Where Love Begins, It Runs Deep: The Sword and Love Fanfiction Contest

It's another Chinese Valentine's Day, and now it's August in the world. Lu Qingye looked at the calm lake. His beautiful and delicate face didn't show much emotion. He just stared at the lotus leaves on the lake in a daze. The people around him were still chattering endlessly, instructing Lu Qingye on the corresponding matters after getting married. Lu Qingye raised his head and said, "No need to say more, I already know it and should prepare myself." Before his peripheral vision swept away, Lu Qingye was stunned. There seemed to be a corner of his robe floating across the lake, which seemed to be that familiar color. When she took a closer look, there were still only lotus leaves swaying in the wind, and there was no one she wanted to see. "You should cherish your blessings," the person next to him frowned, "Xue Hua is very happy with you. You and I are an unmarried couple. This Chinese Valentine's Day, Xue Hua invites you, why don't you go? Do you need to be so reserved?" Lu Qingye shook his head and wanted to say that the person I want to accompany is not him, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything. She was already engaged, how could she break the contract without reason? Last Chinese Valentine's Day, the man asked her to go put out river lanterns together again next year, but she didn't immediately agree. Now, she can no longer agree. At the beginning of the lanterns, on the Chinese Valentine's Day, boys and girls meet together, chatting and laughing all the way, while the fireworks sparkle in the sky and slowly disappear. "Qingye," Xue Hua stepped out from the side and handed Lu Qingye a note with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his lips, "Next Chinese Valentine's Day, we can come out together. This, this is what I wanted to say to you in person." As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Hua stuffed the note into Lu Qingye's hand, with a slight blush on his face, and left quickly. Lu Qingye was stunned, and slowly unfolded the note, only to see two lines of words written in small letters on the paper: I don't know the reason for my pity, my infatuation is like intoxication; I don't know where the love started, but I am deeply in love. Lu Qingye smiled bitterly, put away the note, and followed the crowd to the place where the river lanterns were placed. She took out the river lanterns she had made before and was stunned again. This river lantern was originally made after the last Chinese Valentine's Day... Lu Qingye took out the note she had originally prepared, which was filled with her wishes after the last Chinese Valentine's Day. After hesitating for a moment, she put the note into the river lantern, gently stirred the water surface, and let the river lantern flow down the river. Lu Qingye's eyes followed the river lantern. The river lantern passed through the lotus leaves and floated to the other bank. Lu Qingye raised his head, and at some point, Qiu Weihan across from him looked at her silently. Lu Qingye's eyes brightened slightly, then dimmed. There seemed to be thousands of words in his heart, but in the end he had nothing to say. Among the two of them, various river lanterns were floating on the river, and lotus leaves were swaying in the evening wind. There seemed to be bright dewdrops falling on the lotus leaves, sinking into the river, and disappearing.

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When he was twelve years old, Lu Qingye participated in the quadrennial Sword Volleying Conference for the first time. She belongs to the Qionghua Sect, one of the branches of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, and is also the host of this sword-controlling conference. The head of the Qionghua Sect, Lu Kunlun, specially chose the top of the Kunlun Fairy Mountain where the Qionghua Sect is located as the venue for the sword-driving conference. The top of this mountain is shrouded in fairy mist all year round, and the thick snow never melts. It was early autumn, and there was still snow and frost on the mountain tops. Lu Kunlun believes that such weather and environment can test the aspirations of elites from various factions. He saw his most proud disciple, Lu Qingye, standing on the sword-controlling platform made of ice and snow, with a pair of beautiful eyes as cold as frost on his childish little face, as cold and arrogant as snow. The birthmark of a half-opened red plum blossom between her eyebrows added a touch of coolness that was not commensurate with her age for her still undersized figure. She was wearing a light green men's robe that she had sewn herself, and her hair was styled into a boy's horn bun. She looked more like a stunningly beautiful young man who was alluring the country, but had a blue face. She was calm and composed in front of everyone, holding a Ruoxi sword in her hand, showing no fear in front of her opponents, like a green plum blossom in bud, proud of the snow and frost. The Ruoxi Sword was made by Lu Kunlun, the leader of the Qionghua Sect, and imitated the Chang Xi Sword. The style is ancient, elegant and beautiful, and the slender sword body is soft and flowing. Although the power is not one-tenth of the Chang Xi Sword, and it does not have the healing or even resurrecting effects of the Chang Xi Sword, it is still a top-grade sword among immortals. The greater the power of the sword, the greater the control power the sword wielder must have. This twelve-year-old girl was actually able to control the Ruoxi Sword with ease, and defeated Qiu Weiyu, the only daughter of Qiu Nichang, the head of Nishang Sect, Xue Hua, the chief disciple of Yaksha Sect, and Xiu Qi, a female spiritual disciple of Feiyu Sect, which surprised the heads of various sects who were used to seeing geniuses. Qiu Weihan was also frightened and confused in her heart, but she was more happy for her and a little unbelievable at the same time. Is she really the baby girl she picked up twelve years ago? If it weren't for the red plum birthmark between her eyebrows, he wouldn't dare to recognize her. She has grown a lot taller, and is no longer the cute little dumpling with pink and jade sculptures that he held in his arms that day. There was actually a bit of melancholy in his heart. Back then, when he was only five years old, he was chased by the demon clan, accidentally broke into the Demon Realm Mountains, and was invaded by the evil energy emitted by the Xingtian Sword. Although he was finally rescued by his master, his body remained weak and his