Chun Feng Du Jian

Xue Qinglan, a ruthless person who rushed into Zhanchuan City overnight against wind, rain, thunder and lightning, turned red from neck to ear because of Wen Heng's embarrassment. He probably felt ashamed and hid his face in his chest In the neck fossa.

If Xue Qinglan hadn't pointed it out, Wen Heng would not have paid attention to these small movements.This was not a big deal at first, but Xue Qinglan's seriousness made Wen Heng's heart inexplicably sour - just like a rich man with thousands of cities would not be obsessed with the loss of a copper plate. People who love and care will not regard a little bit of sympathy as a life-saving straw.

Why do you have to worry about gains and losses when you are by his side?

Wen Heng asked Xue Qinglan to sit down on the couch in the inner room, but refused to let him go to the ground. Xue Qinglan was forced to sit on his lap, facing Wen Heng head-on, and he could see his straight nose and butterfly wings when he looked up. Like eyelashes, the closer you get, the more real the tenderness in your eyes.

Xue Qinglan didn't dare to look at him, turned her face away and said in a low voice, "I've already hugged him, I can let it go...it's shameful for others to see it."

"No one else can enter my study, don't talk about hugging for a while, even if you roll around on the ground, no one will be able to see you." Wen Heng not only did not let go, but hugged him into his arms to prevent him from sitting still. Steadily fell down, "And what you said, why does it seem like I'm the one who hugs and doesn't let go when we meet?"

Although he embraced Xue Qinglan, his demeanor was friendly and gentle without showing any intimacy. Xue Qinglan pushed him lightly, but without pushing, he couldn't help but smiled and begged for forgiveness: "Quickly stop making trouble, be careful that you will be crushed in a while."

Wen Heng got used to it naturally, and casually brushed the broken hair hanging on his forehead behind his ears, revealing a clean face, pointing at the tip of his nose and muttering unhurriedly: "When you weigh twenty Let me talk about this again...have you lost weight recently, why do I feel lighter than before I left?"

Xue Qinglan couldn't escape, so she simply didn't hide.He relaxed his shoulders very reassuringly, put the weight of his whole body on Wen Heng's hands, supported his shoulders and lazily said: "It doesn't matter, it will be back in a few days." Suddenly remembered something, pursed his lips and looked at Wen Heng asked: "Brother Heng, you have become an elder of the Chunjun Sect, will you go back to Yueying Mountain again?"

Wen Heng was noncommittal, and asked with a smile, "Why, are you worried that I will drive you away?"

As soon as Xue Qinglan heard his tone, she knew that she was unnecessary to worry, and said contentedly: "I know that with your personality, you definitely can't do that kind of thing."

Wen Heng glanced at him, and said coolly: "Little heartless, who are you coaxing with sweet talk?"

Xue Qinglan smiled and put her arms around his neck, her back slumped, and she lay comfortably in Wen Heng's arms, trying to use this method to get away with it: "I haven't seen you in January. You really deserve to be an elder. It's dignified."

He was so flattered, Wen Heng naturally wanted to show him his majesty once, and said solemnly: "Qinglan, I ask you something, you answer honestly, don't hide it from me."

Xue Qinglan didn't doubt that he was there, said "Mmm" and said, "What's the matter?"

Wen Heng said: "How much do you know about Xue Ci refining medicine for Qin Ling and improving his martial arts?"

The falling sound was like a heavy hammer, instantly smashing the person in his arms into a rigid iron plate.Xue Qinglan even stopped breathing for a moment before finding her voice with difficulty, and asked in a low voice, "You...why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

Wen Heng saw his reaction in his eyes, put one hand on his back and slowly rubbed his heart, and comforted him in a gentle whisper: "Little fool, what are you afraid of in front of me? It's not to scold you, you What about the arrogance of beating Yuquan Peak up and down?"

Xue Qinglan was probably also taken aback by his sudden mention of the past, and gradually relaxed after being comforted. He straightened up and looked at Wen Heng, frowning and asked: "This matter is extremely secretive. No one should know about it since Xue Ci's death. Qin Ling You will definitely not take the initiative to mention it, how do you know?"

Wen Heng made up his mind to know the truth, and patiently repeated to him the conversation with Liao Changxing on Yuquan Peak. After Xue Qinglan listened attentively, he sighed sincerely: "Accepting apprentices and receiving two spirits, this is a made-up What a sin. It seems that even if Xue Ci survives, Qin Ling's pious thing will be uprooted by his own disciple sooner or later."

Wen Heng slapped him lightly on the waist, and said with a smile: "I won't let you go even if you flatter me, you're talking about business, don't talk about it."

Xue Qinglan failed to get through the test, and really didn't like to talk about these disturbing things, so she said: "There's nothing to say, it's just that Xue Ci used some evil methods and practiced some hellish pills, and used them to trick Qin Ling. Shrewd but stupid unlucky guy. I used to be mediocre in martial arts, but I couldn't beat him. I just dared not speak out when I saw him doing bad things. Then I met you, and my internal strength gradually improved... So I killed him and cast another pendulum star Zong."

What he said was too brief, but Wen Heng still caught some clues in it, and asked: "The things Xue Ci did can be traced back at least ten years ago. Could it be that Qin Ling was the only one who was poisoned by him? ?"

