The crimson curtain swayed gently in the wind, and inadvertently lifted a corner, revealing a section of extremely white skin like jade.
Wo Yan quietly stood by the couch, quietly raised his charming face, and looked behind the curtain. He is a newcomer to serve this Taoist monarch, but he just heard from others that this errand is not easy to do. If one is not careful, it is very likely that the emperor will be driven out of the Nine Desolate Hall.
When will Daojun wake up? I heard that Daojun's appearance is unparalleled, not even the most beautiful magic princess in the Demon Realm can compare. He was fortunate to have met that magic princess, and she was indeed extremely beautiful.
Just as he was imagining, a movement inside the scarlet veil pulled his mind back, he immediately suppressed his messy thoughts, facing the bed, and cautiously said: "Dao-Jun, are you going to get up?"
Behind the veil, for a long time, No one made a sound, and Wu Yan thought to himself: Could it be that Daojun hasn't woken up yet? If he speaks out rashly, will Emperor Zun punish him when he finds out?
Wo Yan felt uneasy for a moment, and saw a very white and slender hand stretch out the curtain, the gleaming white and the crimson complement each other, making people forget the commonplace. He hurriedly stepped forward, bent down to pick up the curtain, and was about to close it on the curtain hook, but was suddenly stunned.
The person in front of him has black hair like a waterfall, his face is androgynous, his eyes are as bright as the stars in the nine heavens, and as deep as the sea of infinity. He wears only a single red shirt, which makes his skin appears pale white like snow, eyebrows like ink, and lips like cinnabar. He just leaned on the bed, but it was enough to capture people's hearts.
Wu Yan finally understood why they all said that the appearance of Daojun was ten thousand times better than that of the magic princess. In fact, the victory was not in appearance, but... Forgive his knowledge is too superficial, he can't really describe it.
The boy before Xie Yan met was full of amazement. It seemed that boy saw his body for the first time, so he asked, "What's your name?"
After he developed the vaccine in the last days, he was suddenly pulled into this new world, and what made him not used to it was that Xiaoba didn't come to this world with him. He didn't know anything about this world now, so he had to act cautiously.
The ignorant teenager in front of him is a good breakthrough point.
Daojun's voice is really nice, it's like a lotus opening thousands of miles, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. The young man's delicate face is slightly red, and he respectfully said: "Return to Daojun, this lowly slave's name is Wo Yan."
Xie Yan looked around calmly and entered. All he saw was red, and his eyes were burning with pain. He was about to go to bed, but suddenly found that his feet were imprisoned by a pair of icy chains. He lowered his head and suppressed the cold light in his eyes. The situation is not good.
With her feet on the ground, Wo Yan quickly took the delicate shoes next to her in shock. She knelt on the ground and wanted to put on shoes for Xie Yan, but Xie Yan refused, "No need."
This room is very big, like a palace . , and the original body did not have the slightest scar on his body, only his feet were shackled, so he should be imprisoned here, but since there is no abuse, it means that the owner of this palace will not hurt the original body temporarily, the original body should have some use for the mansion owner.
I just don't know how much tolerance that person has for the original body.
He was rationalizing his thoughts, and Wo Yan kowtowed 'bang bang' behind him, and said in a trembling voice, "Please also ask Daojun to wear shoes."
A previous demon servant who served Daojun was killed by the emperor because Daojun lose a strand of hair. Emperor Zun drives that person out of Jiuhuang Hall, if Emperor Zun sees Daojun barefoot, he will be punished by Emperor Zun!
Xie Yan turned around, looked down at the pitiful little servant, and said deliberately, "The feet are in shackles, so why wear shoes?"
"Master, is this trying to make me feel bad?" A low male voice suddenly sounded behind him, with a hint of silk in his voice. Si Hanyi said, "Do you still want me to change to a new servant for you?"
Xie Yan was taken aback. This person appeared behind him, but he didn't even notice that this person was too powerful. What kind of response should be made, if this person finds something wrong, his mission is... well, he still doesn't know what the mission of this world is.
Seeing that he was motionless and deaf, the man seemed to be used to it, his icy eyes fell on Wo Yan's trembling back, and he said, "Serving Daojun is not wholehearted, drag it down, and strip away the slaves of Jiuhuang Temple."