meridians reversed on the 22nd day of every month, causing him great pain and torture. He is one of the seven orphans adopted by Master Qiu Nichang, and he never knows who his parents are. Qiu Nishang's nature is like charcoal, but her heart is as kind as a Bodhisattva, and she treats all orphans as if they were her own children. She tried many methods, but could not get rid of the evil spirit in his body, so she had no choice but to take him to Kunlun Fairy Mountain to seek advice from Lu Kunlun, the head of the Qionghua Sect who was proficient in medicine. The group walked halfway up the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, and Qiu Weihan, who had particularly sensitive ears, heard the baby crying. Following the cry, he found an infant girl. After obtaining the master's consent, he took the baby girl to Qionghua Palace. He remembered clearly that that day was the seventh day of July. Because this baby girl has half the blood of the ancient gods, and has strange bones and extraordinary talents, Lu Kunlun offered to take this baby girl as his disciple. Lu Kunlun said to Qiu Weihan, "Since you saved this baby girl, it's up to you to name her." Qiu Weihan, who has been reading poetry and books since he was a child, and was good at literature and martial arts, wanted to adopt a baby girl. The head of the family was named Lu. The baby girl's swaddling clothes were blue and embroidered with delicate silver leaves, so he blurted out: "Lu Qingye!" Lu Kunlun agreed to use his spiritual power combined with medical knowledge to treat him, on the condition that Qiu Nichang would pass on all the Nichang sect's cultivation techniques to his daughter Lu Qionghua. Qiu Nishang agreed. Since then, Qiu Weihan and his master Qiu Nishang have temporarily stayed as guests in Qionghua Palace in Kunlun Fairy Mountain. Qiu Nishang didn't have any sectarian views in her heart. She wholeheartedly passed on the cultivation methods of Nishang sect to Qiu Weihan and Lu Qionghua. Lu Qionghua practiced hard day and night and did not dare to be lazy. Qiu Weihan, on the other hand, practiced fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, which cannot be said to be diligent. But his understanding is extremely high, and his personality is gentle and easy-going. He thinks that there is nothing wrong with spending his life simply. This kind of temperament coincides with the neutral and peaceful cultivation methods of the Nishang sect, which makes him realize his enlightenment at critical moments and improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds. Qiu Weihan regards Lu Qingye as his little sister. In his free time, he always fights to feed her, change her diapers, teach her to crawl, bab, and toddle, and from time to time takes her to run around the mountains and have fun everywhere. Unfortunately, three years passed quickly, and Qiu Weihan's illness did not improve at all. Qiu Nishang suspected that Lu Kunlun had not tried his best to treat Qiu Weihan, had a big quarrel with him, and took Qiu Weihan away angrily. Qiu Weihan left with tears in his eyes. Before leaving, he kissed Xiao Qingye's pink cheek one last time. Three-year-old Xiao Qingye asked him in a sweet voice where he was going and when he would be back. He didn't know how to answer, so he had to answer the question: "I will often send the fire phoenix, the mythical beast of the Nishang sect, to deliver messages to you. Remember to reply to me." He kept his promise and sent Fire Phoenix to deliver a letter almost every day. The letter was nothing more than a record of what he had done that day, what kind of mood he had, and sometimes it was a poem or a word. Xiao Qingye accepted all the letters, but never replied to one. After many years of separation, his little Qingye has grown up. At seventeen, he was two heads taller than her. He was born rich and handsome, with a face like a crown jade, delicate eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. He was holding an opened Jinghong Umbrella in his hand. His leisurely demeanor and graceful gestures made him look like he was strolling in the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River. There was no trace of nervousness as a war was imminent. His appearance is hard to see through. The umbrella surface of the Jinghong Umbrella is full of light, like colorful neon lights. The umbrella cover and ribs are made from the fairy silver mineral that is abundant in Nishang Fairy Island. There is a pattern of the goddess scattering flowers engraved on it by himself, which is so elegant. This umbrella is his usual weapon. His face was paler than this world of ice and snow, and he was born frail and frail. In addition, this weapon looked very rosy. When he appeared on the stage, he was ridiculed and doubted by some disciples of other sects. But he only smiled slightly, as bright as the wind and the moon, and didn't care about other people's opinions at all. That smile is as warm as the spring breeze and as bright as the scorching sun. Then, he summoned the colorful neon sword from the ruins cauldron, flew with the sword, and waved the rainbow umbrella in his hand, showing his amazing strength. He won two battles in a row, defeating Lu Qionghua, who had the highest claim for the championship, Ling Feng of the Tiansha Sect, and You Meizhi of the Wuyue Sect. According to age groups, the competitions in the Sword Controlling Tournament are divided into three age groups: those under eighteen years old, those between eighteen years old and twenty-two years old, and those between twenty-two years old and twenty-eight years old. The order of appearance and opponents are determined by draws of lots by the contestants. He and his little Qingye each defeated three opponents of the same age group and met on a narrow road. Maybe this is destiny? The competition started early. The time of half a stick of incense has passed. The two of them actually hesitated to take action. They seemed to have a clear understanding of each other and a surprisingly tacit understanding. The cultivators who were watching began to get anxious. I have never seen such a sword competition before! Could it be that these two people planned to stand like this until the incense burnt out, and then tie up and win the championship together? Finally, Qingye summoned the Qingye sword. The Qingye sword is green all over, and the sword seems to have blue waves rippling on it. This sword may have absorbed the essence of day and night and the aura of mountains and rivers, and it actually opened its spiritual orifice and twisted around in mid-air, as