Bian Ci carefully distinguished it for a while and said: "That is the leader who is refining the thunder and fire calamity cloud. The cloud layer looks low, but it is actually tens of thousands of feet high in the sky. As long as you don't get close, nothing will happen. (..)"
The thunder was faint, the clouds were dense, and there was no rain. Wei Shiqi was touched by his thoughts and whispered: "I have walked on bridges in many places, seen clouds many times, drank many kinds of wine, but I only loved one at the right age. people."
Bian Ci was startled for a moment, and with a sour heart, he asked: "Who is that 'person at his best age'? Where is he now?"
"These words were said by a scholar named Shen. I like to look at the sky, clouds, bridges and rain, so I remember them."
Bian Ci sat next to him, hugging her knees with her hands, looking up at the clouds, her expression so focused that Wei Shiqi couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, but this time, Bian Ci avoided it.
Bian Ya played wildly in the stream for a while, jumped onto the shore with splashes, ran to Wei Shiqi's side, threw herself into his arms, panted slightly with her mouth open, and suddenly fell silent.
Wei Shiqi stretched out his palm, put it on her forehead, and wiped it lightly. Bian Ya's body gradually relaxed, she closed her eyes sleepily, and fell into a deep sleep.
Bian Ci lifted up his clothes, wiped the girl's feet dry, and carefully put on her socks. Her feet were small and soft, and were cold from the stream water.
"If, I'm just saying if, if one day, I can no longer take care of her, will you be willing to take care of her?"
Wei Shiqi looked at Yun, thought for a long time, and said, "Okay."
Bian Ci looked at him intently, took his big hand, put it against her face, and said, "Then, I am yours."
She knew that men were the masters of this world, and no matter how strong women were, they were still weak dodders who had to rely on big trees to survive. She knew that in Liantao Mountain, many people secretly looked at her when she wasn't paying attention. Her face, her breasts, her waist, her hips, her legs. Among these people, there were disciples from the Seventh Hall. , there are the masters of the seven halls, and there are also the worshipers of the seven halls. Not long ago, in the heavy rain, on the Ruyi Feizhou, Xu Lingguan's eyes were like needles and thorns. She felt that she was naked, being caressed by an invisible big hand. Shame and panic overwhelmed her body and mind, but she had to stand. Don't give in in front of a girl. The leader cannot protect her for the rest of her life, and she cannot be strong enough to protect herself. Sooner or later, she must devote herself to others, just like Suzaku Shen Yaobi back then.
The only thing she couldn't let go of was her little sister who was sometimes awake and sometimes confused.
Wei Shiqi rushed out of the "Three Corpse Soul-Retention Talisman". Xu Lingguan panicked, pointed at herself and screamed: "Stop! Get down quickly..." At that moment, her heart was so happy that it almost exploded.
He lived up to his expectations and killed Xu Lingguan, and a stone fell in her heart.
It was raining heavily, and under the leaky roof, she saw the girl lying on top of him, whispering something in his ear. She saw him taking out some dry and hard wild boar meat and feeding it to the girl, who licked his fingers. She saw the girl clinging to him quietly, holding his arm, sleeping like a child.
At that time, she was very envious. How she wished that the person whispering in his ear, licking his fingers, and clinging to his side was herself.
She said, "Then I'm yours."
Wei Shiqiu stood up, kissed her trembling lips, kissed her trembling eyelids, and whispered in her ear: "Okay, you are mine."
The clouds of thunder and fire surged over Hexiao Peak and dissipated until the middle of the night. The bright moonlight illuminated the lonely stream and there was no one there.
Early the next morning, Chu Tianyou came to Heqi Peak in the morning light and released Qiongqi again for the three of them to practice the combined attack of Yin and Yang. The wild alien species was indeed extraordinary. After a night's rest, Qiongqi was jumping around with energy. As soon as he escaped, he used his thunder escape skills one after another and escaped to the sky.
However, the Yin Lock follows him like a shadow. No matter how he escapes, he cannot escape the fatal blow. This time, the Yin Suo penetrated through the throat, traveled all over the meridians and acupuncture points in an instant, and violently broke out of the body, once again hanging Qiongqi on the hairspring, neither up nor down, life and death were on the line.
Chu Tianyou stopped in time, and Wei Shiqi stopped in time.
Bian Ci's performance was much better than that on the first day. At least he still had some energy left and did not exhaust himself.
After Chu Tianyou left, Wei Shiqi pushed Bian Ya to Bian Ci and said hello to her to go down the mountain alone.
Bian Ci didn't ask any questions. She hugged the girl and watched him go away with a complicated expression.
Wei Shiqi came to Wenxin Pavilion all the way, turned to the right, and headed towards Axe Peak.
Ax Cha Peak is where Fenglei Hall and Lingxiao Hall are located. Wei Shiqi didn't go in. He found a registered disciple carrying water by the stream and asked about Sanqu Cave. He only talked about visiting an old friend and described the appearance of the fat man. .
The named disciple told him that Sanqu Cave is located on the mountain behind Axe Peak, along the fork to the east and around a huge boulder covered with withered vines.
Wei Shiqi thanked him, opened his long legs, and walked eastward calmly.
The named disciple leaned on the pole and thought for a long time, but couldn't remember which senior brother from the Seventh Hall he was.
After walking for a while, they bumped into a huge boulder dozens of feet high, entangled with dead vines and covered with fallen leaves. When blown by the wind, they rustled and floated down the mountain.
Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand and stroked the withered vines, walked around the boulder step by step, heard the sound of gurgling water, and saw a trickle of water flowing down from the cracks in the stone. Both sides were covered with moss. A big white fat man was shirtless and holding a hand. He was holding a towel and rubbing his hands under the water while humming and singing vulgar tunes.
"It's all white... dripping with water... I can't keep you in such a good place..."
It was indeed a pleasant thing to bathe in the cool mountain spring when the weather was dry and hot. However, it was a bit embarrassing to have old men watching. Cheng Hou laughed twice and threw up his robe haphazardly, his back getting wet. A large piece was wrinkled and clinging to the body, making it very uncomfortable.
"This junior brother has a tight face, but which temple is he a disciple of?" He was smiling with his eyes narrowed to a slit, and the fat on his jaw trembled slightly, looking very ridiculous.
"Don't you know me?"
Cheng Hou scratched his head with difficulty and said, "I'm new to you, have you seen him before?"
"I met him a few times at Tiandu Peak, but we passed by in a hurry and there was no chance to talk in depth. Although Senior Brother Hou has become richer in recent years, if you look carefully, you can still find the shadow of his past."
Cheng Hou blinked, with a look of confusion on his face, and said, "Tiandu Peak? Senior Brother Hou? This junior brother must have recognized the wrong person. My surname is Cheng, not Hou."
"There was once a pair of skinny brothers who were greedy for other people's things. In order to avoid disaster, they ate pigs and vegetables every day. They became so fat that their enemies could not recognize them face to face. There is nothing new under the sun, Brother Hou. , it’s not unusual for you to follow the old path of your predecessors. By the way, do you still have your teeth?”
Cheng Hou was silent for a moment, then grinned, revealing his bare gums and not even a single tooth.
Hou Ying's third son who died young in Luocheng, the hidden stake buried by Qin Zijie, the disciples from the outer sect of Xiandu, the thieves who stole the Seven Birds Sword from Sanqing Palace, the forged corpse in Guimen Yuan, and Hou Jiangcheng without Ya.
