Chapter 117 Tacit understanding
The visitor stopped when he was still some distance away from He Qing and called out softly: "Master." It was a clear and unfamiliar voice with a hint of familiarity.
He Qing looked back in a daze, and frowned in confusion: "It's you again?" It's the disciple of the mountain sect who had met once before. He Qing couldn't help but muttered: "Isn't it such a coincidence that you are among the disciples who were transferred to Beifeng to help?"
The disciple lowered his eyes and replied respectfully: "That's exactly what it is."
He Qing closed his eyes and nodded: "What's your name?"
"The disciple's name is Xun Yao."
"Xun Yao..." He Qing murmured these two words. She didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly let out a chuckle. She slowly opened her eyes, looked at Xun Yao, who had his hands clasped in front of her, and waved. : "Come here."
"Yes." Xun Yao still lowered his head and walked forward to He Qing.
But before he could stand still, He Qing fell towards Xun Yao as if he couldn't stand still. After being caught by Xun Yao, He Qing barely hung on him.
He Qing hooked his hands around Xun Yao's neck and said in an ambiguous tone: "You really dare to come here? Have you never heard about me?"
Xun Yao held He Qing's waist, but did not look at her. He just asked warmly: "What does the real person mean?"
Xun Yao had a face that was so ordinary that you wouldn't be able to find it in a crowd. His long hair was tied into a bun on the back of his head. There were a few strands of hair hanging down on his temples, which fluttered slightly with He Qing's breathing. .
"Huh..." He Qing blew lightly into Xun Yao's ear and tilted his head and smiled: "The whole Lingshan knows that the head of the Yaoguang Sect likes young male disciples the most. Isn't it reasonable for you to approach me at this time? My favor, so that I can admit you?"
After hearing this, Xun Yao finally raised his eyes and looked at He Qing. His brown eyes, which were darker than ordinary people, were calm and unwavering, and he was not at all frightened by He Qing's words.
Xun Yao said: "How many male disciples has the real person favored?"
He Qing smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, her expression was more charming than ever before. She said vaguely: "There are always one or two, right? But there are only one or two male disciples of the Yaoguang sect. , do you want to be the third one?”
Xun Yao was silent, then lifted He Qing up, who was gradually falling. His chest rose and fell almost invisible, and then he said, "Master, you are drunk. I will send you back to your room."
"Oh?" He Qing stretched out the slender fingers of his left hand and lightly traced Xun Yao's chin: "You really want to send me back to my room? But even if I favor you, I won't let you in."
"..."
Xun Yao's facial muscles tightened visibly, and then he sighed. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a subtle spell fluctuation not far away, and then Gu Changnian's sword fell in the courtyard.
"Master?" Seeing the two people hugging each other under the corridor, Gu Changnian's expression changed drastically, and he immediately came over quickly and pulled He Qing away from Xun Yao.
But once he saw the blush on He Qing's cheeks and the hint of drunkenness in his eyes, Gu Changnian immediately realized what had happened. He held He Qing's arm stiffly and frowned: "Master, have you drank?"
"A little bit." He Qing blocked Gu Changnian's hand and turned around to leave: "Go and rest."
Seeing He Qing walking unsteadily, Gu Changnian could not rest assured. He quickly chased after He Qing and held him up: "Disciple, I will take you back."
"Tsk." He Qing made an impatient voice and pushed him away again: "I can do it myself."
Gu Changnian stopped talking and wanted to catch up again, but saw He Qing directly using the magic to disappear on the spot. It seemed that there was really no serious problem, so he had to give up.
When he turned around again, he saw that the disciple Xun Yao hadn't left yet, so he said with a little embarrassment: "Junior brother, my master has lost his temper a little after drinking. I'm sorry." Xun Yao said gently: "Senior brother Gu, please don't worry. I won’t take it to heart.”
Gu Changnian cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much. It's getting late, so you should rest early."
"yes."
Xun Yao left the corridor as Gu Changnian watched him off. When passing by the yard, the green cow in the corner cowshed let out a thick moo. Qing Niu then became quiet.
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It was also thanks to the drinking party of Yuntian Group that after He Qing finished drinking, he had the best sleep since Chuan Shu. He did not dream or wake up, and he slept until dawn.
Although there was some smoke from fireworks on his body, it was not a big problem. When they arrived at the martial arts stage, Guan Yue and Yuntian had already arrived. According to the conditions of the three people including He Qing, the other heads of Lingshan also They probably guessed that they had broken the rules, and the looks they gave them were a bit reproachful.
Although whether or not to observe the precepts depends on one's personal wishes, after all, during the conference, it is somewhat unreliable for three people to be leaders and drink openly.
Guanyue was naturally very ashamed, and took the initiative to say that after returning home, he would devote himself to purification and wash away the tackiness from his body. But He Qing is different from Yuntian. A person who does not belong to Lingshan stands far enough away and is thick-skinned. He can withstand any condemning look and do it in his face.
The second day of the Immortal Sect Conference was obviously a bit more chilling compared to the tepid first half of yesterday. The disciples on the stage no longer competed with each other, but paid more attention to strategies and tactics. They also attacked each other slightly harder, even several times. The fight will only end if Xuan Qingzi reminds them.
Compared with the worries of other Four Peaks leaders, He Qing is very tolerant. We are all human beings, and they will have bad qualities. When they want something, they will stick to their own selfishness. It is human nature.
At noon, after a break, Xuan Qingzi stopped everyone and once again emphasized the rule of hitting the mark. As the organizer of the Immortal Sect Conference, Lingshan does not want anyone to be irreversibly harmed in the conference, nor does it want to see any immortals. The door became enemies because of this.
All immortal sects responded one after another, but in the second half, the situation remained the same.
He Qing watched it for a while and found it boring, so he made an excuse and left the martial arts stage and returned to Beifeng.
If Yue Qing was not at Beifeng, he would probably have gone to find Yun Chu and Chen Yue again——
These three idiots still thought they could soar into the sky and run for election on the last day.
The people of the Guanghan Sect were still on the martial arts stage, and Beifeng, which had been noisy for many days, suddenly returned to its former deserted state, making people feel comfortable and quiet.
In the front yard and the main hall, there were two Shanmen disciples cleaning each other. He Qing went around to the backyard, and from afar, he saw another Shanmen disciple at the cowshed.
The disciple had his back to He Qing and couldn't see clearly what he was doing. From this angle, he could only barely see Qingniu very close to him.
He Qing looked at it silently for a long time and then returned to the room silently.
On the other side of the bullpen, Xun Yao was ravaging the bulging cheeks of the green bull. Although he didn't look back, he seemed to sense it. After He Qing left, his lips raised a slight arc.
You guys! Too sharp! Discovered so early!
(End of this chapter)