After wearing a book, I became an egg

When the waiter went downstairs with his things, he heard a strange sound coming from the aisle next to him.

The rooms in the aisle over there are Tianzi rooms for distinguished guests, and the service must be more attentive and meticulous.Xiao Er kept an eye out and walked over worriedly, and there was indeed a rhythmic knock on the door from one of the rooms.

About hearing his footsteps, the voice inside stopped, and a clear and pleasant male voice came out instead: "Is anyone outside, can you help me?"

This voice is indescribably clear and moist, as if it can wash away all the restlessness in the whole body, and it makes people feel good about it.Xiaoer hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, what does the guest officer need?"

"Ah, that's great! I was accidentally locked inside by my friend, can you help me open the door?"

Locked in by a friend?

Xiao Er was taken aback for a moment, then looked down and saw a lock hanging on the door.

...Someone inside still locks the lock. Did rich people like to play like this?Sure enough, it is a gameplay that ordinary people cannot understand.

Yi Qingchen inside didn't get an answer, and asked worriedly: "Can you open it?"

"Uh, yes, yes, please wait a moment, guest officer." Xiao Erben was still a little hesitant, after all, he was a distinguished guest of Tianzifang, so he didn't dare to act rashly.If the distinguished guests like to lock people in, would it be bad for him to let them out rashly?

But this voice is really irresistible.

Xiao Er immediately put his worries behind him and asked someone to open the lock.A handsome man came out from behind the door, wearing a white robe like ice and snow that had not dispersed from the nine heavens, making people afraid to look at it.

"Thank you." Yi Qingchen rolled his long eyes, nodded to Xiaoer and thanked Xiaoer, then turned and went downstairs.

When standing on the street, he looked at the golden sunset and the pedestrians coming and going, and let out a deep breath.

It's finally out...

Although the process is a bit tortuous, the result is good.Jiang Hui probably didn't expect that he could run away with him being locked up like this.Thinking of the pile of spiritual stones that had been absorbed and shattered into ordinary stones, Yi Qingchen felt a little guilty, but soon calmed down again.

Cough, it should...should be fine.

After all, the pile of rubble had already been kicked under the bed, so it would never be discovered.

Yi Qingchen calmed down and looked around.

It had been quite a while since Jiang Hui left, and he had already disappeared. He didn't say where he was going before, and now he couldn't catch up.However, it doesn't matter if you don't go to Jiang Hui, the ultimate goal is Song Xingyuan anyway, so it's better to go to Song Xingyuan.

Yi Qingchen thought for a moment, then dressed in white and plunged into the bustling crowd.

After asking many people along the way, Yi Qingchen finally found the Wanfu Inn after many detours.The business here is much colder than the previous one. There are almost no people in the lobby on the first floor. When I walked in, I felt a sense of simplicity and depression.

The protagonist lives in this kind of place, which is quite in line with the Xianmen's hard-working personality.

Yi Qingchen looked around quietly, and saw two figures sitting in the corner at a glance.Although it's just a silhouette, the arrogance and righteousness that comes with that person's body can be felt even from a long distance away.

Yi Qingchen's heartbeat was slightly rapid, and he lowered his eyes halfway to hide the emotions in his eyes.

Just walking over like this seems a bit too deliberate, and it is easy to make people suspicious.

Yi Qingchen paused slightly, and sat down at the next table with his back to Song Xingyuan.For some reason, he faintly felt a gaze behind him resting on him for a moment, with a sense of probing.

The waiter in the store came up to greet him: "What would the guest officer want?"

Yi Qingchen: "Just a pot of tea."

Xiao Er: "Good!"

The tea was delivered quickly, Yi Qingchen called Xiaoer to stop, and said without any intention: "I want to ask, does the store know how far it is from Xuanqing Immortal Gate?"

The eyes behind him fell on him again, Yi Qingchen's hands in the sleeves tightened a little, her heart was pounding.

Hooked.

"This..." Xiaoer smiled awkwardly, "This little one really doesn't know about the affairs of the Xian family, how can I wait for ordinary people to know."

Xiao Er left, Yi Qingchen made a cup of tea, and just took a sip when a calm male voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"This fairy friend, are you going to Xuanqing Xianmen?"

Yi Qingchen raised his eyes, Song Xingyuan was wearing a light blue robe, looking at him without blinking.Standing behind him was a bright-looking woman in yellow clothes, whom he had seen on the first day he wore it, and she should be Song Xingyuan's junior sister, Xu Haolan.

Yi Qingchen stood up and nodded, "Yes."

Song Xingyuan smiled slightly: "It's just right, we are going too. It seems that the fairy friend is not familiar with the road, so if you don't dislike it, how about the fairy friend walking with us?"

When the other party speaks, the tone is sincere, with an awe-inspiring righteousness, which can win people's favor.Yi Qingchen sighed in his heart, and then thanked the other party.

Song Xingyuan sat down at his table, chatted with him a few words, and revealed his identity.

"I am Song Xingyuan, a disciple of Xuanqing Immortal Sect, and she is my junior sister Xu Haolan." Song Xingyuan looked at him with delicate eyes, as if he was looking at some kind of precious jade.