Wo Yan was completely stupid. He was kicked out of the Nine Desolation Hall by the Emperor himself, and he had to be stripped of his slave status. Then he would no longer have a foothold in the entire Demon Realm. He raised his face, tears like rain, but Dare not say a word.
Xie Yan was about to test the man's tolerance for him, and immediately said, "No," he turned around and met the tall man's silent eyes, "I don't want to wear it myself and I don't need anyone to wear it for me."
The man stared at him for a long time, He clenched his fists tightly, not knowing what he was holding back, and then he took the lead to look away and landed on Xie Yan's bare feet. The white backs of his feet were lined with a dark red carpet, which was particularly confusing.
"Go down first." The man ordered in a low voice.
Woyan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lord Daojun interceded with Lord Emperor Zun, otherwise he would have been kicked out of the Nine Desolation Hall, but Lord Emperor Zun seemed to be quite unhappy, and he didn't know if Lord Daojun would be Injuried?
He obeyed the order anxiously, and the door of the palace closed suddenly.
Xie Yan observed that the man was only waving his sleeves lightly, and the heavy palace door was closed, and his fear of him was even deeper in his heart.
"Since you entered the temple, this is the first time you have spoken, but it is only for a servant." The man showed a look of forbearance, stared at Xie Yan's face, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Master, I am here, it really hurts. ." His pale hands pressed against his heart.
This person has a great appearance and calls the original body "Master". Now that he looks like this, it is conceivable that he had a close relationship with the original body before.
He originally wanted to run the "Bounding the Heavens Art" and use the soul seal to sense whether Xiaojiu was here, but he found that not only was his Dao power blocked, but even the soul seal couldn't be activated, as if he had hit some kind of barrier.
Seeing the man kept his mouth shut again, as if he was extremely angry, he directly picked Xie Yan up by the waist with one hand, and pressed him onto the red bed, and was about to kiss Xie Yan's lips. The man grabbed his wrist, "Master forgot? The black iron shackles on your feet have suppressed your cultivation. Now, you are no longer the Daojun Minghua that everyone admires."
Xie Yan was trying to sort out useful information from his words, but he forgot his actions for a while.
The man seemed quite happy to see him giving up resistance. The next sentence seemed to be taking credit: "Master , what do you think of this place?"
It's all red, and it's not a festive day. Xie Yan answered in his heart, but didn't say it.
The man seemed a little disappointed, so he didn't ask any more questions, but held Xie Yan's wrist, buckled it on the soft quilt, and lowered his head slowly.
"Evil." The two words, cold and indifferent, successfully stopped the man's behavior. The man's nose was about to touch him, and the breaths were intertwined with each other. Xie Yan looked at him calmly, without showing weakness.
The man stared at him for a long while, his forbearance and scorching eyes lingering on his face, but in the end he let him go, turned his back to him and sat on the edge of the couch, his head lowered, his handsome face draped to his chest. The ink hair blocked it, and it looked a bit pitiful.
Xie Yan suddenly felt a little distressed for no reason. He tentatively said softly, "I want to read a book."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man turned his head to look at him, his eyes were filled with joy, and he stood up and said, "I'll go get it now."
Watching the corners of his black and red clothes disappear outside the hall, Xie Yan came up with an idea: his body has no worries about his life for the time being. Apart from imprisoning his original body here, the man should satisfy him in everything else, even when he makes a small request, and the man will be happier.
This can be used.
The man quickly returned empty-handed, Xie Yan was wondering when he saw a pile of books appear in the hall out of thin air, could it be space? He suppressed the surprise in his heart, his face was calm, and his eyes fell on the stack of books.
"Which book do you want to read, Master?"
How could Xie Yan know what books are there? He got down on the bed to pick it out himself, but saw a man appear by the bed in an instant, half kneeling on the ground, picking up a shoe, and about to put his foot on it.
He shrank his feet back, "When will you untie the shackles, and when will I put on my shoes."
The man looked up at his indifferent and solemn face, feeling extremely helpless in his heart, then got up and hugged Xie Yan in his arms, "It's okay not to wear shoes."
Xie Yan: "..." This scoundrel is really bold .
The man put him in his arms, picked up a book, and put it in front of Xie Yan, "What do you think about this book, Master?"
