I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

"Master."

Qiu Manxi was using chopsticks dipped in water to wipe Yi Xuefeng's chapped lips, when he heard this name for the first time, his hand shook, and a drop of water from the chopsticks fell directly on Yi Xuefeng's collarbone.

Qiu Manxi looked at him blankly.

Yi Xuefeng's eyes were slightly opened, and his long hair was covered with scattered flowers and running water on the pillow. He tilted his head slightly and tears fell from the corners of his eyes into his long hair.

"Master." Yi Xuefeng looked at him and murmured, "Master, when are you coming back?"

He struggled and raised his hand towards Qiu Manxi. Qiu Manxi looked at the hideous wound on his wrist in a daze, and suddenly reacted. He hurriedly pressed Yi Xuefeng's bloody hand on the couch with trembling hands, and said softly Said: "Be good, treat the injury first..."

His comforting words stopped abruptly, Qiu Manxi tried to make a sound, opened and closed his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Yi Xuefeng didn't know if he heard his words, his fingers connected to his heart, he was so painful that he wanted to pass out, even so, he still struggled to pull Qiu Manxi, Qiu Manxi couldn't see him hurting himself like this, so he bent down and gently Wrapped around half of his body.

The clear scent of wine surrounds Yi Xuefeng's surroundings. I don't know if it awakened his sense of peace when he was young, but he just felt tiredness swept over by the clear breath, and his eyes closed slowly uncontrollably.

Yi Xuefeng half-closed her eyes, trying not to let herself fall asleep, and was still muttering: "Master, when will you..."

When are you coming back?

His voice became smaller and smaller, until he finally closed his eyes and fell asleep tiredly.

Qiu Manxi stared at him blankly for a while, and was about to raise his hand to reach his heart, when someone knocked twice on the door beside him, and Ning Yu's voice came from outside: "Master, I'm coming in."

Qiu Manxi withdrew his hands abruptly, retracting his wide sleeves to barely cover the faint trembling, he took a few deep breaths quickly, and after soothing the soreness in his eyes, he returned to his usual gentle appearance.

"Come in."

Ning Yu came over with a bowl of medicine with a sullen face. Seeing Yi Xuefeng who was fast asleep on the bed, he handed the medicine to Qiu Manxi, frowned and said, "Aren't there many people in Hanhuai River? Why do you ask me to bring the medicine?" ?”

No one dared to order Ning Jianzun to do such a thing. He was extremely unfamiliar with how to serve medicine, and he almost dropped the bowl when he crossed the threshold.

Qiu Manxi took the bowl silently, looking down at the ripples in the bowl, wondering what he was thinking.

Ning Yu sensed something was wrong: "Master?"

Qiu Manxi gently blew on the hot medicine with a spoon, and said calmly: "You hurt people like this, don't order you to order anyone."

Ning Yu said: "I'll say it one last time, I didn't touch him at all!"

Qiu Manxi nodded perfunctorily: "Understood, go out, you have nothing to do."

Ning Yu was very dissatisfied with Qiu Manxi's behavior of treating him as a medicine boy, but seeing Yi Xuefeng's pale face, he managed to suppress his displeasure, and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Qiu Manxi said: "After feeding the medicine, I will check his spiritual veins. You first get out the pot of spiritual flowers on the window."

Ning Yu frowned and looked at the bouquet of flowers swaying in the wind on the window lattice, probably seeing something, his eyes narrowed suddenly.

He had been to Yi Xuefeng's residence before, but at that time he came for the purpose of getting him up early to practice sword, and he didn't pay much attention to the strangeness in his room.

Now, if you spend a little time looking at it, you will notice the magnificent spirit flower on the window lattice.

Ning Yu's face was very gloomy. He walked forward quickly, raised his hand and crushed the extremely coquettish flower by the waist, and held it in his palm, and opened the door without looking back, intending to leave.

