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On the first day of October, the sky is cloudy, there are no stars and no moon, Qianqiu Peak.

Le Gui is on duty at the Yiwei Pavilion tonight. The Yiwei Pavilion is the highest point of Guanyue Peak, and the wind blows from all directions, and it always makes people feel chilly in late summer.

He carried a lantern and led the team to the front. After handing over to the previous night shift, he just stood still when he saw a baby-faced boy in a crow blue robe slowly walking over the steps paved with bluestone slabs.He and the other night-time congregants immediately lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes as if they hadn't seen them, and even their breathing slowed down, for fear of alarming him.

This seemingly young boy is the person that Shexingmen can't provoke the most - Zuojun of Shexingmen, the master of Guanyue Peak, Qi Yingxi.Since Qi Yingxi took over as the master of Guanyue Peak, he has lived in seclusion. Le Gui, a low-level congregation, has rarely seen him, but he has also heard of his moody, ruthless temperament.It is said that Mr. Qi Zuo has two fatal points that must not be touched, one is appearance, and the other is age.According to the elders of the Jiaozhong, that guy had this baby face ten years ago, and he still has this baby face now, it seems like he has become a genius.

The praying sound stopped, and everyone waited with bated breath, for fear of offending Mr. Zuo and being sent to the execution hall to suffer an innocent disaster.

What was unexpected was that the praying voice actually said, "You don't have to stay here today, just go back and rest." It was not as scary as the rumors said.

With lowered eyebrows and eyes, Le Gui retreated step by step from the bluestone steps, and finally couldn't help but quietly raised his eyes to glance at Qi Yingxi standing in front of him before turning around.

The crow-blue robe almost completely melted into the night, and the voice of prayer climbed up the steps, his back looked desolate and pitiful in the darkness.He immediately dismissed this funny idea from his mind, turned around and took the small team of guards back to rest.

That's the prayer attack, Zuo Jun of Shexingmen, a person in the world who is frightened by rumors and can stop Xiaoer Yecry, how could he look desolate and pitiful?

Qi Sheng was not in a good mood, he met Wei Qingyu at the Yun'an Inn in Meilong County that day, and after forcing him to bed, he finally felt more at ease.When he saw Wei Qingyu crying, his desire would immediately add fuel to the fire, he wished he could skin and dismantle people, fry them, fry them, turn them over and over again to eat their fill.However, the feeling of congested heart came back again, he lingered in desire for a while, and chose to stop.

Wei Qingyu's attitude towards him was extremely bad, and it was completely gone from the previous look of "holding it in the hand for fear of falling, holding it in the mouth for fear of melting".Qi Sheng became unhappy, and deliberately said something he didn't like to anger him, but he looked very good when he was angry, his eyes made of water seemed to be spitting out fire.

It's a pity that Guanyue Peak is not stable now, otherwise he could bring people back, or stay at the foot of the mountain for a longer time... No, now is not the time to think about these things.He restrained his thoughts, stepped into the Yidan Pavilion with his hands in his sleeves, and three figures slowly walked out of the darkness.

On the morning of the second day after Qi Sheng left, Wei Qingyu tidied herself up properly, and completely lost the intention of continuing to inspect the property. After passing the letter to Wei Yu, she immediately returned to Wuwu Mountain, pretending that nothing happened.

Except for the crane bone.

Wei Qingyu stroked the crane bone in her hand.He played with the crane bone flute every day, almost masochistically, and recalled that person again and again. At the beginning, he couldn't sleep almost every night. He was determined to forget all the messy things down the mountain.

Maybe it's because of the determination, or maybe because of the time. After February of the new year, when I think of that person again, whether it's prayers or prayers, it seems that there will be no more disturbances in my heart.

There was a spring snow today, and the cloud deposited a thin layer of snow outside the Tianqing Pavilion, which soon melted and wet the soil in the garden into a dark color.

Wei Qingyu is afraid of the cold, but likes snow.

Seeing the smile on his lips, Wei Yuzong hesitated for a moment, should he tell Wei Qingyu the news?It might be a good thing to cut off all contact between that person and the senior brother.

After deliberating over and over again, Wei Yuzong still opened his mouth. After all, is he qualified to make this decision on his behalf.

"Brother."

