Chapter 19 Immortal Lord 019%
For some reason, Qu Yaoyao felt a little panicked.
But then she thought again and wondered why she was so nervous.
Even though her blood had merged with the lotus body, its aura filled with the fragrance of lotus, she was now in the lower realms, the one she feared was no longer around, and no one could expose her true identity. Thinking of this, her heartbeat gradually calmed.
Due to the severity of the injuries, the small flame at the bottom of the tower went out.
In the dim light, Qu Yaoyao could only feel Xie Qingxun's grip tightening around her waist. Xie Qingxun was far less tolerant than she was. His expression grew colder as he sniffed the familiar floral scent. He spoke in a sinister voice, "How could there be the fragrance of lotus in your blood?"
"How do you know this is Lianxiang?" Qu Yaoyao was a little surprised.
Unable to see through Xie Qingxun's true identity, she leaned into his embrace and grasped the ends of his hair, careless as could be. The wound hurt so much that Qu Yaoyao lost her usual sobriety and rationality, and actually told the truth, "This is natural."
As a snow lotus, isn't it natural for her to have the fragrance of lotus?
Xie Qingxun snorted coldly, how could he believe her.
He had seen Qu Yaoyao injured before in the underground palace, but she didn't have such a distinct lotus fragrance then. But the lotus fragrance now was already ingrained in Xie Qingxun's bones. He only needed to take a sniff to identify which snow lotus it came from.
"Cough cough." The wound on Qu Yaoyao's back was very painful, and she coughed hard and tears came out.
Most of her injuries had been washed with Longquan water to stop the bleeding, leaving only the most serious wound on her back untreated. Curled up in Xie Qingxun's arms, she weakly closed her eyes and suddenly heard the sound of clothes tearing.
hiss--
Xie Qingxun tore off Qu Yaoyao's clothes from behind.
A small piece of shoulder and back was exposed in the field of vision. Qu Yaoyao's originally fair skin was stained red with blood, and her body was trembling slightly.
"Don't move." Controlling the person who wanted to look back, Xie Qingxun lowered his eyes to look at the wound on her shoulder blade, and did not directly use Longquan to clean it as before.
Leaning down, lowering his head, Xie Qingxun pressed himself close to Qu Yaoyao's back, his warm breath caressing her skin. Amidst the wafting fragrance of lotus, Xie Qingxun's dark eyes gradually paled as he placed his lips directly on her wound.
"Hmm." Even though she was touched lightly, Qu Yaoyao still shrank her shoulders because of his action.
"Thank you, Lord?" Qu Yaoyao clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, trying to turn her head to look back. She asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Xie Qingxun did not respond, and his face did not move away from her back. Even when she was questioning, he opened his thin lips and sucked the blood flowing from her wound, swallowing it all into his mouth.
What is going on? !
Qu Yaoyao was frightened awake, her back tingling and her hair standing on end. She thought Xie Qingxun's behavior was extremely strange.
She had no time to think. Even if she was weak, she didn't dare to lean on Xie Qingxun's arms anymore. She struggled to push him away. Because of her escape, Xie Qingxun was forced to separate from her and slowly raised his eyelashes.
Qu Yaoyao fell to the ground and retreated in embarrassment, her face turning pale from the pain of the wound.
"What are you doing..." She stuttered.
Xie Qingxun stared at her, her bloodstained lips were ghostly red, and were scratched by his raised hand.
Qu Yaoyao didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that Xie Qingxun was different now, like a completely different person. Suspecting that Xie Qingxun was possessed by the golden dragon on the top of the tower, Qu Yaoyao swallowed and, when Xie Qingxun approached again, she secretly chanted the soul-dispelling spell.
"Ah." The spell was only halfway done when Qu Yaoyao's hand was suddenly grabbed by Xie Qingxun.
Xie Qingxun's lips and teeth were filled with the lotus fragrance of Qu Yaoyao's blood. His suspicions were already largely confirmed. With only one step left, Xie Qingxun pulled Qu Yaoyao into his arms, grasped her chin, lifted her up, and pressed his face against hers.
Their soft lips pressed together, one warm and one cool, before they entangled further. Qu Yaoyao's mind went blank as she felt something pry open her teeth and burrow in, stealing her breath and occupying her territory, forcing her to breathe hard.
After transforming for several days, she had never seen anyone touch her like this. As a simple little snow lotus, she didn't know what this behavior was called.
