Immortal Venerable, he showed his fish tail

Jing Qishu got into another misfortune, Xuan Huaijin skillfully and quickly took out the elixir, stepped forward to feed Lin Ye, and the person who was lying on the ground just now could get up immediately, his face turned pale, and he sat down. While meditating on the ground to digest the medicine, Xuan Huaijin apologized to Lin Jiwen with a smile.

"I'm really sorry, Qishu has a bad temper and doesn't like others pointing swords at him."

Lin Jiwen wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, as long as he is fine.

He was afraid that Lin Ye would make trouble after he finished his meditation, so he ordered the disciples next to him to watch over Lin Ye, and hurriedly took Jing Qishu and the others away.

Arranging people into the small courtyard, Lin Jiwen left.

Looking at his back, Xuan Huaijin sighed: "This man is too stupid, he only does things that are thankless."

He habitually wanted to lean on people, and when he tilted his body, he realized that Lin Changjian was not there, so he stood up straight regretfully, and said, "Go in, Changjian was called by his brother to make troubles, I hope they don't fight in a while .”

This small courtyard is not big, only three rooms can accommodate people. They entered the living room and sat down in it. Xuan Huaijin gave a brief introduction to the situation here. As Jing Qishu knew before, there is not much inside the Lin family. Welcome to Tiandaomeng, the letter to Tiandaomeng was written by Lin Jiwen.

Now it seems that Lin Jiwen does not seem to have the ability to control the Lin family.

Xuan Huaijin lazily leaned on the chair and said casually: "Maybe we will be kicked out tomorrow."

Jing Qishu was noncommittal about this matter, and Heng Rong had nothing to do with it. Sitting beside him drinking tea, Xuan Huaijin looked back and forth between the two of them. At the end, he sighed enviously: "That's great."

If you don't dig a hole and don't bury it, you don't need to clean up the mess when you get into trouble.

When will he be like Jing Qishu, paralyzed and act like a fool.

Jing Qishu didn't know that he was being complained about again. He drank tea like Hengrong, miscalculated the heat of the tea, and got scalded to his mouth.

Xianzun put in tons of effort to maintain his personality, but when he looked up, he found Hengrong was looking at him with a smile in his dark eyes, which obviously exposed Xianzun's poor acting skills.

Jing Qishu: "..."

He put the cup on the table with a "snap", thinking to himself, I'm bored, let him and Heng Rong die together.

Xuan Huaijin didn't notice the little episode here, he was annoyed since he was in the Lin family, to be precise, he was annoyed since Lin Changjian was called away by Lin Changfeng.

He took a deep breath, sat up straight and wanted to talk to Jing Qishu about something serious, but Lin Changjian came in from the outside, his eyes swept around the room, and fell on Xuan Huaijin: "Come with me, Lin Jiajia Mainly see you."

Xuan Huaijin swallowed her breath again, got up and stood beside Lin Changjian, and before leaving, she did not forget to tell Jing Qishu: "Stay honestly, don't run around."

Jing Qishu blinked innocently: "I have always been honest."

Xuan Huaijin: I believe in you.

Xuan Huaijin followed Lin Changjian away, Jing Qishu was bored, got up and said, "Go back to the room?"

In broad daylight, it seemed that something was wrong for the two big men to go back to the room. After thinking about it, he decided to ignore Xuan Huaijin's warning just now and go out for a walk with Heng Rong.

Heng Rong naturally had no objection, and followed behind Jing Qishu.

They walked around Lin's house and found a library. After asking the disciples at the door if they could enter, the two entered the library.

Heng Rong came here to find books and stories related to the Lin family's Xunlongjian. The Lin family's hidden sword building is a forbidden area, outsiders like them can't enter, and they know little about Xunlongjian.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find any useful information. Not only that, there seemed to be no serious books in this building. After flipping through, they were all some unofficial history books with extremely exaggerated contents. Jing Qishu even found a copy of " "The Past of Immortals and Demons", when I opened it, it turned out to be a story about thousands of years ago, when the immortals and demons had not yet reconciled, the immortal sage and the demon king fell in love and killed each other.

Coincidentally, the demon king in this story is also a black dragon who has fallen into the devil, and the saint is a monk born with a phoenix pattern on his body.