if it were a naughty child waiting for a friend to take him out to play. Qingye flashed, and the person fell on the sword like a feather. She swung her sword and used three moves from Qionghua Sect's Hundred Flowers Sword Technique: dividing flowers to brush willows, walking on snow to find plum blossoms, and pear blossoms to crush begonias under a single tree. Qiu Weihan was holding the green leaf sword, his eyes were sparkling, gentle as water, and the corners of his mouth were curved into a nice curve. The Qingye Sword was the little gift he gave to Xiao Qingye three years ago through the Fire Phoenix. Unexpectedly, it became her sword, accompanying her day and night. As soon as he was stunned, Qingye's powerful sword intent rushed towards him with fierce force, but fortunately he was able to avoid it. In the blink of an eye, the world changed. He found himself at the edge of a small, clear pool at the bottom of a valley. Golden lotuses are blooming on the pond, willows are cuddling beside the pond, mountain flowers are blooming, butterflies are flying, and spring is full of joy. A girl in green clothes came with flowers and willows in her hands. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, elegant and refined, with a half-open red plum blossom birthmark between her eyebrows. From a distance, she looked like a dewy hibiscus, but up close, she looked more like a pure and pure Qionghua fairy. She seemed to be unable to see Qiu Weihan. She was playing in the water by the pool, showing a rare appearance of a little daughter. Could this be Xiao Qingye when he grows up? Qiu Weihan was stunned. Even though his left arm was injured by the sword and blood flowed out, he didn't care. The surrounding illusion changed again. The girl in green squatted under a pear tree, raised her smiling face, and quietly watched the pear blossoms blooming at the same time. Both the people and the flowers were beautiful. She squatted down again and looked at a crabapple under the tree. A brilliant crabapple flower withered silently, and its beautiful eyes were stained with a touch of sadness. Qiu Weihan only cared about Qingye's emotions and didn't care at all that his right leg was also injured by the sword. He knew that this was an illusion, an illusion created by Qingye's sword power, but he was willing to indulge in this illusion. The illusion transformed into another scene. The girl in green was so inspired that she walked through the snow to look for plum blossoms on the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, but she found the entrance to a valley covered by a sea of ​​clouds. She was a talented and brave woman, so she entered the valley alone and found a thousand-year-old green plum tree and a fairy pond. The girl in green tested the water temperature and said naturally as if to herself: "The fairy spring water in Qionghua Fairy Pond can relieve the evil spirit of Xingtian Sword. Do you want to give it a try? I will take you there." Qiu Weihan's eyes flashed, and he pushed the umbrella in his hand towards Qingye, releasing the boundless sea water. The boundless sea water flooded the illusion and turned the clear leaves into drowned rats. The disciples from all factions watching the excitement burst into laughter. Has Qingye ever been so embarrassed in front of others? Self-esteem and pride made her use one of the Hundred Flowers Sword Techniques to kill: "The Goddess Scatters Flowers"! The pure white Manzhushahua all over the sky fell like dense raindrops, covering Qiu Weihan's whole body like a white net. Qiu Weihan's blood shot out from the wound. Those seemingly beautiful and holy white Manzhu Shahua absorbed the blood from his body, and became bright red like blood. Enchanting and charming. Qiu Weihan quickly turned the Rainbow Frightening Umbrella and said with a smile: "The move rebounds!" The flower rain then changed its direction and enveloped Qingye. Qingye retreated with his sword and flew into the distance. Qiu Weihan pursues him relentlessly. The two of them were getting further and further away from the Sword Control Immortal Platform. Qingye flew into a valley covered by a sea of ​​clouds and stopped next to a clear pond. Qiu Weihan followed. The valley and clear pond were exactly the same as what he had just seen in the fantasy. Qingye did not look back and whispered: "This is the forbidden area of Qionghua Sect. Even the elders of Qionghua Sect are not allowed in, let alone the disciples. The head master said that there is abundant immortal energy here and ordered me to practice here on weekdays and guard the immortal pool. You soak in the pool for half an hour and I will keep an eye on you." Qiu Wei was so happy that he almost flew up. It turned out that his little Qingye had always been thinking of him! Immediately, he shook his head slightly and said solemnly: "I can't drag you into being punished by Master." Qingye turned around and said slightly angrily: "You don't know a good heart!" I don't know whether it was because of anger or shyness, but her snow-white cheeks were stained with two red clouds. Qiu Weihan immediately surrendered and said with a smile: "Okay, it's up to you." He took off his clothes and jumped into the pool. The water in the pool was warm, and he felt very comfortable soaking in it. Qingye kept staring at him curiously and did not turn around. He poured some pool water on her face, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Hey, you are so young, why are you so bad?" She wiped the water on her face and said confidently: "I just want to know what is the difference between men and women. It turns out that men's bodies look like this, and they are not as scary as Senior Sister Qionghua said!" He almost choked on his own saliva. Sure enough, she was defeated! His hair was wet, and water droplets dripped from his hair and thick eyelashes, falling onto his skin like mutton-fat white jade. He shook his hair and water splashed everywhere, adding to his charm. This picture was so beautiful that Qingye didn't dare to look at it. He was simply fascinated by it. Qiu Weihan turned around, his back to her, and said with a smile: "When you grow up, I will let you see enough!" Qingye said: "I have grown up now! I haven't seen enough. From now on, you will have to come here for a few days every month." His face was slightly feverish, and his heart felt sweet. This back view is so fascinating! Qingye salivated at the corner of his mouth and swallowed his saliva. Sure enough, the saying "beautiful and delicious" is really a wise saying! Half an hour later, Qiu Weihan followed