His eyes swept across the title of the book, Xie Yan was not interested, and then he was in the pile of books. Unfortunately, the titles of these books were too subtle. He wanted to find a book about the history of this world, but he didn't know which one it was.
There was silence in the hall for a long time, and Xie Yan's lazy voice sounded, "You are tired of reading the title, just read every book to me one by one." As soon as the words fell, he keenly noticed that the man's aura had suddenly changed, and he was still cold just now. The hard temperament is now full of emotion, the whole body is much softer, and there is still a little excitement.
Immediately afterwards, the man leaned on the soft couch, Xie Yan leaned in his arms, closed his eyes and listened to him reading carefully. His voice was low and soft, like a murmur in a lover's world, and it was deeply entrenched in one's heart. At this moment, Xie Yan felt peaceful and peaceful in his heart.
The man quickly finished reading one book. Seeing that Xie Yan was still obediently nestled in his arms, he was extremely happy. He was about to start reading the second book, but the man in his arms said, "moisten your throat and continue."
There was silence in the hall, Xie Yan faintly felt that the man's arm was tightening, he opened his eyes suddenly, met the man's eyes that seemed to burn people, and listened to him: "Master, you still care about me."
At this point, Xie Yan was half aware of this man's mind, um, he was indeed a villain.
Xie Yan closed his eyes again and kept his mouth shut. The man didn't get angry at all. He took a glass of wine from the air and poured the cold liquid into his throat to slightly extinguish the fire in his heart. He had to restrain himself and not hurt his Master.
He read this book for a day and a night.
After all, the man has an extraordinary status, and naturally he has many affairs to deal with, so he had to leave the hall reluctantly.
As soon as he left, Wo Yan entered the hall with a tray and knelt on the ground, "Master Emperor ordered the slave to fetch the immortal fruit, and asked Daojun to eat it."
Xie Yan stepped on the soft carpet and walked in front of Wo Yan. Seeing that there are really two yellow fruits on the tray, the fragrance is attractive.
"Get up."
Wo Yan obeyed and stood up, still holding the tray with her head down.
Xie Yan took one, put it to his lips, and took a small bite. It was worthy of being an immortal fruit. It was sweet in the mouth and used to calm the mind. He was not polite and ate both immortal fruits.
Seeing this, Wu Yan seemed extremely happy, and carefully wiped her fingers and the corners of her lips for Xie Yan, Xie Yan felt that he was probably a waste.
Qin Jiuxiao, who had dealt with the affairs, asked about the situation in the hall, and the magic guard immediately replied: "Return to your honor, Lord Daojun ate two pure heart fruits today, and has been reading in the hall since then."
Qin Jiuxiao heard the words, the corners of his lips rose slightly, In the eyes of the magic guard, he was completely surprised, but after all, he was specially trained, and the surprise was buried in his heart, and his face was not revealed at all.
"Go on and buy more immortal fruits in the future." Qin Jiuxiao said, got up and hurried to the main hall, he couldn't wait to see the master.
Demon Guard: "..." Your Honor, Demon Domain buys immortal fruits wantonly, isn't this a joke for people of immortality? Ugh!
When Qin Jiuxiao entered the hall, Xie Yan was reclining on the couch, engrossed in reading the book, seemingly unaware of his arrival. A man with an androgynous appearance, dressed in a red single-clothing, with his feet as white as jade resting on the edge of the couch, drifting between the red curtains, is even more exciting.
Shizun, Shizun, Shizun... Xie Yan.
Few people know the name of Xianmen Minghua Daojun, but Qin Jiuxiao knows it very well. This is what the master told him personally, but the master doesn't like this name, because the word "hate" is enough to indicate that he is a substitute. The malice of the man he named.
But for Qin Jiuxiao, 'Shizun' and 'Xie Yan' are still different after all. Shizun is the master of many people, but Xie Yan is only his Xie Yan.
A trace of cold fragrance forcefully broke into Xie Yan's nose. He put the book on his lower abdomen and looked up at the man standing beside the couch.
"Master, do you still need me to study?" Qin Jiuxiao asked softly.
Xie Yan was silent for a few breaths, and said, "I wanted to go out of the palace to see, but your people stopped me." His eyelashes were drooping, long and dense, and his words trembled slightly, easily touching Qin Jiuxiao's heartstrings.