Wei Qingyu froze for a moment, he, the second junior, rarely called his senior in such a solemn tone, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

"what happened?"

"There is civil strife in the Demon Sect, Guanyue Peak is besieged, Second Shi, Zhi Puppet, and Shen Yuntu join forces to deal with the Qi Ying attack."

Wei Qingyu paused, put down the crane bone flute in her hand, looked up at him, and said, "Is he dead?"

"He escaped, but was injured, and the Dark Pavilion accepted his order to kill him." Wei Yu shook his head: This happened in October last year, and the Shexingmen blocked the news, and it is only now that it spreads out.So far, there is no news of his conferring. "

Wei Qingyu nodded and said coldly, "Then let's talk about it after he's dead."

Wei Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the elder brother who was always gentle to others to say such indifferent and decisive words, he nodded, chatted a few casual words and left.

"You should have heard it?" Wei Yu stood in the garden of the first place, condensed his voice into a line, and said to the patch of plum shadows.

Qi Sheng turned around without changing his face, still wearing the same crow blue robe, but the sleeves were stained with blood and dust, showing a bit of embarrassment.

"So what if I hear it?"

"I'm not interested in the bonus and bounty of the Dark Pavilion, but there are always people who are interested. I can pretend that you are in my innocent mountain, but stay away from my senior brother."

The prayer evoked his usual smile, and said with sarcasm and contempt: "Brother? You usually refuse to call, but now you know, isn't it too late?"

"Whether it's late or not is a matter between our brothers and sisters. You, an outsider, don't interfere."

"You, an outsider, don't get involved in the matter between him and me."

Wei Yu raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, almost gnashing his teeth: "What about him and you? What else can he have about you? You are going to ruin his life!"

When Wei Yuzong came back from Sixiangmen, Wei Qingyu seemed to be a completely different person, starting to look like a lonely soul wandering in the world, pale and powerless like a walking corpse.Wei Yu searched for a long time but couldn't find out what was going on, but seeing him sticking around all day long but refusing to play any more tunes, he also understood that his behavior had something to do with praying.After two months, Wei Qingyu was willing to play the flute again, and she still had a smile on her face, as if no one could see the lingering depression between his brows.

"I just want to ruin his life! Let him remember me, never forget me, and never leave me!" Qi Sheng showed an almost bloodthirsty smile: "He is mine. No matter life or death, he will never want to get rid of me." I."

Wei Yu showed his murderous intent, and almost couldn't bear to kill him immediately.

Prayer is still relaxed: "Although I have injuries on my body, it is not something that you can quietly kill with one blow."

If he couldn't be killed quietly and with one move, Wei Qingyu would definitely be alarmed.This is exactly the result Wei Yuzong absolutely didn't want. Seeing Qi Yingxi was killed in the garden in front of the door by her junior brother, Wei Qingyu really couldn't avoid him for the rest of her life.

Wei Yu gave up his hand with hatred and walked away: "My senior brother met you, it's really a bloody mold in eight lifetimes."

When Wei Yu walked away, Qi Sheng suddenly murmured in a low voice: "I met him, it must be because I have accumulated eight lifetimes of merit."

When Wei Yu walked far away, Qi Sheng looked back and met Wei Qingyu who was standing by the window at some time, his eyes crossed, and he was speechless for a while.

Qi Sheng laughed, revealing two sharp little canine teeth: "Don't come here, brother Wei."

Wei Qingyu looked at him straightly: "I can't afford to be a brother of Qi Zuojun."

The corners of Qi Sheng's eyes were crooked, and his smile was as bright as that domineering and coquettish young man back then. He jumped directly into the window and stood in front of Wei Qingyu.

There was only a thin line between the two, Wei Qingyu couldn't help but backed away, pulling away from him, but Qi Sheng stretched out his hand and hugged him immediately.

Wei Qingyu was at a loss and didn't know how to react, she was as shameless as him, it was hard to think of a way to deal with it.

A praying voice whispered in his ear: "Wei Qingyu...I like you, love you, and miss you."

"Are you dying?"

He laughed dully: "Not yet."

Before Wei Qingyu could understand, Qi Sheng pushed him away and went out through the window, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Somehow, he turned around again: "Brother Wei, just wait for me."