Qin Zichen didn't speak, he slowly walked towards her.

Every step he took was extraordinarily difficult, his whole body was trembling, Qin Shuwen frowned tightly, and the little Phoenix next to him screamed desperately, Qin Shuwen turned his head and said gently: "Xiaofeng, everyone will love a person regardless of everything. We can't stop him."

Little Phoenix was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and flew back to Qin Shuwen.

Su Qingyi watched Qin Zichen walk towards her step by step so difficult, yet so firm, she clenched her sword, trembling all over, bit her lower lip tightly, tears filling her eyes.

When he came to her, Qin Zichen couldn't hold it anymore, and threw it forward suddenly. Su Qingyi hurriedly hugged him and exclaimed, "Zichen!"

Qin Zichen reached out and hugged her on the spot, hugged her in his arms, and said hoarsely: "Where can I go back when you are here?"

Surrounded by the sound of fighting, is the noise of people.

A moment ago, she felt that there was no place for her in this world. The next second, when this person took her into his arms and pressed his warm chest against her forehead to isolate her from all the noise, she felt that she still had a safe haven in this world.

"Qingyi," he closed his eyes and said with difficulty, "I'm not the next Song Song. I have my sword in my hand, so I should pull it out for you. I cultivate the way of protection, if even you can't protect it, What am I doing in Taoism? What am I holding a sword for?"

"You never gave up on me when I had nothing, why do you want me to give up on you now?"

"But..." Su Qingyi's tears fell, she clenched her sleeves tightly, and said with difficulty, "I will kill you."

"Zichen," she raised her head, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and sobbed, "I hope you are well. I am willing to accompany you to die, but I can't drag you to die."

"However," Qin Zichen smiled bitterly, "I am also willing to accompany you to death."

"Qingyi," he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, with tears in his eyes, and said gently: "What I regret the most... is that when you were in a desperate situation, I was not there. Now that I am here, how can it be? Abandon you and leave?"

Su Qingyi didn't speak, only tears fell. He looked at her quietly, and said in a low voice, "You tell me, are you sincere when you let me go?"

Su Qingyi didn't answer, she trembled and bit her lower lip. Qin Zichen couldn't help laughing. He pressed his forehead against hers and said gently, "Qingyi, don't worry, I will return to the Heavenly Sword Sect. But it's not because I want to give up on you."

"Things haven't come to a dead end yet, my junior brothers, I know better than anyone else. Heavenly Sword Sect will not give up on you, I will bring the entire Heavenly Sword Sect to save you."

"Don't be afraid," he held her in his arms: "This time, with me here, don't be afraid of anything."

"Zichen..." Su Qingyi trembled, but Qin Zichen patted her on the back, looked up at Xie Hantan, and said gently on his face, "Qingyi recently, I will ask Sect Leader Xie."

Xie Hantan didn't speak, he lowered his eyes.

"nature."

As he said that, he bent down and helped Su Qingyi, who was crying too much.

He had never seen Su Qingyi like this, like a child who had seen her parents, although she cried bitterly, it was not because of pain, not because of despair, but because of grievances as if she was expecting the other party to help her.

So many years, whether she is Su Qingyi or Ran Yan, in front of him, she is like a mountain, a pine and cypress, she is strong and tenacious, one person is enough to withstand the wind and rain in this world. Even if you cry bitterly, even if you cry out, it is an expression of a person's painful emotions.

She never expected him, never expected him.

Thinking of Su Qingyi looking at Qin Zichen's eyes that implied dependence, he couldn't help but feel some dull pain in his heart.

He opened the Shudi Lingbao and walked into the door with Su Qingyi, but when he stepped into the door, he suddenly couldn't help but turn his head.

Qin Shuwen was supporting Qin Zichen to stand up, Xie Hantan looked at him quietly, and asked hesitantly, "If you were me back then, what would you do?"

Qin Zichen was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized that he was asking about that year.

