Ji Qing was stunned, her godless dark green eyes were facing Cheng Yu, her divine sense was carefully locked, she wanted to know Cheng Yu's expression at this time, even if she only saw a slight mockery or a flat expression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, she can't see anything now, she can only imagine Cheng Yu's color in her memory, and in reality, facing the man with black and white color and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she may not have the opportunity to see those smart and mocking eyes again in this life.

"I like it, I like it."

Ji Qing's voice was very light and light, like clouds and mist, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show warmth.

"Thank you."

Her voice reached Cheng Yu's ears, and Cheng Yu's ears were a little numb.

Naturally, he plucked out his ears, Cheng Yu smiled, with an eternal mockery, he said: "If you like it, eat it quickly, what are you talking about!" ”

Ji Qing nodded, her expression returned to her usual coldness, if it was her before, her eyes should be shallow and warm at this time.

The osmanthus cake is still delicious, with a moderate sweetness, hiding the meaning of the mother's love for her daughter. At the entrance, I buried deep in my heart with warmth. Ji Qing's expression was blank for a moment.

"Is my mother okay?" Ji Qing asked, his expression hidden under the green silk.

Cheng Yu drank water and said, "Auntie's face is good, and her voice is also energetic. ”

"Cheng Yu, if you need help in the future, just find it, I will definitely die," Ji Qing looked resolute: "Even if you do something heinous in the future, I will spare your life." ”

Cheng Yu smiled, helpless in his eyes, sparing his life was not sparing the second life.

Ji Qing asked again, "How did you know that I was injured in Sanshu Town?" ”

At this time, only the Sword Sect and the Buddhist cultivators of Tiandong Temple knew, and there should be no other monks who knew, which was very strange. Ji Qing frowned and looked at Cheng Yu.

"I have my own way, and I can't talk to you about it." Cheng Yu's eyes narrowed, hiding a trace of cunning.

Ji Qing laughed in a low voice, the corners of his eyes slanted slightly: "So get out early." ”

"Are you turning your face and denying people or unloading the mill and killing the donkey."

Ji Qing didn't answer him, just stared at her with godless dark green eyes, his eyes were raised, and the corners of his mouth were upturned. If it is usually a kind and mocking appearance, now it is a gentle smile. For some reason, Cheng Yu's heart ached, and he couldn't say it.

His voice was a little muffled, as if his throat was choked by something, and he said, "I'll go, you protect yourself." ”

After speaking, Cheng Yu got up and left in a bit of a panic.

I feel bored in my heart, but I don't want to stay for a moment.

"Wait."

A cold voice came from behind him, slightly indistinct.

"You are my first friend, if something happens, come to me, and die for your friend."

If it is said that after the bitter abyss, Cheng Yu is barely a friend of last Ji Qing. Now, Cheng Yu is a friend she really makes friends with and is willing to give up her life. A friend who remembers her heart deeply because of her words, a friend who comforts her when she is at a loss.

Sometimes friendships are complicated, and sometimes they're simple. A pot of turbid wine, a fight can become a friend, a plate of pastries, a life and death can also become a friend. Like love, if you look at it right, whether it is Wang Ba or Mung Bean, it is a lifetime, a couple.

Cheng Yu smiled lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were flying, his steps did not stop, and his voice was a little distant and illusory: "Your cultivation is not enough to deliver food." ”

The black corners of the clothes are like the brown and black clothes in the Great Hall of the Abyss, and they pass away. Ji Qing is most familiar with Cheng Yu's back and a plausible corner of clothes that left without hesitation. Can't catch up, don't want to chase. Cheng Yu doesn't need to be fettered, this is the clearest point in Ji Qing's heart. Just like her, she doesn't want to have any other fetters except her mother.

Ji Qing's heart is very small, he only pretends to be an immortal and his mother, and after a hundred years, he will only become an immortal. No, maybe add a tiger love.

The anger in my heart is hard to extinguish for a hundred years. The heart of becoming an immortal will not be extinguished for ten thousand years.