He stretched out his hand to remove the book on Xie Yan's stomach, leaned over and picked him up, with a smile on his lips, very handsome, "I'll take you out."
Wo Yan and the demon guards who were guarding outside the hall saw Lord Emperor Zun. To actually carry Xie Yan out of the hall in person, his heart was like a stormy sea, and the complex feelings in it were simply beyond words.
Outside the palace is a huge courtyard. The courtyard is barren and bare, which is extremely incommensurate with this extremely luxurious palace. Xie Yan has read a lot of books and has a certain understanding of this world, so he will try it out. He opened his mouth and said: "There is no scenery in the courtyard, it's a waste, how about planting some fairy herbs and elixir?"
Qin Jiuxiao heard that, thinking that the person in his arms always loved those elixir, he smiled, and naturally agreed, "I will tell People are looking for some seeds of elixir, and you can plant as many as you want." He paused and continued, "It's just that elixir grows slowly. If you want to take care of them and wait for them to mature, it will take hundreds of years at least. Without your protection, they would definitely be spoiled."
The demon guard not far away: "..." How could they spoil the elixir? Your Honor, you can't speak out of conscience!
Xie Yan didn't speak anymore, seeing Qin Jiuxiao just hanging out in the courtyard, he finally couldn't help but said, "I want to go out and have a look."
Qin Jiuxiao was waiting for him to speak, and said with a smile: "Then I Take you to a place."
The man held him tightly in his arms, and his figure disappeared in a flash. Xie Yan already knew that this was a world of cultivating immortals, where immortals and demons coexisted and became enemies to each other. The man's teleportation technique is much more advanced than what he has learned before. He has no self-protection power now, so it is better to stay here temporarily.
In the next second, Qin Jiuxiao froze, Xie Yan raised his head from his arms, and what he saw shocked him slightly.
"The sea of ignorance." He couldn't help sighing. It turned out that what was said in the book was far less amazing than what I saw with my own eyes.
The Sea of Infinity is not real sea water, but a vast expanse of fog, with various colors of light shining in the fog, and it seems that it can show different colors according to the state of mind of the intruder.
At this time, in the sea of ignorance, because of the two people's intrusion, the fog slowly moved, and the various colors that were originally evenly distributed gradually changed. Xie Yan was surprised to find that among them, the peach color was the most prevalent.
Seeing him surprised, Qin Jiuxiao let out a low laugh and whispered in his ear: "Master, is it good-looking?"
It's really pretty to be good-looking, but at first glance, you can tell it's sultry.
Qin Jiuxiao didn't know how to transform into a gorgeous ship. The big ship floated above the fog. He was graceful. He hugged Xie Yan and entered the hull. Great view.
The peach color gradually darkened, Xie Yan keenly noticed that the color of the mist quickly approached the fiery red as the man's breath became heavier. Just as he was about to struggle out of the man's arms, he was suddenly pressed into the cabin by the man, and the lust in the man's eyes was shocking.
"Untie the shackles for me." Xie Yan said suddenly, his voice was cold and unwavering, instantly extinguishing the heat in Qin Jiuxiao's heart.
Aggrieved and helpless, the man leaned his head on Xie Yan's shoulder, lowered his eyes and said, "Master wants to lie to me again, do you want to leave after the shackles are untied?"
Of course Xie Yan would not choose to leave for the time being, but he did not want to Being restrained all the time makes him quite insecure.
"I'm a disciple of Xianmen. There are countless people in the Demon Domain who want to kill me. Although they are afraid of your power and dare not do it, there are many people who will kill me if they want to kill me," Xie Yan explained calmly, "You Have you ever thought that if one day, you are caught by something, someone sneaks into the Nine Desolation Hall, and deal with a person like me who has no power to tie a chicken, wouldn't it be easy to capture?"
Qin Jiuxiao was silent for a long time, thinking seriously about what he said. It has to be said that Xie Yanzhi's words still alerted him. He always wondered why the gentle and polite master would be so angry with the first few demon servants. Now that I think about it, it must be those people who have a problem. Fortunately, the master Respect is like a mirror, otherwise, if Master is really taken... he will regret it too late.
