Perhaps his alienation and his indifference are all about pushing her away.

I don’t like it, so I don’t give any chance at all. But what is there to be afraid of Qin Sichang? She had nothing to do, so she didn’t care about losing or gaining. She only knew that she had to work hard to get what she wanted, and she had to hold it firmly in her hands, and she would not let go until she died!

After struggling for so long, his body has not fully recovered. Chu Qingyan is unwilling to treat his body badly. He still has a lot of things to do. Put down the teacup, he stroked the jade pendant and said lightly: "Whatever you want, just be lighter."

Qin Siqi pressed down and nodded happily. After going out, he quickly brought four dishes and one soup, all of which were light and light dishes.

Chu Qingyan just wanted to get up, but Qin Siqi held it down. She brought a handkerchief to Chu Qingyan to clean her hands.

Half-squatted in front of him, and before he could touch his hand, the handkerchief in Qin Siqi's hand was picked up by Chu Qingyan.

Withdrawing his empty hand, Qin Siqi did not get up, looked at him with his eyes obsessed: "Master, I want to live with Master like this for the rest of my life."

As he wiped his hands, Chu Qingyan didn't look at her. His tone was cold: "It was possible."

Understanding what he meant, Qin Siqian was not angry. She hung her long eyelashes, and her voice was rare and soft: "Can you still eat the food made by your master? The last time she ate it was six years ago..."

The last time Chu Qingyan cooked herself was when Qin Meiyu first arrived at Xiaofeng and Canyue Residence.

Qin Meiyu likes to eat Diaohu rice, so he cooks it for her every day.

He clearly has the same appearance, and is clearly the same person. Why, why can't he see her in his eyes!

Although Qin Siqi did not continue to say anything, both of them knew what was next, so they did not continue to say anything.

In the next month, Chu Qingyan had never even gone out of the door. Most of the time, he was meditating. The progress was slow, but not without any progress.

He has no worries about food and clothing. Now, because of his sudden disappearance, he cannot see and cannot change it. He simply covers up his ears and pretends nothing has happened. Now, what worries Chu Qingyan the most is Qin Meiyu's soul in the jade pendant.

A few days ago, after meditating, he took off his jade pendant, cut his fingers and dripped blood on it, and the jade pendant did not change at all.

His flesh and blood body was only seriously injured by the same body formation, not to mention Qin Meiyu, who had no ability to resist at that time, in the form of a soul.

He didn't know how much she was injured, and he didn't know how she was now...

He knows nothing.

Chu Qingyan looked at the jade pendant in her palm and suddenly remembered something. He summoned Pozhi. The spiritual vein has been repaired now, and its spiritual power has only been restored to one or two percent. Although Pozhi was no longer rusty and the sword blade was unopened, it was too small.

Looking at the broken priest that was only the size of a palm in the palm, Chu Qingyan frowned: "..."

The sword blade was very sharp, and Chu Qingyan quickly pierced her heart and took blood from her heart.

The snow-white sword edge was stained with bright red blood, which looked very dazzling. Chu Qingyan quickly dripped the blood on the jade pendant. He didn't care to deal with the wound, staring at the jade pendant for a moment, for fear of missing a slight change.

Those drops of blood were slowly absorbed by the jade pendant, and the jade pendant emitted a lush white halo, which was light and thin.

"Ah!"

Chu Qingyan was ecstatic. He wanted to reach out to touch him, but he saw that there was still blood on his fingers and stopped him.

However, there was no other change in the jade pendant, and the already faint luster soon disappeared. After waiting for a long time, Chu Qingyan seemed to come back to her senses. He hurriedly reached out to the wound that had not yet completely solidified to take blood. However, after applying the blood, the jade pendant did not change at all. Chu Qingyan was a little anxious, and he reached for the dagger that was placed aside.

Unexpectedly, my palm suddenly disappeared and the jade pendant in my hand disappeared!

Qin Siqi stood aside at some point, holding the jade pendant he had just taken from his hand with anger.

Chu Qingyan's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Give it back to me!"

Qin Siqi looked at the jade pendant in his hand hatefully, and when he raised his hand, he wanted to smash it with spiritual power. But when he saw the crazy expression on Chu Qingyan's face, his heart ached.

"Master, she is dead, and her soul is broken. Even if you recover and let her fall into reincarnation, she may not be a person with all minds." Qin Siqi said hatefully, "I am the same person as her, with a different appearance and body shape. I am a living person in front of you. Why do you have to guard a wisp of soul!"

Chu Qingyan slowly raised her hand, her pale face looked firm, and she still said: "Give me the jade pendant back."

With tears in his eyes, Qin Siqi tried his best to hold it back and did not let it fall: "Master, do you know that there has been a big fuss outside? You are the Qingzhuo Zhenren who does not hate the bitter land. Your mind is the world and helping the world. Are you only indulging in the relationship between men and women now?"

"Isn't this all the same as you wish?" Chu Qingyan looked straight at her, her expression calm, "I am ruined and I can't go anywhere except your small courtyard. How can he accept it if you killed Xiao Qianye and took the life of Master Xiao?"

"Master still doesn't believe me after all," Qin Siqi smiled, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "Then let me tell my master another news. Taoist Song from Zikonglou has become a useless person, and his fingers are all gone. Now, let alone using needles to save people, I can't even pick up a wine gourd."

Chu Qingyan slowly closed her eyes, and after a while, she said, "There's more, just finish it all at once."

"As soon as Xiao Qianye died, the leader Xiao had only half his life left. He was staying in the Jiaocao Pond and was unwilling to leave half a step, intending to regain his soul and resurrect his incompetent daughter. Taoist Song was just an irritable drunkard. What could he do?" Qin Siqi looked at him and said word by word, "If you want to grab his little braid, you can grab it with a lot of random grabs, not to mention that he even gave his own handle to others. He gave up on himself, and even Master Yuanhui could not save him."

Qin Siqi said this and felt very happy. She played with the jade pendant in her hand and added, "Master, the pain is over!"

It's over without hatred...

After a long silence, Chu Qingyan only asked: "Does these things have anything to do with you?"

"Of course there is." Qin Siqi smiled. Meifeng was always sharp and ostentatious, like a thorny flower. "I have long since seen those people disliked them. Master, you don't care much about your disciples, and I don't know how they bullied me behind their backs. Now that I have the power, how could I spare them easily?"

"What did you do?"

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of putting in trouble."

After raising it for a month, Chu Qingyan's face was still very pale. After the broken priest in his hand turned into the spiritual vein, he raised his hand to stroke the wound and tidied up his clothes: "Whose momentum do you have?"
Chapter completed!