After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

The wind is clear and the birds are still. In the tumbling pool of Tangquan behind the rockery, variegated spiritual materials are sinking and floating, and the fragrance of medicine is lingering.

The white mist is constantly transpiring, and through the dense water vapor, you can see Han Qi soaked in the soup spring.

He leaned against the wall of the pool, stroked the scar on his cheek with his hand, and muttered to himself in a daze, "I knew how to make a better face..."

Just then Lin Qingzhou remained silent for a long time, Han Qi thought it was a tacit consent to his request, slightly lowered his head and approached Lin Qingzhou gently, when his lips were close, he was suddenly pushed away.

The blush on Lin Qingzhou's neck has not faded, she turned her back and did not look at him: "You are too ugly, I refuse."

Afterwards, he threw down the sentence "I'll help you in half an hour", and left in a hurry.

Han Qi stayed where he was, a little dazed. In the past, Lin Qingzhou had never disliked this face, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, it made him unable to speak.

......

Lin Qingzhou hurriedly left Tangquan and walked around the rugged and unique rockery, her heart still beating wildly.He put his back against the rockery, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down before continuing to walk forward.

When Han Qi's lips were close to each other, the image of how the original owner died tragically in the dream flashed across his mind, such despair, such helplessness, such long and unbearable pain.

He suddenly woke up like a dream, pushed Han Qi away, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

During this period of time, he must have been stunned, or was dazzled by gratitude, so he was unconscious every day, delusional, and was bewitched by Han Qi, and he was often confused and became a little bit nervous. Not like my past self either.

The night wind blew, bringing with it a slight chill, his whole body shivered, and his heart seemed to be a little colder.

Afterwards, he continued to walk forward with a calm expression, passed through the ivy-wrapped hanging flower arch, and walked to the courtyard in front of the door.

The bright moonlight poured down in the courtyard, and the racks were arranged in random order, and the dried herbs in the dustpan exuded a faint fragrance.

Lin Qingzhou walked towards the room, and a person suddenly walked out from behind the shelf, standing in front of him.

The visitor was dressed in green, gently shaking the feather fan, with one hand behind his back, with a gentle appearance and a lazy smile.

The appearance of this coquettish packaging x, who else can there be except the male peacock.

Lin Qingzhou frowned slightly: "What are you doing here?"

Although King Mingque smiled, the smile didn't reach his eyes: "You had a helper last time, but no one will help you this time."

Lin Qingzhou went straight to the point: "Don't overturn Doctor Huang's herbs."

The implication is that this place is not a good place to display your skills, if you want to fight, change to another place to accompany you to the end.

How could King Mingque not understand, he said hello immediately, and walked out of the medical hall in a blink of an eye.

Lin Qingzhou took out the long sword from the storage kit, sighed softly, and Yujian chased after him.

After the Snow Song Sword was lost, he picked out a few passable swords in Xianshi, which were not particularly convenient, but he had no choice but to use them right now.

I hope this sword will never break again.

On the outskirts of Surabaya, Huanxi Mountain.

The forest is full of luxuriant branches and leaves, and the wind blows the leaves rustling.

King Mingque stood on the top of the tree, with a cold look on his smiling face, which looked even more shady under the cold moonlight.

With the sword in hand, Lin Qingzhou tapped the treetops with her toes, not much nonsense, and went back as soon as possible after the fight, Han Qi was still soaking in the medicine spring.

During this period of time, he did not slack off his cultivation for a single day, and his cultivation base had unknowingly reached the middle stage of Golden Core, and his chances of winning were greater than before.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the clear brilliance was everywhere. On the undulating hills, the two figures were as elegant as the wind passing by.

After a clear sound of swords and fans clashing, dust filled the air, and amidst the flying leaves, Lin Qingzhou held his long sword behind his back, and passed by King Mingque, leaving a faint red line on his neck.

King Mingque touched the bloodstain on his neck and smiled calmly: "I lost, why did you show mercy?"

