My old enemy wants to spoil me [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 19

Shang Qing suddenly retreated from Yan Qi's arms like a cat whose hair was blown out of shock.

Yan Qi sat down again, although the expression on his face was calm and calm, but if you look carefully, you can still find a faint blush behind his ears.

Shang Qing lowered his head and wiped his face with his sleeve, a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed, casually said a reason: "I'm having a nightmare again, Yan Qi is just...just..."

Qin Che clicked his tongue, which sounded meaningful.

Shang Qing didn't know whether he should be thankful that the matter of the blood contract was hidden from the past, or should blush that he and Yan Qi were too close just now in the eyes of others.

"Although it is a good thing to be young and vigorous, my junior brother is just recovering from a serious injury, so he can't stand too much trouble. We still have to restrain ourselves, so that the water will flow smoothly and flow naturally." Qin Che spoke slowly, and then said He took out the tranquilizing incense in his hand and put it on the table.

"What Senior Brother Qin said is true." Yan Qi lowered his eyes, as if he was listening to the teaching seriously.

Listening to the conversation between these two people, Shang Qing always felt that something was wrong?Why can the two of them ask and answer so smoothly, as if they have acquiesced in something.

"Senior brother, I didn't..." Shang Qing just wanted to say something, but looking into Qin Che's eyes, the words swirled on his tongue and swallowed back.

"It's okay. I don't have any opinions. I just want to remind you. Just don't tire yourself out." Qin Che said, "Don't talk, I understand."

Shang Qing thought, this time it's all over, the more I talk, the more I can't explain clearly.

Qin Che lit the tranquilizing incense on the table, and flipped the lock in front of the door. After repairing it, he muttered softly, why is it so powerful that you don't usually see it.

Shang Qing felt that his face was getting hotter and hotter, almost turning into steamed buns in a steamer, and steam came out: "Senior brother, I really didn't..."

Qin Che realized that his voice seemed a little loud, and seeing that Shang Qing lowered his head, and the contours of his ears exposed under his long hair were already too red, he immediately cleared his throat: "Okay, let's go to rest early, I will remember tomorrow Junior brother still has class."

After speaking, Qin Che hurriedly backed out, and helped him lock the door that had just been repaired.

When he walked out of the Green Sparrow Garden, he thought that as the saying goes, if you disturb someone's marriage, you will be kicked by a donkey, and he doesn't want to be kicked by a donkey.

Moreover, Yan Qi's words seem to be quite reliable - he has a calm temperament but is not difficult to get along with, and he has a good background. Although he is only a distant branch of the Yan family, he has a pure spirit and quite a root of wisdom. It's too much, but Qin Che can tell that he is definitely a good seed for cultivating immortals.

Very good, very good.

Although it has not been polished yet, when Yan Qi is completed in the future, it will definitely be dazzling.

The more Qin Che thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good marriage for Junior Brother Shang.

Although Junior Brother Shang may be older than Yan Qi in actual age, he was amazingly talented back then, and he formed a pill early in his most prosperous years, and the years have not left traces on him since then .

Qin Che exhaled slowly, junior brother, he used to be too miserable, he carried too many things by himself but never told others, he carried it all by himself to the end, but in the end he turned into that appearance by accident.

It is indeed a good thing that I can finally forget the past and start over again.

So, as long as he is happy is enough.

Qin Che ran quite fast, but Shang Qing was directly confused by a series of things at the moment, so why is Senior Brother Qin so proficient!Yan Qi didn't explain at all!

Help, why am I the only one trying to struggle, my heart is so tired.

Yan Qi is really calm, even the slight redness on the tips of his ears has receded at the beginning.He was sitting next to Shang Qing at this time, and said: "It's too late today, Zhi Fan has already fallen asleep, I might wake him up if I go back now. Let me spend the night here, is that okay?"

Yan Qi's tone was very gentle, with a bit of cautious earnestness, and the glimmer of frost-like brows, full of anticipation, actually made Shang Qing's heart tremble a little.

Shang Qing actually felt that such a Yan Qi was a bit pitiful, he must have burned his head because his face was too hot just now.

"Um... well."

At the moment of beauty, Shang Qing's superficial color control once again lost her resistance.

He silently complained in his heart that he was unprincipled, but he moved his body honestly to the side, leaving more than half of the bed for Yan Qi.

"Thank you for taking me in." Yan Qi leaned over and smiled softly.

His posture was very close to Shang Qing's, and because the place where Shang Qing moved was close to the wall, it happened to form a rather narrow space with the bed.

Yan Qi's laughing voice lingered in Shang Qing's ears in a low voice, revealing a somewhat different deep and sexy voice than usual.