Qingye back to the sword-controlling platform with a refreshed mind. He took the initiative and said to Qiu Nishang: "This disciple has failed the master's expectations and lost to little sister Qingye." A trace of disappointment flashed across Qiu Nishang's face. Lu Kunlun's face lit up, and he smiled approvingly at Qingye and said: "I said that the disciple of our sect who wins this sword-driving competition will be canonized as a saint. Qingye, you are highly cultivated, can distinguish right from wrong, and hate evil as enemies. From now on, I will leave to you the important task of carrying forward the Qionghua Sect and upholding the righteous path of the world." Lu Qingye calmly accepted the ice jade Qionghua that represented the identity of the saint, giving people a sense of maturity beyond his years. From this day on, Qiu Weihan would fly to Qionghua Pond with his sword every month, taking a bath while having sex with Qingye all over the world. Qingye is usually a listener and rarely speaks. Every time Qiu Weihan comes, he brings small gifts to Qingye. Sometimes it was a pot of crabapple flowers that had been growing for a long time, sometimes it was a homemade lantern with a phoenix painted on it, and sometimes it was a picture of walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms that he had drawn by himself, and she was the person in the painting. Sometimes he would cook a few side dishes himself, pack them in food boxes and "fly" them over. Gradually, Qiu Weihan discovered that her cold arrogance was actually to cover up her inferiority complex. The Qionghua Sect is different from other sects in that it almost never accepts disciples from outside. Therefore, all the young disciples are the children of the disciples of the previous generation. They all have high status and receive the care and love of their parents. She was the only outsider among the young disciples, like a lonely goose that had lost its flock. Only by continuing to practice and make progress can she gain the favor of her master and the envy of her peers to prove her sense of existence. How could she not make Qiu Weihan feel distressed like this? Because she was picked up and didn't know her birthday, they agreed that her birthday would be the seventh day of July every year, and he would celebrate her birthday by the Qionghua Pond. So every year, the seventh day of July becomes the happiest day for him and her! Time flies by like a white horse. Four years have passed and there is no turning back. That day has come again! After today, she will be sixteen years old. He prepared many beautiful lanterns and hung them on the trees beside Qionghua Pond, and then carefully placed a phoenix lantern and a phoenix lantern on the surface of the pond. Is this obvious enough? Will she, who is ignorant about love affairs, understand what he means? As bold and careful as he is, he doesn't dare to express his love openly for fear of being rejected by her, which will make it even more difficult for him to see her again in the future. Although she never said she liked flowers, he knew her preferences very well and creatively prepared Baihua cake, chrysanthemum cake, cherry blossom meat, mandarin fish, pear blossom stuffing, and rose flower tea. He soaked in the pool for nearly half an hour, but she didn't appear. He was a little anxious. He felt that the water in the pool was extremely hot today and he didn't want to stay any longer. After soaking in the fairy spring water for four years, the evil spirit was still in his body, but it was suppressed by the fairy spirit in the fairy spring water, and the reversal of the meridians never happened again. There seemed to be a green cloud floating here in the sky. He raised his head and saw Qingye coming with his sword. She usually dresses in men's clothing, but today she is wearing a water-green gauze skirt, with long hair reaching her waist, and her youthful beauty of a girl is simply suffocating. She had a happy face, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and there was a bit of smile in her beautiful eyes, just like a spring breeze blowing overnight, the ice and snow melted, and thousands of pear trees bloomed together! What stepped under her feet was not the Qingye Sword given by Weihan, but the Qijue Sword, the token of the leader of the Yasha Sect. The Qijue Sword is bright and overflowing with light. A phoenix is ​​coiled around the sword body, outlining the beautiful flame wings, as if it is a phoenix with spread wings flying in the nine-layer sky. Qiu Weihan knew that after the Fuli Sword was divided into the five divine swords Xingtian, Miluo, Qijue, Changxi, and Haotian, the Xingtian Sword fell into the Demon Realm Mountains and was obtained by the demons. The Qijue Sword was obtained by the leader of the Yaksha Sect, and the Chang Xijian was obtained by the leader of the Qionghua Sect. The Haotian Sword and Miluo Sword are in the hands of a mysterious young man named Yun Jingxi. This person is both good and evil, and has always been an enemy of the demons, but there is unawakened demon blood flowing in his body. Once the power of the blood is awakened, he may completely become a killing machine of the demons. How could this Yaksha sect's most precious seven swords be at Qingye's feet? A chill ran down Qiu Weihan's back, with an ominous premonition. Qing Ye fell to the ground and did not take the Qijue Sword back to the Xuding. Instead, he presented it to Weihan like a treasure and said with a smile: "Brother Weihan, look, this is the genuine Qijue Sword! Chang Xi and Qijue Sword can be combined!" Qiu Weihan's heart skipped a beat, and her face looked like a dye shop, colorful and beautiful! In his excitement, Qingye did not notice Qiu Weihan's abnormal reaction, and continued: "The two swords combined are enough to compete with the Demon Clan's Xingtian Sword." Qiu Weihan struggled to squeeze out a few words through his teeth: "But I heard that to practice this pair of swords, the two people who must hold the swords are a man and a woman, and they must practice both..." Qingye's beautiful eyes were as clear as fairy springs. He blinked in confusion and said confusedly: "Actually, I don't know what dual cultivation is. Senior Sister Qionghua said that it will hurt a little, but after the pain is over, you will feel as if you are in heaven? What does this mean? Palm." The master told me that he and the head of the Yaksha sect have made a marriage contract for me and Brother Xue Hua, which will be very helpful in practicing the practice of combining swords, and if the two