Qiu Manxi had already forcefully fed Yi Xuefeng a few mouthfuls of medicine, and when he heard the movement, he looked back at him and said, "Where are you going?"

Ning Yu said coldly: "Go look for Song Jingsheng——Linfan Junlin entrusted Lin Fuyu to them before his ascension, is this how they took care of him?"

He held hands firmly, his eyes were fierce, and he seemed to want to go out and kill people.

Qiu Manxi said: "Don't be impulsive, this poison may not be poisoned by Song Jingsheng."

Ning Yu stopped, frowned and looked back at him.

"South vertical?"

Qiu Manxi sighed, and said: "Wait until Xiao Xianjun wakes up, you go out first, and bring a bowl of medicine over at night."

Ning Yu: "There is no shortage of people in Hanhuai River to serve the little fairy. The ceremony of the immortal way is not over yet, and I still have important things to do..."

Qiu Manxi raised his hand to wipe away the medicine stains from Yi Xuefeng's lips, and then he looked away from the eyes that had been staring at Yi Xuefeng's face. He smiled at Ning Yu and asked in a good-tempered manner: "What is the important thing that matters to Xiao Xianjun?"

Ning Yu looked at him with a look of "what the hell are you talking about?", snorted, and turned away without bothering to speak.

It wasn't until Ning Yu's aura disappeared in the courtyard that Qiu Manxi raised his hand and untied Yi Xuefeng's thin skirt.

As soon as the elixir made by Han Huaichuan from the spirit flower entered the meridian, the hideous wound on Yi Xuefeng's hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the wound had returned to its original state in a short while, leaving no trace other than some redness. trace.

Qiu Manxi tried his best to keep himself calm. He pushed aside the skirt of Yi Xuefeng's chest, and gently covered his heart with his slightly cool hands, slowly poking in a wave of spiritual power.

The feeling of being penetrated with spiritual power from the heart is not very pleasant, Yi Xuefeng only felt as if something had directly smashed into his soul, although the spiritual power was a bit too gentle, but the soul can't be touched casually .

As soon as Qiu Manxi's spiritual power penetrated a little, he was instinctively knocked out by the spirit.

Qiu Manxi withdrew his hand abruptly, staring blankly at the palm covered with a thin layer of ice, unable to recover for a long time.

When Yi Xuefeng was injured, Qiu Manxi personally used his spiritual power to try to draw out the cold poison in the meridians. He spent seven days and seven nights penetrating into Yi Xuefeng's meridians and soul, so he was naturally very familiar with his soul.

The person in front of...

It was the real Yi Xuefeng, the child he raised since childhood.

For a hundred years, Yi Xuefeng's death was like a dream to Qiu Manxi.

Before he retreated, Yi Xuefeng was still that well-behaved young man, she bent her eyes and acted coquettishly at him, asking him: "Master, when are you coming back?"

There is no fixed number of days for a monk to retreat, it can be as short as a few months, or as long as hundreds of years. Qiu Manxi can't tell, so he had to coax him: "I will come back soon, when you grow to the height of your senior brother, I I'll be back."

Yi Xuefeng looked at Ning Yu who was taller than her at the beginning of the film, frowned and struggled for a long time before saying, "Okay, I will try my best to grow taller."

Ning Yu sneered while holding his sword.

Qiu Manxi told him: "Take good care of Xuefeng, I can't spare you even if he loses a hair."

Ning Yu said: "With me watching, what can happen to him."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to think of something, frowned and changed his promise: "Okay."

He agreed so solemnly that Qiu Manxi also drove away in a cloud with peace of mind.

However, Ning Yu, who has always kept his promise, broke his promise.

After Qiu Manxi left the customs, he didn't know how much the world was like, the first thing he said when he returned to Guihong Mountain was to ask where his well-behaved little apprentice went.

Everyone in Guihongshan looked very strange, and they hesitated to speak for a long time. The head of Guihongshan sighed leisurely, and told him.