"Master," Qin Jiuxiao tightened his arms and seemed to be making an extremely important decision, "If you lie to me again this time, I will never listen to you again."
Anxious, a key appeared out of thin air in his palm, untied the black iron shackles on Xie Yan's feet, and then sat opposite Xie Yan, staring at Xie Yan, the mist of the sea of ignorance began to roll up, and various colors took turns. It seems like those colors were going into battle, just like Qin Jiuxiao's mood at the moment.
Xie Yan sat up and tried to run the Heaven-Binding Art, but found that the majestic spiritual power in his dantian had turned spontaneously. He closed his eyes and began to practice without thinking.
Qin Jiuxiao watched him silently for a long time, and the sea of wuliang appeared again with a large piece of peach pink. His face was looming with excitement. I really hoped that the master's move was sincere, not to lower his defenses and take the opportunity to escape.
No matter how long Xie Yan practiced, Qin Jiuxiao watched him for a long time. It wasn't until Xie Yan finally got acquainted with the operation of the spiritual power in his body that he opened his eyes and saw the man's slightly uneasy gaze, and said, "Go back."
Qin Jiuxiao habitually reached out to hug him, but Xie Yan refused, "I'm ashamed of being a teacher."
The man showed a flattering smile, then retreated and held Xie Yan's hand, as if afraid that he would run away, Xie Yan did not refuse, and stepped out of the cabin with him. , fell to the ground.
I don't know what realm this body's cultivation has reached. Although it is many times stronger than his previous Dao Zun, it should not be as good as the man in front of him. Even if he wants to escape, he can't escape.
Before the soles of his feet landed, a pair of delicate white shoes suddenly appeared on the ground, which happened to be placed on his feet.
"Thank you." After he thanked him, he returned to the Nine Desolation Hall with Qin Jiuxiao who looked happy.
"Master, do you want to read books again?" Qin Jiuxiao didn't know how to please Xie Huanxin, so he could only ask behind him.
Xie Yan had just recovered his cultivation, but he had no impression of the moves that the original body had learned. He set his eyes on Qin Jiuxiao's handsome face, and said indifferently, "Do you still remember the moves that my teacher taught you before?"
Unexpectedly, As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiuxiao's face suddenly turned cold, the man's brows furrowed, his eyes gradually froze, his fists were clenched too tightly, his fingernails pierced into his palms, and strands of blood seeped out.
"Master, why are you asking this?" He stared at Xie Yan, as if thinking of something that made him extremely angry.
Xie Yan pursed his lips and frowned: "I just want to see if you have forgotten the moves I taught you."
"Master's teaching, Jiuxiao will never forget this life," Qin Jiuxiao said coldly. After saying a word, but worried that he would frighten Xie Yan, he turned around suddenly, calmed his emotions, and said lightly, "Master, I want to rest, and when the seeds of spiritual medicine are found, I will take care of the medicine garden in the courtyard."
The man left the hall, and Xie Yan stood there. Why did this man who calls himself "Jiuxiao" react so strongly when he mentioned the previous teachings? What happened to him and the original body before?
For the next two days, Xie Yan continued to read while cultivating. Qin Jiuxiao did not appear in front of him again, but Wo Yan still presented different fairy fruits every day, none of which were identical. Xie Yan couldn't help but smile in his heart. Jiuxiao's awkward personality is exactly the same as Xiaojiu's.
It's just a pity that after he regained his cultivation, he immediately activated the soul seal, but he did not sense Xiaojiu's existence in this world. Xiao Ba was not there, and Xiao Jiu was not there either. This incident revealed a kind of weirdness. Xie Yan never understood, so he planned to continue to live in Jiuhuang Palace. As for the difference between immortals and demons, it doesn't matter to him at all.
The seeds of the elixir had already been found, and Xie Yan had read the books on elixir before. After reading it once, all that knowledge was stored in his mind, as if it had long been imprinted in the depths of his consciousness.
He originally thought that he would be sluggish when planting elixir, but when it was time to plant the seeds, his body spontaneously completed the whole process. It seemed that the subconscious mind of the original body was controlling this body. This feeling not only did not make Xie Yan feel repulsive, but gave rise to a sense of closeness.