The sky was slightly bright, and Ji Qing, who had been sitting all night, finally opened her eyes, her figure was blurred, her sword intent erupted, and she was already at the sixth level of qi training.

Exhaled, Ji Qing's heart was happy. Go out immediately, break a dead branch, and dance without spiritual power. The sword moves were fierce and ruthless, and she practiced the basic sword moves of the Sword Sect over and over again, until the sky was bright, until everyone went out of the room to watch, and it still didn't stop.

Ji Qing smiled, her face was bright, she danced the sword, and her heart was extremely happy.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were touched by it, and the beauty danced the sword, ruthless is better than affection. Their eyes were shining, as if the bright and wanton woman in front of them was the most free and beautiful person in the world.

Qin Muya sighed: "Under the sword dance, there is ruthlessness in the sword, there is love in the heart, this forgetful sword is wonderful, wonderful." ”

There was a light fragrance of osmanthus in the distance, Ji Qingguan'er, the sword move in his hand changed, and he couldn't help but dance the cold ice sword trick The second is 'slashing love'.

Hide the love in the sword, and have the love to cut the love.

Osmanthus flowers fell on her hair, fragrant around her nose, except for pale pink cheeks, there was no other color in the world. The whole body is guided by the layers of osmanthus guided by the sword qi, rotating around and reluctant to leave, when it is a wisp of friendship.

Raise the sword, cut the love!

The dead branches were immediately broken, and the golden osmanthus vortex was suspended instantly, without dragging mud or water. The corners of Ji Qing's mouth rose, his eyes turned, and he landed on the largest flower in his divine sense, and millions of small golden flowers flew away, falling to the ground with a fragrance.

Ji Qing smiled, the flowers were discolored, and only the word happiness was left in his heart.

The demons in the heart are not afraid, and they do and see, don't look forward and backward.

"The sword intent of the fairy is transparent, and the poor monk will congratulate him."

A calm and quiet voice came, and Ji Qing saw a monk in a red and yellow robe standing not far away, saluting her, and behind him was a group of vague little monks.

The monk was handsome, and there was a faint stupidity under a closer look, he was honest and handsome, he stepped forward with a smile and saluted to all the disciples, and the disciples of the Sword Sect saluted one by one.

Only then did Ji Qing realize what he had just done, but he didn't realize the arrival of his senior brothers, he only cared about practicing swords, his face was cold, and his heart was slightly ashamed.

"The poor monk's law is bitter, I don't know that the fairy is a high disciple of Ruohan Sword Venerable?"

Ji Qing nodded and said, "The three disciples under the master's seat, the Dao number is Yuanqing." ”

Kugui smiled, adding a sense of honesty, he said: "The family teacher and Ruohan Jianzun have a reason, so they call the fairy a junior sister, Guan senior sister is affected by love in her heart, if you have time to go to my Tiandong Temple to listen to Buddhism more, it will be beneficial to the junior sister." ”

Bitterness is sincere, he is a Buddhist cultivator, and he is very sensitive to the heart of the demon, although the Guan Ji Qing swordsmanship breaks through the sword intent, and the depression in his heart is slightly resolved, but the heart demon is still hidden in it, if it is not solved as soon as possible, I am afraid that it will sow evil consequences, but it will be too late to rescue.

"Thank you for the reminder, Yuan Qing knows it in his heart."

Ji Qing saluted, her heart was transparent, but she didn't think about going to Tiandong Temple, the heart demon could be suppressed by her will before she built the foundation in the later stage, and if she used it well, she could also use this heart demon to build the foundation as soon as possible and go to her mother.

Hearing this, Yuan Qi on the side glanced at Ji Qing and Ku Gui lightly, feeling a little sour in his heart, and then wanted to practice the disciple of Ruohan Sword Venerable, who was a five-layer sword intent.

is also an amorous and thoughtful woman, there has never been a woman in the Yiqing Continent who has become an immortal, and he cares so much about what Ji Qing does.

Yuan Qi shook his head, a self-deprecating smile on his face.