After the villain resigned

Chen Qi's heart skipped a beat.

This lawless dandy might have bumped into an iron plate this time.

Ye Yanxiu's base is not high, so he can't see the details of the person in front of him.But Chen Qi is clear that no matter what cultivation these two people are, as long as they can travel through time, they are definitely not ordinary monks.

Chen Qi was still hesitating whether to save the weak second-generation Xiu, but Zhou Siwei had already done it directly.

Ye Yan relied on a pair of highly cultivated parents to run rampant in Zhongzhou on weekdays, but he didn't offend everyone, at least he stayed far away from young talents from other sects and dared not provoke them.

But Ye Yan didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary person would have such an unfathomable cultivation base, which made him tremble before he even made a move.

"I..." Ye Yan swallowed, "I'm from Minghuomen..."

It's a pity that Zhou Siwei didn't listen to what he said, raised his right hand, and swung a sword directly.

Murderous.

Chen Qi hurriedly said: "Wait—"

It's a pity he spoke too late.

I saw a dark sword light slid across slowly, the night full of candlelight was cut in half abruptly, and it had arrived in front of Ye Yan in the blink of an eye.

Under the cover of murderous aura, this second generation of Xiu, who was fearless in the past, didn't even have the time to escape, and could only watch the sword light fall.

Ye Yan felt a coolness coming from his chest, he lowered his head slowly, a little blood came out from the skirt of his clothes.

—Is he dying?

Ye Yan had such a thought in his mind.

But Zhou Siwei's sword stopped at the last moment. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but he was quickly carried behind his back without anyone noticing.

Zhou Siwei said coldly: "Get lost."

Ye Yan, who escaped from the dead, broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that Zhou Siwei didn't kill him again, he didn't dare to say a word, and ran away from the door of Qizhen Pavilion.

After a short while, not even a shadow could be seen.

Chen Qi pressed his fan to his lips, thoughtfully.

This person does not seem to be a soft-hearted person, and the killing intent just now was not fake, so why did he stop suddenly?

Is it...

Is it true that the things about traveling through the long river of time and space recorded in ancient books?

Zhou Siwei whispered, "Let's go."

What happened just now was just a small episode, Jiang Yiyi didn't take this impatient person to heart.It's just that he and Zhou Siwei walked for a while, and suddenly smelled the scent of plum blossoms floating around him, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

"Where does the smell come from?" Jiang Yiyi sniffed, then turned to look at Zhou Siwei beside him.

This bloody smell came from Zhou Siwei's body.

Zhou Siwei raised his hand and smelled it, and said, "I didn't smell it." Inadvertently, his finger brushed across his chest, and continued nonchalantly, "It may be that the Dragon Sword saw blood."

The smell of blood disappeared quickly, and Jiang Yili nodded without thinking too much.Just as he was about to continue walking towards Zangfeng Pavilion, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure.

Jiang Yi turned his head and asked, "Why are you still following us?"

Chen Qi spread out the silk fan in his hand and shook it by his side, and said innocently: "Are you going to Zangfeng Pavilion too? Coincidentally, I am going too."

Now even Jiang Yiyi had nothing to say.

Chen Qi helped a lot along the way, even if he knew that he had other thoughts, it was not easy to tear his face on the spot.

Jiang Yi had no choice but to ignore the person who had been following them all the time and walk straight forward.

But before he took a step, Zhou Siwei's arm stopped him around his waist.

"Why..." Before Jiang Yi could utter his words, Zhou Siwei took him with a light leap, and he was far away from Chen Qi in an instant.

He looked sideways, and because he was too far away, he could only see Chen Qi's blurred face.

Turning back again, we arrived at the door of Zangfeng Pavilion.

As soon as he walked into the sixth floor of the nine-storied tower, he saw Fang Zhige still sitting there motionless, as if he had never left.Only the Ten Hell Sword in his hand has some changes, the cracks on it are almost nonexistent, if you don't observe carefully, it seems to be intact as before.

Fang Zhige heard the footsteps of someone entering, slowly raised his head, and looked over.

For some reason, Jiang Yi felt vaguely that this sword master Fang looked more approachable than before, but this change had nothing to do with him.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Yi put the box in his hand on the table. There was a crisp sound when the ice box collided with the table, and the emerald green inside also shook.

Fang Zhige picked up the Cangbi Earth Heart Milk stored in the ice box, and after admiring it, he looked up at Jiang Yiyi and said, "Although the materials are complete, it will take two days of work."

Jiang Yi nodded and said, "Okay."

Fang Zhige's eyes stayed on Jiang Yiyi's face for a moment, and when Jiang Yiyi was about to feel suspicious, he quickly looked away.

He said: "I also ask you two to rest in the Zangfeng Pavilion for two days, and then come to pick up the sword."

After speaking, a servant immediately stepped forward and led them to the resting place.

The servant leading the way was a silent young man, he led the guest to the residence without saying a word, and left quietly.

creak-

Jiang Yi pushed open the door and walked in.