"Xuefeng is gone."

Qiu Manxi was a little dazed at the time, and after a long pause, he repeated: "Xuefeng, are you gone?"

Xuefeng is gone, what does it mean?

I was still alone before, why suddenly disappeared?

Qiu Manxi didn't believe it, she just thought they were lying to herself.

Later, all the people in Guihongshan told him that Yi Xuefeng was possessed by a demon, and was attacked into the wilderness by the monks of the Three Realms, and died in the demon-killing formation, his soul shattered.

Everyone told him in detail how Yi Xuefeng fell into a demon, how he was besieged, and even how he died. Even so, Qiu Manxi still didn't believe it.

It wasn't until Ning Yu, who was possessed by the devil, was sent to Guihong Mountain.

Qiu Manxi was still as drunk as before, with a light smell of alcohol all over his body. When he saw Ning Yu approaching, although he was stupefied with drunkenness, he still instinctively hid the half-drunk wine jar in his hand behind.

It wasn't until Ning Yu walked in that Qiu Manxi finally had a glimmer of clarity.

His eldest disciple has a frightening demonic aura, and his figure is much taller than before he retreated, but the arrogance and arrogance of his dominance disappeared for some reason.

He stood in front of Qiu Manxi, pursed his lips and said nothing, the coldness in his eyes was even worse than before.

Qiu Manxi tilted his head in a daze, and it took him a long time to regain his composure. He curled his lips into a smile, his eyes curved, and said, "Teacher, you are here..."

... Teacher just came out of seclusion some time ago, and when he came out, he heard a very funny joke. They actually told me that Xuefeng was gone?What he said was so true that I almost believed it as a teacher.

Qiu Manxi had already prepared what to say, and when she was about to say it with a smile, Ning Yu bent her knees and knelt directly on the ground.

Qiu Manxi was drinking in the quiet courtyard, the ground was covered with hard bluestone slabs, Ning Yu knelt down, his knee collided with the ground and made a dull sound, like a startling bell slamming into Qiu Manxi's heart.

Ning Yu said hoarsely: "Master..."

Qiu Manxi looked at him blankly, and the smile on his face disappeared the moment Ning Yu knelt down. Before Ning Yu could speak, he suddenly grabbed the wine jar behind him and threw it towards Ning Yu.

With a crisp sound, the porcelain pieces from the wine jar were scattered in front of Ning Yu, and the most disgusting wine stains splashed all over his body.

Qiu Manxi looked at him condescendingly, and said with difficulty: "I, as a teacher, don't want to hear..."

Ning Yu was still kneeling, and said with lowered eyes, "Master, Xuefeng is dead..."

Qiu Manxi's bright eyes suddenly dimmed. He sat on the couch and looked at Ning Yu who was kneeling at his feet. His hand holding the edge of the wine table was shaking violently. He looked at it almost incredulously. Ning Yu's thin lips trembled, as if she didn't know what to say.

After a while, Qiu Manxi said in an almost inaudible voice, "You agreed to me."

Ning Yu didn't speak.

Qiu Manxi staggered to stand up, his bare feet with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, he almost threw himself in front of Ning Yu, supported his shoulders, and murmured: "Ning Yu, you agreed with me, you agreed with Qiu Manxi Creek's..."

Ning Yu lowered his head, his long hair fell down, covering his expression.

Qiu Manxi was still holding him, and Ning Yu would have scolded him mercilessly if he was in such an extremely undignified and embarrassed appearance.

Now Ning Yu's clothes are neat, even if he is kneeling on the ground, his back is straight, but when others look at him, they feel that he is more embarrassed than Qiu Manxi, who is now disheveled.

"The first time I handed him over to you, you said you would take good care of him, and I believed it, but when you brought him back again, he only survived half his life." Qiu Manxi mourned, "You and I I said you would change it, you went to practice the ruthless sword, and you promised me that I would never be arrogant and arrogant again, so I entrusted him to you again, and then? Ning Yu? Ning Yu! You speak!"

