"Master, are you awake?"

Meng Yu sensed that Qin Jiang had woken up, rubbed Qin Jiang's jaw with the top of his hair, and said in a thick nasal voice.

"Wake up. ”

Qin Jiang didn't expect Meng Yu to know that he was awake, and he wanted to hug Meng Yu and keep it warm for a while, but he could only squeeze out two words dryly.

"Is the master going to take a shower and change his clothes, or to eat a little?"

Meng Yu continued to ask, as if he didn't notice that his master was unhappy because the beauty of Wen Cun was broken.

"Go make some tea. ”

Qin Jiang knew that this kind of warmth had been broken, and it was impossible to continue. And I haven't drunk water for a long time, and I feel a little thirsty.

"Yes, master. ”

Meng Yu, who got the order, turned over and got out of bed with his hands and feet quickly, and immediately went to make tea for Qinjiang, which really looked a little doglegged.

And Qin Jiang, who was sitting on the bed, looked at the back of Meng Yu leaving, and there was an unknown emotion in his heart, which surged again.

The setting sun shines through the wooden windows into the house, covering the whole room with a layer of warm yellow gold, resplendent gold.

It adds a touch of luxury to this quaint and elegant house.

And the figure of Dream Yu hurriedly passed, under the reflection of the golden sunset, the milky white undershirt on his body reflected the color that did not look real, and there were some dreams, so that people could only have the privilege of glimpsing the shocking side of the elf.

However, it is such a shocking side, but it is so beautiful that people can't bear to forget, such a * that seems to have fallen into the mortal world.

The same is true of Qinjiang.

But the vigilance carved into the bone marrow reminds Qin Jiang that some things are not as simple as they seem on the surface.

Just like the dream feather itself, and the dream feather reflected in the sunset, there is always a gap.

Although Meng Yu is a qin spirit, it should be simple, but there is always something wrong with things.

The sensitive Qin Jiang vaguely felt that there were too many mysteries in Mengyu, which he couldn't understand, and he could only watch from aside. can only look at Meng Yu like this, but he can't participate in Meng Yu's world. It seems that in Meng Yu's heart, there is always a hidden corner that Qin Jiang himself can't touch at all.

And this corner is full of secrets that I don't know.

Maybe this secret is still a shocking secret!

This is a great variable for Qinjiang, and it can also be a threat.

And Qin Jiang's life, the most disliked thing is variables.

But with Qinjiang's persistent personality, he doesn't like variables, but he is not afraid of them.

Meng Yu's original idea, at first glance, sounded very reasonable.

But upon closer inspection, there seems to be something wrong.

Qin Jiang also didn't know how to feel this way, how to explain it, and he was a little entangled.

And entangled in this kind of thing, originally had nothing to do with Qinjiang, but now this situation has lost Qinjiang's usual decisiveness.

Is it because Meng Yu is not thoughtful, or does Meng Yu have other plans?

This question, in Qin Jiang's heart, can't find an answer.

After all, when he had just exuded some reluctance to return to Kunlun Mountain, Meng Yu's behavior seemed to be the same as before.

But it always made the keen Qin Jiang faintly feel that Meng Yu seemed to be deliberately obstructing his plan to return to Kunlun Mountain.

In fact, it's not that Qin Jiang doesn't want to believe in Meng Yu, or he doesn't want to believe in Meng Yu.

After all, Meng Yu had just participated in a vigorous battle with herself, her life hanging by a thread, and it was very fierce.

It seems unlikely that Meng Yu has any two hearts.

Otherwise, you only need to fall into the lower stone while fighting. Why wait until you've recovered before you harm yourself?

Isn't this obviously redundant?

Meng Yu, is this kind of person who does this kind of thing?

As long as the qin spirit has entered into a blood contract, the first duty is to be loyal to his master.

Meng Yu has made a blood contract with himself for many years, and the relationship should be considered deep.

No matter what the point of view, Meng Yu has no reason to betray himself.

This made Qin Jiang feel even more puzzled, he didn't want to be okay, but when he reminisced about it, it was more like seeing flowers in the fog.

For Qin Jiang, he has always hated it, this feeling of losing control.

This kind of self is like fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered.

This kind of taste is not wonderful ~ no ~ can ~ words ~.

Meng Yu often mentions in front of himself that the mysterious former master who seems to be a dragon without seeing the end of the dragon.

Who is this mysterious former owner?

Even the place where he lives now is built by the mysterious former owner of that dream feather, which is simply amazing!

Although his knowledge is shallow, this house does not look like the handiwork of mortals from where it is viewed.

Even if he is a skilled craftsman who has gathered all the world, I am afraid that he will not be able to cast a residence with such a grand scale, such a fine system, and such a strong energy field.

However, because of this, it made Qin Jiang feel even more uneasy, or jealous.

Although Qinjiang, who has always been strong, will not admit this, this is an indisputable fact.

Qin Jiang is not the kind of narrow-minded person, since his heart is depressed, he will naturally seek a solution.