If he were him, in the face of a lover who was being chased and killed by the right way, would he choose to forbear the plot, or choose to work hard to save His Majesty is a transmigrator.

Qin Zichen couldn't help laughing, his eyes fell on Su Qingyi's back, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"She is actually a very ordinary person. For such a long ten years, no one supports her. It's really too hard, too hard."

"If I were you," Qin Zichen said with a wry smile, "how can I let such a little girl wander like this?"

The wind and rain should be blocked by him, and the thorns should be cut by him.

The little girl in his heart, if he can, how can he bear to let her experience the vicissitudes of this world?

What is forbearance, what is slowly plotting, the sword is in his hand, he should draw the sword and protect her.

Xie Hantan nodded, did not speak, turned and walked into the door.

Seeing Su Qingyi leave, Hua Xiangrong saw that the situation was not good, she gritted her teeth and called out "withdraw", and took the Hehuan Palace to withdraw. As soon as the Hehuan Palace, which was the main force, was withdrawn, the various factions and sects did not have any more ideas to come forward, and the two sides stopped fighting in a short time.

Everyone came and went faster, and soon there were only Confucian people left on the holy mountain. Qin Shuwen and Xuanhua meditated while guarding Qin Zichen, and after spending a whole day helping him adjust the spiritual energy in his body, Qin Zichen finally resumed his action.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he got up and walked down the holy mountain. Qin Shuwen grabbed him and said dissatisfiedly, "Where are you going?"

"Tianjianzong."

"Follow me back to the Confucian Sect!" Qin Shuwen frowned: "Tianjianzong must be in chaos now, you..."

"Who are you?" Qin Zichen glanced over lightly. Qin Shuwen was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he was angrily laughed, and the folding fan in his hand instantly swiped towards Qin Zichen's face, Qin Zichen's body moved slightly, and he easily flashed past Qin Shuwen's fan. Qin Shuwen's eyes sank, and he turned the fan in his hand to attack Qin Zichen faster. Qin Zichen was originally a sword cultivator, and his physique was much better than Qin Shuwen's method. Compared with his hands and feet, Qin Zichen made him unable to win with one hand.

Qin Shuwen quickly discovered this. The moment he stabbed a folding fan towards Qin Zichen, he chanted a series of incantations in his mouth. Qin Zichen's expression changed, and he was about to draw his sword when the phoenix next to him suddenly spewed fire!

Qin Zichen ducked to the side, and the fan instantly slapped him in the face, pulling him to the side and staggering a step. Seeing Qin Zichen fall to the ground, Qin Shuwen sneered, then put away the fan in his hand, stood in front of Qin Zichen and said, "I am your father!"

Qin Zichen raised his eyes, no surprise, and said lightly, "Oh."

Seeing Qin Zichen's expressionless face, Qin Shuwen's anger instantly came up, he raised his fan and tried to beat him again, Xuan Hua hurriedly stopped him and hurriedly said: "Go back now, so many things are busy, this is not the time to beat his son. "

"Get away from me." Qin Shuwen didn't like seeing Xuanhua very much, he glanced coldly, pointed to the side with his fan and said, "Get away from my daughter-in-law and son."

Hearing this, Xuan Hua was a little helpless, Qin Zichen stood up by himself, and said respectfully with Xuanhua: "Old Ancestor, let's go back to the Heavenly Sword Sect first."

"What are you going to do! The Confucian Sect is your home, you are running to the Tianjianzong!"

Qin Shuwen felt that his thousands of years of cultivation were thrown away when he saw Qin Zichen. After working so hard to raise a son, why do you have to run to Xuanhua's house every minute?

In the past, my daughter-in-law had a crush on Xuanhua, forget it, and my son still had Xuanhua's Yuan Dan and Long Maru in his body, so he ran all the way to save people, but he didn't get a "father", but listened to the other party's return sword one by one. The city of dreams in my world.

Is he about to explode?

Qin Feng, who clearly felt Qin Shuwen's emotions, hurriedly flew beside him, desperately trying to appease him.

