The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

Qin Zichen was stunned by her crying, and was at a loss for a while, he hesitated for a long time and said, "Don't cry..."

"you dislike me……"

"I don't despise you." Qin Zichen was a little helpless: "I feel bad about myself."

"Then you dislike my blindness!" Su Qingyi raised her head and looked at him seriously, Qin Zichen subconsciously wanted to cover his face, Su Qingyi grabbed his hand and said viciously, "What are you covering! The cloth is of no use to me at all, I can see your face clearly from the beginning. I didn't think you were ugly at first, and I don't think you are ugly now!"

"You..." Qin Zichen sighed, turned his head, and said in a low voice, "Everyone says that a good bird breaks a tree and perches, so why are you so **** yourself?"

"You all say it's a good bird, why do I do what a beast does by myself?!"

Su Qingyi rolled his eyes at him, hugged him, put her head on his chest, and said seriously, "Zichen, you don't know how happy I am."

When she spoke, she trembled slightly, as if she could not control it, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are still alive, this is what I am most grateful to God for in my life."

"So, Zichen," she hugged him tightly, clearly she was a high-level cultivator, obviously she was stronger and more beautiful than him, and much better than him in any way, but she still seemed to be It was the person who was on the more disadvantaged side who hugged him tightly and said, "Don't leave me, okay. Whether I live well or not, luckily or not, I chose it, not you."

Qin Zichen didn't speak, he pursed his lips. After a long time, he finally said, "Okay."

Emotional things...

Qin Zichen thought, it has always been to kill.

The more you want the other party to give up, the more they will refuse to give up because of morality and rebellion. Just like Romeo and Juliet, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, if the two families don’t try to stop them, let these two people together, chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, the gap between the families will gradually appear. As time goes by, cleaning will inevitably slow down. faded slowly.

The so-called unswerving feelings despite the huge gap often come to an abrupt end without the passage of time, so they are particularly moving and tragic.

He is blocking her now, and she will only be more rebellious, trying to prove her love. So he doesn't speak, doesn't refuse.

He thought that one day, when she really realized what the huge gap between two people meant, she would leave.

Qin Zichen looked at her quietly, watching her start blankly after he said "okay", and looked at him blankly. After a long time, Su Qingyi asked in disbelief, "You're not leaving?"

"If you don't let me go, I won't go." His voice was gentle, with the doting as if everything would promise her. Su Qingyi buried her head and hugged him tightly. After a long time, she finally said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Qin Zichen nodded, and Su Qingyi called Wu Dao out, then stood on the sword and stretched out his hand to Qin Zichen. Qin Zichen looked at the flying sword suspended in the air seriously, and said after a long time, "Will it not fall from the sky because the person above is too heavy?"

Wu Dao shook slightly, Qin Zichen frowned and said seriously: "I don't think this sword is safe, let's go back in another way."

Su Qingyi: "..."

A sword cultivator actually feels that Yu Jian is not safe, this amnesia is too complete!

Su Qingyi held her breath and said with a smile, "Zichen, Jianxiu all fly with Yujian. Come up and I'll take you to fly once, and you will know that Yujian is actually safe."

Qin Zichen thought about it, finally nodded, and said seriously: "Okay, take me to fly."

Su Qingyi: "..."

Such a serious talk, Zichen, are you really okay?

However, the person in front of him seemed to be completely unaware of Su Qingyi's strange point, and handed over his hand to Su Qingyi as if dying. Su Qingyi pulled Qin Zichen up, the sword trembled slightly, Qin Zichen's expression didn't change, he soared up into the sky without a path, and went straight to the sky, Su Qingyi grabbed Qin Zichen's hand, and saw the wind rush his hair up and straight away. , covering his entire face.

Su Qingyi: "..."

She hurriedly used a wind-proof trick to block Qin Zichen from the wind, and then said anxiously, "Zichen, are you alright?"

"Girl," Qin Zichen's face was flat, with some doubts in his eyes: "are you really bullying me?"

Su Qingyi shook her head desperately, looking at Qin Zichen who was thinking seriously in front of her, her heart was broken.

She felt that Qin Zichen's painting style was very strange after losing his memory.

"Okay..." Qin Zichen sighed and said, "Just be happy."

"I really didn't do it on purpose!" Su Qingyi shouted, then suddenly remembered a question: "Zichen, don't you remember my name?"

Qin Zichen nodded. Su Qingyi looked at him and said seriously: "My name is Su Qingyi, Qing of Qingshui, Yi of Ripple."

Talking to him, she slowly wrote these two words on his palm, then looked up at him and said, "Your name is Qin Zichen."

Her hands were soft and warm, and when her fingertips slid across his palm, it tickled slightly. Qin Zichen looked at her silently, listening to her chatter about their stories.

