Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

Xianyang frowned slightly when he heard that. He walked over, picked up the tuft of fox hair on the ground and twisted it between his fingertips. The next second, a light purple light slowly entered the fox hair.

The white hair turned into a wisp of green smoke, floated in the air for a few times, and then flew to the north.

Seeing that the people behind him did not catch up, the green smoke actually stopped on its own initiative, as if waiting for them.

"Follow it and you'll find Ah Chuan," Xian Yang said, looking down at Shen Jun who was about to collapse, "Can you still walk?"

Shen Jun stood up straight while holding the hilt of the sword, and nodded slowly towards Xian Yang, "Yes, please lead the way, Immortal Venerable."

Xianyang looked at him, his eyes rolling up and down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Well, if you want to go, then follow me."

Xianyang had just finished speaking when Qingping grabbed Shen Jun's sleeve and said stubbornly, "Brother! Why are you still looking for him? Maybe this python monster is in cahoots with him..."

Before Qingping could finish his words, Shen Jun interrupted him, "He was injured just now while trying to save me. It is reasonable for me to go find him. No need to say anything more."

After hearing what he said, Xianyang seemed to have guessed something. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but when Shen Jun looked at him, he subtly restrained his expectations.

Shen Jun raised his eyes to look at Xian Yang and said firmly, "Xianzun, please lead the way."

Xianyang just smiled slightly, then took the two of them to chase the wisp of green smoke.

The few people had not walked far when the wisp of green smoke dissipated into the air and disappeared. Logically speaking, this could only mean that the owner of the item had been found.

But...looking around, the three of them did not find any trace of Qi Qingchuan.

It was just a small tracking technique. Shen Jun was not stupid enough to doubt Xian Yang's ability, but there was indeed no trace of Qi Qingchuan nearby.

Xianyang seemed to find it strange as well, because this tracking technique had never failed in his hands.

Xian Yang was silent for a moment, then he raised his left hand, a purple light flashed, and a drop of blood slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

After all, he is Qi Qingchuan's uncle. There are always some similar things in their blood, and using blood as a guide can usually find a more precise location.

However, the blood drop disappeared at the spot the moment it was released. Shen Jun looked at it and his pupils suddenly shrank. Not only him, but the other two were so shocked that they were speechless for a moment.

Everyone knows that there is only one possibility in this situation - the person being sought has died.

Could something really have happened to Qi Qingchuan?

Shen Jun's mind was full of random thoughts, and for a moment he was actually a little at a loss.

The three of them did not see Qi Qingchuan, so they had to look for him separately. Shen Jun supported his body with the sword in both hands and stumbled around like a headless fly.

Until a breeze blew, Shen Jun smelled a pleasant floral scent in the air.

It smells like gardenia.

Shen Jun walked towards the place where the fragrance of flowers came from. Pushing aside the overgrown weeds, Shen Jun saw a white fox lying in the middle of a field of wild gardenias.

There were two small holes on the fox's front paws. The blood had coagulated and the dark red blood clots were abruptly stuck to the white hair.

It just lay on the flower, its ears drooping listlessly, its furry tail stained with blood and becoming dirty, and there was a large pool of solidified dark red blood hanging at the corner of its mouth.

It just lay in the middle of a pile of white flowers, the white flowers were stained with the fox's dark red blood, and the breeze blew away a few petals that drifted over its body, and the fragrance instantly filled its nose.

His head suddenly buzzed, and Shen Jun half-knelt on the ground in a panic, then reached out and slowly picked up the fox's body. He shook the fox gently, but found that the fox had completely stopped breathing.

The hands holding the fox's body froze suddenly. Shen Jun turned the fox over in disbelief, and tears welled up almost instantly.

Tears as big as beans fell on the fox's fur. Shen Jun didn't even dare to hug the fox's body too hard. Tears blurred his eyes and his mind was full of chaotic thoughts, pulling at Shen Jun's fragile nerves. In a trance, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.

"What are you doing holding a dead fox?"

Shen Jun thought he was hallucinating. He slowly raised his head and looked at Qi Qingchuan, who was standing behind him with a pale face.

For a moment, Shen Jun thought he saw a ghost. He was so scared that he sat down on the ground. Qi Qingchuan found his look a little funny for a moment.

