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Chapter 60

"I have already inquired about the laundry worker you asked me to find for you."

The sharp sword energy dissipated suddenly, and the iron sword tied with a concentric knot was neatly put away behind him. Xi Cang turned to look at the speaker, "Where is she?"

Su Xuandao, "I heard from the people in the laundry room that she has passed away."

"...Passed away?" Although he was mentally prepared, he was still a little unexpected when he heard the news. The palm of his hand holding the sword hilt felt tighter and tighter. After a while, he asked again in a deep voice, "When did she die? How did she die?"

"I'm not very clear about the details. I only heard that she died of a cold two years ago." Seeing his solemn expression, Su Xuan asked curiously, "What did you ask her for? Do you know each other?"

Xi Cang didn't answer him, turned around and went back to the room.

Xi Qing's internal strength was sealed, and the soft sword tied with the concentric knot hadn't been touched for a long time. He was still dressed in black, silent, but he just stood in front of the window all day in a daze. He had a thick cloak on his shoulders, which Xi Cang wrapped him up early in the morning.

"Master..." Xi Cang put down the sword, walked over and embraced him, buried his cold cheeks tightly into his warm neck, and was silent for a while before hearing a muffled voice, "My mother is dead... ..."

Xi Qing was indifferent, only quietly feeling the warmth and dampness coming from the nape.

"When my grandmother passed away suddenly ten years ago, Master was by my side. Now that my mother has passed away, Master is still by my side..." Xi Cang raised his head as he spoke, looking at me with his moist red eyes. Looking into the depths of those pupils that have never shown affection, "Master... I only have you..."

I don't know if it's because of the sealing of internal energy, but Xi Qing's heart lake, which has been calm all the time, actually has slight ripples after seeing the rare fragile expression of the person in front of her.

Xi Cang couldn't touch his heart, so naturally he couldn't detect his changes, so he murmured, "You are now in the hands of Long Zhan, it's all because of my carelessness and lack of skill in learning, and I even went so far for my own selfishness. I would like to practice the Sword of Three Emotions, and I don’t want to give up my feelings for Master..." At this point, Xi Cang gave a wry smile, and then slowly let go of his arms, and slightly narrowed his eyes full of infinite affection, as if he was about to close his eyes. The affection that almost overflowed his eyes was withdrawn, and he only heard him say in a deep voice, "Long Zhan is well-known, he should be a person who keeps his promises, as long as I defeat him, I believe he will not embarrass Master again."

After a habitual silence, Xi Qing said lightly, "Have you decided?"

"I promised to protect you, how can I break my promise?" Xi Cang smiled slightly, stroked his delicate eyebrows and eyes gently, painted a familiar face little by little, and said lightly, "Don't worry, even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance , I will also kill Long Zhan to fulfill your wish."

Xi Qing stared at him without blinking, and said after a long time, "You don't regret it?"

Xi Cang shook his head lightly, "I never regret to Master, I only hate that I don't have enough ability to protect you."

Xi Qing closed her eyes, and her deep gaze moved out of the window, "Long Zhan has a deep internal force, even if you learn the Sanqing mentality in the shortest time, you still don't have enough internal force to compete with him."

Why didn't Xi Cang know that this was just an act of hitting a stone with a pebble, but this was also their only chance, if they gave up, they would just sit and wait for death, "I just said, even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I will fight the dragon!" Give you back your freedom." Xi Cang resisted the urge to pull him into his arms again, and only stretched out his hand to help him close the cloak, "I will never be able to truly forget my love by your side, so I will live in the next room Go, before you learn the Three Emotions, I just hope you can take good care of your body."

Xi Qing looked at the budding branches outside the window, and didn't speak again.

Xi Cang lowered his head slightly, and planted a kiss on his forehead, his tightly clenched fists trembling slightly due to too much force, even though his heart was pierced by a knife at this moment, even though he was still full of reluctance, he could only step on the knife step by step. Jian turned around and left resolutely.

Although the three-emotion mentality method is to make people forget love and never love, it is divided into two parts: sentient and ruthless. The sentient is Yang, and the ruthless is Yin. The Three Emotions swordplay is unpredictable, and love and hate are intertwined. The ultimate meaning of this set of swordsmanship is not ruthless, but a process of evolution from sentient to ruthless.In other words, if one has not experienced unforgettable love and betrayal, it is difficult to succeed in cultivation.

In the past, because of resistance, he tried to practice without gaining anything. Now that he has penetrated the secret of this, Xi Cang found that it is not difficult to cultivate the sentient part, and it is even in line with the original yang inner breath in his body. He suddenly remembered ten years of cultivation. The former master had taught me the internal force and myself, and now I think that what the master taught at that time should be the Zhiyang channel of the three emotions, and that is why only the inner energy of the Zhiyin channel is left in the master's body now. .

The deep-seated love for Master made Xi Cang more effective in cultivating the sentient part, but it also made the ruthless part stagnant in cultivation. Although Master has been indifferent to him for so many years, and even didn't care much about him, he has never How could he hate him if he had never betrayed him?But if he can't overcome this hurdle, how can he save Master from this dragon's pool and tiger's den?