Seeing his well-behaved daughter-in-law, Qin Shuwen finally calmed down a lot. He turned his head and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing in such a hurry to go back?"

"Junior Brother Song, as the head of the sect, will not give such orders lightly. For such a big matter, he must first discuss it with me or Xuan Hua's ancestors."

"So you think that Heavenly Sword Sect is now under the control of someone?"

Qin Shuwen frowned, Qin Zichen's eyes were cold, he nodded and said, "The person who just spoke is the second junior brother Fuchen."

- He has always been in a bad mood.

Qin Zichen didn't say these words, but when he mentioned the name, Xuanhua immediately came to a conclusion. He pondered for a moment and made a decision: "Let's go down the mountain to find your master first, and when he is healed, let's sneak back to see the situation. Tianjianzong is now without me, a total of five Mahayana period, seven integration period, eleven In the out-of-body stage, even if they all defected, the two of us sneaked away in the robbery stage, and we wouldn’t all end up there…”

"It's not enough to fold it there," Qin Shuwen sneered: "It's okay to use a half-dead voice transmission to collect the corpse for me. I'd better reluctantly and accompany you for a trip."

"No need." Qin Zichen said softly, "We can."

Qin Shuwen: "..."

"No," Xuan Hua said quickly, "Sect Master Qin, we still need your help."

"Humph." Qin Shuwen snorted coldly: "You guys go to hell!"

With that said, Qin Shuwen turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he saw that there was no movement behind him. Xiao Fenghuang was desperately pulling his cloak. He glanced at Qin Zichen and pulled his cloak: "Phoenix, let's go, we don't want this son, wait for you to take a human form, and we'll be reborn again. !"

"It's not easy? What's not easy? Isn't it because you have to be pregnant for decades, or because most of your cultivation base is abolished after birth, and hides him to cover up the aura of the Protoss? Isn't it difficult to get the head of the family? Location, are you going to drag the sect to save him soon? Can there be a more worry-free son in this world? Xiaofeng, our next son will definitely be cuter! Stop dragging, let's go!"

Qin Shuwen said, Qin Zichen brushed his sleeves, turned around and walked down the mountain calmly. Qin Shuwen was not angry, and said angrily: "Go! Let him go! I don't see how good he is to keep his daughter-in-law from several sects without my help?!"

Hearing this, Qin Zichen stopped. Qin Shuwen hummed and looked at Qin Zichen's back, and continued: "How big is the bragging just now, don't be afraid of me. Ahhh! I..."

"Let's go." Qin Zichen said decisively, interrupted Qin Shuwen's nagging, and said lightly, "Father."

Hearing this, Qin Shuwen instantly smiled and said with a smile: "Alas!"

Then he waved his hands with the Confucian disciples behind him and said, "You guys go back first, I'll go to Tianjian Sect."

After he finished speaking, he quickly chased after him, turned his fan and rushed in front of Qin Zichen, stuck his head out and said with a smile: "Son, call me again, I will give you whatever you want!"

Qin Zichen: "..."

This must be a fake Qin Shuwen and the Three Kingdoms of the Three Kingdoms.

How did Confucianism make such a person become the head?

Qin Zichen and the three hurried to the inn at the foot of the mountain. As soon as they entered, they saw Yun Xuzi struggling to drink medicine.

"What are you doing when you get up?" Qin Zichen frowned, went up to support him, Yun Xuzi smiled: "I heard that Ran Yan has appeared in the world, and it's just the time for you to go to the holy mountain, I'm afraid something will happen It's a mess, I just want to hurry up and take a look."

Saying that, Yun Xuzi glanced around and frowned: "Where's that girl Qingyi?"

"Let's go with Xie Hantan," Qin Zichen stroked Yun Xuzi to lie down, Yun Xuzi glanced at his apprentice faintly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Zichen, you can't do it."

"She is Ran Yan."

"What?!" As soon as the voice fell, Yun Xuzi jumped up from the bed and said in surprise; "What did you say?!"