Lin Qingzhou's sword could have ended his life.

Lin Qingzhou guessed that it had been almost half an hour, and it was time to go back to Fu Hanqi's room, so he said concisely: "I have no grievances or enmities with you."

After saying that, he turned around and planned to summon the sword to leave.

Seeing his appearance of "not wanting to talk to you too much", King Mingque wanted to make him feel uncomfortable.

He called Lin Qingzhou, "Is that little idiot your apprentice last time?" Seeing that Lin Qingzhou stopped, he continued, "Speaking of which, I still owe your apprentice a favor."

Lin Qingzhou turned around, confused: "How do you say that?"

Mingque King's face was a bit smug: "Last time, your friend with superb swordsmanship chased after me. If your apprentice hadn't stopped him with his body, how could I have escaped."

In his eyes, it was Lin Qingzhou's apprentice who was too stupid to hold him back, and he wanted to use this to ridicule him.

But I don't know, this sentence fell into Lin Qingzhou's ears, and it was another taste——

Han Qi didn't lie at the time, he didn't intend to hurt anyone, he was really a stupid apprentice trying his sword.

He vaguely guessed the reason why Ji Ran did this, and at the same time, he also realized that he had wrongly blamed Han Qi.

Lin Qingzhou felt a little guilty. Perhaps because of the influence of the content of the original book, he had always had a prejudice against Han Qi, thinking that he was a cold and cruel person who would do anything to achieve his goals, so he misjudged so easily.

The plot line of the original book has already collapsed beyond recognition, and all the tragedies in the original book have not happened, so maybe he should have changed his view of Han Qi that he has always insisted on.

Cutting off the water with a knife, with a lifespan of 20 years, how should he repay Han Qi's kindness?

Suppressing the confusion in his heart, Lin Qingzhou ignored King Mingque, jumped up, and flew towards Sishui City with Yujian.

Clear and bright, Lin Qingzhou's sword was in the air, and a thick black mist suddenly appeared around him, enveloping him.

Alarm bells were ringing in his heart, and he tried to pinch a fire-starting spell, but before the spell could be sealed, he felt dizzy for a while, and passed out when his eyes went dark.

......

The next day, Lin Qingzhou's mind was a little drowsy, and she slightly opened her sleepy eyes, and the plain blue tent fell into her eyes, which was very familiar.

He was puzzled, struggled to get up, and glanced into the room, the moon-white hanging curtain, the yellow rosewood table, and the screen painted with plain snow and green plums, his heart was shocked.

Isn't this the room where he was wandering through things, why did he suddenly return to the Qingxu Sword Sect?

With doubts, he got up and put on his shoes, stroked his slightly swollen head, and gently pushed open the door.

The sun is shining brightly and the breeze is gentle. The green asparagus bamboo in front of the room is bathed in the sky, and the shadows of the branches are swaying.

He walked down the stone steps, and at his feet was a familiar bluestone path. Walking along the path, the green Ruoshu trees fell into his eyes, and the wind passed by, and the leaves rustled.

Lin Qingzhou stepped forward, and saw a chess set on the stone table under the Ruomu tree, and the chessboard was half fought to the end.

Beside the chessboard is a familiar teapot, with hot steam coming out of the spout.

Everything in front of him coincided with his previous life in Qingxu Sword Sect.

Lin Qingzhou was even more suspicious. Could it be that Han Qi forcibly brought him back to Chengwuyouxin?

He was in a daze, when there was a bang, the door not far under the Ruomu tree was opened.

Following the prestige, Wen Tang was dressed in green clothes, standing with his hands on the door, his eyes were as soft as spring rain falling on the south of the Yangtze River.

With a gentle smile on his handsome and handsome face, he greeted like he used to every day:

"Morning, Brother Qingzhou."

The author has something to say: Qingzhou is undoubtedly tempted, but the depth of affection is not as deep as that of Han Qi to him. I hope the little angels understand him.

The last big twist and turns will be the end after it is dealt with.

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