There were so many questions she wanted to ask, but Xie Qingxun blocked her mouth and didn't give her a chance to speak. Pinching Qu Yaoyao's chin, Xie Qingxun controlled the girl in his arms and kissed her slowly, as if savoring something.
It was sweet. Even without blood, Xie Qingxun could still taste the faint lotus fragrance as he sucked Qu Yaoyao's lips. To confirm his guess, he kissed her deeper and deeper, forcing the little girl, who had never experienced this before, to be unable to resist and become limp in his arms.
Yes, he was not wrong.
Xie Qingxun kissed away the water stains on Qu Yaoyao's lips, feeling the evil spirit trapped within him dissipate bit by bit. Only the Cold Pond Snow Lotus could purify the evil spirit within him. Now Xie Qingxun could be certain that the floral fragrance in Qu Yaoyao's blood came from the lost Cold Pond Snow Lotus in Wangxu.
"What have you done with my flowers?" Xie Qingxun retreated slightly, his voice low, hoarse, and cold.
Even though they had just had the most passionate kiss, his indifferent eyes and eyebrows showed no emotion, and his coldness was frightening.
Qu Yaoyao was so dazed she didn't hear him clearly. She only felt her lips tingling and numb, as if they had been sucked. Finally getting a moment to breathe, she opened her mouth slightly with a dazed look in her eyes, not bothering to respond.
As soon as the lotus fragrance between his lips and teeth dissipated, Xie Qingxun leaned closer again.
It was clearly an intimate act between lovers, but Xie Qingxun acted as if he was completing a mission. Or perhaps, he kissed Qu Yaoyao to test whether the snow lotus was inside her, or to purify the evil spirit from her body.
As soon as the evil spirit dissipated, he decisively withdrew and let the person go.
"I'll deal with you when I get back." When letting go of Qu Yaoyao, Xie Qingxun bit Qu Yaoyao's lips fiercely and murmured these words in a low voice.
Now he no longer needs Qu Yaoyao to help him get the dragon ball.
With the help of Qu Yaoyao's blood, Xie Qingxun's evil spirit vanished, and the Dragon Cloud Tower's hold on him ceased. Standing still for a moment, he tilted his head back and moved his neck, feeling his cultivation rapidly recover.
It's time to crush the golden dragon that should have been dead.
Xie Qingxun's lips curled up, his murderous desire bringing his disguise to life. Before leaving, he knelt in front of Qu Yaoyao. The girl he had plundered was now leaning against a pillar, panting heavily, clearly still conscious.
Well, let her stay here first.
"Be good and wait for me to come back." He raised his fingers to smooth her hair, then Xie Qingxun rubbed the corner of her lips with his fingertips, then leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
This wasn't just a simple kiss, but a tracking technique that Xie Qingxun had secretly cast on Qu Yaoyao. The silly girl didn't understand anything and thought he was expressing his concern for her and his affection for her.
Her pale cheeks were now a little red from the kiss just now, and she softly warned, "You have to be careful."
"Um."
Xie Qingxun stood up and took two steps before Qu Yaoyao grabbed his clothes again. Her emotions were written all over her face. She tilted her head and asked him anxiously, "You, you won't abandon me, right?"
"Won't."
Maybe before, but now, for the snow lotus in her body, he will never abandon her.
“…”
Xie Qingxun's body has the strength of an Immortal Lord. Even though he is injured now, there are few people in the entire cultivation world who can beat him, let alone the remnant of a golden dragon.
With just a simple formation, Xie Qingxun subdued the golden dragon. The miserable dragon roar resounded throughout the Cloud Tower and even reached outside the Dragon Cloud Tower.
"What's that noise?"
"It's a dragon! I heard a dragon roar. Didn't they say that the ancient dragon clan had been slaughtered and exterminated long ago?"
When a group of cultivators were attracted by the dragon's roar and came towards the Cloud Tower, Qu Yaoyao at the bottom of the tower was disturbed by the dragon's roar and was worried that Xie Qingxun could not defeat it.
She knew Xie Qingxun was powerful, but she had also fought against the Golden Dragon before, and knew how powerful this lingering aura was. It was definitely not something an ordinary cultivator could handle. On the one hand, she was worried about Xie Qingxun getting hurt, and on the other hand, she was also worried that Xie Qingxun would abandon her and leave the tower alone. After much deliberation, Qu Yaoyao decided to go to the top of the tower to take a look, so she struggled to stand up, holding on to the stone pillar.