Jing Qishu couldn't hold back and flipped through two pages, using extremely evocative words, all of which were paid for.

With a red face, he inserted the book back to its original position, and muttered in a low voice, "Is this the same person as Di Xing and Phoenix..."

Heng Rong next to him asked, "What bronze man?"

Jing Qishu was startled, and said hastily, "No, there's nothing about bronze figures and gold figures, it's just an unofficial history."

However, Heng Rong became interested: "What unofficial history?"

He came over to get the book, but Jing Qishu pinned his arm, and the Immortal Venerable blushed behind his ears, and stared at him with wide eyes: "Don't look, this is too wild, you are still young, you can't read it!"

Hang Rong:?

Before I could inquire carefully, there was a "squeak" from downstairs, and someone came in.

"My father really left them behind. If you want me to say, since they are uninvited guests, just drive them away, hmph... Tiandao League, what Tiandao League is just a bunch of mobs."

The one who spoke was a boy with a very familiar voice, that boy named Lin Ye.

Heng Rong signaled Jing Qishu not to speak, and leaned over to the railing to look down—the library is divided into two floors, standing at the railing on the second floor, you can just see the door on the first floor.

Jing Qishu also followed, and the two of them looked down, only to see Lin Ye walking in with a man in a disciple's uniform. Lin Ye looked very dissatisfied, and cursed as he walked, "Grass, it's thanks to him that you shot so hard. He is still a highly respected immortal, yet he cares about a junior like me, he looks like a narrow-minded person, maybe the number one title in the world is flattered by others, but it is actually a worthless embroidered pillow inside!"

Jing Qishu raised his eyebrows. It seems that Xuan Huaijin's panacea is still too easy to use. The person who was beaten up by him just now can stand up and gossip about him behind his back.

If he had known that Xuan Huaijin's panacea was so effective, he would have acted harder just now.

Lin Ye led the people to go inside, and then he couldn't see him standing on the second floor, he could only hear him saying: "Why do you help us find the dragon sword, it's just a broken sword, even one that can be pulled out after hundreds of years I don’t have any sheaths, if you want me to say, if you lose it, you lose it, what else are you looking for.”

The disciple didn't dare to go against Lin Ye's intention, and kept saying yes by the side.

Jing Qishu didn't make much sense, and he was afraid of standing on the stairs. Lin Ye went up the stairs after a while and was found, so he wanted to turn his head and go to another place, but Heng Rong was standing behind him, leaning over the railing. Turning his head, he almost collided with Heng Rong.

The bright red lips brushed the corners of Heng Rong's lips, Heng Rong was also startled, and took two steps back, a trace of surprise flashed across his handsome face, and he looked at Jing Qishu in astonishment.

Jing Qishu was even more stunned, what did he encounter just now?

Lin Ye downstairs heard the movement and raised his voice, "Who is listening to Grandpa's speech?"

Jing Qishu panicked instantly, he looked downstairs, then at Hengrong, leaned in front of Hengrong, and grabbed Hengrong's lapel with his hands.

Immortal Venerable got too close, and the faint fragrance from his body hit him, not sweet, but with a hint of bitterness, Heng Rong was taken aback, and subconsciously stopped Jing Qishu's waist.

His waist is so thin.

Hang Rong lowered her eyes, avoiding Jing Qishu again.

On the other side, Lin Ye had already come upstairs, he stepped on the wooden stairs very hard, as his footsteps approached, Jing Qishu became more and more nervous, he urged Hengrong to leave this place quickly, but Hengrong like a statue.

Soon, Lin Ye came up the stairs, Jing Qishu was in a bad mood, it was over, he was going to be found out.

He froze in place and did not dare to move, but Lin Ye's eyes swept over him and Heng Rong, his face full of doubts: "It's weird, I just heard someone talking."

He couldn't see himself and Hengrong!

Jing Qishu breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that Heng Rong had cast a spell to hide the figures of the two of them just now, watching Lin Ye walk to the other end of the bookshelf, Jing Qishu almost collapsed in Heng Rong's arms, but Heng Rong held him waist, leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "Don't talk, he can hear you."

Jing Qishu: "..."

Heng Rong's lips almost rubbed against his ear, and her low voice was breathy, but with a strength that was not usually there, it gently scratched Jing Qishu's heart.

