After Immortal Qing Leng loses his memory

Not seeing each other for 200 years, Xuan Shuang almost didn't recognize that it was Qi Yao. It was difficult for him to compare the timid, clingy, tearful boy with the person in front of him.

Qi Yao was dressed in black, tall and thin, with long eyebrows drawn into the temples, eyes that looked like lacquer, and a straight nose and thin lips. He was standing in front of Xuan Shuang with a long sword in his hand. He was supposed to be a handsome young man, but his expression The viciousness was fierce, and the evil spirit all over his body could not be suppressed.

His deep and narrow eyes stared at Xuan Shuang for a moment, as if he would rush up like a wolf in the next moment, and the long sword cut Xuan Shuang's throat, killing him on the spot.

The contours of the eyebrows and eyes are still the same, but with a different expression, it looks like two different people.

Xuan Shuang couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional, two different faces appeared on him, but it didn't make people feel at all disobedient, they both felt that he should be like that, and that he was not wronged by Qi Yao.

The scene suddenly fell silent for some reason, Qi Yao didn't see Xuan Shuang's answer for a long time, he couldn't help but take a step forward, who knew that as soon as he made a move, Xuan Shuang immediately took a step back and distanced himself from him again.

"Xuan Shuang..." Qi Yao's eye sockets were sore from his subconscious action. After a while, he slowly said, "You succeeded in crossing the tribulation? Are you injured?"

As soon as he said this, Xuan Shuang raised his eyes and looked over, but it was only an understatement, and his eyes did not stay on him for a moment, as if looking at him was too much, the coldness and indifference in Xuan Shuang's eyes made Qi Yao tremble. Stiffness, shortness of breath.

That day Xuanshuang turned into a blood mist and died in front of him, Qi Yao suddenly realized that he didn't want Xuanshuang's life at all, he could ignore all the vengeance with the sword, and any inner demons. At that moment, all he wanted was Xuanshuang Alive, even if Xuan Shuang ignores him from now on, it doesn't matter.

Everyone said that Xuan Shuang really lost his soul this time and disappeared from the Three Realms, but Qi Yao didn't want to believe that Xuan Shuang didn't die when he was besieged by the entire cultivation world, how could he die so easily now?

He can wait, wait for the next 500 years to come, and wait for Xuanshuang to come back from the dead again.

Day after day, year after year, he only waited for 100 years, but it was more painful than the 1000 years he stayed in Tai'a Mountain.

He thought he would have to wait forever, but in that year, he sensed Xuan Shuang's faint spiritual consciousness in his spiritual platform, and it disappeared in an instant, and he could never find it again, which seemed to be his illusion.

But Qi Yao knew that it was not an illusion. When he came out of Tai'a Mountain, he found Xuan Shuang by this kind of induction, but now Xuan Shuang seemed to be in an isolated place, and his spiritual sense could not track him down. It took a long time to find him.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Xuan Shuang is still alive, he will find him again one day.

He joined Xiaoyaozong and stayed in Xiaoyaozong.Xuan Shuang looked cold-hearted, but Qi Yao knew that he was the most soft-hearted. He wanted to use Xiaoyaozong to force Xuan Shuang to show up, but he seemed to have underestimated Xuan Shuang's determination.

He waited for many years, but Xuan Shuang still didn't show up. He sat in Xiaoyaozong day by day, waiting for someone who didn't want to see him.

Tong Qing told him to give up, thanks to what he had given Xuan Shuang was already dead, it was impossible to be alive, even if he was alive, he would never see him, and would definitely avoid him like a snake.

Qi Yao sat on the ground in an open space in the backyard of Xiaoyaozong. His chatter did not make Qi Yao feel angry and painful. Tong Qing's voice kept intruding into his mind. At that moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind : If Xuanshuang learned of Tong Qing's accident, he would definitely show up.