She said that they met in the 21st century, how they met, how they fell in love, and how they separated. In this world again, how to meet again, how to fall in love again, how to separate again.

These stories seem to have been passed through tens of thousands of times in her heart, every picture is so clear, and every fragment, she looks back like yesterday. She spoke so detailedly that she hadn't finished talking all the way from Xiaoshi Town to the foot of Tianjianzong.

She took him to a small town at the foot of Tianjianzong, and then found a house on the outskirts of the city. Standing at the door, she said a little embarrassedly: "This is the house you bought me before... Actually, you just want to repay me. but everyone thought it was because you liked me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the small courtyard suddenly opened. Aunt Zhang stood at the door with a vegetable basket on her shoulders. She was startled when she saw the two of them, especially when she saw Qin Zichen's face, she screamed.

Su Qingyi's expression changed, but Qin Zichen seemed to be used to it. Fortunately, Aunt Zhang just called out, and then she immediately reacted and said with her waist: "In broad daylight, the sun is shining, you guys are so courageous! Believe it or not, I'll let you go! Jingyan Sword Immortal has come to accept you!"

Qin Zichen, who already knew that he was Jingyan: "..."

Aunt Zhang still didn't realize what was wrong with the two of them, and continued with her waist on her back: "You must know that the owner of this house, but Su Qingyi, the outer room of Daojun Jingyan! You go to Heaven Sword Sect to inquire, who doesn't know about my house? The name of the master?! I tell you, if you want to make trouble in other places, don't stand at this door, if my master comes back, I will destroy you with the entire Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"Aunt Zhang..." Su Qingyi couldn't listen anymore, rubbed her temples and said, "It's me, Su Qingyi."

"Xianshi Su?!!" Aunt Zhang was shocked and looked at her in disbelief: "Have you changed your face? Why are you so much prettier than before? Big feet! Big feet, come out and look at this Is it Immortal Master Su?!"

"Come here." Zhang Dazui hurriedly rushed out with an axe in hand, looked Su Qingyi up and down, Su Qingyi was still looking at him, after a while, Zhang Dajiao turned his head and said seriously to her mother, "You should be Is she."

"What do you mean when you think I am? I was originally..." Su Qingyi was a little at a loss. Zhang Big Foot didn't dare to look at her, and quietly said to Aunt Zhang, "This is a high-level cultivator. If you want to pierce her, she might kill us!"

Everyone knows that I am a high-level cultivator and whispering such whispers in front of my face, is it stupid...

However, in order not to embarrass everyone, Su Qingyi decided not to speak. Aunt Zhang and Big Feet moved out of the room. Su Qingyi took Qin Zichen in and took a few steps. Su Qingyi couldn't help it. She turned her head and said to Aunt Zhang, "I'm really Su Qingyi."

Aunt Zhang rolled her eyes, and then realized that her actions were not very respectful to this high-level cultivator, she hurriedly coughed and said, "Well, I know. Immortal Master, you abandoned the handsome, rich, and high-level cultivator Jing Yandao. Jun, I found a... a mortal person who is particularly attractive, you must be Miss Su, there is nothing wrong with you."

"You!!" Aunt Zhang told her openly that she didn't care, but Su Qingyi couldn't bear it when she satirized Qin Zichen over and over again. The pressure of the high-ranking cultivator was suddenly released, Zhang Dajiao and Aunt Zhang's expressions changed instantly, Qin Zichen raised his hand to hold hers, Su Qingyi turned to look at the gentle gaze in his eyes, and took a deep breath. He took the pressure back, took out the token of Tianjianzong from his waist, and said coldly: "Tianjianzong is doing business, you all get out."

Aunt Zhang and Big Foot looked at each other. Su Qingyi was from the Heavenly Sword Sect. At this moment, the Heavenly Sword Sect came and was a high-level cultivator. They just gave up the house. Su Qingyi should not blame them, right? ...

After thinking about it, Aunt Zhang and Big Foot immediately said, "Relax, Immortal Master, we will leave right away! But Immortal Master," Aunt Zhang said cautiously, "Can I take my things away?"

"Hurry up." Su Qingyi felt a little irritable, and dragged Qin Zichen to her room.

After entering the room, I could hear the sound of Aunt Zhang moving house. She didn't seem to let go of the pot and took it all away. Su Qingyi sat on the bed in her room, feeling a little sullen. Just seeing her room was cleaned, as if it was cleaned regularly every day, she couldn't help but feel much less resentment towards Aunt Zhang, and felt that as a servant, Aunt Zhang still did her best. .

Qin Zichen thought that Su Qingyi was still annoyed by what Aunt Zhang said to him. After thinking about it, he poured a glass of water, walked to Su Qingyi, handed it to her, and said lightly, "I don't care."