His waist was softer, and the hand on his back was slightly forceful, and with almost no effort, he was completely pulled into his arms.

Jing Qishu is like a boiled crab, losing the ability to resist, and burying his head in Heng Rong's chest in despair—what is Lin Ye doing here?Why is he still not leaving?

Not only did Lin Ye not leave, he went to the back of the bookshelf to take a look, and after finding no one there, he still suspected that he had heard something just now, turned around, and came to Jing Qishu and Hengrong again.

He got closer and closer, almost bumping into Heng Rong and Jing Qishu. Jing Qishu heard the sound of footsteps approaching, quietly looked up from Heng Rong's arms, and found that Lin Ye's face was almost reaching Heng Rong. Rong's arms came.

Although the invisibility charm can prevent Lin Ye from seeing them, it cannot erase their existence. If they bump into them, they will still feel that there are people here.

Playing horror games and hiding in cabinets back then was not so scary, Jing Qishu only felt his heart was being tightened, and started beating wildly. He didn't dare to look at it, and buried his head into Hengrong's arms again, only hoping that the unlucky child would hurry up Walk.

He was wrong, he shouldn't have kicked him that way.

He should break his leg directly, so that he can't go out for half a month.

For Heng Rong, this was a novel feeling.

Jing Qishu recovered his sanity, he was no longer the mermaid of the past, but he trusted himself as before, and would hide in his arms when encountering such a thing.

Does he still remember that he is the Chief Immortal Venerable of the Heavenly Dao League?Xianzun will not bury his face in other people's arms.

other people.

Heng Rong couldn't help thinking about these two words in his heart again, would Jing Qishu hide in other people's arms?Have a better relationship with him, such as Xuan Huaijin, such as Lin Changjian?

The hand on Jing Qishu's waist suddenly tightened, and Heng Rong squeezed the person in his arms tighter with more force.

Jing Qishu noticed Hengrong's exertion, raised his head unexpectedly, and found that Lin Ye had already left, he licked his lips, and whispered: "Should we go back?"

After he finished speaking, Heng Rong didn't respond, he still lowered his eyes to look elsewhere, his dark eyes flashed with emotions that Jing Qishu couldn't understand.

Heng Rong's hand was still on his waist, Jing Qishu struggled slightly, and whispered: "Heng Rong?"

Heng Rong seemed to be back to his senses, and let go of Jing Qishu.

Jing Qishu took a step back, took a furtive look at Hengrong, and found that his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior just now.

Maybe he was just worried that Lin Ye would find out that he was too nervous, so he wrapped his arms around his waist.

Jing Qishu didn't dare to think too much, he bowed his head obediently, and tugged at Hengrong's sleeve: "Shall we go?"

Heng Rong said in a low voice: "Yes."

The two left the library and returned to the small courtyard where they were temporarily staying.

Xuan Huaijin and Lin Changjian have already returned, and Xuan Huaijin has not collected any useful information here. As everyone expected, Lin Changfeng did not welcome their arrival, and even made it clear that they were the ones who lost the dragon-seeking sword. The internal affairs of the Lin family have nothing to do with Tiandaomeng. I hope they don't meddle in their own business and go back soon.

"The Lin family has never formally joined the Tiandao League, but they have joined forces in several operations to wipe out the Nether Dao, and they are barely considered partners."

Speaking of this, Xuan Huaijin looked at Lin Changjian complainingly, and said, "What kind of conflict did you and your elder brother bother you back then? He didn't even want to vacate a place for us to stay for a few more days."

Lin Changjian hadn't spoken since he came back. When Xuan Huaijin asked him, he just said coldly, "It has nothing to do with me."

Xuan Huaijin had no choice but to say to Jing Qishu: "Go back and rest, and see the situation tomorrow. If the Lin family insists on solving this matter by themselves, we can only go back."

Jing Qishu raised his eyebrows, hurriedly called them over, and drove them away without any resolution?

Jing Qishu and Heng Rong returned to the room, there was still only one bed in this room, Jing Qishu lay on the outside of the bed, patted the position inside, and said: "You sleep inside."

In a mortal home, husband and wife sleep, and only the wife sleeps in it.

