The train ride from Xining to Golmud took more than seven hours. Sitting in the carriage, Yan Qingxiu ordered meals for everyone. When the attendant brought the lunch boxes, Yan Qingxiu unhurriedly opened them, pulled out his chopsticks, and respectfully handed them to Han Jun.
Han Jun actually took it calmly.
Seeing this scene, Han Miao and Han Zheng looked at each other in surprise. In fact, they had noticed a long time ago that Aunt Dong's attitude towards Han Jun was different, but it was not as exaggerated as today.
"Aunt Dong, why are you so partial to Junjun today?" Han Miao couldn't hold it in any longer and asked.
Yan Qingxiu looked at Han Jun with devout and fanatical eyes, as if he were looking at an idol. He said, "You don't understand. Master is worth my life to protect."
Han Miao: “?”
Master?
Han Zheng said to Han Miao, "Has Aunt Dong gone crazy from all this research?"
Han Miao also felt that this possibility was very strong.
After Han Miao and Han Zheng's attention was distracted, Han Jun said to Yan Qingxiu, "You don't have to do this. It will attract criticism."
Yan Qingxiu immediately put on a terrifying expression, as if to say, "I will kill anyone who dares to criticize me." He stared at Han Jun with fanatical eyes and said piously, "You are my master. You must not be disrespectful to me."
Han Jun said no more.
Yan Qingxiu's respect and admiration for Yan Qingqiu is an instinct that he can never change in this lifetime.
Han Jun stared at Yan Qingxiu for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "I remember when I first met you, you were so hungry that only skin was left on your skeleton. Now you seem to be extremely powerful."
Hearing Han Jun's sigh, Yan Qingxiu couldn't help but think of his childhood and the scene of his meeting with Yan Qingqiu.
In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected, and the common people still have to work hard to make a living. Yan Qingxiu is just a child from an ordinary family, and there is not a single cultivator in their entire county.
In their eyes, cultivators are all little gods, each of them possessing the ability to know everything in the world.
The Ao Sheng Continent is divided into ten plates and is occupied by more than 300 superpowers. The powerful cultivators are not subject to the control of any country and they are the existence standing at the top of the Ao Sheng Continent.
Yan Qingxiu was an ordinary citizen from a lower-class country. During the war, Yan Qingxiu fled into exile with his parents, and many unimaginable things happened along the way.
Yan Qingxiu had witnessed the scene of exchanging children for food with his own eyes, but his parents always protected him well and never thought of sending him away to exchange for food.
Yan Qingxiu's parents died of starvation, their bodies devoid of flesh. Those fleeing the famine refused to stop and look at them. Only a flock of crows circled atop a bark-gnawed branch, watching them from afar, waiting for them to die.
Yan Qingxiu sat among the bodies of his parents, staring blankly at the people fleeing famine on the path. He was waiting to die, hoping that after his death, the crows would peck him less.
He was afraid of pain and was afraid of being riddled with wounds after death.
Just when Yan Qingxiu's consciousness was about to fade, Yan Qingqiu suddenly flew down from the sky on his sword and stopped in front of Yan Qingxiu.
That year, Yan Qingxiu was only eight years old. He looked up at the girl in front of him with a dull and distracted look in his eyes.
The mysterious and powerful woman was wearing a light blue outfit, with her beautiful black hair tied up high, a long sword on her back, and a pure white faceless mask covering her facial features, so no one could see her appearance.
Yan Qingxiu stared at the other person blankly. He hadn't eaten or drunk water for such a long time that his behavior became sluggish and he even forgot how to speak.
The woman stared at him for a long time. Perhaps she was thinking of something, but her whole demeanor softened. She squatted down in front of him, stretched out her hand, and handed him a yellow walnut cake.
"eat."
This scene was what Qu Jinghong did to Yan Qingqiu back then.
After Qu Jinghong died, Yan Qingqiu became Qu Jinghong.
Yan Qingxiu hesitated for a moment before happily taking the walnut cake and chewing it.
The woman stared at him swallowing in disarray, and a pity moved her. "Never mind, just follow me." She stood up, her back to Yan Qingxiu, and said, "My name is Yan Qingqiu. Little one, if you can still stand up, come with me."
Yan Qingxiu didn't even bother to eat the pancake. He stood up shakily, boldly hugged the woman's calf, and flew away from that lifeless country with her.
Yan Qingqiu gave him a surname and a name, and gave him a life.
Yan Qingxiu called Yan Qingqiu "Master", but in his heart he actually revered her like a god.
Everyone on Aosheng Continent called Yan Qingqiu heartless and heartless, but only Yan Qingxiu knew that her master actually had a heart. She would stand atop the Great Ice Palace, gazing at the stunning flowers on the outskirts of the glacier, a look of sadness and sorrow on her face.
When he heard that a country was suffering from war and was about to be destroyed, he would fly to that country on his sword, bring back a group of young children, and raise them at the foot of the mountain.
Yan Qingxiu must respect such a Master, absolutely respect him.
"Master, a thousand years after you left, I practiced diligently and finally became strong enough to tear through space and travel to various worlds to search for your soul fragments. During these thousand years, I have been searching for you very hard. Master, when all your wishes in this world are fulfilled, I will take you back to Aosheng Continent. The people of our Snow Kingdom are all awaiting Master's return!"
When mentioning returning, Yan Qingxiu became very excited, and his spiritual power was almost out of control and almost leaked out.
Han Jun noticed the change in the spiritual energy in the air and glanced at Yan Qingxiu calmly. Han Jun's look was like a basin of ice water poured on a scorching fire. Yan Qingxiu immediately calmed down and dared not get excited anymore.
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