After wearing a book, I became an egg

This small movement at this table was submerged in the chattering crowd, and it was inconspicuous at all. Only a few people at the next table subconsciously glanced at it, so no one paid attention.

Yi Qingchen looked down at the messy tabletop, and was about to wipe it with a handkerchief in a hurry, but saw a slender and clean hand picked up the handkerchief before him, and wiped off the tea on the table unhurriedly.He stared at that hand, he didn't dare to look up, his heart was already in a mess.

...What those disciples said just now is probably the real Immortal Chaoyu, and I didn't expect to meet him so soon.

Did Jiang Hui hear what he just said?

He had heard it himself, and it didn't make sense that Jiang Hui didn't hear it, so what Jiang Hui was thinking, he must have started to doubt it?What should he do now, should he confess directly, or...

"Chao Yu," Jiang Hui called.

Yi Qingchen came back to his senses suddenly, saw that Jiang Hui had restored the table to its original shape, and pushed the re-brewed tea to his hand.He took the tea in a daze, took a sip without taste, and swallowed it without tasting anything.

"Is it better now?" Jiang Hui looked at him.

Yi Qingchen looked up, and the other party's dark eyes were calm, without any emotion, and it was impossible to judge whether the other party heard those people's conversation.

Didn't you really hear that?

But if he heard it, it was related to Chaoyu Xianjun, so how could he be so calm?

Yi Qingchen hesitated for a moment, rubbed the cup with his fingers, and said: "I'm fine, I just think what they said just now seems to be quite interesting."

Jiang Hui was silent for a while, then sighed softly.

"Don't think too much." Jiang Hui put his hand over the back of his hand, and smiled helplessly, "I thought I made it very clear that night, and you won't care about this kind of thing if you have heard it before. I didn't expect that you still didn't trust me enough."

Yi Qingchen was taken aback: "No, it's not that I don't trust you, I just..."

"Then what are you worried about? I said you are who you are." Jiang Hui looked at him steadfastly, rubbing his slightly cool fingertips against his palm, "Trust me, okay?"

Yi Qingchen was stunned.

The group of disciples at the table next to them were discussing about meeting important people from the Celestial Immortal Sect two days later, and then changed the topic by chirping.Compared with the lively and lively other table, the atmosphere between the two was a bit stagnant.

Yi Qingchen lowered his eyes and didn't answer, neither said yes nor bad.

Jiang Hui looked at him: "The Celestial Immortal Gate is not far from here, if you're concerned, why don't we go and have a look."

Taking him to meet the deity, is it so rude and direct?

Yi Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously felt that the scene might be awkward, but after thinking about it, she nodded and agreed.

When dusk fell to the west, the two arrived at the mountain path of Tianji Xianmen.

The disciples guarding the Tianji Immortal Gate saw two figures, one black and one white, from a distance, and didn't pay much attention to them.After all, Tianji Xianmen has a good reputation for being friendly. Outsiders often come here for help, and it is normal for strangers to come here.

But the two of them were walking in the cold wind, and there was an inexplicable feeling of being elegant and dusty, which made people unconsciously take a second look.

When the two of them walked to the door, the gatekeepers could see clearly that one of the monks in white was wearing half a silver mask, and his exposed jaw was as white as ice and snow, so white that it almost glowed.

He was stunned by the white patch, and then he stepped forward as if he had just woken up from a dream: "What's the matter with the two elders here?"

Yi Qingchen said warmly: "We two passed by here, my friend accidentally contracted a cold, and he didn't recover in a few days, so I came here to seek help from the Celestial Immortal Sect."

The gatekeeper disciple heard the sound and looked at the person standing beside him, probably because of his illness, he was afraid of the cold. The dark robe almost covered his head and face, so he couldn't see clearly, only a pair of dark and deep eyes were exposed.The hanging hand was slender and pale, and without trying it, I knew it must be cold to the bone.

The guard disciple nodded, no doubt about him.

This kind of situation is not uncommon. Due to the environment of Jingcheng, some foreign monks will contract a special cold syndrome. Ordinary folk doctors don't like it. They have to use the method of Tianji Xianmen to help cure them.

