“Father, your hands are so cold. Could it be that Ice Sword has been held for a long time, stretch it out and let me warm you up.” Ye Qing noticed this detail thoughtfully, exclaimed, and then said.
   Pei Xuan’s fingertips were indeed slightly cold, and his fingers were covered with thin calluses, while Ye Qing’s palm was the complete opposite, warm and soft, just like his whole body.
   The Jackdaw didn’t make a sound, thinking: His master’s hands are not only cold, but his face and heart are also cold. People who come out of the abyss of hell are like walking corpses, their hearts are as cold as hard iron, and there is no warmth at all.
   So Ye Qing was not afraid at all, he used himself as a heater very familiarly, holding the devil’s hand in his hands, and after covering a stick of incense, he found that it was hot before letting go, “It’s finally hot.”
   It’s good to be hot, the blood circulation will be normal, and the body will be very good.
   Human body temperature may be so wonderful, it is considered ordinary when you don’t have it. After feeling it, you can understand the attraction of that kind of warm approach to a cold-blooded devil.
   The boy in front of him may be born with a touch of sunshine.
   Countless people used endless means to keep Pei Xuan warm, but Ye Qingxin was the only one who could easily keep him warm.
   Ye Qing let go of his hand, and the warmth stopped abruptly.
   Pei Xuan lowered his eyes, releasing an icy aura uncontrollably from his whole body. He stared at his palm indifferently, a kind of secret impetuousness rolled in his chest, so that those black pupils were condensed and deep, which made people feel deep in his heart. chills.
   He hated this weak hand, how could it get hot so quickly.
   “Father, what’s the matter with you?”
   Why do you keep staring at your hands? Isn’t it hot enough?
   The good boy couldn’t understand the twists and turns in the villain’s heart. He thought the temperature was not enough, so he stretched out his hand and put the villain’s hand in his palm again, “Let me warm you up again.”
   What is this pose like.
   It’s like playing house, and it’s like cuddling with each other when the snow melts in winter.
   Ye Qing’s eyes were shining brightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very harmless, but the soaring killing intent in Pei Xuan’s heart was calmed down unconsciously, and he let him lead him.
   The Jackdaw had a panoramic view from the beginning to the end, and there was only one feeling, and that was that his heart was jumping with fear.
   Pei Xuan is so moody, Ye Qing is like his emotional switch, Ye Qing is there, Pei Xuan can control himself, once he is not there…
   Just at this time, a group of Xingyao Palace disciples came to the back mountain. They knocked on the wooden door that Ye Qing had repaired. They looked serious and said loudly: “Junior Brother Pei, Junior Brother Ye, are you here? There was a strange movement at the foot of the fairy city today. The door ordered us to take the two of you down the mountain to eliminate demons. This matter is of great importance, involving the safety of the sect and the people of Xiancheng. Cultivators are responsible for the rise and fall of the common people, so pack your bags quickly and go down the mountain with us.”
   The visitor’s tone was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he couldn’t refuse it at all.
   Pei Xuan didn’t respond, but a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.
   It would be fine if he didn’t destroy the world, the rise and fall of the world has nothing to do with him, even if the world is full of monsters and corpses, it will not cause any ripples in his heart, let alone move him.
   Xu Sufeng’s excuse was good, but it’s a pity that it wasn’t directed at him.
   Ye Qing was enlightened, and it really came! Brother Xu’s conspiracy!
   There are indeed evil beasts in Xiancheng, and their strength is very strong. It is a serious business for a monk of Xianmen to slay demons and demons, but he also has his own selfish intentions. He wants to guard his father the whole time and prevent him from being harmed.
   Thinking of this, Ye Qing pursed his lips, and said in a small voice: “Let’s go down the mountain together, Dad, I will protect you.”
   A monk in the Qi training stage said that he wanted to protect the monks in the Nascent Soul stage, and it was ridiculous to spread the word. Ye Qing couldn’t react for a while. He heard the plot between Xu Sufeng and the divination master, and he had already decided that Pei Xuan was surrounded by danger, a group of wolves, tigers and leopards who wanted to kill him.
   The determination to protect someone is to go all out without thinking about oneself, completely forgetting about oneself. Forget about your own cultivation strength.
   Pei Xuan didn’t say anything either.
