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Qingyan lay quietly on the tatami mat, his thoughts were too chaotic, and he had no intention of cultivating, so he had to lie down and rest and fall asleep. Maybe she hadn't slept for so long that she had forgotten how to dream as a normal person. But why can I sleep so sweetly when he is around?

The cold moon dances into the curtain, and the grass curtain dances with the wind, rolling up a room of peace.

The night wind blew the white clothes of Qingyan, and they did not miss the three thousand green silks. The night wind was cold, and Qingyan in light sleep revived his consciousness slightly. Half-asleep and half-awake, she saw the familiar face in a trance. He stood at the head of the bed, his white shirt fluttered with the wind, the night wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked a smile, so gentle and tender, as if it was a drop of dew falling on the lotus leaves of the lotus pond in the hot summer, washing people's hearts. It's like the warm sun in winter, and people can't help but want to get closer.

"You're here." Qing Yan, who was groggy in consciousness, instinctively said to the man in front of him.

The man didn't say a word, and stood there quietly with a smile on his face.

The silence in the room made people panic, Qingyan's consciousness gradually cleared up, but the person in front of him gradually became blurred.

Finally she sat up from the tatami mat and looked around but couldn't find any sign of the man.

"Is it a dream? Then why wake me up again. "After the sweet dream, there is endless melancholy. She closed her eyes blankly, she didn't want to think about anything at the moment, she just wanted to sleep and have a dream with him.

The body fell on the soft tatami mat again, this time Qingyan wanted to sleep for a long, long time, and the spirit runes around him flew into a circle, firmly encircling Qingyan.

The night breeze stirred the straw curtain and danced, and between the flips, the moonlight flowed between them. When the straw curtain fell again, a tall black shadow appeared on the balcony.

The bright moonlight gilded Yeye's silhouette with a layer of silver light, making him look like a lost immortal. He walked towards Qingyan step by step, his slender fingers took out a tube of potion from the black trench coat, and with a flick of his fingers, the potion shell slammed open, emitting bursts of rich rosemary, which quickly filled the entire room.

"As you wish." The sound is like the murmuring of a valley, and it is like a nighthawk singing in the middle of the night, and there is loneliness in the sound.

Ye Ye walked gently to Qing Yan's side and looked at the person on the bed with burning eyes. Slender fingers slid across Qingyan's fair cheeks, revealing attachment and reluctance.

"I didn't expect her to awaken your memory, if I had known this, I should have let her die happily." I've already avenged you, should you wake up and be with me?

Ye Ye picked up Qingyan's body with one hand and put her whole person in his arms. Surrounded by Qingyan, they were poured on the tatami mats.

"Hmm."

Ye Ye's hug was too tight, so that Qing Yan, who had fallen asleep due to the rosemary potion, couldn't help but react instinctively to struggle.

"Well, go and have a dream with me." The sound of hot breathing hit Qing Yan's ears, and the other took a red medicine bottle and put it on the tip of Qing Yan's nose. When the potion quickly evaporated less than a third, Ye Ye looked at the middle of the night in the sky, and a smile curled up on the corner of his lips. Get a good night's sleep and wake up and everything will be fine.

"I'll go first, and we'll see you again soon." In the next second, the whole body disappeared into the room like a ghost.

The smell of rosemary faded with the night breeze in the empty room, but Qingyan's consciousness became more and more blurred and fell into an unprecedented dream.

Qing Yan was dressed in a Taoist robe, looking as cold as a Nine Heavens Immortal, with long hair and a jade crown, as if he was about to fly away in the next second. In front of her stood countless boys and girls, all of whom looked extremely cowardly, bowing their heads and frowning.

Suddenly, Qingyan suddenly saw one of the young men, with red lips and white teeth, and skin as white as snow. It is like a pure lotus flower, standing quietly among everyone.

Qingyan was shocked, this young man is so pure, fresh and refined, and he is different from those bewitching sluts outside.

The one in the middle looked up. Even if his heart was turbulent, Qingyan's tone couldn't hear the slightest change.

The young man in the middle raised his head timidly, revealing his full face. At this moment, Qingyan only felt shocked. How can there be a boy who is so good-looking, the narrow Danfeng eyes are slightly closed, which is extremely provocative. That little mouth was so red that people couldn't help but want to kiss Fangze.

"What's your name?" Qing Yan's face was expressionless, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Yeye." The man said weakly. The voice is soft and itchy.

"This seat sees that you have a relationship with the Dao Fa, and wants to accept you as a disciple, but unfortunately you have a karma obstacle in your previous life between your eyebrows, if you don't eliminate it, I'm afraid there will be a disaster of blood and light." Qingyan sighed, shook his head and said as if it was a pity.

"Master, you said the Bloodlight Plague! Master, you must save my son. As soon as Qing Yan's words fell, Ye Ye's mother rushed towards Qing Yan and knelt on the ground begging Qing Yan.

"Nature can be resolved, if you are willing to worship me as a teacher, follow me to Jingxin Mountain for double cultivation in three months, and it will be resolved." Qingyan raised his chin, his voice was still cold and dusty, not at all like a well-dressed beast.

"The master is right, but my son is only eighteen and still young, and it is a good thing to meditate for three months, but can I be a disciple?" Although it is also a blessing to be able to enter the master's door, it is also a blessing from the cultivation of three lives, but the life of the Taoist is too hard.

"There's no other way." Qingyan snorted coldly that the little handsome guy was in her hands, and she still wanted to leave!

"Okay, don't be angry, my son can enter the master's eyes is a blessing for him to cultivate in three lives." The woman fell to her knees in a hurry and hurriedly waved to her son. "What are you doing in a daze, come over and bow down to Master."

Ye Ye timidly walked forward and knelt down in front of Qing Yan, and whispered to Master.

"Good boy." Qing Yan's green fingers slid through Ye Ye's black hair.

"Your son's karma is imminent, so I'll take him to retreat now." After speaking, please wave your hand.

Tears flickered out of the woman's eyes, and Ye Ye looked at her mother and wanted to cry, and her little face turned bitter melon color.

"One day late, he's one more day risky, and if you insist on it, I can't." Qing Yan withdrew his hand, hid the impatience in his eyes, and once again returned to the appearance of a gentleman who was sanctimonious.

"No, no, I beg the master to help him get rid of his karma as soon as possible, I'm just a little reluctant." Hearing the master's words, the woman's tone immediately became impatient.

"Then you will go with me, child." The cold voice fell, white smoke rose all around, and the figures of the two disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

The people present couldn't help but exclaim, and the young people in the audience even regretted why they couldn't enter the master's eyes and cultivate immortals with her to become an ancient god.

"Master, where are we going?" Ye Ye sat obediently on top of the white clouds, looking at Qing Yan with big eyes full of doubt.

"You don't need to know, from now on you just need to know that you have to listen to me in everything." Qingyan opened his mouth domineeringly, with a lewd smile in his eyes. (To be continued.) )