"I see Brother Qingchen's aura is pure and ethereal, and his temperament is not like that of an ordinary fairy. Dare I ask where Brother Qingchen came from?"

Yi Qingchen said calmly: "I'm ashamed to say that I still don't know the name of my master. I was born on Yuncang Island, and when I was young, I was taught by an expert by chance, but he died just after he taught me the Taoism."

Yi Qingchen's rhetoric has been carefully considered.

He wanted to fabricate an identity that had something to do with Song Xingyuan, but it was not easy to reveal, so that it would be easier to establish a good relationship.

In the book, it was vaguely mentioned that hundreds of years ago in the Xuanqing Immortal Sect, there was a fairy who left the Immortal Sect to go to Yuncang Island, where he still accepted disciples, so he should be regarded as a branch of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect. .

But in the past hundred years, that branch has not appeared in the plot, as if it disappeared without a trace, and it is not known whether it is due to reasons unrelated to the plot, or it has been lost.

In short, this is the most perfect identity that Yi Qingchen can make up after carefully reading the plot in the book.

He looked at Song Xingyuan calmly, observing the other party's reaction carefully.

Sure enough, Song Xingyuan's expression changed slightly when he heard the word Yuncang Island.He was surprised at first, then suddenly realized, and finally looked at him with some respect, and a little...love.

...Wait, love?

How can there be pity? ?

Yi Qingchen was startled in his heart, he felt that something must have happened that he didn't know about, but it was inconvenient for him to ask now.

"So that's it." Song Xingyuan sighed, looking at him more intensely, "From this point of view, brother Qingchen probably has a lot of connections with my Xuanqing fairy sect. Well, if there is anything I can help, just call me, do not mention it."

This is directly treating him as a vulnerable group.

Although Yi Qingchen was puzzled, she did not refuse.Who would refuse the protagonist's overtures?Besides...he's really weak.

He has never practiced before, so it's nothing more than supporting the scene with this appearance. If he really uses his spiritual power to fight with people, he might act like a fool in place.

"Brother Qingchen, are you tired after driving for so long? I opened an extra guest room, which is next door to us. Rest well tonight, and we will leave early tomorrow morning." Song Xingyuan got up.

"My junior sister's old injury hasn't healed yet, I'll send her up to rest first." Saying goodbye to Yi Qingchen, the two went back to the guest room.

The cup of tea in Yi Qingchen's hand was already cold, he drank it with lowered eyes, got up and went back to the guest room.

Thanks to Song Xingyuan, he can still have a room to sleep in.Yi Qingchen lay on the dry and hard bed, staring at the thick night in the void, a little lost in thought.

After a while, he silently took out two spirit stones from his arms. The spirit stones exuded a glass-like luster in the darkness, reflecting in his eyes, like some kind of faint hope.

These two spirit stones were left by him when he ate spiritual energy in the afternoon.It's not that I can't eat when I'm full, but I deliberately don't eat.

He just thought that if conflict with Jiang Hui was unavoidable, then he hoped that this bit of spiritual power could protect Song Xingyuan from returning to the fairy gate at a critical moment.

After all, he really doesn't know how to fight, and this is already the best he can do.

Yi Qingchen took a deep breath, held the spirit stone tightly in his hand, and put it on his chest.He slowly closed his eyes in the dark and fell asleep.

Probably knowing that tomorrow morning will be a critical moment, Yi Qingchen slept extraordinarily deeply tonight.

He had a strange dream.

In the dream, he was wearing a plain white robe, standing in the shade of lush flowers and plants, and seemed to be talking to someone.

"...I know you," he heard himself say. "They say you're fallen and bloodthirsty, but I don't think so. I don't think that's what you meant."

The person opposite seemed to say something.

Yi Qingchen smiled: "Don't stay so far away from me. Don't worry, the murderous aura on your body can't hurt me, if you don't believe me, try it."

He stretched out his hand towards the other party.

During the long wait, the air condensed into a dazzling void.

A hand reached out hesitantly.Pale, slender, soaked in glaring red blood.

If there is no blood, it must be a clean and beautiful hand.Yi Qingchen thought.

He watched the two hands get closer and closer, and when they were about to hold each other——

"Brother Qingchen, Brother Qingchen! Wake up!"

Yi Qingchen suddenly woke up from the dream.The night was dark, with a bright moon in the sky, in the deadly darkness, Song Xingyuan's handsome face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, with a serious and nervous expression.

Yi Qingchen's heart was beating rapidly, and her crow-like eyelashes trembled slightly, making her skin paler.He hadn't fully woken up from the dream, so he said in a hoarse voice, "...what's wrong?"

"We seem to be targeted by people from the Devil's Way," Song Xingyuan said in a low voice. "The Devil's Way has always been murderous and cruel, and we are incompatible with it. I don't know what they want to do this time. We are injured right now, so it is not appropriate to fight with them." Confrontationally."

Yi Qingchen looked at each other quietly.

Song Xingyuan hurriedly said: "We can't wait until dawn, we will leave the city first tonight, and return to the fairy gate sooner, and be safe sooner! Let's go now!"