But every time he asked Meng Yu about the mysterious former master, Meng Yu either raised his head, lowered his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled but did not speak, or said a few words, one stroke, and absolutely did not want to explain in detail.

This simply made Qin Jiang feel that he had lost control of Mengyu!

It's a maddening feeling!

Is he or not the owner of Mengyu?!

How could Dream Feather be like this?!

Mengyu is now his own!!

Moreover, since this house is not like a mortal pen, it stands to reason that the previous owner of this dream feather should have become an immortal. Otherwise, they would not have looked for such a secluded place that is both secret and blessed.

Although he is in a sect of cultivating immortals, he does not have much yearning for becoming an immortal in his heart, or he does not have much obsession.

Even in the eyes of others, he is very likely to inherit the mantle of Daoying Zhenren and become an immortal in the future.

But after all, people live here and now, not at that moment.

There is no point in thinking about things that are too ethereal.

Moreover, for thousands of years, people have been looking for immortals and asking, how many people have become immortals?

When you think about it, it's not difficult.

What's more, according to his own inference, if Meng Yu's previous master was really a person who had already attained immortality, his lifespan should be the same as that of the sky, how could he die?

How about making yourself the next master of Dream Feather?

After all, once the blood contract is concluded, it can only be the death of the person who holds the piano, and the blood contract will be automatically dissolved.

Otherwise, the blood pact will last forever!

But as an immortal, how could he die?

Didn't it mean that immortals were immortal?

Is all this a legend?

It's so puzzling!

Just as Qin Jiang was still spinning in his mind, Mengyu returned.

"Master, please use. ”

Meng Yu respectfully presented the tray.

Qin Jiang lowered his head slightly and blinked extremely quickly, hiding his emotions. Calmly took the teacup from the tray, first smelled the tea, and then took a small sip and savored it. That gesture is very leisurely, as if enjoying the most precious delicacy in the world.

"Master, how?"

Meng Yu looked at the comfort that Qin Jiang exuded from the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes looked at Qin Jiang brightly, so he asked.

That look, as if to say: Master, master, you see that Xiao Yu is so well-behaved, hurry up and praise Xiao Yu!

"Well, the craftsmanship is good. ”

Qinjiang, who is still admiring the grace of tea leaves in the water, although he didn't look at Mengyu's face, how could he not know that this guy was deliberately asking for praise?

"That's the owner's good~"

A sweet voice floated out of Meng Yu's thin lips, with a bit of smugness. Although Meng Yu said so, he couldn't hide his excitement.

"You~ This flamboyant habit can't be changed!"

Qin Jiang put down the teacup, nodded Mengyu's forehead, and shook his head helplessly.

"Doesn't the master like it?"

Meng Yu casually put down the tray, walked to the chair placed next to the bed and sat down, turned his head slightly sideways, and asked Qin Jiang with a slightly mixed look of doubt and grievance.

The thin lips twitched down slightly, feeling as if he had been wronged and had to hold it in his heart.

That's a pitiful look!

"Nope. Along the way, I originally had some thoughts of visiting the mountains and rivers. However, the more I continued, the more I found that the road ahead was full of dangers, and the dangers were repeated, and my heart sank little by little. And the atmosphere between our brothers, on the surface, seems to have not been affected in any way, but in fact it has also become heavy. Actually, it's also good to make jokes once in a while and liven up the atmosphere. After all, the only people who really know the purpose of this trip are me, you and Zhen Di. ”

Qin Jiang shook his head and denied.

"Master, your mind is always so heavy. It used to be like this among the sects, but now that I have left the sect and gone out to explore the rivers and lakes, it is also the same. Doesn't the master feel tired?"

Hearing Qin Jiang's words, Meng Yu could keenly hear Qin Jiang's inadequacy.

After all, along the way, I have not been relieved.

Every day lives a day of fear, lives a day of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and may die at any time.

Who likes such a day?

Who doesn't feel heavy?

Unless it's a mentally deranged fool!

Moreover, Mengyu did not let go of another important point in Qinjiang's words. That is, there are only three people who know the purpose of this trip, and these three people also include Zhen Di.

It seems that it is really exactly the same as my estimated score!

Mengyu got up, came to Qinjiang and squatted down, looking at Qinjiang deeply, those watery eyes were full of worry and heartache. Holding Qin Jiang's hand tightly, he secretly exerted force, as if to comfort him, and as if to tell Qin Jiang that he would always be his sword and shield.

"I'm tired? I don't know what it means to be tired. After all, people have no long-term concerns, but they must have near-term worries. ”

Qin Jiang's tone of voice carried a thick self-deprecation. Even the corners of his mouth were hooked like self-deprecation, although it was a flash, but it still fell clearly in Meng Yu's eyes.

Actually, what Qin Jiang said is also right.

After all, the position called the heir of the Jingting faction is not easy to sit in. Being in such a position on the cusp of the storm, wanting to be relaxed is like a big joke, which is hilarious.