sects get married, they can unite to fight against the demons... This is a great thing!" "Pfft!" Qiu Weihan spat out a mouthful of blood. "Brother Weihan, what's wrong with you?" Qingye anxiously supported him who was crumbling. Qiu Weihan spit out another mouthful of blood. He was shocked to hear the bad news and his heart was damaged. The evil spirits that had been suppressed took the opportunity to backfire and invade his heart. He hasn't suffered the pain of meridians reversal for a long time. This time the pain came so suddenly and with such force that his life could not bear the pain. But the pain in my heart was more than ten times more severe than the pain in my body! Qingye couldn't empathize with him at this moment. She couldn't even understand why he was hurt and for whom! Ten days later, the Sword Controlling Conference was held as scheduled. This time the host is the Yaksha sect, and the sword-controlling platform is located on a ten-mile-long auspicious cloud where the immortal energy condenses on the Yaksha sea. Before the competition began, Xue Longyin, the leader of the Yaksha Sect, announced the two great news that Xue Hua would take over as the leader and that he would marry the saint Lu Qingye of the Qionghua Sect in one month. The tall and handsome Xue Hua looked at the iceberg beauty Lu Qingye from a distance, feeling secretly happy in his heart. Lu Qingye felt a little shy because Xue Longyin announced his marriage in public. His eyes caught Xue Hua's distant glance and turned away. Qiu Weihan is heartbroken and angry. The evil aura of the Xingtian Sword roamed around his body. Although the evil spirit of Xingtian Sword has always been in his body, because of his indifferent temperament and firm will, the evil spirit has not been able to corrode his mind for many years. But now, he has strong love and hate in his heart, and the evil spirit has taken advantage of him. Realizing that he had murderous intent, he shuddered and clenched his fists. Qiu Weihan is twenty-one years old and Xue Hua is nineteen years old. They happen to be in the same age group. Coincidentally, the result of the draw was just as Qiu Weihan wished. The first game was between him and Xue Hua. Qingye is optimistic about brother Weihan. After all, Xue Hua four years ago couldn't even beat himself. She knew very well that Brother Weihan lost to her on purpose in the Sword Controlling Tournament four years ago. Four years later, his cultivation has made even further progress. With his strength, he will definitely defeat Xue Hua! In her mind, Brother Weihan is her biological brother, the person she is closest to and most trusted by. Even if Xue Hua is her future husband, he cannot replace Brother Weihan's status! As she expected, brother Weihan quickly beat Xue Hua to the ground. The strange thing is that he changed from his usual elegant demeanor and actually beat the drowned dog. He also gave up the attack with his sword and used fists and kicks to beat Xue Hua's handsome face into a pig's head! Qingye didn't feel angry, but felt funny and moved. She misunderstood what Brother Weihan meant and thought he was reluctant to let his sister get married because he was about to become her brother-in-law! Seeing that brother Weihan was vomiting blood again and could not stand still, she quickly stepped forward to help him and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, brother Weihan, even if I marry Xue Hua, I will always be your sister!" She said angrily to the unlucky Xue Hua: "Why are you so harsh? This is my brother!" Xue Hua, who had been beaten all over his head, was usually sharp-tongued and could talk to anyone with a graceful demeanor, but at this moment he was speechless. Apart from smiling bitterly, Qiu Weihan didn't know how to deal with himself, let alone how to face Qingye. In the next game, it was Qingye's turn to face Ling Feng from the Tiansha Sect. Qingye left brother Weihan to the care of his junior sister Qiu Weiyu and floated above the auspicious clouds. She was about to attack with her sword when she saw a young girl descending from the sky riding a divine beast, a blue dragon. The girl was wearing a silk dress with cicada wings. She had an oval face, willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. She had a graceful manner, a light figure, and her every smile was charming. Everyone present was so stunned by her appearance and aura that they even forgot to ask her her name and where she came from. The girl struck like lightning, abducted the injured and unconscious Qiu Weihan, and placed her on Qinglong. Her beautiful hands hugged Qingye's Weihan brother tightly from behind. At this moment, Qingye felt inexplicable heartache for the first time. She herself didn't understand where this heartache came from and who it hurt for. She used her sword to chase after him, but she saw the green dragon flying into the mountains and sea of ​​clouds and disappeared. She silently chewed on the two sentences that her brother Weihan occasionally recited in the past, which seemed like poetry but not poetry. She felt that her mouth was full of bitterness, and she seemed to understand but not understand, and felt at a loss. When love arises, it goes deep. Love is deeply rooted and penetrates deep into the bones.

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Please give me your feedback from readers "Xue Hua from the Yaksha faction and Lu Qingye from the Qionghua faction, I hope you can help each other in the future and save the world." Staring at the almost integrated shadows on the stage, Qiu Weihan refused to believe that this was true. How could this happen... Obviously everything was fine before this. "What's your name?" "Reversal of meridians... Must be very painful, right? I know a place, but I don't know if I can help you." "It's okay, I am shouldering the mission of saving the common people. You are a member of the common people, so you must be saved." "I was trained by the master again today. I don't know how long I can keep this great dream." Her friendliness, her gentleness, her freeness, and even her muttered complaints. Qiu Weihan knew that he liked her. But little did he know that this relationship ended so quickly. Is it time to let go, Qingye? The Haotian Sword was placed on the demon's neck, and Qiu Weihan slashed it down without hesitation. Qingye wants to save the common people, this is her dream. Then, this is also his dream. The blood of the demon splattered on his white clothes. But he never regretted it. As the saying goes - I don't know where it started, but the love is deep.