"roar--"
At the top of the tower, the remnant soul of the golden dragon was covered with wounds and began to crack and dissipate.
When Qu Yaoyao climbed to the top of the tower, she saw Xie Qingxun leaping to grab the dragon in the air. His red clothes fluttered, and his black hair was hanging down. For a moment, Qu Yaoyao felt that his back looked like Chong'an.
Bang--
The dragon ball left the tower and the tower began to shake violently.
Under the strong golden light, Xie Qingxun stood high in the air and looked down at the beads in his palm. Not knowing what he was thinking, he clenched his five fingers and began to exert force.
In recent days, the evil spirit within his body has been spiraling out of control, almost to the point of exposing a flaw. Having no other options, he came to the Dragon Cloud Tower in search of the Dragon Ball, hoping to use it to seal the evil spirit within him.
This is a very cruel method. Not only will it seriously injure him, but it will also make him feel sick. After all, the dragon clan's things are too dirty, and he will feel uncomfortable all over when using them.
What made him give up the idea?
It was Qu Yaoyao who broke in.
After he forcibly tore open the protective barrier of the Longyun Tower, he could have forced himself to obtain the dragon ball as quickly as possible, but he never expected that Qu Yaoyao would fall directly on him, causing his body to be covered with wounds and tearing with pain, making his already serious internal injuries even worse.
"Qu Yaoyao." Murmuring the name, Xie Qingxun looked at Longzhu and smiled.
By accident, he found the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old snow lotus on Qu Yaoyao. Could it be considered that God was finally willing to help him?
Pop.
The dragon ball in his hand shattered.
In ancient times, the Shenlong clan dominated several realms, enjoying unparalleled prestige and glory. Now that the Shenlong clan has long been extinct, the Dragon Ball, the supreme symbol of the dragon clan, is a rare treasure. Once it is unearthed, it will shake the entire cultivation world.
But such a rare bead was ruthlessly crushed into powder by Xie Qingxun.
"Are you familiar with it?" He let the pearl powder slip through his fingers and slowly sprinkled it in front of the golden dragon's remnant soul. His tone was slow, gentle and extremely pleasant. "I don't know how many dragon balls like this I have crushed."
The dragon roared sadly, and the golden dragon could only watch the dragon ball turn into powder, unable to do anything.
Feeling someone approaching, Xie Qingxun turned his head and saw Qu Yaoyao. Due to the distance, Qu Yaoyao could only see Xie Qingxun's movements but could not hear what he said to Jinlong.
"You're here just in time." Xie Qingxun walked towards Qu Yaoyao.
Qu Yaoyao was still in shock as Xie Qingxun crushed the dragon ball, watching him teleport in front of her. The next second, an arm wrapped around her waist. Xie Qingxun lifted her up and tucked her into his arms. He nuzzled her hair with his chin and said, "Aren't you always worried that I'd leave you here?"
The golden light inside the tower was so bright that a cold wind blew up.
Amidst the sorrowful dragon roar, Xie Qingxun's voice was faintly audible, "I will take you away from here right now."
The tower shook more and more violently. Qu Yaoyao clutched Xie Qingxun's clothes in fear. Before she could come to her senses, she saw Xie Qingxun throw his folding fan. With just two impacts, the solid tower top collapsed and a huge crack appeared. The starry night sky was just within reach...
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Xie Qingxun brought Qu Yaoyao out of Longyun Tower.
When the two came out, the outside of the tower was full of cultivators. When they saw the tower roof collapse and people coming out, they all drew their magic swords in vigilance.
Xie Qingxun's red robe fluttered, and he had put on a mask before leaving the tower. He glanced at the people outside the tower and hugged Qu Yaoyao tightly, completely covering her under his wide sleeves.
"This is the demon who broke into Longyun Tower a few days ago. He's still alive. Everyone, hurry up and catch him!"
"Whoever dares to destroy the ancient divine tower, I will tear you into pieces if I catch you." In major events, the cultivators have always united and helped each other, driving their magic weapons to attack Xie Qingxun together.
They never imagined that the evil spirit they were talking about was none other than the unrivaled Immortal Master Qingxi. Xie Qingxun didn't take them seriously at all. He just waved his sleeves and smoke filled the air, trapping the group of people in place in an instant.
“Roar——” In the Longyun Tower, the remaining breath of the golden dragon collapsed and dissipated, uttering its final farewell.
