the earth is a vast forest covered in white, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Everyone was wearing summer clothes, and they were freezing cold for a while. They wanted to use the fairy method to protect their bodies from the cold, but they were horrified to find that the formation method would dissipate their spirits, and everyone lost their spiritual power.

Lin Qingzhou was so cold that she hugged her shoulders tightly, and suddenly her shoulders felt warm, and when she turned her head, she saw that it was Qi Han who had taken off a coat and put it on him.