Hearing this, Shang Qing's heart itch.

Yan Qi tidied up briefly, began to take off his robe and jade crown, and then lay down beside Shang Qing.He turned sideways, facing Shang Qing's direction, with a helpless expression on his face: "Come here, sleep in such a small place, it will be uncomfortable at night."

Shang Qing looked down, only to realize that he had moved back unconsciously, and now the innermost one only occupied one-third of the bed.

It made Yan Qi seem to have plots against him, which is simply too bad.

Although he was misunderstood by Senior Brother Qin just now, Yan Qi didn't do anything. It would be too hurtful for him to treat Yan Qi like this.After thinking about it, Shang Qing slowly moved himself back.

After such a toss, the two of them happened to occupy half of the bed, leaving a hand's distance between them.

Yan Qi slept on the outer side, and he said, "Are you going to sleep, then shall I turn off the lights?"

Shang Qing: "Yes."

Even though he said so, Shang Qing couldn't sleep at all. What happened today was too dense, and he felt that he might have to slow down a bit.

Looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, Shang Qing's mind was a little confused.

Regarding the matter of Luanqing, Shang Qing finally decided to leave a blood contract with it. Although that meant that he could not use other swords until he found Luanqing, Shang Qing still did so.

He felt that his aimless life suddenly had a purpose.

Before that, Shang Qing didn't have a particularly obvious desire, but now he knows that he wants to become stronger.He wanted to get back his delusion, and he didn't want to be helpless the next time he encountered such a thing.

You have to work harder, Shang Qing.

He secretly cheered himself up in his heart.

"Are you asleep?" Yan Qi suddenly asked in a very soft voice, it seemed that he hadn't fallen asleep either.

Shang Qing: "...No."

"Actually, in class yesterday, what Chifeng Master said was not wrong, but it was not completely correct." Yan Qi continued in the dark, "He is a craftsman, so he will pay more attention to the artifacts in his hand, but The way of the sword is not entirely like this."

Shang Qing listened carefully, although Chifeng Daoist's theory of cultivation was much higher than that of Yan Qi, but Shang Qing somehow felt that what Yan Qi said was right.

"The sword is in the heart of the sword, not in the shape of the sword.

"Back then, the 'No. [-] Sword in Kyushu' Yunyan Jianzun had cultivated to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and sealed the sword in his hand under Longyuan Peak. After that, when he shot again, he would pick flowers from flying leaves and turn Qi into a blade. It is not a sword, but everything can be a sword.

"A peerless sword is indeed of great help to sword cultivators, but there is no need to stick to it completely, because the sword is not in the hand, but the sword is in the heart."

Yan Qi's voice was unhurried, peaceful and quiet, which made people calm down unconsciously.

Listening to his words, Shang Qing saw the darkness in front of his eyes, but he seemed to see the sky breaking and the winter snow melting, and his mood suddenly became clear and open.

Everything is not a sword, but everything can be a sword.

Hearing this, Shang Qing's heart surged. Who hasn't experienced the fantasy of being able to condense a sword when he was young?Anyway, Shang Qing must have thought about it, and when he was in school, he pretended to pass the second grade of Sword Immortal with his friends.

"However, turning Qi into a sword is not easy for beginners, so you can use other things instead." Yan Qi turned around and asked him, "Apart from swords, do you have any favorite weapons? ?”

Shang Qing heard this question and thought about it seriously.

Besides the sword, I really think the flute is the most suitable.When playing games before, Shang Qing's favorite weapon was the flute. At that time, he specially brushed the dungeon for a long time, because his face was too dark to get it after a long time.

"Is the flute okay?" Shang Qing asked.

Yan Qi thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Then he asked, "What color do you like?"

Shang Qing remembered the flute in the game just now, so he answered casually according to his appearance: "White, the flute is still white."

"Well, good." Yan Qi said, "I'll make it for you in a few days."

"Ah? No need, it's too much trouble for you. Anyway, I'm just a beginner. I'll go to Anlefang to see the finished product." Shang Qing just came over. It turned out that Yan Qi asked so clearly because he wanted to do it himself.

Yan Qi said this time: "No."

The tone is firm and cannot be refuted.

"Oh..." Shang Qing silently closed his mouth. After what Yan Qi said just now, he had unintentionally regarded Yan Qi's words as the truth, so he didn't dare to refute.

Yan Qi saw him obediently, and said again: "Sleep, don't think about it anymore."

"En." Shang Qing responded naturally.

Probably because there was already a solution to what was in his mind, Shang Qing fell asleep very quickly this time, and even slept peacefully, without even having a dream.