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"Luo Luo Qing Qiu" Wu Yu URL http://www. Jjwxc. Net/comment. Php? Novelid=3250871&commentid=122859 This is a calamity, this is a calamity that belongs to Lu Qingye and Qiu Weihan. Lu Qingye counted the days, Qiu Weihan was coming soon. In June, the lotus flowers in Qionghua Pond are in bloom. Lu Qingye looked at the lotus in the pond and smiled happily, the sorrow between his brows disappearing without a trace. Qiu Weihan must be very happy with this scene. Hmm, maybe I'll even get inspired to paint on a whim. Lu Qingye tilted her head and stared at the stars in the sky without blinking. Later, she would remind the little demon to prepare brushes and paints in advance to save Master Qiu from sulking because he couldn't find anything. Although she knew that it was impossible for the head of Qiuda to be angry. That man has been graceful and graceful since he was a child, and he has never spoken loudly. Every time he comes, the elders will praise him as the best in the world, and at the same time scold Qingye, asking Qingye to learn from his gentleness and generosity, to be a dignified woman, and not to lose the face of Qionghua Sect. Lu Qingye just thinks that the elders are guilty and wants to learn from Qiu Weihan how to be a woman? Lu Qingye curled her lips unhappily. Could it be that her and her brother Qiu Weihan had their genders reversed? From childhood to adulthood, others always praised Qiu Weihan for being "knowledgeable and sensible" and lamented her for being "naughty and mischievous". This made her a little sad, but only for a moment. Because Lu Qingye felt that the mistakes in this life could be left to be corrected in the next life. The next life, the next life... Lu Qingye knew that Qiu Weihan would not get rid of his sister. "Sister Qingye, the elders are looking for you." Lu Qingye turned around and saw the little demon standing by the pool. Under the cold moonlight, he was smiling and cute. What a coincidence, I was just about to go find her. However, the elders are still asking the little demon to send a message to see you so late. Could it be that there is something important? Lu Qingye picked up the hem of her skirt, stood up, and walked up the ladder of the pool step by step. There was a subtle sound of running water all around Qionghua Pool, which was clear and pleasant. "Xiao Yao, remember to prepare Brother Qiu's brushes and paints tomorrow. He will be here in a few days." Lu Qingye winked at Xiao Yao while putting on his shoes, as if to please him. "Brother Qiu, brother Qiu," the little demon looked jealous, his eyes widened, "Sister, I only have Qiu Weihan in my heart!" "... No way? I still have you in my heart, as well as the elders and all the people in the world." A blush appeared on Lu Qingye's face, "Besides, it is only natural that my sister has a brother in her heart. And Qiu Weihan is not in good health, as you know..." "I don't know," Xiao Yao interrupted Lu Qingye directly. At this time, Lu Qingye had already put on her shoes. Xiao Yao walked over and hugged her shoulders. He said with narrow eyes, "I only know that every time Brother Qiu comes, my sister's complexion will be much better than before. Is it possible that my sister has fallen in love with Brother Qiu? It's better to get married directly. As a wife, wouldn't it be more convenient to take care of Brother Qiu's health..." "What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Qingye pushed the little demon away, the blush on his face spread to his neck, and his ears were even redder, "We are brother and sister!" "It's not true!" Xiao Yao looked at Lu Qingye with deep meaning, "How can a brother only draw a portrait of his sister and not even draw a picture of his sister no matter how much others beg him..." "I won't talk to you anymore!" Lu Qingye avoided the little demon's gaze, "Aren't the elders looking for me? I'll leave first." After Lu Qingye finished speaking, he ran towards the small attic under the moonlight, ignoring the angry voice of the little demon behind him. The impatiens on the flower walls on both sides of the road are blooming quietly, and the light fragrance is not there at all. Lu Qingye ran all the way, her heartbeat still a little shaky. She stood in front of the attic and took a few deep breaths. After the strangeness in her heart was suppressed, she slowly opened the vermilion wooden door. Maybe it was too long ago, and the wooden door made a "squeak" sound when it was pushed open. As soon as Lu Qingye took a step into the attic, he saw five elders sitting in the front hall, forming a semicircle. She didn't have time to think too much, she took a few quick steps forward and then knelt on the ground, tapping her forehead on the ground. "Qingye pays homage to the elders." But no one answered her. The air was still silent, and Lu Qingye felt that this time things might be a little serious. But she couldn't remember that now all factions were peaceful and nothing major seemed to have happened. I don't know how long it took, but the elders finally made some movement. "Qingye, get up." Lu Qingye slowly raised his head and stood up. Her knees were a little sore from kneeling for too long, but unfortunately she couldn't rub them, otherwise she would be scolded again. "Qingye, let me ask you a few things." The elder sitting in the center looked at Qingye lovingly and spoke slowly, with an old and deep voice. "Qingye must tell you everything he knows, and he will tell you everything he knows." "What is your responsibility?" "Qingye, as the Qionghua Saint and the head of the Qionghua Sect, takes the world as her own responsibility." "Can you sacrifice everything for the world?" "It is my duty to do so. This is Qingye's honor." Candles all over the floor were swaying gently, and the flames gave off the faintest light they could. The girl standing in the center of the building had firm and bright eyes. Her whole face was shining, and she was no longer shy as before. The tip of Lu Qingye's nose is slightly upturned, her skin is like gelatin, her hair is as long as her waist, and she is dressed in white. She looks beautiful and incomparable. The air became silent again, and the atmosphere suddenly felt a little sad. The eyes of the five elders looking at Qingye were filled with joy