Yu Yao stood beside Wei Shiqi and reached out to touch his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar. In the past three years, Wei Shiqi was like a man possessed, immersed in his own world, and didn't even bother to say a few words to her. Seeing him lose weight day by day, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, she felt uneasy and uneasy. Like kittens and puppies abandoned by their owners.
Fortunately it's all over. No matter what happened, he finally returned to himself, or in other words, she finally returned to him.
If you are not a mad demon, you will not become a Buddha. After three years of hard training, the vision in the sky, and the attention of the elder sect leader, everyone with a discerning eye knows that Wei Shiqi has become a dragon this time. He is the leader of the second generation of Kunlun disciples. He can count with one palm. his position.
Yu Yao slowly lay on his chest, closed her eyes, and listened to his heartbeat, feeling a little sad in her heart. In this man's heart, he has never been the most important, and not being reciprocal does not mean that he regards him as a treasure. He will uphold the deal and keep his promise, but that's all.
Since he could leave her for three years, he could also leave her for thirty years. All she could get was a brief reunion between this wait and the next wait.
A big hand covered her head, stroking her hair, the back of her neck, her shoulders, and wrapped her arms around her waist. "Crying?" he asked.
Yu Yao sniffed and said in a low voice: "A little sad."
Wei Shiqi was silent for a moment and said slowly: "In the dust of this world, if you want to last forever, don't pay too much attention to the morning and evening in front of you."
Before leaving the Demon Suppression Tower, Ruan Qing's words hit him like a whip. He didn't have much time left. Taoist Ziyang and Pan Chengnian were like two insurmountable mountains. He was walking in the shadows, not knowing when he would be reunited. swallowed.
If one day, the end suddenly comes, what should he do? What should Yu Yao do? What should Qin Zhen do?
If one day Taoist Ziyang tears off his mask of hypocrisy and reveals his ferocious fangs, what should he do? What should Yu Yao do? What should Qin Zhen do?
It's easy to raise your arms and shout, my fate is up to me, but there's no point in shouting. Sometimes the manpower is exhausted, and the ants have nowhere to live. He feels that the future is uncertain, and there is a thin line between life and death. The fate must be buried deep in his heart, and no one can say it.
"...I know. I won't drag you down." Yu Yao gritted her teeth.
"Your Five Elements are in love with fire, you practice the Burning Heart Technique, you control the short-handled wild goose sickle, and activate the wild goose feather fire. The power is certainly impressive, but that's the end of it."
Yu Yao said "hmm", wondering why he suddenly paid attention to his cultivation. To be honest, after returning to Liushi Peak, she took off the burden on her shoulders, pinned her hopes on Wei Shiqi, and lived in confusion. It was not until the gambling game at the end of the year that she began to realize that Wei Shiqi was getting closer and closer to him. Far away, I could only look at his back and feel sad. She fell into it, like a butterfly in a spider's web, losing its wings to fly.
"You have good qualifications. If you want to take a step forward in swordsmanship, there are two ways to go."
"Which two roads?"
"Change to the sword art, or change to the flying sword. I'm not sure about the red lotus art. I can find a way to get the earth fire art. The flying sword will be more troublesome, but there are clues."
Yu Yao raised her head, drew circles on his chest with her fingers, and asked lazily: "Is this necessary?"
"It is extremely necessary."
His tone was too solemn. Yu Yao was stunned for a moment to make sure he was not joking. She frowned and thought for a while, then asked tentatively: "Is something going to happen?"
Wei Shiqi touched her smooth cheek and said casually: "In Xianyun Peak, I have a little junior sister, her surname is Qin, and her name is Qin Zhen."
Yu Yao's heart sank for no reason.
"She is just like you. She has five elements of fire and is very talented. Head Xi passed the Red Scale Sword to her. Several elders also valued her very much. The last time I saw her was almost three years ago. She had already broken through the sword. Guan, I’m walking ahead of you.”
Yu Yao forced a smile, "It's amazing...she has a good senior brother."
"To be honest, I wasn't much help. Well, have you heard of the three-eyed civet?"
"That civet that escaped from Jietian Ridge?" Yu Yao vaguely remembered her master mentioning it in a casual chat. The three-eyed civet and the two-headed murderous ape were both called "Tiangang Disha" and were said to be Wei Yunya's capable generals.
The origin of the three-eyed civet is not the point. Wei Shiqi omitted many details. "She took away her body and was hit by Master Xi's sword energy. She needed the red-scaled sword dragon's kiss fire to relieve the injury. In exchange, she taught her junior sister how to practice swordsmanship." , Junior Sister’s cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, which has a lot to do with her.”
Yu Yao blinked, not knowing what he meant by saying this.
"I promised my junior sister that I would take her up to Shifeng in five years. Now it has been three years and there are still two years left."
Yu Yao's face changed greatly and she murmured: "Do you want... do you want..."
"Don't think too much about it. You are a direct disciple of Kunlun and the disciple of the leader of the Gouyan Sect. I don't want you to be inferior to a side disciple, even if she is my junior sister."
Yu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, she felt something was wrong. She mustered up the courage to ask, "Why did you take her to Flowing Stone Peak? Are you and her... just senior fellow apprentices?"
"More than just a senior brother and sister. She is just like you."
Yu Yao stood up holding his chest, her face changed, she hesitated to speak, and hesitated for a long time before saying: "Are you so anxious to tell me? We... haven't spoken much in three years... so anxious... you Do you want me to compete for your favor?" Her nose felt sore and tears welled up in her eyes.