"I know you don't care." Su Qingyi rolled her eyes: "I care enough."

Qin Zichen didn't speak. He didn't seem to know what to say for a while. After thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Actually, what she said was the truth."

"Don't talk about it." Su Qingyi put the cup aside and interrupted him, "After talking so much, why don't you give me a hug."

With that said, Su Qingyi raised her head and looked up at the man in the blue robe and white shirt in front of her.

Qin Zichen hesitated for a while, but still half bent down and hugged Su Qingyi in his arms. Su Qingyi said with satisfaction, leaning against his shoulder and said, "I have to lift it up."

Qin Zichen didn't speak, pursed his lips, thought about it for a long time, and finally picked her up.

Su Qingyi screamed in surprise when she suddenly flew into the air, and then she couldn't help giggling. She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and pouted, "I want to kiss."

Qin Zichen was stunned for a while, he never thought that she really didn't care about the scars on his face, as if he was a normal person, approached him and warmed him.

He couldn't help softening up in his heart, something poured out from the bottom of his heart, rolled and stirred in his heart. He put her down gently, Su Qingyi opened her eyes in surprise, and said blankly, "What's wrong?"

Why don't you kiss her? Could it be that in Qin Zichen's heart, she was no longer attractive?

Qin Zichen looked at her blank face, like a kitten who was playing with a sudden interruption. His heart was itching, and he couldn't help but have a little hope, and said slowly, "Can you look at me?"

Su Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what Qin Zichen was thinking. He always minds his looks, the scars on his face. He was always worried that she was forcing himself to love him. He was so inferior to his bones that he could never be sure of her love.

Su Qingyi couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, stared at him quietly, opened her lips, but didn't know what to say.

Qin Zichen raised his hands, held her face with trembling hands, and said carefully and seriously, "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes." Su Qingyi said excitedly, "You can do whatever you want!"

Qin Zichen: "..."

After a long time, he finally felt helpless, sighed and said, "Good girl, be more reserved."

After hearing this good girl, some images flooded into my mind, and Su Qingyi's face instantly flushed.

Qin Zichen closed his eyes and lowered his head, while Su Qingyi kept his eyes open, trying to look at him.

His every scar, his every eyelash, his breath on her cheeks, his soft, cold lips against hers.

He kissed her lips patiently again and again, and then finally stuck out his tongue to test her softly and gently.

His kisses were always so gentle, as if he was afraid to scare her, delicate and long.

Never thought that a kiss could express so many emotions. But judging from his expression, his way, and his quick and repressible breathing, Su Qingyi felt that the other party seemed to express all his emotions in this way.

His unease, his fear, his joy, his sorrow.

And he has such a strong love that even if everything is forgotten, it has never disappeared.

Su Qingyi felt all this, and for some reason, tears slowly flowed out.

Qin Zichen closed his eyes and his heart beat fast. Under the finger was her smooth skin, and he could imagine her beautiful face. He didn't dare to open his eyes. Facing her appearance, he would feel that kissing her like this was a blasphemy. But he couldn't stop, he couldn't help thinking.

She was watching him, looking at him so ugly, but she never stopped.

If she doesn't stop, he can't stop.

Whether it's this kiss or this love.

After a long time, Qin Zichen panted and opened his eyes. Seeing her tears, he couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong with you?"

"Zichen..." Su Qingyi threw herself into his arms and choked out, "You must... must be having a bad time. When I'm not here, you must... must be having a bad time."

Qin Zichen didn't speak. He hugged her, stroked her hair, and said gently: "It's over. Look," there was a smile in his voice: "I forgot."

Su Qingyi shook her head desperately. She lay on his chest and said seriously, "I can't forget, and I won't forget. Zichen," she raised her head and looked at him so seriously: "I didn't protect you well."

Qin Zichen smiled, your smile is all bitter. He fiddled with her hair, and after a long time, he said slowly, oh.

She didn't protect him because he was too incompetent.

When the two were talking in the house, Zhang's mother had already removed everything. Su Qingyi heard the silence outside, raised her head and said to him, "Let's go buy some things to use."

"you go……"

"Do you want me to bring something back?" Su Qingyi looked up at him, Qin Zichen finally stopped talking, Su Qingyi thought about it, but didn't want to force him, so she took out a hat from the Naxu ring and put it on top of his head, Helplessly said: "Okay, Daojun Jingyan, who loves beauty, is this all right?"

Qin Zichen was a little embarrassed by what she said, but he didn't say anything, and was dragged out of the room by Su Qingyi.

The two counted what was missing in the house and went to the market. Shopping has always been something girls are good at, so Su Qingyi walked down the street and followed the list along the way. Large pieces of furniture are delivered directly to home, and small things are handed over to Qin Zichen.