He leaned over, his face looking even paler in the light, coupled with Qi Qingchuan's thin lips that were as red as if stained with blood, the scene suddenly became horrifying.

Seeing that Shen Jun was frightened by him, Qi Qingchuan suddenly wanted to tease him.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a strange smile, and he deliberately made his voice a little cold and said: "Shen Jun... My death was so unjust, it's so cold underground... Come and accompany me..."

But the expected fear and terror did not appear. On the contrary, Shen Jun actually stood up and slowly hugged Qi Qingchuan's body.

"I'm sorry... It's my fault, I didn't know... I..." Shen Jun said, tears pouring out. The warm tears flowed on Qi Qingchuan's cold neck, burning him so much that he couldn't help but shiver.

He smelled that fragrance again, with its fatal temptation, making him want more.

He stretched out his hands and pressed Shen Jun tightly in his arms, but the fragrance seemed to dissipate at any time and could not be smelled clearly.

Shen Jun was held in his arms, listening to the other's strong heartbeat...wait, a heartbeat.

The moment Shen Jun reacted, he stretched out his hand and pushed Qi Qingchuan away. Before his red eyes could recover, he saw his master glaring angrily at the man who was pretending to be a ghost for no reason.

Qi Qingchuan was so touched by his cute appearance that he couldn't help but let out a few happy laughs.

"Qi Qingchuan!" Shen Jun called him

Qi Qingchuan stopped smiling and tilted his head to look at Shen Jun. There was a rare moment of dullness on his pale and somewhat sickly face.

"You are really boring," Shen Jun said in a cold voice, then pushed Qi Qingchuan away and walked away holding the fox's corpse.

Qi Qingchuan knew that he had gone too far, so he immediately followed and apologized repeatedly.

The sound attracted Xian Yang who was nearby. He rushed over and saw Shen Jun squatting on the ground holding the corpse of a white fox. Behind him followed Qi Qingchuan who was dressed in black and had a face as pale as a ghost.

Qi Qingchuan seemed to be talking to Shen Jun, and the smile on his lips never faded. But Shen Jun didn't seem to want to pay any attention to him.

Xianyang was relieved for a moment when he saw that the person was still alive. After all, if his own nephew died in his hands, how would he explain to his sister when he returned?

But... if he wasn't dead, why did he disappear just now, and why couldn't the tracking technology find any trace of him?

And...where did the fox in Shen Jun's hand come from?

Xianyang was old, but he was still extremely curious. He couldn't help but move forward and asked, "What are you holding in your arms?"

When Shen Jun heard Xianyang's voice, he slowly raised his head, tears still in the corners of his eyes, but his tone was vicious.

"Qi Qingchuan's body." After Shen Jun said that, he held the fox and walked forward a few steps, shaking off the annoying Qi Qingchuan behind him.

Xianyang was confused and turned his gaze to Qi Qingchuan, asking him with his eyes what was going on.

Qi Qingchuan thought he was asking about the fox, so he pointed to the bushes not far away. Xianyang looked in the direction he pointed, and a trap suddenly appeared before his eyes.

It should have been placed here by hunters from the mountains for hunting. There was still some meat smeared with poison used as bait on it. The one in Shen Jun's arms might have come out to look for food and had its leg clamped off. It struggled to escape but fell into the flowers after only a few steps.

Xian Yang was still confused after seeing it, "But why did he say that was your body?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Qingchuan just looked up at Shen Jun who was using his sword to dig a hole for the fox not far away.

The smile on his lips deepened, and he picked up a gardenia from the ground. A faint fragrance wafted into his nose, exactly the same smell as Shen Jun's.

It smells so good that it's mind-boggling.

He walked over with a flower in his hand, stood beside Shen Jun, put the flower in his hand on the fox, and then picked up a handful of soil and sprinkled it on the fox.

He turned to look at Shen Jun, his eyes showing a seriousness he had never seen before.

"Sorry for making you worry." Qi Qingchuan lowered his dark brown eyes and looked at Shen Jun, as if with infinite affection.

"In the future... I won't make such jokes again." Qi Qingchuan said seriously, but Shen Jun seemed really angry and didn't want to pay attention to him.