"You two, please come with me." The gatekeeper disciple led them into the fairy gate, and after telling a young disciple to take them to a temporary residence, he turned around and asked the steward.

The younger disciples were much more lively and talkative than the gatekeeper disciples. Seeing that Jiang Hui was suffering from a cold, he gave a lot of caring words along the way.

"...Don't worry, the two elders, there were some people who were not used to Jingcheng's weather before and suffered from similar cold symptoms.

"But don't be afraid, my senior brother and the others are very powerful, and these cold symptoms have been cured by them."

......

Yi Qingchen listened absent-mindedly, while staring at the little disciple's round body, feeling inexplicably like a hawthorn rolling in front.

I don't know if others saw him walking like this when he was still an egg.

It turned out to be so... strange.

Yi Qingchen looked at it for a while, and the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.He looked away, and found that Jiang Hui who was on the side seemed to be looking at him for an unknown amount of time.

Yi Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, inexplicably feeling that his thoughts just now have been seen through.He hurriedly looked at Little Shanzha, diverting his attention: "By the way, we heard some rumors about the Celestial Gate on the way here."

"What rumor?" Little Hawthorn couldn't help slowing down.

Yi Qingchen said: "It is said that you have an extremely powerful disciple, and other immortal sects want to ask for him, but is it true?"

Little Hawthorn's expression suddenly turned subtle.

"This matter," he paused, and frowned, "it should be Brother Minghuai. A while ago, a few people from the Immortal Sect were invited to watch the Grand Competition in the sect. After reading it, I wanted to ask Brother Minghuai to leave, it was just unreasonable!"

"Do you know why?"

"This... It is said that Senior Brother Ming Huai has a relationship with one of their fallen elders."

Jiang Hui's eyes fell on Little Shanzha, and he suddenly said, "There are big contests in the door every year, so why did you only ask for someone this year? Isn't that strange?"

Little Shanzha thought for a while: "There is a reason for this. Brother Ming Huai was accepted by Xianmen a few years ago, but I heard that he lacked a soul at that time, so his body has always been weak, and he has never shown himself in front of everyone." Face.

"But a few days ago, after he left the customs, his health seemed to have suddenly improved, and he won the first place in the competition. Master explained that Senior Brother Huai's soul has returned, and said that he is a rare sword cultivator seedling. Everyone They are all very happy, but who knows that Xuanqing Immortal Sect has taken a fancy to it."

The return of the soul...

Don't let him occupy this body, maybe the one who wakes up in this body is the original owner.

Yi Qingchen subconsciously glanced at Jiang Hui again, wanting to know the other party's reaction, but unexpectedly, his hand suddenly became hot, and a hand clasped his hand, and Yi Qingchen's ears felt slightly warm for some reason.

Obviously Jiang Hui didn't look at him, but he had the feeling that he was being noticed by the other party all the time.

"Here we are." Little Shanzha led them into a guest room and said, "You two stay here tonight, I'll go and see which senior is on duty tonight, if he is here, let him show you .”

Yi Qingchen thanked the other party, and Little Shanzha left.

The hands of the two were still clasped together, and they seemed a little intimate and a little strange along the way.There were outsiders just now, Yi Qingchen couldn't move too much, at this moment there were only the two of them in the room, he lowered his eyes and wanted to pull his hand out.

Jiang Hui let go of his hand first.

"The road was slippery just now." Jiang Hui took half a step back and explained.

Yi Qingchen nodded, her hand dropped to her side, she unconsciously rubbed her fingertips, and vaguely felt that there was still some kind of warm touch on them.

There was an inexplicable feeling in my heart, as if I was a little greedy for the touch of the fingertips of the other party, and felt a little bit reluctant.As soon as this idea popped up, his eyelids twitched, and he quickly pressed it back firmly.

Yi Qingchen's heart sank gradually.

At a certain moment before, he thought about whether Jiang Hui was right when he was so sure, what if he was really Xianjun Chaoyu?Now that I think about it, this idea is ridiculous.

Even now, he has continued the preferences he had when he was a egg, and he doesn't want to let go when he holds someone else's hand.

Yi Qingchen sighed secretly.

Look, he really is an egg, what kind of Chaoyu Xianjun is he?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0817:09:50~2020-07-1000:21:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 bald;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!