"Now tell me, Xuefeng is dead, dead?"

"All of them are saying that Xuefeng is gone. I don't believe them all. I'm waiting for you to come back and tell me the truth. I've waited for so many days, and this is it?"

"This is the answer you, Ning Yu, gave me?"

Rao Qiu Manxi questioned him again and again like crazy, but Ning Yu remained silent.

In the end, Qiu Manxi looked at his icy magic eyes for a long time before sitting down on the ground as if exhausted.

His eyes were lost, and he said softly: "Get lost."

Ning Yu still didn't say a word of refutation, got up and walked out, knelt outside the courtyard for three days, and finally the head of Gui Hongshan came forward to invite him back.

Since then, Ning Yu went to Guihong Mountain countless times to see Qiu Manxi, but all of them were rejected. He persisted for ten years before Qiu Manxi was finally willing to see him.

Even though it has been so long, Qiu Manxi still remembers the powerlessness and remorse in his heart when Ning Yu personally told him about Yi Xuefeng's death, the emotion was too strong, and he didn't know what to do. , can only send all his brains on Ning Yu.

Ning Yu had been angered by him for so many years and still didn't refute him. Maybe even he himself thought that Yi Xuefeng's death was all his fault.

Qiu Manxi looked at the face of Yi Xuefeng who was sleeping peacefully on the couch, and maintained the same posture for a long time before finally leaning over gently and giving him the answer that was more than 100 years late.

"Master will be back soon."

When Yi Xuefeng woke up again, before he opened his eyes, he smelled the faint smell of rain washing the soil, and felt like his hand was being held by someone in a drowsy state, and his palm was burning hot.

He slowly opened his eyes, and met Qie Yun's sleeping face.

Qie Yun was still worried about him, and took advantage of his drowsy human form to lie on the edge of the bed and accompany him all night.

Yi Xuefeng looked at him in a daze, and suddenly smiled, he gently scratched Qieyun's palm with his fingers, Qieyun's palm was very impatient, Yi Xuefeng woke up in a daze as soon as he moved a few times.

Yi Xuefeng met his blank gaze and said with a smile, "Cut..."

Before he finished cutting, Qie Yunmu turned into a sword body on the spot with a straight face, and the hilt hit Yi Xuefeng's newly recovered wrist with a "clang".

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng rubbed his wrists, sat cross-legged on the couch with a gloomy face, and said to Qie Yun who was pretending to be dead: "Get up, let's talk."

Qieyun didn't want to talk.

Yi Xuefeng patted the hilt of the sword: "I don't blame you, what are you doing so awkward? Don't pretend to be dead, talk."

Qie Yun was silent for a while, and when he finally mustered up the courage to speak, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak".

Yi Xuefeng looked up, and Qiu Manxi was walking in with a bowl of medicine carefully in his hand—he, like Ning Yu, did not touch Yang Chunshui with his fingers. Doing this kind of small matter of taking medicine is more nervous than eliminating demons and defending Taoism. He is careful Pointing on his toes, he almost walked in with small steps, and even jumped a little when he crossed the threshold, almost spilling the medicine.

Yi Xuefeng didn't seem to respond, and looked at him blankly.

Qiu Manxi took the medicine and walked to the edge, smiled at him, and said: "Teacher, come and drink the medicine, I just took it three times and spilled it all, this time it's finally..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Xuefeng, whose pupils constricted suddenly due to the words "disciple", went blank. He didn't know what he was doing. By the time he realized it, his body seemed to be out of control She also threw herself into Qiu Manxi's arms.

The grievance of being late for more than 100 years suddenly broke out, and he couldn't even bear it and burst into tears.

"Master!"

Master took the fourth bowl of medicine and fell to the ground again, pouring directly on Qie Yunjian.

Qie Yun: "..."

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