Although there is no cultivation base, Jianxiu's physique is still there. The things in Qin Zichen's hands are piled up, so that he can hardly see the road ahead, but it does not make him feel too tired. Hearing Su Qingyi's cheerful voice: "Come here, Zichen."

"Zichen, eat this."

"Zichen, which color do you think looks good?"

He felt so happy. He quietly followed behind her, pulled by her wide sleeves, and jumped in front of him.

I heard that she is a Mahayana monk, but she still looks like a little girl, without the slightest prudence. The person who sold the candied haws passed by them shouting, she stopped the other party, bought a bunch of candied haws, and then turned around and said to Qin Zichen, "I tell you, these candied haws are actually very sour and not tasty."

"Then why do you still buy it?" Qin Zichen didn't understand, Su Qingyi smiled and said, "To take pictures. Come," she said, she took out a mirror of the world, held it up, put the candied gourd on his lips with one hand, and waved it with the other. After forming the character "v", he shouted, "Eggplant!", and then he saw that the mirror was fixed on the picture of Su Qingyi laughing and calling for eggplant, and Qin Zichen's face was blank.

Su Qingyi took the retrospective mirror into it and took a closer look, walking: "I regret it very much after you left. I should leave more of your appearance. At least I can see things and think about people." After speaking, Su Qingyi's voice became hoarse. When he got up, Qin Zichen was holding something in both hands, but he couldn't free his hand to pull her. Seeing that she was holding the mirror of the world and seemed to cry at any time, Qin Zichen couldn't help frowning. After a while, he finally said: "You look up."

"Ah?" Su Qingyi raised her head blankly, and the moment she spoke, a kiss fell on her cheek through the curtain.

"It's not sad, I'm here." The other party straightened up immediately, then turned around and walked forward as if shy. Su Qingyi stood there for a while, then hurriedly chased after him and said with a smile, "Zichen, did you kiss me just now? Are you comforting me? Wait for me, don't go so fast, kiss me again. …”

Qin Zichen: "..."

I regret doing this kind of thing. shameful……

They bought a lot of things all the way, and at sunset, the two finally planned to go home. Su Qingyi held the string of candied haws in one hand and Qin Zichen's sleeve in the other, strutting down the road, Qin Zichen suddenly stopped, and set his eyes on a hairpin.

It was a very simple wooden hairpin, carved with a magnolia flower. It looked gentle and elegant. Su Qingyi followed his gaze and said, "Want?"

Qin Zichen shook his head, then turned to leave. Su Qingyi couldn't understand him, so he chased after him: "Do you want it? If you want to tell me, I'll buy it for you."

"No." Qin Zichen refused decisively, Su Qingyi thought for a while and said, "My money is your money, and all my money was given to me by you before. You are actually very rich!"

"Oh." Qin Zichen walked in a hurry. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians around. Su Qingyi looked at Qin Zichen who didn't pay much attention to her and only knew how to move forward. She snorted inwardly and decided to make a big move.

She probed the last candied gourd, stopped Qin Zichen, and said dissatisfiedly, "Eat it."

"Don't want to eat?" Qin Zichen turned to ask her, frowning: "If you don't want to eat, throw it away."

"Oh, if I let you eat it, you will eat it!" Su Qingyi was dissatisfied, and lifted his curtain and said, "It's inconvenient for me to lift it for you."

Qin Zichen: "..."

Not wanting to argue more with her, Qin Zichen opened his mouth and bit into the candied gourd. His lips were not on his hands, and they remained the same as before, long and thin, pink like cherry blossoms. He wants to open the candied haws, chewing delicately and delicately. A few ice scums landed on his lips, Su Qingyi suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him before he could solve the candy scum, and his tongue quickly swept the candy scum into his mouth, and then smacked his lips when Qin Zichen was stunned. He said, "It's so sweet." Then he threw the candied gourd stick, turned and walked away.

Looking at Qin Zichen who was stunned, Su Qingyi smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "Tang sweet, people are sweet too."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

It seemed as if the fire rose up again, burning the entire plain on Qin Zichen's face. He took a deep breath and followed Su Qingyi.

As soon as Su Qingyi turned around, she saw the sun was setting in the west, and on the field trail, a man wearing a curtain, wearing a blue robe and a white shirt, touched a pile of miscellaneous things with his jade-like hand, and followed her quietly.

"Brother Qin." She couldn't help calling him.

"Don't yell." Qin Zichen felt a little embarrassed, and always wondered why Su Qingyi was so bold. Su Qingyi laughed out loud, blinked her eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, then it's called Brother Qing."

Qin Zichen: "..."

"Let's go," Su Qingyi turned around, walked in front, and led the people behind her to the road. Suddenly, she felt infinite satisfaction and said in a gentle voice, "I'll take you home."