The cultivators were trapped in the fog and could not find any trace of Xie Qingxun. They were attracted by the dragon's roar. Someone gasped and pointed tremblingly upwards, "Everyone, look, what is that?"
Golden light shot up into the sky, and the remaining breath of the golden dragon dissipated into tiny specks of starlight, which scattered from the tower and gathered in the sky, forming a sentence:
【The devil is born, and great disaster is coming.】
“…”
The devil is born and a disaster is about to happen.
Outside the forest, in the Yunta Town Inn, Xie Qingxun stood quietly by the window.
The red clothes on his body were darkened by bloodstains. He looked up at the golden characters hanging high in the sky and slowly read out these eight words.
Di Shu was condensing in the room. He stood behind Xie Qingxun and also looked at the warning in the sky. He said worriedly: "There are so many cultivators who saw this sentence. Will this be disadvantageous to you..."
"What harm could there be?" Xie Qingxun said with a cold smile, "Whether the demon god has appeared or not, they will know for sure if they go to Kunlun."
Di Shu didn't dare to reply. The Kunlun Mountain Xie Qingxun mentioned was the place where the ancient demon god was sealed and imprisoned, and it was also a legend in the current cultivation world. Some cultivators had spent hundreds of years searching for Kunlun, but they could not find this legendary sacred mountain in both the upper and lower realms.
There is no Kunlun in this world.
If Kunlun does not appear, the devil will not appear.
Xie Qingxun asked, "Is everything cleaned up?"
Di Shu said, "My disciples have eliminated all the cultivators who followed you into the town."
"not enough."
Xie Qingxun frowned, "When I tore open the barrier of the Dragon Cloud Tower, someone saw Qu Yaoyao being dragged into the tower. Find a way to silence these people."
The so-called silencing methods are to erase the memory and to kill the person.
There were quite a few cultivators who saw Qu Yaoyao being dragged into the Longyun Tower that day. Di Shu could easily erase the memories of some of those with low cultivation levels, but for some of those with high cultivation levels, it was not that Di Shu was incapable of silencing them, but it would be very troublesome if cultivators like these were silenced, and it might also involve the major immortal cultivation families.
"Master, why do you still care about Qu Yaoyao?" In Di Shu's eyes, Qu Yaoyao was the scapegoat and would die sooner or later, so there was no need to bother saving her.
Xie Qingxun glanced at him and asked, "When did I ever say I wanted her to die?"
Di Shu was stunned, "But before we..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted. Xie Qingxun said, "Qu Yaoyao can't die now."
Not only can you not die, you must also live, and live well.
At this moment, in the guest room separated by a wall, Qu Yaoyao was unconscious. As soon as she came out of Longyun Tower, she fainted in Xie Qingxun's arms. She was unaware of the chaos outside, and naturally could not see the golden warning characters that appeared in the sky.
In ancient times, the dragon race ruled the world and was incredibly powerful. The remnant of spirit that remained within the Dragon Cloud Tower wasn't the most powerful, but the golden inscriptions it emitted broke through the barrier between the upper and lower realms, allowing those in the upper realm to see it without even having to travel to the lower realm.
【The devil is born, and great disaster is coming.】
These eight words hung high in the sky for a whole night, enough for half of the cultivation world to see.
When Qu Yaoyao woke up, the eight words had disappeared. She was lying on the couch with her back naked, and the wounds on her body had been bandaged and covered with medicine.
It was daytime, and the weather outside was perfect. Dazzling sunlight streamed in through the window, hitting Qu Yaoyao's face. Having been in Longyun Tower for so long, she couldn't adjust to the light. She raised her hand to shield her eyes and slowly sat up from the couch.
"Have I really... come out?" Looking around at the furnishings in the room, Qu Yaoyao was still a little bit in disbelief.
In fact, her consciousness had been blurring since she had forced herself to reach the top of the tower last night. Now, when Qu Yaoyao recalled Xie Qingxun holding her and rushing out of the tower, she always felt that it was like an unreal dream.
Qu Yaoyao stood up from the couch and walked towards the window.
Before she opened the window, she heard the noise downstairs. She slowly pushed open the window with trembling hands, and the sunlight came in. Qu Yaoyao saw flags on the tall buildings opposite, a flock of birds flying in the sky, people coming and going on the streets, and the aroma of food wafting in from the restaurant next door.