and satisfaction, but also had a hint of desolation. "Qingye, what do you think if we form an alliance with the Yasha sect?" "Qingye thinks... This is a very good thing. The world is full of turmoil, all for the benefit. In the rivers and lakes, all factions can only remain invincible by maintaining an alliance. But we have already formed an alliance with the Nishang faction, and the Yaksha faction has always been arrogant. Have they ever been willing to form an alliance with us?" It gradually became clear to Lu Qingye that throughout the ages, the most commonly used method of forming an alliance was for the leaders of the two factions to always be on good terms. Previously, it was also because the heads of the Nishang Sect and the Qionghua Sect got married that the centuries-old harmony between the two sects was established. "We intend to marry with the Yaksha Sect. The chief disciple of the Yaksha Sect, Xue Hua, is handsome and talented, and is regarded as the next head of the Yaksha Sect. Qingye, Xue Hua is a good husband candidate." "Well," although Lu Qingye knew where things were going, her heart still tightened uncontrollably. She felt more confused than ever before, husband? This was the person she had to live with every day. Lu Qingye thought that in the future, in addition to Brother Qiu and the children of the Qionghua Sect, there might be another Xue Hua in her life, and she didn't know how to deal with herself. "Does Qingye have someone he likes in his heart?" "Of course not." Lu Qingye answered quickly. She thought that her life was filled with things like practicing swordsmanship, reading books, supporting justice with her disciples, and accompanying Qiu Weihan to heal her wounds. She had never studied love, and she didn't know what it felt like. "That's good," all the elders looked relieved, "Qingye, feelings can be cultivated slowly, after all, Xue Hua is so good. We will give you a month to think about it, and the decision is yours. But you must know that after the decision is made, it can no longer be changed." "Yes," Lu Qingye bit his lip, "It's just that there is something unclear about Qingye. Although the alliance with the Yaksha sect can ensure my status as the leader of the Qionghua sect, no one can infringe upon it, but the tree is big and attracts wind. Aren't the elders worried that the other sects will be jealous and crowd around us to kill us?" In today's world, there are nine sects in total - Qionghua, Nishang, Yaksha, Minghuang, Tianzhao, Tiansha, Feiyu, Wuyue, and Yuling. Eight factions are correct and one faction is unknown. Because of rumors in the world, the Minghuang Faction has colluded with the demon clan. But they were passed around, but no substantial evidence could be produced, and most of the people who passed them on died under the sword of Jiu Xiaoyue, the eldest daughter of the Minghuang Sect. Jiu Xiaoyue was a person Lu Qingye had heard for a long time. He was unruly by nature, fighting against injustices, addicted to killing, and even regarded beautiful men as his life. "Qingye," the great elder's voice brought back Qingye's wandering mind, "No matter how complicated the relationship between the various sects is now, you must know that the various sects will eventually unite together, because the demons are our common enemies. Can't you see that we elders are trying our best to promote the alliance between the various sects? The alliance between the nine sects is still key to the Yasha Minghuang, because Milo and the Seven Ultimate Sword are in their hands." Lu Qingye was startled, and she suddenly understood the reason for the sudden alliance and marriage. As the Saint of Qionghua, she has known the mission she has shouldered since she was a child, to eradicate the demon clan and restore peace to the people of the world. But how can the demons be so simple and able to be eliminated? Moreover, there is also the Xingtian Sword in the Demon Realm, which is the first of the five swords. A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Qionghua Sect realized the way to eradicate the demon clan - the four swords were combined into one. Only the person who is the best swordsman in the world can hold this sword that combines the souls of the four swords and have a chance to fight to the death with the leader of the demon clan. Chang Xijian was acquired by Qionghua Sect earlier, and Haotian Sword was in the hands of Nishang Sect. It seems that his ancestor got married a hundred years ago just because of the Haotian Sword in the hands of Nishang Sect. The two swords have been obtained, but there is no trace of the Miluo and Qijue swords. Therefore, Qionghua's group searched for Miluo and Qijue Sword for hundreds of years. Lu Qingye also asked about Miluo and Qijuejian for more than ten years. Because her childhood wish was to be able to hold the four-sword-in-one sword, open the door to the demon world, and wield the leader of the demon world with her hands. Now, it's all here. Lu Qingye never thought that he would have a chance to realize his wish in his lifetime. Her excited palms were sweating. A piece of engagement paper was all she wanted in her life. No matter how you look at it, this is a worthwhile deal. She almost wanted to say yes immediately. The elders seemed to see Qingye's thoughts, but their eyes were full of regret. The great elder stood up and waved his hand towards Qingye, "Give me an answer in a month. It's already very late now, go back and rest." A trace of surprise flashed across Lu Qingye's face, but she didn't say much. After bending down and saluting, Qingye turned around and left. At the last moment when Qingye stepped out of the attic and closed the door, the majestic and slightly sad voice of the great elder came. "Weihan is coming in a few days. This time he will stay until the sword-driving tournament is over before leaving. Qingye, please stay with him during this time." "Yes." Lu Qingye responded loudly, his crisp voice floating back and forth in the attic. She closed the door tightly and walked toward her room with brisk steps. Sword racing tournament? It's August. Brother Qiu stayed here for a long time this time. Maybe it was because his wish was about to come true, but Lu Qingye could hardly control his heartbeat. She thought that when Qiu Weihan came, she would definitely