"Yes, I do!"
He was just joking, but Rong Yu stared at him intently, his expression very serious.
If someone really wants it, then they should really go and get it for him.
Geng Qi was slightly taken aback.
He had done this before; wasn't the mist that had merged with Feng Yuan the one Rong Yu had secretly given him?
"I was just kidding," Geng Qi quickly said. "What would I do with that? You can keep it for yourselves!"
Regardless of whether the so-called fragments of sacred artifacts are actually hidden in that forbidden area, even if they are, how easy would it be to obtain them?
Rong Yu is the young sect leader of Tianzhi Sect and a member of Shangxu Peak. If he were to commit embezzlement, who would tolerate him?
No longer thinking about what was on the back mountain, Geng Qi was leisurely carried back to Qingyou Pavilion, but couldn't help asking, "Why did you give me those things back then?"
Is it a genuine attempt to shift blame, or is there another motive?
At the time, everyone believed that the fragments of the sacred relic had fallen into the hands of the demon realm. There was absolutely no need for him to actually deliver the item to them. Did his actions mean that at that time, he, like himself, had developed different feelings for each other?
Before Rong Yu could answer, he started laughing to himself, causing the person who wanted to speak to swallow their words back down.
He shook his head helplessly and stepped into a bamboo grove.
A narrow path that could be crossed in a moment took him fifteen minutes to walk to reach its end.
Geng Qi was so happy to snuggle in his arms that he didn't say anything.
Even at the slowest pace, the road eventually comes to an end. Once inside the courtyard, Rong Yu was reluctant to put him down, but the boy stirred in his arms, swinging his legs and urging, "Quick, put me down, put me down!"
He practically jumped out of the person's arms and ran away quickly, showing no sign of being unable to walk.
He wasn't dissatisfied with the emptiness in his arms, but he was curious when he saw the boy's anxious expression.
Geng Qi stopped after running a short distance. Outside the courtyard wall of Qingyou Pavilion, which was made of white jade, a black crow flew in from the top of the wall and landed on the boy's slender arm.
Because his hand was raised a little higher, the wide sleeves slipped down, revealing a section of his forearm.
Her skin was as white as snow and as smooth as cream.
At this moment, the two dark claws stepping on the boy's hands became particularly conspicuous.
Rong Yu couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Geng Qi was completely unaware. He reached out and took the Shepu Bead from the crow's beak. Just as he was about to release the crow, a flash of black feathers appeared, and the crow flapped its wings and flew behind him. He turned around and saw that the black bird, which was originally a manifestation of his spiritual consciousness, was already being held in someone's palm.
"..."
He took the bead and ran over. Seeing Rong Yu staring at the crow without saying a word, and not wanting to take it, he said, "This is a messenger bird formed from the spirit of Mu Shan. It is used by the Demon Palace to transmit messages."
It was also because he didn't intend to hide it from him, otherwise the bird wouldn't have flown directly into Qingyou Pavilion and let Rong Yu see it.
These sentient birds have physical forms and can be discovered by anyone with a willing heart. Fortunately, they are not blocked by barriers, and disciples often use this method to transmit information back to the sect when they go out.
As for why it turned into a crow...
This is Kiyama's aesthetic sense; he doesn't understand it!
Rong Yu didn't pay attention to what news the bird brought, but simply looked up and asked, "Mu Shan?"
“My protector,” Geng Qi said.
Rong Yu stared back at the bird in his hand.
After a long silence, even though he hadn't done anything wrong, seeing him like this still made Geng Qi feel uneasy: "Wh...what's wrong?"
Rong Yu pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "During the few days I was out of seclusion, I could always see birds like these on Shangxu Peak."
Geng Qi: "..."
He came to "spy," and this person always knew?
Slightly widening his eyes, Geng Qi saw his smug smile and, not to be outdone, leaned closer: "Since you saw them, why didn't you chase them away?"
The appearance of the crow on the Immortal Peak was already abrupt. Even if he didn't find it strange, he should have understood why when he saw the Shepu Bead in the crow's beak.
This man knew perfectly well who was spying on him, even though the crows were carrying the seppuku beads to record his actions!
Rong Yu smiled faintly: "Were they here before I came out of seclusion?"
Geng Qi leaned closer: "Yes, I'm here every day, I come every day."
Even though there was nothing in Shepuzhu for three months, he still didn't lose any news about Shangxufeng.
Rong Yu's smile deepened, and Geng Qi added, "You still haven't answered me!"
His response was a warm embrace and a passionate kiss.
Because he wasn't tall enough, Geng Qi ended up standing on tiptoe.
He liked to hang from behind Rong Yu's neck because that posture seemed intimate, but actually hanging from the front would have made it seem even more intimate.
Rong Yu held the bird in one hand and hugged him with the other, kissing him repeatedly. The feelings hidden in his heart were about to overflow, and he could only convey them to him in this way.
No one can truly explain matters of the heart.
How did it come about? How did it take root in my heart? And how should I express it?
They missed each other. One waited in the Demon Palace every day for the messenger bird to bring back news, persisting even when there was no result. The other knew that letting the messenger bird roam freely on the mountain might cause the most serious consequences, but still couldn't bear to drive it away.
It turns out that they had already been in sync with each other back then!
It turns out that this love didn't require either person to pursue it relentlessly!
Geng Qi deepened the kiss until his hand could barely hold on, then he released him, panting, and said, "If that's the case, why did you go into seclusion? I didn't hurt you at all."
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