His little thoughts were quickly seen through by Heng Rong, who stood beside the bed with a smile that was not a smile, and said: "The Immortal Venerable is dishonest in sleeping in the middle of the night, it is better for the Immortal Venerable to stay inside, I am afraid that you will fall halfway."

Jing Qishu muttered softly, "We're not in that kind of relationship, cheapskate..."

This kind of behavior is like boys asking each other to call themselves father, full of childish desire to win and lose between males, Jing Qishu is not mature, nor aloof, but he did not expect that Hengrong would be here In terms of haggling over every detail.

He obediently moved in to make room for Heng Rong.

Heng Rong lay down beside Jing Qishu.

Every time he lay down, Jing Qishu would feel that the bed was crowded, and he forced himself to close his eyes and sleep.

When Jing Qishu wasn't thinking wildly, his sleeping efficiency was quite high, and after lying down for a while, his breathing became longer.

He fell asleep.

In the darkness, Heng Rong opened his eyes without any sleepiness, staring straight at the top of the bed curtain.

Compared with the last time they slept together, the relationship between the two became closer, and Jing Qishu also dispelled his guard against him, and when he said sleep, he really fell asleep.

The last time the two were lying down and pretending to be sleeping with each other.

Thinking of the situation at that time, Heng Rong couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile, but before he could finish laughing, Jing Qishu next to him moved his body, and then, a hairy head rested on his shoulder.

Heng Rong became stiff in an instant, this furry head still had an unfamiliar temperature, it was too warm and too soft.

How can a person be so soft after falling asleep?

The more Jing Qishu slept, the closer he got to Hengrong, his forehead rested on Hengrong's shoulder, and he leaned over.

Heng Rong also couldn't figure it out more and more. During the day, when Jing Qishu was awake, his figure was as tall and slender as a bamboo, and when he kicked people, he was crisp and quick, but he fell asleep...how could he be so soft.

Half of his body was numb from Jing Qishu's pillow, and his whole body was like falling into a dream.

It was late at night, but he could feel his own violent heartbeat more and more.

One sound made him unable to sleep.

The wind blew outside at some unknown time, and the whimpering wind covered his heartbeat, and then, the rain fell, and the open window let in a trace of damp cool wind, and then, a muffled thunder sounded.

The loud sound made the ground tremble, Jing Qishu beside him trembled violently, and grabbed Heng Rong's arm.

In the darkness, Jing Qishu opened his eyes, his breathing was rapid, and his voice flustered: "What's wrong? Something exploded?"

The explosion of the mecha colliding with the wormhole in the previous life was so unforgettable that Jing Qishu had a stress disorder to this sound. After he hugged Hengrong's arm, he realized that he was dead long ago In that explosion, reincarnations have been reincarnated for 1 years.

Jing Qishu heaved a sigh of relief, let go of Hengrong, and raised half of his body: "What exploded outside?"

There was a sound of sleepiness and a hint of panic in his voice.

Heng Rong simply sat up, supported Jing Qishu's trembling body, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it's Lei."

"Really?" Jing Qishu was skeptical, and the two were silent for a while, listening to the sound of rain outside.

Heng Rong didn't feel any fluctuations of aura and magic energy, it was indeed Lei.

Jing Qishu said, "How can there be thunder in this season?"

Heng Rong said in a low voice: "Wuzhong is located in the south, which is different from the Fifty States."

The Changlin they went to earlier was in the north of the Fifty States.

The two of them were talking, and there was another loud thunder outside, Jing Qishu understood it this time, it was indeed thunder.

He breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down again.

Heng Rong was still sitting beside him, the Immortal Venerable had very good eyesight, he could see that Heng Rong was only wearing obscene clothes, and his long black hair was spread out, which was different from his usual self.

This kind of Heng Rong was too unfamiliar, completely defenseless, Jing Qishu turned sideways, patted the pillow beside him, and said, "Lie down, let's chat for a while."

Hang Rong lay down beside Jing Qishu, and Jing Qishu brushed up a strand of his hair with his fingertips out of boredom, and asked softly, "What does deep sleep feel like? Is it like sleeping like usual? Can you dream?"

Heng Rong paused for a moment, and said, "Sleep like usual, without dreaming."

Just, once the eyes are closed and opened, 1 years have passed.