Qu Yaoyao looked into the distance. The octagonal tower that was originally hidden in the mountains and forests had now become dilapidated, as if it had lost its soul.
"Awake?" The door was pushed open from the outside.
Xie Qingxun had placed restrictions on the room, and the opening and closing of the windows and doors were all under his surveillance. Thinking Qu Yaoyao was trying to escape, he entered without knocking, only to find her lying by the window, looking at the scenery, her collar wide open and pulled back to her arms, with no intention of covering herself up at all.
"Thank you, sir!" As soon as Qu Yaoyao saw Xie Qingxun, her face was filled with joy and she ran towards him anxiously.
No matter how many words she said, they would all seem inadequate. At this moment, a hug would best express her gratitude and joy to her benefactor, so she threw herself directly into Xie Qingxun's arms, hugged him tightly regardless of the injuries on her body, and rubbed her head with excited sobs.
"We are out. This is not a dream."
Qu Yaoyao hugged Xie Qingxun's waist, jumped a few times and praised him, "Mr. Xie En is really amazing. You didn't abandon me. You are a good person. I really don't know how to repay you!"
From "you" to "you", this seemingly more and more respectful address did not make Xie Qingxun feel happy.
Xie Qingxun didn't expect Qu Yaoyao to hug him suddenly. He didn't have time to defend himself and was hugged tightly by her, and his clothes were wrinkled.
"Let go." Unable to empathize with Qu Yaoyao, he raised his hand to push away the person holding him, but his touch was the girl's smooth skin. After this struggle, Qu Yaoyao's clothes had completely slipped from her arms, revealing most of her back.
But the girl herself didn't think there was anything wrong. She held him tightly and refused to let go without blushing or getting nervous. If Qu Yaoyao's eyes hadn't been so clear, Xie Qingxun would have thought she had some ulterior motive.
It's just that it's not right.
Xie Qingxun lowered his eyes to look at Qu Yaoyao's small face. Although he had only met Qu Yaoyao a few times over the years and didn't know her well, he clearly remembered that Qu Yaoyao had taken off her clothes and done seductive things in front of him, and she would never look as confused as she does now.
Thinking of this, Xie Qingxun did not loosen his hand on Qu Yaoyao's shoulder, but instead moved it to clasp the back of her neck.
Qu Yaoyao's joy hadn't yet faded when her back suddenly started to itch, causing her chin to lift. Xie Qingxun leaned in closer, his lips curled as he spoke in a low, seductive voice, "I have a way for you to repay me, but I don't know if you're willing."
"What method?" Qu Yaoyao's eyes were round. The other person had saved her life many times, so there was nothing she wouldn't want to do.
Xie Qingxun said nothing, his eyes fixed on her lips, the hint was obvious.
Seeing Qu Yaoyao's eyelashes trembling as if she didn't understand, he paused, lowered his face even lower, and brushed his thin lips against the corner of her lips.
Qu Yaoyao shrank her neck, neither retreating nor dodging.
Last night, Xie Qingxun's kiss was too sudden, leaving Qu Yaoyao no time to react. Today, he deliberately slowed down each of his movements, with full aggression, giving Qu Yaoyao ample opportunity to resist. However, even when Xie Qingxun pressed his lips against hers, Qu Yaoyao still did not react.
She is not 'Qu Yaoyao'.
Xie Qingxun had the answer in his mind, and he quickly pulled away, pushing Qu Yaoyao out of his arms.
Qu Yaoyao looked at Xie Qingxun with a puzzled expression, "My benefactor, you haven't told me yet. How should I repay you?"
Xie Qingxun wiped his lips with the back of his hand, gave her a dark look, and then clasped her neck with his backhand. The question was on the tip of his tongue, but Xie Qingxun swallowed it back as if he had thought of something.
Under Qu Yaoyao's slightly startled gaze, he let go of her neck and pulled her clothes, saying coldly, "If you dress so disheveled again next time, I will strangle you to death."
I see.
Qu Yaoyao relaxed her body, showing a sweet and soft smile and said flatteringly: "Then I will wear it properly, please don't pinch me."
No one had ever dared to speak like this in front of him. Xie Qingxun's eyelids jumped when he heard it, and he hurriedly helped Qu Yaoyao tidy up her clothes and left.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xie Qingxun originally decided to take Qu Yaoyao back to the upper realm that day. However, Qu Yaoyao was seriously injured and was not in good spirits. If he forced her to go back, he would have to hold her in his arms all the way. Xie Qingxun was unwilling to do that, so he decided to stay in Yunta Town for two more days and observe the surge of surrounding forces.
