Chapter 98 Tangled little thoughts
He Qing took Su Guang back to Liangzhou City. Although the city was no longer a city, the people living here were still there, and the situation was not much different from when He Qing left.
There are ruins everywhere, and there are ruins wherever you go. Moreover, after the people in Lingshan left, the place is even more mixed, with little-known immortal sects, demonic cultivators who are not hiding their disguises, and there is no distinction between them when it comes to evil intentions. , grabbing one person and asking about the affairs of Qi Guan's family and the monster, which made the people in the city miserable.
He Qing originally wanted to stop in Liangzhou City for a rest, but seeing this situation, he could only find a dilapidated temple to stay outside the city.
"Fortunately, I still have this Calming Pill with me." He Qing took out a small gourd from the storage bag, and while taking out the pill from it, he sighed: "I really don't know what will happen tomorrow. How could I know that it will be useful at that time?" It's time."
Su Guang was sitting under the pillars of the dilapidated temple with mottled red paint. He looked a little exhausted, but he still smiled and responded: "Master actually carries the things given by the second son of Qi Guan with him every day. My disciple is so envious."
He Qing was very aware of Su Guang's temperament, but when he talked to him, he didn't know what words were waiting for him, so he simply opened his jaw and roughly threw the Jingqi Pill in: "Then you are envious. "
Su Guang didn't feel dissatisfied. He grabbed He Qing's sleeve with his backhand and said weakly: "Master, I feel uncomfortable."
He Qing didn't look at him and couldn't get away, so he sat cross-legged beside him, straightened his robes and said, "I'm still feeling uncomfortable. This time my vitality was seriously injured, and my cultivation is slow to recover. I still have to give in." If you use it, I have to serve you. I really owe you."
The phrase "give it to you" is obviously emphasized compared to "serve you". It is obvious that dividing the cultivation level is the thing that He Qing can't let go of the most. It makes her feel more uncomfortable than hurting her vitality and serving others. .
But it was obviously complaints one after another that fell in Su Guang's ears, but it seemed like a woman in a certain village was talking about her man, which made him feel very comfortable.
Su Guang shamelessly leaned over, rested his head on He Qing's shoulder, and sighed: "Master always has a hard mouth and a soft heart. I don't see you abandoning me with such disgust."
"..." He Qing's body stiffened slightly.
These days, Su Guang has been clinging to her more and more. Although it is not harassment with hands and feet, there are so many small movements like leaning against her that He Qing is a little suspicious of Su Guang, who is seriously injured. Is the appearance just fake?
What made it difficult for her not to care was that after the kiss, Su Guang didn't express any opinion. It seemed that to him, he was just a stamp. On the contrary, it made He Qing who was seduced feel uncomfortable. At a loss.
When he thought of this, He Qing panicked, shrugged his shoulders and pushed him away, and said seriously: "You still haven't told me what you want to do in Santuchuan."
Su Guang touched his red cheeks, glanced at He Qing a little aggrievedly, then leaned back against the pillar, looked up at the beam of light falling from the dilapidated roof, and said in a casual tone: "That's me I was injured on the way here, so I naturally had to go there to heal.”
He Qing couldn't hold back, but turned his head and glanced at Su Guang quickly. He saw his right hand resting leisurely on his bent right knee. The beam of light was shining on him. Under the flickering dust, his delicate face was glowing. Soft light, no sadness or joy in the eyes, like a god, so beautiful that no one dares to blaspheme.
"..." He Qing looked back awkwardly and said uncomfortably: "We will set off after I finish adjusting my breath." In the end, Su Guang suffered because of her. Even if it was to hide his tangled emotions, You shouldn't have said such chilling words.
He Qing's guilt emerged again.
Recalling that after my cultivation had recovered a little, I wanted to repair the forbidden curse on his chest, but when I opened my robe, I saw that there was not even a trace of the curse mark left, so now I have to rely on He Qing every time to repair it. By channeling his spiritual energy and cultivation three times a day, he could barely confuse his demonic energy to the level of an ordinary demonic cultivator. But this is not a long-term solution after all. If it is true as Su Guang said, Santuchuan has a way to restore him, then reaching Santuchuan as soon as possible can fundamentally solve the problem.
Just as he was thinking about it, He Qing suddenly felt that several demonic cultivators were coming from outside the ruined temple, and they were coming in a majestic manner. They even exuded their own aura from a distance, as if they were greeting the people in the temple.
This is not the first time that He and Qing came out of Yuling Palace. They came for the monsters below Yuling Palace.
He Qing's face darkened and he didn't say anything. He just placed a barrier around Su Guang's body and walked out alone.
Across the barrier, Su Guang looked at He Qing's leaving figure, his eyes softened, and there was a tenderness in it that he himself had never understood.
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Outside the dilapidated temple, there were three men and two women, all with skinny cheeks and dark-purple lips. It was obvious at a glance that they were not demon cultivators practicing through normal methods.
He Qing stood tall with Yiying in his left hand, standing expressionlessly in front of the crumbling plaque at the entrance of the ruined temple, and said meekly: "Looking for me?"
The leading male cultivator cupped his hands and said respectfully: "I heard that the head of He Qing was killing everyone in the Yuling Palace, broke into their forbidden area, killed their leader, and broke the seal below, so I came here to express my gratitude to He Qing. Master Qing expresses his admiration."
The male cultivator's attitude seemed very polite, but while he was speaking, the other four demonic cultivators had gradually approached, surrounding He Qing in a fan shape, and stopped just outside the attack range of He Qing's whisk.
He Qing twitched the corners of his lips with a smile: "I got it, you can go."
The leading male cultivator took out the folding fan from his waist and opened it. He fanned himself in front of himself in a cool manner and said, "Headmaster Heqing looks like he has reached the level of transcending tribulations as rumored. But he was injured in Yuling Palace?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wind blade flew out and cut the folding fan into two pieces. Seeing this, the five demon cultivators immediately retreated some distance.
He Qing sighed helplessly: "I am injured, not dead, so you have to come and try it out?"
He Qing's attack didn't even take off, and the surrounding air didn't fluctuate at all. This could only be accomplished by a monk with a very high level of cultivation and the use of spiritual power techniques to the extreme. The five demon cultivators couldn't help but sweat dripping down their backs. .
After some eye contact, another male cultivator boldly threatened: "I advise you to be smart and hand over the sealed monster to us, otherwise..."
"Otherwise?" He Qing slowly took a step forward, and the five demon cultivators immediately took a step back, making He Qing laugh: "I advise you to go back and tell others, just one sentence, Warcraft, It's impossible for me to give it to you. You have to rob it and pay for it with your life."
"What a shame!" a female cultivator scolded, "I don't believe you can fight one against five!" After saying that, she rushed forward with a whip.
(End of chapter)