"Go back and recuperate, and go back to Qianji Villa with me tomorrow. Cang Wunian took his gaze away from his right shoulder and said in a light tone.

Looking at Qing Ci's distant back, although Cang Wunian's face was calm, his deep and waveless eyes were a little turbulent. Qing Ci gave him a very contradictory feeling, at the beginning, he really only thought that he was a young man in the human world who was slightly stronger than mortals, maybe he had some ambitions, and wanted to attract his attention, so that he could become a pivotal figure in the Thousand Machines Pavilion.

But judging from his subsequent unabashed actions to show his strength, Cang Wunian's heart began to be a little uncertain, and he even had some suspicions, this young man was probably the same as him, and he did not belong to the human world. Although his doubts are still not dispelled, there seems to be another voice in his heart telling him that Qingci can be trusted and worthy of his trust.

"Qing Ci, you'd better not let me down......" Cang Wunian retracted his gaze and muttered.

......

That night, Qing Ci sat cross-legged on the bed in his house. The palm of Cang Wunian who was born during the day was really not light, but fortunately Cang Wunian did not use mana, otherwise his arm would probably be useless.

Thanks to the mercy of Cang Wunian's subordinates, although the shoulder blade was shattered, it was not too tricky for Qing Ci. At this time, he was closing his eyes tightly, running the mana in his body, and a faint blue light loomed over his right shoulder. If anyone could see his bones through the flesh, they would be surprised to find that the shattered shoulder blades were being repaired little by little by the ice-blue light.

Suddenly, the blue light on Qing Ci's shoulders disappeared, and the mana around his body was restrained, and at the same time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a murderous aura suddenly filled the room, only to hear him whisper coldly: "What person!"

"Huh. A chuckle came, and then the phantom of a man in red appeared in front of Qing Ci in mid-air. The man's face is extremely handsome, and his picturesque eyebrows and eyes are lined with red clothes, which is indescribably bewitching and amazing.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, Brother Qingci's mana is good!" The man in the shadow stared at Qingci with a smile in his eyes, and his voice was soft, as if he did not have the slightest offensive power.

"How do you know I'm here?" looked at the man in front of him, and a touch of jealousy crossed Qing Ci's eyes. If he hadn't known that this was just an illusory image transmitted by his mana, Qing Ci would probably have been unable to suppress the urge to attack him.

"If you hadn't heard from me for a long time, I wouldn't have had to go to great lengths to find this place. Earlier, I conveyed Madame's order to you, asking you to pay more attention to the movements of Gu Wentian and his righteous son, after so long, can this matter be discussed?" Su Yu didn't seem to notice Qing Ci's attitude, and still asked with a smile.

"That Gu Wentian, I don't know where he was injured, he is now in retreat and recuperating, and he has handed over all the big and small things of the Thousand Machines Pavilion to his righteous son Gu Wunian to take care of. Although Gu Wunian is young, he is very cautious, and I am busy trying to win his trust these days, so naturally I don't have time to report any news to you. I'm not like you, I have a pleasing face, and I don't have to work hard to run around. Qing Ci breathed a sigh of relief, spread his hands and acted innocently, and changed into a cynical attitude on weekdays.

Su You couldn't hear the sarcasm in Qingci's words, it was nothing more than ridiculing him for his good looks, so he was very favored in front of Chisha. But he didn't care, saying that there were too many people who relied on women to eat, but they didn't have to do things for him honestly and be sent by him.

"Have you ever seen what Gu Wunian looked like?" asked softly, raising his eyebrows.

"He wears a mask all day long, how do I know what he looks like? It's just that he has never been close to women, and I have been skeptical about this for a long time, maybe he is really good at Longyang. It's better than this...... If you go out yourself, if you can conquer him with your beauty, don't talk about looking at his face when the time comes, isn't it easy to see every part of his body where you want to look?" Qing Ci said with an evil smile. But after saying this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, thinking of their two almost identical faces, turning clouds and rain in the hibiscus tent, the picture really couldn't bear to look at it directly.

As Qing Ci expected, his words successfully tore through the disguise of the soft smile on Su You's face. I saw that Su You's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone became cold: "Qingci, if you still want to know the whereabouts of the Heavenly Pestle, I advise you to maintain the respect you deserve for me." Otherwise I wouldn't mind telling Madame the news, presumably she would be more interested in his stuff than you do. ”

Hearing this, the smile on Qing Ci's face suddenly retracted. He knew that the Heavenly Pestle was a magic weapon that he never left back then, if it weren't for the fact that he was disillusioned because of the Luohe Divine Maiden's resolute departure, how could he have sealed his magic weapon.

