Xing Zhiying didn't notice anything strange about Qi Xuegu, but she still said stubbornly: "Don't deal with me. If you believe, you have to truly believe. If you don't believe... I won't let you go."
Qi Xuegu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. Xing Zhiying also woke up and realized that she was a little too domineering. She couldn't help but smile, but then she said in a low voice: "You have to believe me. Brother Pangda and I really have nothing to do with each other. In fact... In fact, you are..."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his bright eyes half shy and half hopeful, filled with indescribable tenderness and sweetness.
Qi Xuegu's heart almost melted. He was stunned for a moment before blushing and said: "I believe it! That... small letter."
Although Xing Zhiying only vaguely expressed her feelings, she ended up blushing in the end. The two looked at each other affectionately, and the original acrimony gradually disappeared, leaving only the incomparable joy of heart-to-heart connection.
I don't know how long it had been like this before I heard Qi Xuegu cough lightly and said: "Okay, my eldest lady, even if there are flowers on my face, you don't have to stare at me so closely. For now, you'd better go first Dredge your Qi meridians, and I will help you protect the law."
Xing Zhiying punched Qi Xuegu's chest angrily, but she still followed the instructions and meditated, stimulating her true energy to break through the congestion in the veins in her legs.
Unfortunately, she was not diligent in her daily practice, and her internal skills were not very good. In addition, her talent had been delayed for a while, so it was not that easy to recover as before.
Qi Xuegu saw the beads of sweat on Xing Zhiying's temples and knew that she was encountering a problem. Just as he was filled with concern, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill coming over him, as if a piece of solid ice had been stuffed into his chest. I couldn't help but feel horrified.
Qi Xuegu's heart was shaken, and he turned around to look into the dark forest. He was suddenly stunned when he focused his eyes. The biting chill penetrated his whole body even more, and he stood frozen without making a sound.
Under the thick night, I saw four shadows carrying a dark coffin, slowly walking towards this side.
The four of them were dressed in the same dark mourning clothes, but their faces were pale, and the hands carrying the coffin were as thin as stiff, and they seemed to have no bend in their knees when they walked, which was really weird.
The closer the four of them got, the more they felt the biting cold air blowing against their faces. Waves of low hissing sounds like poisonous snakes echoed in the ears, making people tremble.
Xing Zhiying naturally saw such a strange situation, and she couldn't help but hold Qi Xuegu's arm tightly out of fear, and said in a trembling voice: "What's going on? Why are there people coming up the mountain to pay a funeral at this time?"
Qi Xuegu also didn't know why, and he forced out a smile and said: "Perhaps they have chosen this moment, and if there is no guarantee that everything will be done later, a god will come down to earth and let the dead person ascend from the ground."
Xing Zhiying couldn't help laughing when she heard this, but the fear in her heart was relieved a lot after all. Seeing this, Qi Xuegu laughed dryly and said, "Let's not block people's path to immortality. I...I will help you go."
Although she said she was being "supported", Xing Zhiying couldn't walk at this time, so she still had to be held.
Xing Zhiying made up her mind and snuggled into Qi Xuegu's arms calmly. Qi Xuegu was both nervous and sweet, almost as if he was in a dream.
But after walking about twenty steps, Qi Xuegu felt his ears heat up, his heart beat slightly, and he started to breathe slightly due to this unprecedented feeling.
Xing Zhiying couldn't help feeling shy, she pouted her little mouth and hummed: "Why are you acting like this? Am I that heavy?"
Qi Xuegu was taken aback and quickly defended: "No! You're too heavy. You're much lighter than the lambs I've held before."
Xing Zhiying secretly laughed, and said with a deliberately pretty face: "Nonsense, if I were really that light, I would have been blown away by the wind."
Qi Xuegu coughed twice in embarrassment, and then said sarcastically: "Uh... I didn't make it clear. In fact, I held three lambs that time, no, it was two... two and a half."
Xing Zhiying couldn't help but smile, but at this moment she saw Qi Xuegu suddenly stopped, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Xing Zhiying was slightly shocked, but at a glance she saw the four people carrying the coffin coming towards her again, and the hissing in her ears became clearer.
At this moment, she couldn't help but shudder, and then she said coquettishly: "Why are you walking in front of someone again? Why don't we avoid it quickly?"
Qi Xuegu shook his head and said: "I'm afraid we can't avoid it even if we want to. They are coming for us this time."
Xing Zhiying was startled when she heard this. Qi Xuegu helped her stand up reluctantly. Then he took two steps forward, cupped his fists and said in greeting: "A few friends have invited me. It seems that they are deliberately blocking me. I don't know what they want."
The four people carrying the coffin walked within ten steps and then stopped together. The man on the left stared at Qi Xuegu coldly, and did not see his lips move. However, he heard a voice as cold as ice and as astringent as a rust wheel, saying in his ears: "Kneel down."
Qi Xuegu said disapprovingly: "A few of you are joking. I don't know a few of you, nor are they relatives of the deceased. I don't know why you have to kneel down?"
The man on the left lowered his eyes, while the man on the right raised his eyes and stared at Qi Xuegu, and then heard the voice: "If you don't kneel, you will die."
Not only was Qi Xuegu shocked, but Xing Zhiying also frowned and said, "You don't have to be mysterious. Just tell them what your intentions are."
The man on the right lowered his eyes, but the voice came from the back left: "You, I want it."
Xing Zhiying didn't know what was going on, and was about to scold him again, but Qi Xuegu said coldly: "Friends, listen up, this is the young master of Pingliang Jianzhi Hall, Xing Zhiying, Miss Xing, please don't go too far. presumptuous."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice coming from the back right: "You, die."
Qi Xuegu was startled, and then he suddenly saw the four people carrying the coffin running out like ghosts. The offensive was far stronger than expected.
Qi Xue had been on guard for a long time. He was shocked and hurriedly raised his body. He tried his best to dodge and raised his palms to seal the attack. He did not want to hurt the enemy, but wanted to protect himself first.
In an instant, the five figures merged together. Although Qi Xuegu blocked the joint attack of the four people, he felt a chill pass through his body. In a daze, even the blood seemed to have solidified. He could not help but tremble and almost fell down.
Fortunately, the four people carrying the coffin did not pursue the victory. After one move, they quickly retreated to their original position, just in time to catch the coffin that had not yet landed. Then they heard the voice again: "You, I want it."
This voice was no different from the previous four, but it came from the coffin for some unknown reason.
Xing Zhiying had no time to pay attention at this time and only asked Qi Xuegu with concern: "Brother Qi, are you okay?"
Qi Xuegu took a deep breath and said calmly: "I'm fine, be careful!"
As he spoke, he suddenly saw a long rope being thrown out of the coffin, which was comparable to Xing Zhiying's slender waist. Xing Zhiying was caught off guard and was immediately pulled off the ground while she screamed.
Qi Xuegu was furious when he saw this, and was waiting for Teng to step forward to rescue him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, staggered, and fell to his knees on the spot.
At the same time, there was another severe pain in his neck, which made his whole body tighten.