Xue Qinglan shook his head, and said firmly: "Brother Heng, don't worry, although his medicine is powerful, it also has many shortcomings. The medicinal materials alone cost a lot, and it is the limit to supply a Qin Ling, and it has never harmed anyone else. "

"I'm not asking this, Qing Lan." Wen Heng suddenly turned serious, frowned and said in a deep voice, "I'm asking you, have you ever been harmed by him?"

Xue Qinglan was startled suddenly.

He suddenly understood why Wen Heng refused to let him go, it turned out that it was not just for joking, but because he was afraid that he would avoid him and would not answer, and he would run away in fear like the time Si Youshan reunited.Wen Heng has always been very accurate in feeling his pulse, and knows what he is most afraid of, so he opened his arms to him without any hesitation, and only when he knows that he will not be left behind no matter what, will the tight-fitting oyster be cautious. Cautiously opened a small mouth, revealing a bit of the truth that has been honed in his heart for a long time.

Wen Heng's eyes darkened, his shoulders sank, Xue Qinglan leaned down and hugged him, a few strands of long hair were blown up by the breeze, and softly brushed against his side face, as if the man refused to announce it to others. The verbal weakness, and the silent but deep trust.

Wen Heng put one arm around his waist, and stroked the long, satin-like smooth untwisted hair hanging behind his back with the other. His movements were calm and gentle, but his heart beat faster and faster unconsciously, as if he had a premonition of what he was about to say. The answer, but vaguely afraid that he would say that answer.

Xue Qinglan leaned on his shoulder, unable to see through Wen Heng, kissed him lightly on the side of his neck through the cloth, and said in a low voice: "After all, I personally killed Xue Ci, if I said no, you probably wouldn't believe it." I."

At the same time, Wen Heng relied on him not being able to see, bowed his head and kissed Xue Qinglan's hair, and said in a deep voice, "Tell the truth."

"The truth is that in the case of Qin Ling, although he harmed me, he only took a little blood to use as a primer for his plague-stricken evil medicine. It's really not a deep hatred." Xue Qinglan said, "Do you remember Well, the night we moved to another courtyard, I had two small wounds on my neck, and I lied to you that it was bitten by insects, and you even gave me a bottle of expensive wound medicine."

When he talked about the old events of Yueying Mountain, his voice was unconsciously filled with a half-smile, and he said very nostalgic: "At that time, I hated Xue Ci, but I couldn't resist him. Will meet you."

"So what if you meet me?" Wen Heng frowned, "I didn't hear you say a word, let alone save you from Xue Ci, and I didn't even know that you—"

"Hush." ​​Xue Qinglan straightened up, pressed Wen Heng's slightly parted lips with cold fingertips, stopped his unfinished words, and said seriously, "Brother Heng, you are the person who treats me best in this world."

He gave a low laugh, and suddenly played a trick, reached out and touched the back of Wen Heng's head, and removed the silver ring that bound his hair. The long, crow-black hair instantly scattered like running water, falling down from his temples, easily softening his slightly Stern silhouette.Xue Qinglan looked at him carefully with a smile, and only felt that Wen Heng's face was handsome and serious at the moment, and his charm was better than before, but the heart-wrenching gentleness was the same as when he first saw him.

Whether it's murdering his teacher and fleeing, trekking thousands of miles, or enduring the unbearable pain of bone erosion, as long as he can always reflect his figure in these eyes, everything he has experienced will not be regarded as suffering——

"I was taken away from my parents by Xue Ci when I was young, I hated him and killed him because of this, it has nothing to do with his dealings with Qin Ling.

Wen Heng suddenly looked up into his eyes, and said softly: "Four years ago, I didn't follow the agreement to pick you up, so you had to do it yourself, and escaped from the sea of ​​suffering in Yisu Mountain."

Xue Qinglan was startled, and immediately said: "Brother Heng, it's not your fault, I'm really fine, don't be too nervous."

"Qing Lan, tell me the truth," Wen Heng said, "How did you get the cold evil in your body? Does this matter have anything to do with Xue Ci?"

Xue Qinglan smiled wryly and said: "It was born like this before I met him. If it wasn't for this physique, why would Xue Ci choose me as his apprentice out of tens of thousands of people? But don't worry, I know how powerful I am, and I have been trying to find a doctor. Medicine, maybe one day there will be a turning point. Besides, with you now, it is much better than before."

Wen Heng seemed to be half-believing, but he didn't ask endlessly, and changed the topic: "Uncle Gu told me before he died, that he could take you to Kuangxue Lake for medical treatment..."

"Gu Chuifang?" Xue Qinglan wondered, "Why does he still miss me? How many years have passed?"

Wen Heng guessed that it might be that they were called brothers and sisters back then, which reminded Gu Chuifang of his friendship with Zheng Lian, so he kindly made a point.But just now I said that Gu Chuifang is a broken sleeve, it seems inappropriate to mention this at this time, so I briefly mentioned it, and only asked: "Have you been to Kuangxue Lake in these years?"

Xue Qinglan stared at him calmly, as if trying to force a smile, but in the end she couldn't hold back, sighed softly, and said, "Brother Heng, you probably don't know that Xue Ci belongs to Xue's family The only descendant. As early as 30 years ago, the Xue family was completely destroyed."

The author has something to say: I have to go out for a meal, there are two chapters left unfinished, I will post it later, sorry