Chisha, a woman whose heart is not as poisonous as a snake and scorpion, can't even match a piece of the clothes of the Luohe goddess, how can she be worthy of his magic weapon?

However, anger is also a fleeting emotion, and when Qing Ci carefully looked at Su You's face again, he couldn't help but ridicule in his heart. He didn't know what the origin of this man was, but with this face that was eight points similar to him, he successfully stayed by Chisha's side, loved and cared for him in every way, and took her first in everything, even knowing that he was just a stand-in in her eyes, and still had no regrets.

As a man, he got a woman's body, but he never got her heart, Qingci really didn't believe it, and he had the courage to give her what was left behind by the person who was in Chisha's heart.

"Su You, don't play these imaginary things between you and me. You don't need me to remind you what you think about Akasha, if you really will give her the Heavenly Pestle, you won't wait for me to come to the door to find it. You just tell me what you want me to do, so that you will tell me the whereabouts of the Heavenly Pestle. Qing Ci clasped his hands on his chest, hooked the corners of his mouth and squinted at him, with some smugness and disdain in his eyes.

Su You's eyebrows raised, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face: "Find a chance to take down Gu Wunian and bring him to me." At that time, I will tell you the whereabouts of the Heavenly Pestle. Don't play any tricks with me, or you won't be able to get the last thought your great benefactor has left for you in this world. ”

Qing Ci didn't speak, just stood up slowly, stared at Su You's face quietly, and asked lightly after a while: "Su You, I've always been curious about what your origin is, and why do you have a face so similar to him?"

Su Youyan smiled disapprerovingly: "This world is so big, what is so rare to look similar? In fact, I am also very curious about how similar he looks to me." It's just a pity, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to see this Shura King who you regard as a god. ”

Qing Ci smiled faintly: "You should be glad that you don't have this opportunity." His demeanor will only make you feel ashamed of yourself because of this face. ”

Su Yu snorted and sneered: "Whatever you say, after all, he has disappeared for a thousand years, maybe he will be gone to ashes long ago." My patience is limited, and it's up to you to decide whether or not you want to get the whereabouts of the Heavenly Pestle. ”

After speaking, the void in front of Qing Ci distorted slightly, and the long-awaited phantom disappeared.

Looking at the location where Su Yu disappeared, Qing Ci couldn't help frowning and falling into a distant memory.

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That year, he was just a weak toddler. Because of his life, since he was born, he was disliked by his father, and even his mother was snubbed. His father had too many women and too many children, so he ended up falling victim to their intrigues, being framed and banished to the human world. It's just that he never dreamed that even so, there were still people who wanted his life.

He didn't remember how he escaped that day, only that he ran all the way to the bank of a river, and finally fell headlong into the river. He knew that he couldn't drown, not even the raging sea, let alone such an ordinary-looking river.

In this way, he let his little body sink and sink again in the river, and after all, he could not resist the exhaustion and pain of his body, and fell asleep deeply. The moment he closed his eyes, it was as if he saw a dark black vortex. He knew that there would be such whirlpools in the depths of the sea, and his mother always warned him to stay away from them, even if the sea was their world, but the danger of such whirlpools was unknown.

It's just that Xiao Qingci didn't expect that there would be such a whirlpool in this seemingly calm river. But he no longer had the slightest strength to struggle. Before he fell unconscious, his last thought was: Maybe today, it is really impossible to escape.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt a faint aroma coming from the tip of his nose, which was refreshing, making him feel that the nervous emotions he had been nervous all along, were inexplicably relaxed, as comfortable and peaceful as when his mother held him in her arms.

Mother?Thinking of this woman who loved him more than his own life, Xiao Qingci was shocked, he clearly remembered that he escaped all the way and finally fell into the river, and he still remembered that he saw a black whirlpool in the depths of the river that made him feel very dangerous.

Suddenly, he found himself in a very unfamiliar environment. It was a warm pavilion made of glazed tiles, and there were some night pearls in the pavilion, probably to help him sleep peacefully, and the light in the room seemed warm but not bright. Obviously, no wind blew in, but the lilac veil in the warm pavilion was gently fluttering, soft and light like a mother's hair.