Shi Qing came out of the Demon Domain, and the magic breath on his body was very heavy.

Fortunately, Shi Qing's demonic cultivation has increased recently, and it is more than enough to cover up the demonic breath on his body without being discovered by ordinary spiritual cultivators.

But if you want to hide it from a cultivator of Xuan Qiong's level, it is still a little difficult.

Shi Qing had to spend another two days to soak in the cold jade pool, and finally hid the demon breath a little.

Counting the days when Shi Qing left, there are about seven days before and after.

When Shi Qing returned to the inn, he didn't see Xuanqiong in the room. She was about to leave, but she bumped into Luo Qingwu, who lived next door.

Luo Qingwu didn't follow the disciples of Hanji Peak by his side.

Luo Qingwu said: "Senior Sister Shi, Master asked me to pick you up." ”

Shi Qing asked, "What about others?" ”

Luo Qingwu explained intimately: "It's about to be the disciple assessment, and the master took the other disciples back to Hanji Peak first, and ordered me to wait for you here." ”

Shi Qing: "......"

He's out again!

I should have locked him up if I knew about it! Shut up!

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Shi Qing followed Luo Qingwu back to Hanji Peak, and the first thing he did was to find Xuanqiong.

As a result, Xuanqiong was still able to hold the shelf than before, inspecting the schoolwork among the disciples who practiced swords, and her temperament became more and more awe-inspiring and cold in white clothes, and her silver hair was draped behind her, and she was immortal.

Passing by Shi Qing, Xuan Qiong also ignored her expressionlessly and strode over.

He's still losing his temper?

It's not that she doesn't admit it!

Don't you give this a chance!

Shi Qing took two deep breaths, and finally resisted the urge to grab Xuan Qiong and press him to the ground to fight with him. Okay, after all, it's your own person, and you can't just do it!

Before Xuanqiong left, Shi Qing blocked his way.

"Master, I'm looking for you in vain."

"What's the matter?"

Xuan Qiong pursed her thin lips, but she didn't look at her, and said lightly: "If you have anything to say, you can say it here." ”

"Are you sure you want me to say it here?"

Shi Qing blinked, his black eyes revealed a little well-behaved, but the words in his mouth were very bad, he stepped forward and approached him, and said slowly: "If Shizun doesn't remember the events of that night, the apprentice can help Shizun recall and recall......"

"Shi Qing!"

Xuanqiong gritted her teeth slightly and glared at her angrily.

"Yes."

Shi Qing curled the corners of her mouth happily, and her bright smile was a little dazzling.

Xuan Qiong choked his throat, the irritability accumulated in his chest these days dissipated inexplicably, he lowered his eyelashes, sighed in his heart, and said quietly: "Come with me." ”

Shi Qing followed him.

Shi Qing thought that Xuan Qiong would punish her to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to copy the heart mantra, but she didn't expect Xuan Qiong to take her into the Qingfeng Xiaozhu - it was Xuan Qiong's bedroom in Hanji Peak.

Before Xuanqiong entered the courtyard, she suddenly grabbed her wrist and glanced at Shi Qing, then turned her face and waved her sleeves to open the enchantment and take her into the courtyard.

Walking into the house, Xuan Qiong let go of his hand, his eyes turned elsewhere, and said with a slightly red face: "My master taught me before his death...... If you want to marry someone, you can only have a couple for the rest of your life......"

"You ......"

Xuan Qiong glanced at Shi Qing with evasive eyes, and quickly looked away, her handsome face as white as jade was dyed crimson, "Although I have violated the teacher's way, I do not regret it." If you want......"

"I do."

Shi Qing's cold voice sounded.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Xuanqiong turned her face in a daze, with some dazed stunned eyes in her eyes, Shi Qing nodded and replied solemnly again: "It's the words of the master, I am willing." ”

The serious firmness in the little girl's eyes made Xuanqiong raise the corners of her lips slightly.

The silver-haired handsome man in front of him raised his hand to cover the top of her hair, leaned over and approached Shi Qing's ear, and his gentle voice was like a lover's whisper.

It landed very lightly on the tip of her heart.

"Aqing ......"