Subconsciously, Gu Qingxi opened her spiritual eyes, but she didn't see anything unusual. Di Feixue's soul was like a blank sheet of paper, and she had no ill will towards herself.
What was going on? Her soul was pure and she had no ill will, so why did she have that kind of palpitating feeling?
After thinking about it, Gu Qingxi couldn't figure it out, so she rubbed her eyes and put away her spiritual eyes.
Fortunately, Di Feixue's cultivation was not high, and she had three pairs of spiritual eyes. This time there was no serious backlash, but her eyes were slightly uncomfortable.
Next to her, Liaokong and Feng Xiatian noticed Gu Qingxi's small action of rubbing her eyes, and then looked at the confusion in her eyes, and almost laughed out loud.
Obviously, Gu Qingxi overlooked one thing: although the spiritual eyes can observe people's good and evil, and sometimes predict good and bad luck, if used on herself, things like peach blossoms cannot be seen at all.
Next, they don't know how this peach blossom will bloom, and they are looking forward to it.
"Friend Di, I still have to accompany my senior brother and a few friends to visit Qingyuan City. If you have nothing else to do..." Although she had wasted her spiritual eyes and could not see anything, Gu Qingxi always felt uncomfortable with Di Feixue around, so she tactfully ordered him to leave.
"Then I'll lead the way for you. I'm most familiar with Qingyuan City and come here several times a year." Before she finished speaking, Di Feixue said excitedly.
Perhaps because she felt that she was too enthusiastic and abrupt, Di Feixue said embarrassedly: "Friend Gu, I have no ill intentions. I just want to make friends with you. Don't misunderstand me."
"We are already friends. You see, I know your name." Gu Qingxi said perfunctorily.
The more enthusiastic Di Feixue was, the more palpitations she felt, so she tried to stay away from him.
As for friends, they had met once and knew each other's names, so they could barely be considered friends - for the first time in her life, Gu Qingxi's standard for friends was so low.
"Really, Daoyou Gu, do you really consider me a friend? Then can I call you Sister Qingxi? I don't have a sister, and I haven't had any true friends since I was a child. I have always hoped to have a sister like Daoyou Gu, a friend." Di Feixue said excitedly. This is the truth. Although she and Wei Tianyun are good friends, they are not actually friends. They are just good friends between the young masters of the aristocratic families.
"Okay." Gu Qingxi subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing Di Feixue so happy because of her perfunctory words, she couldn't speak at all, so she could only say helplessly.
In fact, she could imagine Di Feixue's distress to some extent, and she also had some sympathy.
Born in a family like the four great cultivation families, there must be many people around her who flatter her, but there are definitely not many who sincerely make friends with her. Even if someone has such sincerity, I am afraid they don't have the qualifications.
So the children of aristocratic families like Di Feixue, who seem to be glorious on the surface, are often more lonely in their hearts than ordinary disciples of the sect.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingxi couldn't bear to refuse.
Gu Qingxi didn't notice that Lekong and Feng Xiatian hid behind her without her knowing when.
Sure enough, she called Qingxi sister. Did you hear that? She really called Qingxi sister. The two of them winked at each other, as if they saw a peach blossom quietly blooming, and they almost laughed out loud. They
tried to hold back their laughter, and their cheeks began to cramp.
"Then, Sister Qingxi is my friend!" Seeing that Gu Qingxi didn't object, Di Feixue was of course even more delighted. m
"Hello, my name is Di Feixue, are you also friends of Sister Qingxi?" After finally calming down, Di Feixue said to Long Qianli and the others.
"This is my third senior brother, named Long Qianli." Gu Qingxi knew that the third senior brother had a cold personality and would definitely not be interested in talking to Di Feixue, so she helped introduce him.
"Feixue meets Senior Brother Long. As expected of Qingxi's senior brother, Senior Brother Long is handsome and has extraordinary bearing. You can tell at a glance that he is quite capable. There must be many female cultivators who admire him, right?
Senior Brother Long, do you have a female cultivator that you like? If not, would you like me to introduce you to one? Although I don't have many friends, I still know quite a few people." Di Feixue said with admiration, as if she was trying to flatter him.
Finally, she became friends with Gu Qingxi as she wished, so of course she would try her best to please the people around Gu Qingxi.
However, this flattery hit the wrong target. Long Qianli's life motto is that women will only affect the speed of my sword, so why would he be interested in finding a Taoist partner?
Frowning, Long Qianli didn't even bother to pay attention to her.
"My name is Lekong, and I'm Qingxi's close friend." Lekong was still waiting to see the peach blossoms bloom, and was afraid that Di Feixue would annoy Long Qianli and cause Gu Qingxi's disgust, so he took the initiative to introduce himself.
"Feixue meets Senior Brother Kong. As expected of Sister Qingxi's friend, Senior Brother Kong is really handsome and talented. By the way, do you have a favorite female cultivator? If not, I can introduce you to one. Although I don't have many friends, I still know quite a few people." Di Feixue only then noticed Kong's handsome appearance, and her eyes lit up, and she spoke enthusiastically.
"..." The smile on Kong's face froze.
It's okay for Long Qianli, who is alone, so it's reasonable for you to be a matchmaker.
But I'm a monk. Can't you see that I have such a big bald head? How can I be a matchmaker for a monk just after I met him? Oh, no, no matter how long you have known each other and how familiar you are with each other, you shouldn't be a matchmaker for a monk, right?
Besides, I'm not practicing Happy Zen, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will punish me and slap me to death?
"Haha, hahahaha..." Feng Xiatian finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
Originally, he wanted to see Gu Qingxi's joke, but he didn't expect to see Kong's embarrassment first. He finally had the opportunity to laugh, otherwise his face would be distorted.
"His name is Feng Xia Tian, and he is also a good friend of Qingxi, and he claims that he and Qingxi are the best in the world." Lekong really didn't want to say anything more to Di Feixue, so he simply shifted the blame.
In order to achieve his goal as soon as possible, he specifically emphasized that he was the best in the world, and of course he also added that Xia Tian claimed to be the best.
The best in the world! Di Feixue's heart moved when he heard this, and he immediately cast his eyes on Feng Xia Tian.
"Junior sister Feixue, right? You can just call me Senior Brother Feng, or Senior Brother Xia Tian. Qingxi and I are best friends, no one else." Feng Xia Tian said reservedly.
"Oh, Feixue meets Senior Brother Feng." Di Feixue saluted and said.
Feng Xia Tian nodded and waited for the next words.
He was not like Long Qianli, who was worried that women would affect the speed of his sword, nor was he like Lekong, who was a monk. Having someone help to matchmake him was a psychological burden for him, but rather a novel experience he had never had before. After all, he was still a single dog after two lives.
But Feng Xiatian waited and waited, but after a long while, she didn't hear anything from Di Feixue.
"Then what?" Feng Xia Tian finally couldn't help it and asked.
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