Qu Yaoyao had no idea what Xie Qingxun was up to, but the more she spent time with him, the better he seemed to her. For the past two days, Xie Qingxun had deliberately concealed Di Shu, who had remained in the shadows. The more she watched, the more strange the relationship between her master and Qu Yaoyao seemed to her.
For example, when Qu Yaoyao talked, she always liked to grab people's clothes, but her master, who never liked being touched, didn't react at all. Another example was that Qu Yaoyao ignored Xie Qingxun's indifference and talked and laughed to him. Although her master, who always liked quietness, didn't listen to what she said, he didn't stop her. Occasionally, when he was really annoyed, he would say "shut up" to Qu Yaoyao. Qu Yaoyao would shut up obediently, but after a while she couldn't help but pull the person's sleeve.
Since the Golden Dragon's appearance, Yunta Town had enjoyed only one brief day of sunny weather. With the disappearance of the golden inscription, the sky quickly turned gloomy again. A blizzard swept through, stirring up the snow monsters and demons. Almost as soon as night fell, every household remained indoors, and the streets were deserted.
"Why is it getting worse and worse?" Qu Yaoyao sat in the lobby downstairs wrapped in a cloak, holding her chin and looking at the snow scene outside the window.
In such blizzard weather, the snow is so thick that it reaches above the ankles, making walking extremely difficult.
Xie Qingxun sat opposite Qu Yaoyao, not interested in the snowy scene outside. He knocked on the table to signal Qu Yaoyao to come back to her senses, "Eat quickly."
Qu Yaoyao lifted the mask on her face, quickly stuffed a big mouthful of food into her mouth, and looked at Xie Qingxun with her cheeks puffed out.
"You don't want to eat?"
Xie Qingxun glanced at Qu Yaoyao and expressed his refusal with silence.
Qu Yaoyao didn't care about his indifference at all. She chatted with him while eating and tried to persuade him: "Actually, you don't have to come and have dinner with me. I can do it myself."
Qu Yaoyao's face was eye-catching. She thought Xie Qingxun was worried that she would be caught by the cultivators, but she didn't know that Xie Qingxun did this just to monitor her.
"Accompany?" Xie Qingxun repeated the word playfully, his hypocrisy carried through to the end with a seductive smile. "I want to accompany you well. I won't feel at ease unless you are under my watch."
Qu Yaoyao believed it, her bright smile hidden by the mask, and she only said sweetly, "You are so nice."
She thought that Chong'an might have been wrong, and this Mr. Xie En was really a very good person.
"Ah——" Suddenly, a scream came from outside the window.
When Qu Yaoyao came back to her senses, she saw a woman standing in pain on the snow on the street. The petite woman was buried up to her calves in the snow. She was anxiously trying to pull her legs out, but was unable to move.
"There is something under the snow grabbing my feet, help!" The woman dug at the snow a few times and fell to the ground in fright.
As she fell, the snow sank, almost covering most of her. A skeleton hand emerged from the snow and disappeared very quickly. The captured girl screamed and kept shouting, "So many hands, so many skeleton hands under the snow, someone come and save me!"
The town had experienced several invasions by evil spirits and had already suffered heavy casualties and was unable to take care of itself. When the pedestrians around heard her say this, they were frightened and retreated and fled. Only a very few people ran over to help, but they were also caught by the skeleton hands and fell to the ground, and a layer of blood instantly seeped into the snow.
Xie Qingxun watched indifferently, secretly sighing at the early awakening of the Hell Ghost Hand. His peripheral vision flickered, and he heard the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground, and a white shadow quickly rushed out from in front of him.
"Qu..." Yaoyao couldn't utter the word. Xie Qingxun watched the person rush out of the window, leaving only the cloak hanging by the window.
The blizzard continued, and the girl fell into the snow, floating down like a butterfly spreading its wings and flying.
Not caring about the injuries on her body, Qu Yaoyao cast a spell and threw the talisman paper onto the snow. Due to the excessive movement, the wound on her shoulder blade was torn.
"Everyone, get up quickly." Seeing the ghost hand retreat, Qu Yaoyao hurried to help the person who fell to the ground.