In the entangled torment of love and hate, Xi Cang only felt that his heart had fallen into an ice cellar, and the cold air suddenly rose and invaded his limbs and bones, accompanied by bursts of intense pain. It felt like being bitten by an ice worm Usually, it makes him completely unable to concentrate.When Su Xuan came to check his leg injury in the evening, he found that he was leaning against the couch and almost collapsed, his whole body was as cold as ice, but he still unconsciously called his master over and over again.

After examining his pulse, Su Xuan frowned deeply, then took out a golden needle that never left his body, and pierced it into his An Mian acupuncture point. Seeing him slowly closing his eyes, he carefully pierced another golden needle into it. His Tanzhong acupoint, and then catch his pulse and pay close attention to the changes in the pulse condition. After half a cup of tea, he breathed a sigh of relief, carefully retrieved the golden needle, and pulled the quilt to place him. Then he hurriedly left and went straight to the front hall.

In the spacious, elegant, simple and majestic study room, Long Zhan sat behind the aloes wood table and quietly listened to Su Xuan's report, his stern and deep face sank slightly.

Su Xuan bowed his head respectfully and stood under the stage, waiting quietly.

"You mean that his symptoms are the same as those of Feng Xi's back then?"

"Yes."

"So he'll lose his recent memory when he wakes up?"

"This subordinate is not sure yet, we can only confirm after he wakes up." Su Xuan raised his eyebrows and said again, "The love cup is born of love, and the most taboo is love. His current mood is very unstable, which may be It will lead to an increase in the frequency of cup attacks, and if his situation is really the same as that of the Phoenix Lord back then, then every time the cup is fired, he will lose a piece of... memory."

What sounds good is the memory, what sounds bad is the mind.

20 years ago, when Long Zhan got married, Xi Heqing broke out in grief. After waking up, he no longer remembered the past love-hate entanglements. While Long Zhan was worried, he also felt a little fortunate. If those hurts could be forgotten, what would it be like for him? Not a good thing.Fortunately, it didn't take long for Long Zhan to realize that something was wrong. Xi He not only forgot the memory after the age of 20, but even his mind returned to the state of 20 years old.After another blow, Long Zhan's bad premonition was finally confirmed, and every time after that, Xi He's mind would go back a few years.Until ten years ago, Xi He behaved like a five or six-year-old child.

Long Zhan frowned deeply, and said in silence for a while, "Has he already started to practice the Three Emotions?"

"Yes." Su Xuan sighed secretly, "For this reason, he even moved to the next room on purpose."

Long Zhan suddenly reached out and took something out of the sleeve of his robe and threw it over. Su Xuan stretched out his hand to catch it, but felt a coldness in his hand. He raised his eyebrows and felt that the exquisite thing in his palm looked familiar. Said, "You put this cold jade on him first, this thing can temporarily suppress the love cup in his body."

Su Xuan exited the study in response, only then remembered that this piece of cold jade had been seen on the body of the phoenix master, but he was stunned, turned around and bumped into a big ice cube, and the cold jade in his hand fell out, "Ah—— Su Xuan stared suddenly, seeing that the important thing was about to fall to pieces on the smooth marble floor, and with a big hand, he picked up the cold jade steadily like lightning.

Su Xuan patted his chest in horror, "If this thing breaks, I won't be able to pay for my life!"

The person who came was the cold-faced Dong Yu who had always been serious and unsmiling. He glanced at Han Yu and reached out to return him to Su Xuan, "Since it is so precious, keep it well."

Su Xuan took the cold jade carefully and put it in his arms, but he was terrified by the cold air. He shuddered before casually asking, "I haven't seen you for a few days, this time again for What's up?"

Dong Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly, "King Miao Jiang is here."

Su Xuan was taken aback for a moment, "So fast? Then... your apprentice also came along?"

Dong Yu nodded.

Su Xuan only felt that the cold jade in his arms was getting more chilly, "I didn't expect him to be the child of King Miao Jiang. I always thought he was just not loved by the city lord."

Dong Yu didn't make a sound.

Su Xuan said again, "The city lord just wanted the king of Miao Jiang to hand over the antidote to seal Xi Qing's internal power, but the king of Miao Jiang came to the door himself. I don't know what he is planning. This Miao Jiang man is good at using You have to pay more attention to the poison cup. I have recently developed a kind of anti-drug pill that works well, come to me when you are done with work, and I will get some for you."

Dong Yu nodded, turned around and went to the study.

Su Xuan watched him leave, turned around with a smile, but was taken two steps back in shock by the suddenly magnified evil and handsome face in front of him, Mo Wei reached out his hand very quickly, pulled him into his arms again, hugged him tightly, and smiled slightly. Liang's thin lips nibbled on his neck wantonly.

"Uh... let me go! Let go!" Su Xuan's arms were embedded, and he didn't dare to call out loudly, for fear of causing trouble, so he could only tilt his head desperately, but it also made the skin of his neck more j□j, which made it more painful. The man gnawed harder.

"Mo Wei! You bastard! Ah..." Su Xuan felt a pain in his neck, as if he was about to bite off a piece of flesh.

After Mowei bit it, he stretched out his tongue and licked the wound that was about to burst into bleeding, and said darkly, "I'm an asshole, so I don't mind if you scream louder!"

The author has something to say: the aftermath of the festival is obvious,

Too lazy to code,

Whip hard...

no pity...