   He only noticed the word “we”. Ye Qing had said the words “we” more than once since he came down to Siguoya. At that time, he was only wary of Ye Qing whose background was unknown, he didn’t notice this word, and his heart was not touched, but when he listened to it again at this moment, ripples appeared in his heart.
   This word seems ordinary, but it seems to have a kind of magical power. If you say it too much, it seems that the two are one, and he and Ye Qing are one. There were only the two of them in the whole world, and the rest of them were all dead.
   He liked the extreme exclusivity of the term.
   “good.”
   Ye Qing hurriedly packed up his luggage and went down the mountain like this.
   ——
   Ye Qing knew that there was an evil beast at the foot of the fairy city, but he did not expect this evil beast to be so strong. The rain was pattering, covering the entire fairy city, blurring all colors.
   Everything that can be seen is water, and the sky and the earth have been mixed together and cannot be separated.
   The leading disciple of Xingyao Palace’s deacon held a compass with a serious expression on his face: “There is indeed a difference.”
   The compass repeatedly made noises, indicating that it had sensed a powerful aura, but the pointer kept shaking, indicating that the direction was difficult to discern, as it seemed to be coming from all directions, which was rather tricky.
   According to casual cultivators passing by, this rain of unknown origin has been falling for three full days without any break. The deacon disciples frowned, trying to recall the clues, but unfortunately they were newcomers and had too little information at hand to form a complete thread.
   After a while, he said calmly: “Junior Brother Ye, go and find out the news again, and ask the passers-by on the bridge if there was any change three days ago.”
   The deacon’s disciple was not polite at all when he called Ye Qing up.
   Why don’t you call other people to go, because Xingyao Palace disciples are all arrogant, relying on their status, they don’t bother to associate with mortals and casual cultivators, let alone chat with them.
   And why call Ye Qing to go.
   Because Ye Qing seemed to have a soft temper, and his cultivation base was still the lowest in the team. Everyone thought that if a fierce battle really happened, he would be dragged down and everyone would be distracted. Such a big sacrifice must be made up for in the early stage.
   Ye Qing said “Oh” and walked to the bridge.
   The deacon disciple waited for him to report back, but he didn’t notice the pair of cold eyes behind him, as if he was looking at a dead thing.
   Obviously, some people’s behavior has touched his reverse scales.
   The deacon disciple didn’t realize Pei Xuanning’s murderous intent, and he planned to continue to test repeatedly on the edge of death.
   Ye Qing was slow to respond to certain things, he didn’t realize that he was being ordered at all. If he was asked to serve tea and water, he would be able to react easily, but he was half a beat behind such important matters as inquiring about intelligence. Not to mention that he also wants to collect more information to protect his father.
   The clear sky and scorching sun in Xiancheng may start from the side of the bridge.
   In the past few days, it has been raining heavily, umbrellas are being opened everywhere in Xiancheng, everyone looks sad, only the peddlers on the bridge are smiling. The monks of Xianmen have the means of sheltering from the rain. Ye Qing didn’t want to be too abrupt, so he spent money to buy one while inquiring about the news.
   This umbrella is very beautiful, and the surface of the umbrella depicts the ethereal and beautiful green hills. Holding this umbrella, the young man in a loose robe, whose body is no longer in the realm of mortals, has a back that looks like a fairy. He walked slowly across the bridge, rubbing shoulders with countless people, and no one took a look at him.
   The sky seemed to have a gap, the day seemed like night, and the rain kept pouring down.
   People in the world often say that there is a god in the rain——
   In the mighty rain, there is a graceful and graceful evil beast. The evil beast has the slender stature of an adult man in his twenties. His skin is pale and transparent. The wet rain slanted from the sky, almost melting into his back. The man’s brows and eyes were arrogant, and his reddish thin lips outlined a cool smile.
   He stared ahead, admiring the stingy self-sight that he had created.
   Then, he passed a young man. Suddenly, the umbrella surface of the misty green hill came into his eyes.
   The painting on the umbrella is lifelike, and the hand holding the umbrella is very thin and white, but the person holding the umbrella cannot be seen.
   Ye Qing didn’t notice him. The man walked casually, and didn’t look at Ye Qing more, until he smelled a faint fragrance.
   It was an extremely alluring fragrance of elixir, which seemed to be fatally attractive to all the monsters in the cultivation world. It seemed to linger on the tip of his nose and never dissipated for a long time.
   So he stood still and turned his head.
   At this moment he noticed Ye Qing.