But as soon as he had this thought, he suppressed it severely, and he couldn't touch Tong Qing, or even anyone in Xiaoyao Sect, otherwise Xuan Shuang would be pushed further away by him, and he would never be able to forgive him.

He was patient and forced himself to wait. He would often sit under an old tree in the yard and watch it turn from verdant green leaves to withered and yellow, year after year.

Qi Yao didn't know how many colds and heats it had experienced until today, when the last leaf on the branch fell to the ground, he stared at it, and once again sensed the spiritual consciousness of Xuanshuang, who had disappeared for a hundred years.

Xuan Shuang withdrew her gaze, and was about to turn around when someone grabbed her wrist. Xuan Shuang frowned, and suddenly waved her sleeves to shake off Qi Yao's hand, but found that Qi Yao was still holding him, motionless.

Xuan Shuang was slightly startled, Qi Yao's cultivation base has jumped so fast, and he has reached the late stage of the tribulation?Every time you cross the border, there will be thunder disasters. Why haven't there been thunder disasters in the past 200 years?

"Where are you going?" Qi Yao said slowly, "I won't let you hide anymore."

Xuan Shuang frowned, and finally said the first words after the reunion, "Let go."

A strange color flashed across Qi Yao's pupils, and the strength in his hand became a little stronger, expressing the obvious meaning that he would never let go.

Xuan Shuang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he mobilized his spiritual power directly, and slapped Qi Yao's chest with his palm. He thought Qi Yao would hide, but he didn't expect him to stand there in a daze, without even blinking his eyes.

Xuan Shuang looked at him coldly, without stopping, the sound of sternum cracking came from under his palm, Xuan Shuang said: "Let go."

Qi Yao swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, and slowly shook his head.

Xuan Shuang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Qi Yao received another palm from him on the chest. Qi Yao took two palms from him forcefully, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but the strength in his hands did not relax a bit.

Xuan Shuang didn't leave much room for strikes, but he had just passed through the catastrophe, his state was not stable, his spiritual power was chaotic, and he didn't quite obey his orders.

Xuan Shuang raised his palm, but was grabbed by Qi Yao's other hand, "Xuan Shuang! You are dying!"

Forcibly mobilizing the spiritual power, destroying the meridians is a trivial matter, what's more, the Lingtai may be damaged. Even though Xuanshuang has passed the catastrophe period, the Lingtai is the death spot of all monks, and it cannot be moved at all.

Xuan Shuang's hand was still held high, he didn't give in to Qi Yao's eyes, and said word by word: "Let go."

The eyes of the two met, Qi Yao stared at Xuanshuang's eyes that were as cold as glaciers, and quickly realized that Xuanshuang seemed to be thousands of miles away from others, as cold as an iceberg, but he was actually very soft-hearted and easy to compromise , the most is to eat soft and not hard.

But if he confronted him head-on, this person would rather be broken than broken, and in the end he would only end up with a lose-lose situation.

Xuan Shuang didn't see Qi Yao's reaction for a long time, and just about to hold his breath to mobilize his spiritual power, the shackles on his hands were quickly removed, quite neatly, as if he was afraid that if he was too late, it would be too late.

Xuan Shuang withdrew his hand and heard Qi Yao say, "You have just passed through the catastrophe, so why don't you find a place to adjust your breath first?"

Xuan Shuang paused, Qi Yao looked at him with a pair of lacquered pupils, his concern was beyond words, and his tone was very natural and familiar, which gave him an illusion, as if he had never killed Qi Yao, and Qi Yao did not report the sword. The two still get along as they did 200 years ago.

Xuan Shuang's consistent style is to cut through the mess quickly, crisp and neat, he can afford it and let it go, whether it is about things or people, he dislikes being entangled and indecisive the most.

So when he learned that Qi Yao was pestering him for revenge, he had no complaints or regrets. There was no reason why he could kill others, but others could not kill him. He killed Qi Yao once, and Qi Yao killed him once. How fair and just , The two have settled between them, and they will no longer owe each other.

