It was night, the moon was rising, and the stars were dotting.

In the wing, the bright light lit by the hedron was as bright as day, illuminating the shadows of the two old men who had been pulled on the ground.

Qi Changfeng poured a glass of sake for the person opposite, and said while pouring: "Qi Gongzi, this Qinshan Spring is the best in the wine, very precious, I only got two jars after searching the human world, and the taste is clearer than the peach blossom brew, you can taste it." ”

Qi Rong raised his glass with both hands, so that he could pour wine, and when he heard him, he said: "I have heard that among the three worlds, the wine is excellent, there is a heavenly magpie in the god world, and there is Qinshan in the human world. ”

"Look at Qi Gongzi's style of talking, well-informed, and his appearance is also one in a million, at first glance, he is a dragon and phoenix talent, and he will definitely be famous and famous in the future. ”

Qi Rong humbly said: "The sect master is too pretty. ”

Qi Changfeng looked at him with a calm and humble face, paused for a moment, and then asked, "How did you and Qinghe meet?"

Qi Rong paused for a moment and said, "When she went to Moon Mountain, we met in the Imperial Mirror Villa. ”

"Qinghe, this child, has a strange personality, say she is withdrawn, but sometimes she is very jumpy, and it is not considered to be lively. ”

Qi Changfeng took a sip of sake, and his tone was long, "I still remember when she entered the sect, she seemed to get along well with her fellow sects on the surface, but in her heart she was very wary of everyone, including me, the master. ”

Listening to him tell about Qinghe's past, he put down his wine glass and listened carefully.

"I once asked her why she was so malicious towards everyone, and she replied that if there was a seriously injured person and a seriously injured dog in front of her at the same time, she would not hesitate to go to the dog and draw her sword and kill the man. In this world, people's hearts are the most incomprehensible, not black and white, but gray like a rainy day. ”

Qi Changfeng got up and walked to the lamppost, added a handful of spars, and the flames that were about to be extinguished were instantly raised.

After I listened to it, I stopped teaching her and said that it is very easy for people's personalities to change, but it is not an overnight task to change the Dao heart. ”

Prayer: "Dao Heart?"

"That's right, Daoxin. Qi Changfeng looked at him and said, "The reason why she has such thoughts has something to do with the Dao she cultivates. ”

"What?"

Qi Changfeng was about to answer him, when he suddenly heard a noise outside the door, and someone shouted for help, "Someone! Senior sister...... Senior sister, she's crazy!"

Before he walked out of the door, the wind in his ears was sudden, and he turned his head to look around, only to see a dark blue corner of his clothes.

In front of the Lingxiao Palace, many disciples were knocked to the ground, and only a few who were still able to cultivate were still holding on.

A disciple wanted to draw his sword, but someone next to him immediately stopped him and said, "Don't move the sword, that's the second senior sister, you still want to hurt her!"

"But if you don't have a weapon to defend yourself, sooner or later you will be knocked out by a whip from your senior sister!"

The disciple looked at the defeated disciples in one place and hurriedly asked, "Where has Senior Brother gone?"

"I seem to have been resting since daytime, and I haven't seen ...... yet."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the whip wind whistling by, and swept the two of them to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The two looked back in horror and looked forward.

Although the person holding the whip was only wearing underwear, he seemed to be as weak as the wind, but he was actually very strong, and no one dared to approach the disciples.

The blue and dark eyes were like ice, and the whole person burst out with a strong murderous and terrifying aura, where the eyes swept over, everyone suddenly felt cold, and their backs were cold, and they couldn't stop retreating.

There was some stinging pain in her neck, and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch it, but she didn't touch anything.

Frowning, she looked at a disciple on the ground and stretched out her hand, "Give me the mirror." ”

The first time the disciple saw a girl asking him for a mirror, he was both happy and frightened.

He trembled and touched into his arms, withdrew his hand tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior sister, I ...... I don't have a mirror. ”

Qinghe's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and swept the man out with a flick of his sleeve.

Moving on to the next one, "Mirror." ”

"I ...... too I didn't ...... either."

Sweep it out, next.

"I ...... too"

Sweep it out, next.

“......”

Throwing several people away in a row, she didn't want to reach the mirror, she was anxious, angry, and her spiritual power surged out in an instant, cold light rushed to the sky, the wind was fierce, and lightning and thunder roared.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly got up and left this place of right and wrong, but before they could take a few steps, they saw a bright light flashing in front of them, and the long whip had arrived in front of them.

Seeing that she was being whipped out again, she suddenly grabbed the whip with one hand and dragged Qinghe into her arms with all her might.

The moment she fell into her arms, the other hand quickly touched the center of her eyebrows, and she paused, her head gradually drooped, and her eyes closed.

Qi Rong gently hugged her into his arms, and with a twist of his wrist, he hugged Qinghe horizontally, and in a flash, the person had already arrived at Revwado.

Slowly put Qinghe on the bed, and his movements were extremely gentle, as if he were treating a rare treasure.

Qi Changfeng came immediately, leaned over and looked at the bed, his eyes slightly dull when his eyes swept over the strange marks on Qinghe's neck.

Seeing his serious face, Qi Rong asked, "Do you know why she suddenly became like this?"

Qi Changfeng said in a condensed voice: "Do you remember what I said just now?"

Qi Rong remembered the conversation between the two and looked at Qinghe suddenly, "This is her Dao heart?"

"To be precise, it is the Dao heart that is sealed in the bottom of the heart. Qi Changfeng said: "It can be seen that now she has given up her former way and found another good way." ”

"Then why is this happening?"

Qi Changfeng stroked his beard and sighed, "I'm afraid that the Dao heart is unstable and the will is not strong." ”

Qi Rong lowered his eyes to the person on the bed, and reached out to brush the broken hair from her forehead.

Listening to Qinghe's steady breathing, Qi Rong felt guilty and distressed in his heart.

Guilty that he met her too late, did not participate in her past, and felt sorry for her being tormented by the Dao Heart, exhausted, and miserable.

"Is it because of me?"

muttered softly, revealing infinite melancholy, but Qi Changfeng vetoed him.

Prayer is a bit unexpected, the world hesitates more than a love word, whether it is family friendship or love, it is a sharp weapon that shakes people's hearts, causing the Tao heart to be unstable, because of the love word abandonment and not entering the path of the Tao is countless, and the outcome is also different from person to person.

For thousands of years, he has spent these long years, and he has seen more things and people than he has seen.

However, Qi Changfeng told him that Qinghe was not crazy because of love, and he was really a little surprised when he was distressed.

"What kind of Tao did she ever cultivate?"

Qi Changfeng paced back from the window, his eyes wandered, and finally fell on the ring on the tail finger of Qinghe's right hand.

"Ruthlessly. ”

Qi Rong whispered these three words repeatedly, "Cutting off love, selflessness and desirelessness, it is for ruthlessness, ruthlessness and ......"

The slender and cool fingers stroked the strange and mysterious mark on Qinghe's neck, and the mark seemed to be very afraid of praying for a face, and consciously gradually receded.