Qin Jiuxiao hid in the dark, and his eyes fell on the man in the courtyard who gently cared for the elixir. There were a few traces of jealousy and grievance in his heart. If he didn't show up, Master should be very happy, right? Master is more concerned about those elixir than himself.
"Your Highness," the loyal Demon Guard appeared behind him and reported, "Magic Ningtong is asking to see you outside the hall."
Qin Jiuxiao turned around and said, "Let her come in."
Magical Ningtong is recognized as the most beautiful magic princess in the Demon Domain. And they have always had a good relationship with Qin Jiuxiao. Everyone in the Demon Domain thought they would become partners, but after so many years, there was no movement at all.
When Ningtong entered the conference hall, she heard that the Lord of the Demon Domain was instructing the Demon Guard to prepare more top-quality clothing, mainly white coloured ones, and she couldn't help but teased, "I heard that you and that person were traveling together in the sea of flawless two days ago?"
The magic guard stepped back with a wink, Qin Jiuxiao didn't answer, and asked instead, "What are you doing here?"
"I can't come here if I have nothing to do?" Ningtong smiled, looking for a place to sit down in the hall at will, "Just listen. Saying that you are willing to take people out, I came here to congratulate you."
Qin Jiuxiao watched her nonsense quietly, Ningtong felt bored, and pouted: "Do you know that both Xianmen and Moyu are very dissatisfied with you now? Xian Rumors from the door, Daojun Minghua betrayed the devil, rumors from the devil, the master of the devil fell in love with a person of the immortal realm, I think you, along with the master of the devil, is very..."
"What did you say?" Qin Jiuxiao was expressionless. road.
Ningtong restrained her sarcastic expression and said solemnly, "Qin Jiuxiao, you don't care about your reputation, and yours doesn't care? In Xianmen, it is a serious sin to betray into the devil's way, you won't understand."
"Of course I understand." A tinge of blood suddenly appeared in Qin Jiuxiao's eyes. The sword from the master was enough to make him understand the deep hatred of Xianmen for the devil's way. He doesn't hate Shizun, but he doesn't want to let Shizun go.
How is Xianmen? What about the Demon Domain? He doesn't care at all, the only thing he cares about is whether Master has himself in his heart.
"So you have to continue?" Ningtong was rather helpless, "Have you forgotten that you were injured so badly at the beginning? You are the master of the Demon Realm, if you ever... again, you will abandon the Demon Realm for nothing."
Qin Jiuxiao, After a moment of silence, he said indifferently: "If it really reaches that situation, I will recognize it."
Ningtong was shocked, "Are you crazy? It's not enough to be hurt once? Do you really want to die forever?" She stood up suddenly, " I want to see what kind of person can make you so obsessed with no regrets!" She said, and she threw her sleeves out of the palace and went to Xie Yan's residence.
In the dormitory, Xie Yan looked at the pure white robe that Wu Yan had brought, then looked at the red robe on his body, and finally chose to change into new clothes.
Wo Yan looked at the man in white clothes and black hair in amazement, really like a fairy.
As soon as Xie Yan fastened his belt, a woman suddenly appeared outside the hall. The woman had a stunning appearance, a slim and charming figure, and was wearing a bright fiery red dress, which was very beautiful.
One person is inside the hall, one person is outside the hall, their eyes met, and Ningtong was slightly stunned.
All said that Xianmen Minghua Daojun, with a face like a fairy, is ten thousand times more beautiful than the most beautiful magic girl in the demon domain. She was still a little unconvinced, but now she sees it with her own eyes, and finally understands why Qin Jiuxiao is alone in this person, even if It was herself, and she felt good in her heart just by looking at it.
This man does possess such magic power.
She came back to her senses and stepped into the hall generously. Facing Xie Yan, who was elegantly dressed in white, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you the Daojun Minghua?"
Xie Yan collected information about the original body again. There was no ill will, so he gently replied: "Who is the girl?"
It's not as cold as the rumors say, Ningtong thought in her heart, and continued to say, "Just call me Ningtong. As for the identity, it should be related to Qin Jiuxiao."
Qin Jiuxiao.
Xie Yan silently kept it in his heart, as for what she said about "a bit of a relationship", it was not within his concern.
Ningtong saw that he was very calm and thought he didn't understand his subtext, so he deliberately showed an ambiguous smile, "Daojun knows that I have a marriage contract with Qin Jiuxiao."
