This reaction was somewhat different from what Yan Zhengming expected to be "guilty and short of breath". He was stunned for a while, then shelved the guilt he had prepared for the time being, and walked to the side of the room at a loss: "Is there anything wrong?"

Cheng Qian didn't say a word, reached out and patted his side, motioned him to sit down, then closed his eyes, grabbed Yan Zhengming's hand and put it on his chest.

Cheng Qian was cold and seldom able to get along with anyone. Tang Zhen was the closest outsider to him. Because there are few people in his heart, the feelings that are evenly distributed to everyone are extraordinarily pure, and it is the first time he has tasted the feeling of being betrayed.

Yan Zhengming's hand is much warmer than his, more alive, more like a living person.

Cheng Qian took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Shang Wannian is at the end of his life, and his primordial spirit is reincarnated. I think he is very happy, and no one hurts him."

Someone has already reported this matter, Yan Zhengming already knew about it, and he said in surprise, "How do you know?"

"I saw him." Cheng Qian said briefly, "He wanted to give me an inheritance, but it happened that my soul was damaged, and I couldn't bear it for a while... It's not the bullshit backlash that the man said just now, except for the use of forbidden techniques. An idiot who has raised his cultivation base, who will be attacked by his own primordial spirit?"

Yan Zhengming: "..."

He suddenly pulled his hand out: "Do you want to rebel?"

"Don't make trouble." Cheng Qian whispered, "Senior brother, I feel uncomfortable."

Yan Zhengming was stunned when he heard this. He had seen Cheng Qian who was covered in injuries in a fight, he had seen Cheng Qian who choked on a few words, and he had seen Cheng Qian who tolerated himself patiently, but he did not. I have seen Cheng Qian frowning like this and whispering, "I feel bad in my heart".

In his impression, Cheng Qian seemed to have a heart of stone, nothing in the world could shake him, nothing could make him bow his head.

This accidental disclosure of vulnerability made Yan Zhengming suddenly feel a strange excitement in his heart. He bent down and brushed away a few strands of hair on the side of Cheng Qian's face. A kiss between the raised eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Qian didn't say a word, looked at his face so close at hand, and thought wearily: "Will he also betray me one day?"

Yan Zhengming's heart was itchy when he saw it, and he was worried about his body, so he didn't dare to touch it, so he could only calmly calm down: "What are you looking at?"

Cheng Qian looked at him for a moment, suddenly smiled relieved, and said in his heart: "What are you thinking about? I will give him what he wants, and if he wants my life, I will give it to him... There is no betrayal. betrayed."

Yan Zhengming didn't have a see-through eye, and didn't see the unspoken oath in his heart, he moistened his lips, with blatant covetousness on his face, and his mouth was still stinking and shameless and reserved: "Since your heart is also It's uncomfortable, and it's also uncomfortable on your body, just get a good night's sleep today, I... um, I can push other things off first and just stay with you."

Cheng Qian: "..."

The Sect Master is sometimes a rare species.

Cheng Qian swept away his tenderness and said, "Oh, it's so annoying."

He raised his hand and pushed Yan Zhengming's face away, and said indifferently, "I don't have to work for you. I have something to go out for, so you can go to sleep slowly."

Yan Zhengming: "Wait, you just woke up..."

Cheng Qian dodged and was no longer in the room.

Yan Zhengming: "..."

He couldn't clean up the owner of Qing'an Residence, so he decided to clean up the bamboo forest of Qing'an Residence.

Cheng Qian went straight to Tang Zhen's guest room, but found that Tang Zhen had left at some point, leaving only a small box with a note next to it: "It's useless to stay, leave for now, what's in the box is I haven't had the chance to give you the soul thread, but I'm afraid I won't be able to use it right now."

The soul-pulling silk can draw out Han Yuan's soul for a short time, allowing them to take the opportunity to kill the evil-doing demon without having to cast the mouse.

The words in the blood oath are "Demon Dragon". If they really killed the inner demon, is it true that Han Yuan can put the blame on the inner demon, and he doesn't have to travel to the southern border, and he doesn't have to be punished for five hundred years? ?

Cheng Qian tightened his fingers on the note, and then sighed, if he had no doubts in his heart, he might have taken this thing to Yan Zhengming in ecstasy at this time.

Now he is suspicious, Tang Zhen didn't take it early, and he didn't take it late, why did he just take out the soul thread now?

He didn't want Han Yuan to go to the southern border. Was it out of good intentions, or was he just hoping the water would be more muddy?

And... why did Tang Zhen leave in such a hurry?

Cheng Qian suddenly raised his head with feeling, and saw Han Yuan's conspicuous Panlong robe flying up and down the low wall outside the house.

Han Yuan explained lightly: "Shang Wannian's nosy old man died. They didn't have time to take care of me for a while. I'll come out and go around by myself - what's in your hand?"

Cheng Qian paused and told the truth.