She didn't realize that the lotus fragrance in her blood had a fatal attraction to evil spirits. Those ghost hands only disappeared for a moment before rushing out of the snow and grabbing Qu Yaoyao.
Bang--
Because of the mask's obstruction, the ghost hand's sharp nails failed to scratch Qu Yaoyao's cheek, but it shattered the mask. The moment the mask fell off, a folding fan flew out of the window and hit the ghost hand, which instantly turned into evil spirit and dissipated.
Noticing that there were cultivators rushing over, Xie Qingxun grabbed the cloak by the window with a cold face, teleported to her side and covered her face with it.
Qu Yaoyao was fully focused on saving people, and she pulled at her cloak to see if those mortals could be saved, but Xie Qingxun grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms.
"Come back with me." Without giving Qu Yaoyao a chance to react, Xie Qingxun took her directly back to the guest room.
Qu Yaoyao didn't know how to read people's expressions, and she didn't see Xie Qingxun's bad mood at all. Even after she was thrown onto the couch, she was still thinking about the injured people outside, "Did they escape? Were those ghost hands completely eliminated?"
The room was filled with the fragrance of lotus. Qu Yaoyao's clothes on her back were stained red with blood, but she was unaware of it.
Xie Qingxun had a stern face, trying his best to suppress his temper and asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"
"What?" Qu Yaoyao was a beat late.
Noticing Xie Qingxun's gaze, she looked at her shoulder and gasped. The pain that she had just ignored became more and more intense, and her face soon turned pale.
That day, when he was applying medicine to her, she bit his clothes and refused to let go. She was sweating and sobbing in pain, but she kept trying to get into his arms, saying that she never wanted to get hurt again. Just a few days later, this person had forgotten what he said, rushing out to save people faster than anyone else, without considering his own weight.
"Do you really have a heart like a bodhisattva, coming to the lower world to save people from suffering?" Xie Qingxun mocked.
Qu Yaoyao covered her arm and hurriedly leaned towards him. Knowing that she was in the wrong, she could only move closer to him in a soft voice: "Thank you, Lord. Thank you, Lord. It hurts so much."
Looking at the girl who came close to him, Xie Qingxun hummed and smoothed her hair, then asked in a warm and concerned voice, "Does it hurt?"
Qu Yaoyao nodded and said pitifully, "It really hurts, oooh..."
Before she could finish her pitiful words, Xie Qingxun suddenly smiled. Patting Qu Yaoyao on the head, he soothed her in a gentle tone, "Be good, just bear with the pain for now."
No pain, no lesson learned.
Qu Yaoyao opened her eyes wide and watched Xie Qingxun turn around and leave mercilessly, as if he really had no intention of caring about her.
As soon as the door closed, Di Shu appeared beside Xie Qingxun. Smelling the lotus fragrance wafting from the room, Di Shu felt refreshed and couldn't help but take a few more breaths. He asked curiously, "Master, are you really going to leave her alone?"
How can I not care?
The overly strong lotus fragrance would quickly attract all sorts of trouble. Xie Qingxun said coldly, "Go guard outside and don't let anyone from the Medicine King Sect get close to here."
Just now, Qu Yaoyao's mask fell off, and some cultivator must have recognized her identity.
During the time that Qu Yaoyao was on the run, not only did Xie Qingxun release the Green Emperor's Order, but the Medicine King Sect, which hated Qu Yaoyao to the core, also placed a bounty order in both the upper and lower realms. If he was not mistaken, the Medicine King Sect would definitely come to arrest her tonight.
It seems I can't stay here anymore.
After taking off his red clothes, Xie Qingxun went back to the house and changed into a plain white robe, subduing the gloomy look around him.
When he returned to Qu Yaoyao's room, she was sitting in front of the mirror, her clothes half-undressed, trying to apply the medicine herself. When she heard the door open, her smile froze as she saw the figure, and the medicine bottle in her hand fell to the ground with a snap.
"What are you looking at?" Xie Qingxun walked closer. Although he had changed his clothes, he was still wearing a fake face.
Xie Qingxun's voice was different from Qingxi Immortal Venerable's. Having descended to the mortal realm, he had deliberately altered his tone. As he spoke, Qu Yaoyao blinked, regaining her composure, and hesitated before saying, "Your clothes seem..."
Qu Yaoyao was used to seeing Xie Qingxun in red, so when she saw him in white, she actually mistook him for the Immortal Qingxi.