Xie Yan: "..." So what? Is this a demonstration? Qin Jiuxiao is a scumbag? The original body was the third child? According to the original character, what attitude should I take?
He thought about it, but he didn't realize that the frown between his eyebrows was slightly raised, but it fell into the eyes of Ningtong and someone in the dark.
Ningtong laughed in her heart, this Daoist is not as unworldly as he seems on the surface, this should be jealous, right?
Qin Jiuxiao in the dark was both happy and distressed. He didn't want to let his master frown, he appeared in the hall in an instant, the tall figure blocked Xie Yan, his expression was condensed, and he said: "Ningtong, you are talking too much. My engagement with you has long been terminated, I have nothing to do with you."
Ningtong seemed to be hurt, as if Xizi was holding his heart, and said with a sad face: "You really want to abandon me for this person? Qin Jiuxiao, you really want to be with a person from Xianmen ?"
Qin Jiuxiao was helpless, and gestured to her with his eyes, stop acting, if they were really misunderstood, neither of them would have good fruit to eat.
After experiencing several worlds, Xie Yan naturally would not act impulsive. He observed the expressions of the two and determined that Ningtong was acting, while Qin Jiuxiao was helpless, but not really angry, which showed that the relationship between the two was really good. The reason for the play should be to see the original taste.
Xie Yan readily challenged the two's bad tastes.
His face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were indifferent, and he turned around and said softly: "Since you have a marriage contract, you must not lose anything to others, why don't you let me go..."
"Master!" Qin Jiuxiao was really in a hurry, and quickly grabbed Xie Yan's sleeve, "Listen to me, the marriage contract was not of my own accord, it was made by the person who gave birth to me, I didn't know it before, Master Zun, I have never lied to you, if I lied to you, I will definitely..."
"Shut up!" Xie Yan shouted sharply, shaking Qin Jiuxiao and Ningtong to the ground.
Qin Jiuxiao had never heard Xie Yan speak in such a tone, he must be disappointed and angry? Damn yourself! Why do you have to look at the taste of the master? Now screwed up, he really wants to die.
Ningtong: "..." She seemed to have really done something unforgivable. I didn't expect this Daoist to smell so vinegary. I just hope Qin Jiuxiao wouldn't blame her...it seems unlikely.
"Qin Jiuxiao," Xie Yan turned around abruptly, his eyes frozen, "What kind of oath did you just want to make? Are you so ignorant of your own life?"
Suddenly panicked, the words blurted out when he stopped drinking. He suddenly thought of Xiao Jiu, who did not know what circumstances Xiao Jiu was willing to sacrifice to save him from the cage. He didn't want to see anyone else give up their life for him.
Qin Jiuxiao stared blankly at the stern young man in front of him, all the grievances and sourness in his heart spewed out in an instant, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and what followed was surging joy and excitement. How long has he not heard from the master? Words of concern? Master still cares about him!
"Master!" He couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged Xie Yan into his arms tightly, as if he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his bones and blood, and never parted again.
Ningtong quietly left the palace, she should take the opportunity to return to her old nest, otherwise, when Qin Jiuxiao remembers, she will definitely be peeled off.
Qin Jiuxiao couldn't care about her for a long time. He is now full of young people in his arms. No matter how much he hugs, he can't hold enough. He is full of affection and has nowhere to put it. With a trembling voice, he said in Xie Yan's ear: "Master, you are still willing to be with me, right? You still like me, right?"
He asked line by line, regardless of whether Xie Yan answered or not, he just wanted to ask the question that had been simmering in his heart.
The man's incoherent expression of excitement caused ripples in Xie Yan's heart, and the cold fragrance on Qin Jiuxiao's body completely wrapped him. Indistinguishable from this fragrance.
Qin Jiuxiao.
He read this name in his mind again, could he be Xiaojiu? Otherwise, why would he feel the piercing pain when he said that name?
"Master..." Qin Jiuxiao called over and over again in his ear, his hot breath gushing out in his ears, his soft lips would touch Xie Yan's earlobe, and the arms holding Xie Yan tightened even more.
If they were in the sea of ignorance at this moment, they would definitely be surrounded by fiery red mist.