But what is going on now?

Xuan Shuang was puzzled, so he asked directly: "200 years ago in Drunken Dream City, the grievances between you and me were settled, and I don't remember the sword that I hated you. Now your demons should have been eliminated, why did you want to fight with me again?" Entanglement?"

Qi Yao's heart sank when he heard this, "You want to separate yourself from me?!"

"You and me," Xuan Shuang glanced at his expression, and said slowly, "What's the relationship?"

Qi Yao was taken aback when he heard the words, yes, he had never thought about what kind of relationship he had with Xuan Shuang before.

Not a senior brother, not a friend, not a confidant, not a relative, not a Taoist companion, and now even the relationship between enemies is not even considered, so how can we separate the relationship?

Just at this time, Xuanshuang's restless spiritual power slowly flowed out from the spiritual sea, and traveled to the whole body along the meridians, stinging and hot, and he had to settle down and adjust his breath as soon as possible, without further delay.

Seeing that Qi Yao had thought of something, Xuan Shuang didn't respond for a while, so she ignored him, turned around and walked towards a certain place.

As he walked and observed, Qi Yao seemed to stay where he was and didn't chase after him, which was fine, Xuan Shuang didn't bother to deal with him anymore.

After finding a cave and making sure there was no danger around, Xuan Shuang began to meditate and adjust his breathing to smooth out the disordered spiritual power in his body.

This kind of thing consumes a lot of time and energy. Xuan Shuang never imagined that he could overcome the catastrophe before, and he didn't understand this aspect at all, so that now he is alone, stumbling, groping around, waiting for him to finally smooth out his spiritual power and stabilize it. After the realm, it was mid-winter outside the cave, and white snow was falling.

Xuanshuang went down the mountain, stopped and stopped along the way, and stopped in front of a city gate called "Luocha City", which was very lively, but compared with Zuimeng City, it was not as good.

There were no pedestrians on the streets in winter, and few shops were open. Xuanshuang walked around the street. The waiter at an inn saw Xuanshuang's thin body and tattered clothes, walking alone in the heavy snow. He couldn't stop shouting: "Young master, there is a room and a charcoal stove in our store. Do you want to come in and rest for a night before you go on your way?"

Xuan Shuang paused, raised her eyes to look at the signboard, the name of the store was novel, it was called "Youjia Inn".

Seeing him staying, the waiter in the shop greeted him even more enthusiastically when he saw that there was a show going on. Xuanshuang originally wanted to go back to the cave to stay, but then he thought about it, how could a cave be as comfortable as a bed.

He walked up to an inn, and the waiter led him to the upper room on the second floor. Without Xuanshuang's instructions, hot water, food, and clean clothes were brought up one by one.

Xuanshuang could do the body cleansing technique, but the tub in front of her was steaming, Xuanshuang remembered that she hadn't touched the water for a long time, so she took a good bath.

slam-la-

The sound of water was heard in the guest room, Xuan Shuang took off her clothes, walked into the bathtub, the heat source wrapped her body, Xuan Shuang sighed comfortably.

Resting his head on the edge of the bucket, Xuan Shuang slowly closed his eyes, the water turned hot and cold, hot and cold again, repeated this cycle several times, just as Xuan Shuang was about to get up, he felt someone approaching him.

He is still an old acquaintance, really haunted, very difficult to deal with.

When the guest room door was pushed open, Xuan Shuang had already put on her clothes and stood quietly in the room, staring coldly at Qi Yao who had pushed the door open.

There were a few snowflakes on Qi Yao's eyelashes, his body was covered with cold air, and his shoulders were soaked in black robes, as if the wind and snow had melted and smudged.

His appearance made Xuan Shuang wonder if he was chasing him all the way here, otherwise it would be hard to explain why Qi Yao pushed the door in behind as soon as he arrived here.

"Are you following me?" Xuan Shuang said.

The author says:

It's useless for you to stalk me, damn it.