No, it's impossible.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Qu Yaoyao shattered it. Xie Qingxun bent down to pick up the medicine bottle on the ground, raised an eyebrow and asked her, "What does it look like?"
Qu Yaoyao didn't dare to say that name. She touched her nose and leaned over the table, changing the subject and said aggrievedly, "I thought you didn't care about me anymore."
Xie Qingxun's eyelashes trembled, and for some reason he recalled the time in the Delusion Ruins earlier when this girl had fiercely pushed him away, sobbing and throwing a tantrum, saying she didn't want him to care. So what was this all about now?
With a smile on his lips, Xie Qingxun thought that when the truth came out, she would probably cry again.
“…”
Just as Xie Qingxun expected, dozens of cultivators launched a surprise attack that night, all of them were from the Medicine King Sect.
What was surprising was that the Medicine King Sect actually sent Hua Er directly. He was Hua Tianhai's adopted son. He had followed Hua Tianhai since he was a child and was deeply trusted by him. He had a high level of cultivation and was quite capable, unlike Hua Song, the dead waste.
"Trouble." After taking off the mask, Xie Qingxun stood by the window with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the swaying black shadow downstairs.
Back then, he had asked Qu Yaoyao to take the blame, doing everything he could to avoid her survival. He had never imagined the situation would turn out like this. Now, the Medicine King Sect had clearly decided to kill Qu Yaoyao, and with her identity still unknown, she possessed the Cold Pond Snow Lotus. He couldn't allow anything to happen to her until everything was fully clarified.
"What should I do?" Xie Qingxun pressed his forehead with a headache.
Late at night, Qu Yaoyao lay on the couch and couldn't fall asleep.
Xie Qingxun appeared before her eyes one moment, dressed in red, the next moment, he was standing before her in white. Things she had previously overlooked came back to her mind bit by bit, and Qu Yaoyao remembered that Xie Qingxun seemed to have called himself "this seat" or "this lord" in front of her.
She seemed to have only heard this name from the Immortal Master Qingxi.
"Xie Qingxun... Immortal Qingxi." Qu Yaoyao repeated these two names. Maybe she was overly sensitive, but she kept dwelling on the word "Qing".
"Chong'an."
"Chong'an, are you back?" Qu Yaoyao shook the pendant, wanting Chong'an to help her make a decision.
Unable to sleep, she sighed and walked to the window, wanting to get some fresh air, but she happened to see Xie Qingxun's figure flash by downstairs. Qu Yaoyao straightened her body, hesitated for a moment, and then jumped out of the window to chase him.
A few miles away from the inn, Di Shu was kneeling on the ground in a panic, with a knife threateningly placed against his neck.
"Why are you stopping my sect from capturing Qu Yaoyao? What are you thinking, Di Shu?"
"Speak!" Hua Er said viciously, "Who asked you to come here to protect that witch?"
"Yes, it's me."
A blue light blazed directly at Hua Er, forcing him back several meters. Pressure from a superior loomed. Xie Qingxun, masked, appeared before Di Shu and said coldly, "It is I who wish to protect Qu Yaoyao. What do you, Yaowang Sect, want?"
“…”
Qu Yaoyao stepped deep and shallow in the snow, looking for Xie Qingxun's traces.
"Why is he gone?" There were no footprints on the ground, which made her unable to judge. Until she heard a noise coming from the bamboo forest to her right, she quietly approached and saw Xie Qingxun grab Hua Er's neck, lift him up, and slam him to the ground without mercy.
Bang--
Snowflakes flew everywhere.
Hua Er felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and it took him a long time to get up from the ground. Knowing that he was no match for Qing Xi Xianzun, he spat out a mouthful of blood and suppressed his temper, saying, "Let's go!"
In that case, they don't mind making a big deal out of this.
Dozens of cultivators appeared and disappeared without a trace, vanishing just as quickly. Qu Yaoyao hid behind a bamboo tree, only seeing the latter part. She thought Xie Qingxun had "protected" her again.
"Thank you..." Although Qu Yaoyao was a little afraid of his previous move, she still wanted to come forward to express her gratitude.
When she approached Xie Qingxun and was about to call him, Xie Qingxun raised his hand to take off the mask on his face.
The cold wind blew, ruffling his robes and revealing his unobstructed face. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were frosty, and his temperament was pure and clear. Sensing someone approaching, he tilted his head slightly, and his eyes met Qu Yaoyao's.
Qu Yaoyao: “……!”
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