   He noticed the umbrella, and together with the lightness and delicacy and picturesque features under the umbrella, they broke into his eyes.
   The distant mountains are like Dai, and the clear water is like bones. A person who is too good-looking is enough to overshadow everything around him.
   ——
   “Aside from these, you didn’t get any clues?” The deacon disciple was a little disappointed.
   Ye Qing: “…”
   The river is soaring, the river is flooded by hundreds of rivers, the runoff is so large that the embankment is about to be washed away, and someone fished out black scales in the river. Are these not clues? And his Heavenly Dao system, cut to the background, there is a big red dot in the city.
   What a stupid person.
   It rained non-stop, which made people feel irritable. Even with the ability to avoid rain, the cold water is overwhelming. Being in the rain, the monk still feels a feeling of heart-warming coolness, and the cold air quietly seeps into his collar.
   Not to mention the moment when the technique fails, commonly known as the CD time, the disciples present have to constantly pinch the rain avoidance formula to ensure that the whole body is refreshed and dry.
   Once the spell fails, big raindrops will fall on the body, and all the hair and clothes will be wet. At this moment, the disciples of the immortal sect are no longer well-dressed disciples of the immortal sect, but a group of drowned rats.
   At this moment, Ye Qing put down the umbrella, only to realize later that his robe was not wet.
   Such a strong rain avoidance technique!
   He looked back at Pei Xuan, who happened to be looking at him too.
   The deacon disciple thought about it, and had no choice but to give up today. He said: “There is no clue, let’s forget about today. Let’s find an inn to stay in. See if the weather is fine tomorrow.”
   Find a place to rest temporarily and hide from the rain first.
   A group of Xingyao Palace disciples found the largest inn in the city. The innkeeper was used to the monks of Xianmen, and his attitude was neither flattering nor reserved. He said, “Young heroes, how many rooms do you want?”
   The deacon disciple looked at his group, there were nine of them.
   He opened his mouth and said, “Nine rooms.”
   Ye Qing stood up: “There is no need to open another room, I have a room with Senior Brother Pei.”
   The deacon disciple suddenly became polite at this moment, “Junior Brother Ye, what is your relationship with Junior Brother Pei? How can they share a room together?”
   Ye Qing was stunned, “We are…”
   Before he could say anything, the disciple deacon raised his hand to interrupt.
   “Junior Brother Ye, this time we are ordered by our master to go down the mountain to slay demons and demons. No matter how poor Xingyao Palace is, it will not treat any disciple who is ordered by the master harshly. You don’t have to save some spirit stones for the sect.”
   When he went down the mountain, in addition to this mission, he also received other instructions from Senior Brother Xu in private. Ye Qing and Pei Xuancheng were inseparable every day, even staying in the same room at night, if they were not separated, the order he got would be in vain.
   What order?
   Naturally, it is to sow discord.
   Bad guys have bad guy instincts too.
   After 20,000 years, it was generally recognized that Ye Qing was Pei Xuan’s weakness, rebellion and weakness.
   It was still 20,000 years ago, no one had summed up Xu Sufeng’s experience, but Xu Sufeng still noticed the importance of Ye Qing in Pei Xuan’s mind with his keen sixth sense and careful observation.
   He thought to himself, if Ye Qing was turned against him, Pei Xuan might be dealt a severe blow.
   It’s not impossible for it to be a little more serious, to feel like a knife piercing the heart, and to hurt the bone marrow.
   The deacon disciple was very obedient, and he had already prepared a draft in his heart, “Junior Brother Ye, Pei Xuan’s actions are cruel and solitary, everyone can punish him, why don’t you abandon the dark side…”
   Who is bright and who is dark.
   Naturally, Xingyao Palace is bright, and Pei Xuan is dark.
   They wanted to encourage Ye Qing to abandon Pei Xuan.
   In their eyes, Ye Qing’s temperament is too pure, a pure immortal cultivator, without any trace of demonic aura, no matter how you look at it, he is a kind-hearted person. If you explain to Ye Qing that Pei Xuan is a danger to the entire world, it should be easy to instigate rebellion.
   Regardless of whether Ye Qing will do this or not.
   Just talking about Pei Xuan, his face was covered with coldness at the moment, and the eyes staring at the deacon disciple from the shadows were extremely cold, like a hidden murderous intent shrouded in dark clouds.
   ——He has already decided that tonight is the day of this person’s death.
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