"She is Ran Yan."

"She is taking home?!" Yun Xuzi's face changed instantly. Qin Zichen said indifferently: "No, it is only after one's death."

"Is this okay?" Yun Xuzi frowned, Qin Zichen raised his eyes, and supported him and said, "Do you think Qingyi is someone who can take home?"

"Also..." Yun Xuzi nodded, then turned his eyes to the man at the door who was turning his head and turning his fan to make fun of birds, pointed at him and said, "Who is that man playing with birds?"

"Playing with birds?" Qin Shuwen turned his head and smiled. As soon as the words fell, Qin Feng spurted out fire instantly, burning Yun Xuzi's head a lot.

Yun Xuzi stared blankly at the apple-sized bird in front of him. For a long time, he finally reacted: "Phoenix...Phoenix?"

"Yeah." Qin Zichen brought him the medicine and said indifferently, "This is my mother and father."

Hearing this, Yun Xuzi stammered: "Confucianism...the Confucian Sect Venerable...and...Feng...Phoenix..."

"It's the head." Xuan Hua quickly corrected Yun Xuzi: "Shuwen is now the head of Confucianism."

"Master..." Yun Xuzi fainted instantly when he heard this. Qin Shuwen was stunned, and said a little embarrassedly: "That... I didn't do it."

"I know." Qin Zichen glanced at him leisurely: "He is an admirer of Confucianism."

"In this way," Qin Shuwen smiled and turned the fan: "When he wakes up, I can write an inscription for him as a gift to thank him for taking care of you for so many years."

Qin Zichen: "..."

This is definitely not his father!

After taking care of Yun Xuzi to sleep, Qin Shuwen took out many good medicines for recuperation. From his hands, they were all rare and high-grade. If he kept it like this, within three days, Yun Xuzi's injury would be almost healed.

Everyone was also tired for a day, and after they were settled, they went back to their rooms. After Qin Zichen arrived in the room, he lay on the bed, thought for a moment, then took out the sound transmission and said in a low voice, "Qingyi."

"Zichen?" Su Qingyi's voice came from the opposite side. Although still a little weak, it is obviously much better.

Qin Zichen was silent for a moment, then Su Qingyi said happily, "Where are you?"

"In the inn, take care of Master Scarecrow." Qin Zichen rolled over and whispered, "I miss you."

Su Qingyi smiled lowly on the opposite side: "If you miss me, come find me."

"It's almost time." Qin Zichen lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I'll wait for Master to be done, and I'll come to see you after finishing the work at the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Yeah." Su Qingyi said seriously, "I'll wait for you."

Qin Zichen didn't speak, Su Qingyi knew that he had always been a reticent character, so he started talking about his own side.

Xingyunmen is now all Xie Hantan's puppets, all under the control of Xie Hantan. After she was brought back to Xingyun Gate by Xie Hantan, she fell asleep for a long time and just woke up today. Xie Hantan seemed to have gone out to run errands and never came back.

"Actually, I'm worried." Su Qingyi lay on the bed and frowned, "Xie Hantan doesn't look like a good person. Then I'm studying the formation... If he really wants to destroy the world, what should I do?"

"I won't help him, I'm afraid the whole world of comprehension will kill me. I will help him, but if his intention is to destroy the whole world of comprehension, am I helping the tyrants?"

"But he really should get justice for himself..."

Su Qingyi thought about Xie Hantan and the white dragon behind him, and said blankly, "What should I do?"

"What do you want to do?" Qin Zichen lay on the bed, put one hand under his head, put the sound transmission beside him, imagined that person was next to him, and muttered.

She must be wearing a nightgown at the moment, it should be light-colored, with dark lines that can only be seen under the light, and it is simply tied with a belt.

She should have taken a bath, her body should have a light floral fragrance, and her hair should be loose and docile on her slender, undulating back.

She should be smiling, lying on the bed like a cat, swinging her legs back. The slender ankles are under the light, which will make people have the urge to take a measure with their hands.