There is only a bed, a table, and a stool in the room, and the furnishings are simple and plain, with only a long sword hanging on the wall as an embellishment.

Jiang Yiyi walked to the bed, and lay down lazily on the side of the bed. The quilt on it was still soft, exuding a breath of sunlight.He reached out to wrap his arms around the quilt, hugged him in his arms, and yawned lazily.

Zhou Siwei closed the door with his backhand, and then walked over.He knelt on one knee on the hard edge of the bed, untied Jiang Yi's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Sleepy?"

Jiang Yi nodded and let Zhou Siwei help him take off his cumbersome clothes.

It may be because of the damage to his cultivation base and the injuries on his body. He has been lacking in energy and always feels a little sleepy.It's good that I didn't see the bed, but when I saw the bed, I just wanted to lie on it and sleep.

Zhou Siwei raised Jiang Yi's arm, and took off the feather coat, gold-sprinkled gauze robe and coat one by one, leaving only a white undershirt, which allowed him to lie down on the pillow.

Jiang Yili opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Zhou Siwei, and asked vaguely, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

Zhou Siwei first tidied up the messy clothes on the bed and hung them up, then lay down next to Jiang Yiyi.

Jiang Yiyi felt that there was a hot body beside him, and he hugged Zhou Siwei's arm with his eyes closed, rubbed his cheeks, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Siwei didn't move, for fear of disturbing Jiang Yi's sleep.

I don't know how long it took, until the lights outside the window gradually dimmed, Zhou Siwei gently pulled out the arm that was held by Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi whispered to himself in his sleep, not knowing what he was talking about.

Zhou Siwei sat up, lowered his head and looked at the people around him.From his angle, he could see one side of Jiang Yi's cheek, the messy hair reflected on his fair skin, and a curl of eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

Zhou Siwei placed a light kiss on his cheek, then got off the bed without a sound, and walked out of the room.

The night is slightly cool, and there is a moist night wind coming from the pavement.

At a glance, there are fiery trees and silver flowers in the distance, an extremely lively night.The Zangfeng Pavilion here is hidden in the night, so quiet that people dare not make a sound.

Zhou Siwei jumped lightly and landed on the roof without a sound.He first glanced at the night sky above, under the light of the lights, even a single star could not be seen clearly, then he retracted his gaze, and sat down slowly.

In the darkness of night, Zhou Siwei raised his collar, revealing a corner of his chest wrapped in the clothes.Through the light, one can see a long and narrow sword wound on it.

With Zhou Siwei's current state, few people can hurt him. Even if he is injured, his body's instinct can repair it in just a few breaths.

But this scar appeared out of nowhere, with the sword intent of the Sleeping Dragon Sword on it - this is obviously the sword wound that should have appeared on the young master of the Minghuomen.

Zhou Siwei stretched out his fingers, and gently wiped the wound on his chest, and the traces of the Sleeping Dragon Sword Intent returned to his hands, and the wound disappeared.

Zhou Siwei looked at the bloodstain on his fingertips, but he didn't relax. Various speculations arose in his mind.

Could it be that the young master of Minghuomen has some kind of spiritual weapon on his body, causing all the injuries on his body to bounce back?

As soon as this guess came into being, it was denied by Zhou Siwei.

If there is any spiritual weapon in the body, it will definitely cause fluctuations when it is used, Zhou Siwei cannot have not noticed it.

That is……

"The law of time."

A familiar voice sounded next to Zhou Siwei's ear, answering the question in his heart.Zhou Siwei raised his eyes and saw a figure approaching with thousands of lights, and finally stood in front of him.

With a smile on his face, Chen Qi opened and closed the folding fan in his hand, and he could see countless stars painted on the fan.

"It's the law of time." Chen Qi stepped on the glazed tiles and sat beside Zhou Siwei, "The immortal world has a long history, and there are countless powers. Do you know why no one changes the history through time?"

Zhou Siwei saw that he didn't show any hostility, but was only on guard in his heart, and nothing showed on his face.

Chen Qi didn't care if he didn't get a response, and continued: "It's all because, traveling through time doesn't mean that you can... change your fate against the sky."

He said the next four words very low.

Zhou Siwei whispered to himself: "Change your fate against the sky?"

"That's right." Chen Qi looked sideways at Zhou Siwei and said, "Whatever you want to do, you have to pay the same price. Hurting others...you will also hurt yourself."

Subconsciously, Zhou Siwei wanted to reach out and press his chest, but stopped in the middle.

Therefore, it is not that the young master of the Minghuo Sect possesses a strange treasure, but that the laws of this time and space are causing chaos.

He said in a deep voice, "What else do you know?"

"I?"

Chen Qi's eyes suddenly showed a little stream of light, like stars shining brightly in a cloud of mist. If you look at it for a long time, you can see thousands of stars in it rotating according to a certain law.

"Zhaixing Building——"

"You can pick the stars with your hands, but you can see the stars with your eyes."

Chen Qi stared at Zhou Siwei, and said softly: "I know what you are going to do after 2 years? No... what do you want to change?"