The man's strong affection slammed into Xie Yan's heart again and again, and it seemed that the next second would make his heart collapse. He clearly felt Qin Jiuxiao's feelings. Such feelings are no less shallow than Xiaojiu's towards him. , even more profoundly.
"Call my name." He said suddenly.
The man stopped abruptly, left him a little, looked at him in disbelief, opened and closed his lips, and called after a long time, "Xie Yan."
Xie Yan heard his pronunciation clearly. Although he didn't know the exact word, he was certain. The world must also be about tasks.
"Didn't Master always dislike this name?" Qin Jiuxiao asked cautiously.
do not like? Xie Yan remained calm, "Remember, how did the teacher say it?"
Qin Jiuxiao thought that Xie Yan was going to say something important to him, so he opened his mouth and replied, "Master said that he named you 'Yan'. People with words must have great malice, hate, disgust, boredom, etc. Anything related to 'hate' is all evil words."
It turns out that this body is actually called "Xie Yan"? Same name as him? Coincidence or inevitable?
Xie Yan lowered his eyes and thought, Qin Jiuxiao thought he was unhappy because he was thinking about this, so he hugged him back in his arms, and said softly: "If Master doesn't like this name, I will not call it."
In this world, there is no Xiaoba, no original plot, no use of the soul seal, and no definite mission, so Xie Yan has to think more.
"Qin Jiuxiao," Xie Yan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the man seriously. He was about to take a gamble, "Why are you so angry when I mentioned teaching you?" He was gambling, how much Qin Jiuxiao's feelings were. Shen, will Qin Jiuxiao answer no matter how difficult it is to speak.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiuxiao stiffened and slowly let him go. The man's eyes were sore, his head was lowered, and he was struggling to decide whether to say it or not. He didn't know why Xie Yan asked such a question, the mark pierced by the sword remained on his back, and every time he thought about it, it was as if a flame would burn him out, and the pain was unstoppable.
After a long time, he raised his eyes to meet Xie Yan's firm and calm gaze, and finally heaved a long sigh and put his slender hand on the belt, "Master, you are really cruel, but it's only been a hundred years, and you have already forgotten it."
Xie Yanzheng, He wondered why he started to take off his clothes as he spoke, when he saw the topless man turn around, and a brightly colored imprint suddenly fell into his eyes, Xie Yan's mind pounded, staring at the imprint for a long time, his heart Suddenly a dull pain started, he trembled softly and asked, "What did I forget?"
Qin Jiuxiao put on his clothes again, turned his back to him, and his voice was inaudible.
"You stabbed my heart with your sword from behind."
Everyone knows that Minghua Daojun's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and the sword named "Liuhuo" comes from the hands of top refining masters. The sword is fused with the spirit of fire, being injured by the flowing fire, it will suffer the pain of burning fire, and the scar will also take the shape of a flame.
Of course, there are a lot of elixir in Immortal Sect. If they are injured by the flowing fire, they can be resolved by taking the medicine pill, and they will not leave a mark. Qin Jiuxiao is the only one who has always kept such a mark.
"Master also said that this is the last trick for the teacher to teach you, can it be considered subtle?"
Xie Yan's eyes suddenly became covered with a layer of mist, as if someone had hit his heart with a huge hammer, and the pain was pierced. marrow.
Qin Jiuxiao turned around, "Master, did you really forget?"
His throat seemed to be tightly grasped, so sour that he couldn't speak at all. Xie Yan stared blankly at the man's eyes stained with pain, a tear suddenly slipped from his eyes and fell into the soft carpet.
Qin Jiuxiao's heart suddenly twitched, Shizun... actually cried?
"Master, don't cry," he reached out and stroked Xie Yan's cheek, "I don't blame you. It's my fault, the immortals and demons are opposed to each other, you just do what you should do."
"No." Xie Yan tried her best to Spit out a word, decisively.
"If I love you, no matter what status you are, I will never give up, let alone kill you?" Xie Yan spoke slowly and met Qin Jiuxiao's suddenly shocked gaze, "Qin Jiuxiao, it must not have killed you. Me."
Qin Jiuxiao took a step back, and the picture of that day suddenly appeared in his mind. He was too sad and desperate before, and he didn't want to recall the scene at that time.
If you think about it carefully, the master that day seems to be different than usual.