Jing Qishu said, "It's amazing, then after you wake up, will you not be able to sleep now?"

Hengrong really couldn't sleep tonight, but it didn't matter that he had been asleep for thousands of years.

He shook his head: "No."

Jing Qishu still had a lot of drowsiness left, he yawned, but he didn't want to sleep anymore, the thunder outside made him panic, the moment he was awakened from his sleep just now, he really thought he was back when the wormhole exploded .

It's a little scary, so don't sleep.

Jing Qishu didn't look at where he was when he lay down just now, he had already approached Hengrong in his sleep, and Hengrong was still lying in the same position just now, the distance between the two was shortened a lot.

Jing Qishu didn't realize it at first, but when he realized it, the two of them had chatted for a while, and if he wanted to leave again, it was too deliberate.

He simply persuaded himself to ignore this, and continued to pester Hengrong to ask questions.

Heng Rong answered them one by one, what was he like when he fell asleep, how did the two get along before he fell asleep, what kind of people were Phoenix and Di Xing, and what was the human race like ten thousand years ago.

Jing Qishu's questions were messy, he asked everything, and Hengrong answered in a scattered manner, and while chatting, he felt sleepy after a long absence.

He followed Jing Qishu and yawned, rubbed himself under the quilt, and asked in a low voice: "What about you? You said you still remember the previous life, what was the previous life like?"

Jing Qishu thought about it, and roughly told Heng Rong about his time, Heng Rong smiled: "I never thought that people who don't know how to practice have the opportunity to go beyond the Nine Heavens."

"Beyond Nine Heavens?" Jing Qishu suddenly became interested: "What kind of place is that?"

Heng Rong said: "That is the place where the first ax was struck by Pangu, and it is also the place where the bones of Nuwa and Fuxi are buried. Just like what you described, it is a dark, vast, deep and boundless place, and the stars revolve in it... But I haven't seen any glowing balls, so it's probably a little different."

Jing Qishu corrected, "It's a planet! A planet! The land under our feet is actually a ball."

Heng Rong smiled: "That's not necessarily the case. Your world may not be the same as mine, but it's similar, there are always some things in common."

Jing Qishu snorted twice, and said in disbelief, "I thought you would think it was a strange thing for me to be reborn by possessing someone else's body."

Hengrong said: "Beyond the human world there is heaven and earth, and there is chaos outside of heaven and earth. Beyond chaos, there may not be a second world. If Pan Gu can break through chaos, someone can break through the time and space you mentioned. Whether it’s a coincidence or an accident, these things cannot be completely controlled.”

Heng Rong said softly: "It's nothing strange, you are here now, you have friends, you have a family, that's enough."

The sentence "nothing strange" completely pressed Jing Qishu's flustered heart back into his chest cavity. Jing Qishu suddenly felt lucky that he met Heng Rong and could tell him his own story. He was not surprised, not surprised. Strange, even talking about the vast starry sky and reincarnation with him.

Jing Qishu was a little agitated, couldn't help but moved closer to Heng Rong, and whispered softly, "How do you know so much?"

Hengrong froze, the soft feeling came again, he moved his fingers, as if in a library, he wanted to wrap his arms around the waist of the person next to him, he was thinking, the scene in bed is very different , and Jing Qishu standing in the library... Is the waist the same?Could it be... softer?

This weird thought had already arisen, Heng Rong didn't dare to move anymore.

what happened to him?Just think about weird things.

In order to divert his attention, Heng Rong said his previous guess: "You said that you were reincarnated because of a violent explosion. Since your reincarnation, your mind has been impaired and you are confused. I suspect that your injury is from your previous life. Suffering, you came here with your injuries, and after so many years, you finally recovered a while ago."

Jing Qishu thought about it carefully and found it very reasonable, nodded and said, "Maybe so."

Jing Qishu raised his head, wanting to say something to Heng Rong, but Heng Rong put his hand on the top of his head.

The hairy head was pushed down, and in the darkness, Heng Rong said: "Go to sleep, stop chatting, talk again, it will be dawn."

Jing Qishu could only shut up unwillingly, and quietly moved his body wrapped in the quilt to Heng Rong's side.

He thought he was hiding it, but he didn't know that Heng Rong had already discovered it.

In the darkness, those deep black eyes deepened.

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