It's time to give her a bell, red, around her slender ankle, and the bell will ring with it when she moves.

My mind wandered involuntarily, thinking about everything.

He couldn't help but smile slightly, his voice hoarse.

"Qingyi."

"Ok?"

He slowly closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I really miss you."

His voice was stained with **, Su Qingyi heard it, and couldn't help but froze for a while. After a while, she reacted, smashed the uploading note with a pillow, and said angrily, "Qin Zichen, you are not serious!"

Qin Zichen laughed softly, came down, and said gently, "Yes, I'm not serious."

"I refuse to talk to Qin Zichen, who is not serious!" Su Qingyi's ears were hot, and she hurriedly said, "Hang up."

After speaking, he unilaterally cut off the sound transmission. Qin Zichen was stunned for a while, and then she realized that she took this as a phone call...

After a while, Qin Zichen suddenly felt that the room was brightly lit, and a line of golden characters was measured.

"It feels like we're in a long-distance relationship."

After reading it, this line of golden characters turned into a piece of paper and fell down. On it was the line of characters written with a brush. Qin Zichen thought about it, got up and took the brush, and continued to write on it: "It was originally."

Su Qingyi was bored on the bed holding the sound transmission. The words suddenly lit up in front of the bed, and the words turned into a piece of paper and fell down. She hurriedly took out the pen and continued to write.

This kind of behavior similar to sending text messages made Su Qingyi much less embarrassed. She felt happy, sweet and warm, and all the unhappiness seemed to have disappeared recently. At this moment, I don't know why, but at this moment, I feel calm.

It's not a matter of life or death, so what's there to be afraid of?

She had lived so many more years, what was there to be unwilling to do?

Moreover, in this life, there is that man named Qin Zichen, who is so warm and so good. Talking to him at this moment, she is not afraid at all, not afraid at all.

While writing the message on the note, Su Qingyi turned on the sound transmission, chatting with him about the business with the sound transmission, and wrote those inner emotions that could not be expressed on the note.

"You said that if you rectify Tianjianzong, do I want to go back?"

"Well." Qin Zichen's voice was muffled. The golden letters lit up instantly - stay with Xie Hantan?

For the first time Qin Zichen expressed his jealousy so clearly, Su Qingyi couldn't help laughing and rolled in a circle, clearing her throat and saying, "No, I'm just asking. And Hantan, being alone for so long is really annoying. What a pity. Without the master, he is a child."

"He's been reincarnated in the seventeenth life." Qin Zichen interrupted her: "I'm older than you and me combined."

Su Qingyi listened with a sullen smile, and continued to write stroke by stroke on the paper—I just like to see you jealous.

Qin Zichen: "..."

Su Qingyi simply laughed out loud, and at this moment, Xie Hantan's voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, can I come in?"

"I'm not talking, keep the call."

The golden letters appeared instantly in the air. Su Qingyi was a little speechless, so she could only push the luminous sound transmission inside. After finishing her clothes, she sat up and said, "Come in."

Xie Hantan pushed open the door and came in. Seeing Su Qingyi wearing a single shirt, she couldn't help frowning. She walked to the closet next to her, took the clothes, and put it on her before Su Qingyi could react: "Master, you are still hurt. If you want to wear more clothes, don’t waste your spiritual power doing this kind of thing.”

"I'm fine..." Su Qingyi felt a little embarrassed. Xie Hantan stood in front of her, frowning at her. Su Qingyi coughed, pointed to the chair next to her and said, "Well, if you have something to do, just sit down. I'm under a lot of pressure from standing like this."

Xie Hantan nodded and sat down without making a sound. Su Qingyi looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "Did you come here to ask me to ask the guilt?"

"Do you want to ask?" Xie Hantan raised his head, his brows were still, and he said slowly, "Do you think I did something wrong?"

Su Qingyi didn't say anything. After a long time, she finally said, "Before I judge whether you are right or wrong, I only have one question—"

"What do you do with those formations?"