When Han Yuan heard this, he sat on the top of the wall indifferently, and laughed quite self-deprecatingly: "Throw it away, it's useless, how come the big brother's nonsense comes? It's not that he doesn't know what inner demons are... There is no such thing as one body and two souls, and it is not a homeless one."

Cheng Qian: "Yo, have you become a 'big brother'? Not the 'master of your clan'?"

Han Yuan was blocked by him.

Cheng Qian added: "He just wants to find a way out for you. If they really want to kill you, at least there is a 'one body and two souls' that can be used as an excuse."

Han Yuan put his arms on the low wall behind him and looked up at the vast night sky on Fuyao Mountain. After a while, he said, "No need, little brother, I found that people can't make excuses for themselves."

Cheng Qian leaned against the courtyard wall of the guest room, and also imitated his movements and raised his head. The two of them sat and stood on the same side, with the same night sky above their heads, as if they had not been so close to each other for a long time.

"The three of you went to the Qun Yaogu to save me. The second senior brother admitted to his face that he had fooled me. I thought the second senior brother looked like a little white face. I didn't expect that he could be considered a man." Han Yuan stretched his legs and sat down. , If it weren't for the majestic Panlong robe on his body, he seemed vaguely still a rogue little beggar.

"Later I found out that he was just really smart." Han Yuan said, and then he changed his voice and asked, "I was hit by a painting soul at that time and killed you by mistake, little brother, if we two live in different places ,What would you do?"

Cheng Qian didn't say a word, he didn't feel like he was there, everyone just stood and talked without back pain.

Han Yuan said to himself: "You will definitely not jump into the sea with the madness of the painting soul. Once you break free of the painting soul, you will definitely return to the master's door to apologize. The brothers blame you or not, they all say Forget it, you won't hide."

Cheng Qian smiled bitterly and said, "A bag of pine nut candies, did you pay me to look up to me for so many years?"

Han Yuan laughed in a low voice, and with a smile, the smile lines on the corners of his eyes disappeared quietly. His face was clearly young, but his eyes suddenly became vicissitudes.

Han Yuan: "Actually, I'm not afraid of what the brothers will do to me. I know they won't do anything to me. But I can't bear the guilt, little brother, day and night, it's so torturous, I can only It turned into hostility and hatred."

Cheng Qian: "You know we won't blame you."

Han Yuan: "Pretend not to know, but actually know."

The more you know, the deeper the guilt.

No one blames him, he blames himself more and more.

Han Yuan: "You can escape for a while, but you can't escape forever. I understand the truth now... But it's not too late, you can still show me Fuyao Mountain."

The two were silent for a long time.

Cheng Qian suddenly raised a hand. Seeing Han Yuan sitting on the low wall, he bent down slightly and patted his palm.

With a crisp sound, all the betrayal and entanglement, and the several confrontations, all vanished in a flash.

Cheng Qian: "Okay, if you are a senior brother and scare people casually, why don't you go to the little junior sister to apologize?"

"Tomorrow," Han Yuan said a little embarrassedly, "it's too late today, such a big girl, it's not easy to find her in the middle of the night... Well, it's not like watching her grow up, I really can't get used to it."

Cheng Qian was deeply touched by this aspect. Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, a fire in the yard in the distance exploded like fireworks. Tong He's figure flashed and landed on a big tree. A sharp voice shouted: "Who are you!"

Cheng Qian's face changed, and the frost blade touched the low wall lightly. The next moment, the person was no longer there, and Han Yuan followed Fei and chased after him.

I saw a man in the yard of the puddle with a pale face, who couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Han Yuan came out of the black fog, folded his hands on his chest, frowned at the man and said, "Demon cultivator?"

When the man saw Han Yuan, he shrank back a few steps, and the retreat was blocked again.

Cheng Qian said: "Today is neither the first day nor the fifteenth day of the first day of the new year. You don't stay in the Demon Valley of the Back Mountains and come to Fuyao Mountain. Are you impatient?"

The two were one after the other, blocking the demon cultivator with nowhere to hide. He suddenly let out a squeak of fear, and suddenly turned into a big bird, going straight up and down to the sky.

Han Yuan stood in the air, a dragon shadow flashed past behind him, and the demonic energy of the bīs fell in the air, suppressing the big bird alive, Han Yuan flicked his sleeves, and the gossip seal of the blood oath flashed on the back of his hand. "Tsk", and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't let me kill."

The big demon fell to the ground and fell into human form, and before he had time to escape, a sword had already been pressed against his neck.

The frost on the sword made the demon Xiu's neck turn blue and white.

Cheng Qian held the sword in one hand and pressed him to the ground indifferently: "If I were you, I wouldn't think about running."

Yao Xiu had a look of pain on his face. He didn't seem to be able to speak human words. He knelt on his knees, looked up at the puddle in pain, and said in a weird tone: "You are the queen... of..."