tell him the good news. He will definitely be happy with himself. What does it feel like to like someone? Probably as soon as you open your eyes, I feel like you are looking for me. The morning sun has not yet fallen, and Qionghua Pond is even more quiet, with thin mist floating around, and the occasional call of bluebirds in the distance, making it feel like a fairyland. In the southernmost part of Qionghua Mountain, in an open grassland, the sound of sharp swords could be heard. Lu Qingye repeated his moves over and over again, each time it was the same movement, but the intensity was more and more stubborn each time. Sweat had already wet her clothes, but she didn't know it. Like a big tiger ready to go, full of strength is revealed from every part of his body. Lu Qingye aims at number one. Only the first place in the sword-driving competition is qualified to get a sword. Although she has been practicing for decades, her swordsmanship is among the best among her peers. But this is not enough, far from it. After all, there are many people in this world who have been playing swordsmanship for decades, or even for a lifetime. Practice makes perfect. Compared with them, Lu Qingye was really far behind. Until the last wisp of fog dissipated, a brand new red sun hung on the northern horizon. This red sun looked as new as if it had just been washed. Lu Qingye took out a pair of white handkerchiefs from his sleeves and carefully wiped the sweat on his forehead. When her breathing gradually became calmer, she picked up her sword and walked down the mountain. But Lu Qingye was only halfway there when he saw the little demon running up the mountain in a hurry. The little demon's long hair was scattered randomly behind his back, and he hadn't had time to comb it. Lu Qingye was a little dumbfounded. Could it be that something big happened again? "Sister Qingye..." "Yes." Lu Qingye responded casually, walked to the little demon, raised his wrist, and wiped the sweat from the little demon's cheek with the handkerchief he had just used. Fortunately, the girl didn't know that she had used it, otherwise she would have been furious. But before Lu Qingye finished wiping, Xiaoyao grabbed her wrist. The strength was not small, and Lu Qingye felt a slight pain in his wrist. She felt a thump in her heart, this girl wouldn't find out. "Sister Qingye, Qiu Weihan is here and is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain." As soon as Xiao Yao finished speaking, the handkerchief Lu Qingye was holding fell to the ground. "Why is it so early? Isn't it tomorrow?" Lu Qingye didn't consume the news for a while and asked in a daze. "Who knows! It's so early in the morning that it makes me sleepy." Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, bent down to pick up the handkerchief on the ground, pulled up Lu Qingye's sleeve and ran down the mountain, "Maybe I miss you too much... And can't wait until tomorrow?" Lu Qingye ran for two steps and then stopped abruptly. He ignored the teasing tone in Xiao Yao's tone and combed the hair around his ears with his hands, "Little Yao, look at me, am I okay like this?" "Tsk, tsk," the little demon's voice sounded strange, "meeting my brother is not my husband, so what do you care about yourself?" Lu Qingye was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then rolled his eyes at the little demon, "Qiu Weihan sometimes always teases me that I don't look like a woman. Don't you think I should protect my own image..." "Oh, come on, sister Qingye, are you willing to let your brother Qiu wait for you..." Xiao Yao impatiently interrupted Lu Qingye's unfinished words. As soon as Lu Qingye opened her mouth to explain, the little demon pulled up her sleeves and continued to run away. They ran so fast that the trees next to them were constantly moving backwards. Lu Qingye thought that at this speed, she would soon see Qiu Weihan. Sure enough, only a few minutes had passed. Lu Qingye saw Qiu Weihan dressed in white in the distance. She unconsciously increased the speed of her steps. Lu Qingye and Xiao Yao had just run down the mountain. Before they could gain a foothold, Xiao Yao threw them away. Fortunately, Qiu Weihan reached out and took her into his arms, otherwise... Lu Qingye felt that she was about to lie on the ground. As his younger sister, Lu Qingye felt that she really needed some training, otherwise she would have been raised in vain. Therefore, when they met again after a month, although Lu Qingye fell into Qiu Weihan's arms, she did not raise her head to look at him. Lu Qingye broke away from the slightly cold embrace without hesitation. She turned around and stared directly at the little demon, looking full of anger. Xiaoyao looked at Lu Qingye's face and swallowed. The only one who can save him at this moment is probably Qiu Weihan. "Brother-in-law..." The little demon glanced at Qiu Weihan pitifully and bowed his head obediently. Just as Lu Qingye was about to get angry, he was shocked by the title of little demon. She forgot what she originally planned to say, and the hand she just raised froze in the air. Qiu Weihan took a few steps forward with a smile on his face, and put his arms around Lu Qingye's shoulders again, full of affection, "It's just a child, why do you care about her?" Except for a hint of tiredness, his voice was still as gentle as jade. Lu Qingye raised his head numbly, and instantly met Qiu Weihan's eyes. It had only been a month since they last saw him. Although he still had a handsome face, Qingye still noticed that he was much thinner than the last time he came. Lu Qingye's eyes suddenly filled with sadness. Xing Tian hurt him really badly. Qiu Weihan reached out to cover Qingye's eyes and laughed softly, "A woman definitely feels that no matter how handsome a man is, she cannot look at him so openly." Lu Qingye knew that Qiu Weihan was laughing at him again. She turned her head away angrily and opened Qiu Weihan's hand angrily. His face turned the color of pig liver. When the little demon saw Lu Qingye's appearance, his shoulders were shaking with laughter. Apart from Qiu Weihan, there is probably no one else in the world who can defeat Lu Qingye. "Little demon!" Lu Qingye looked at the little demon gloating about his misfortune, and the flame that had just subsided rekindled. "Qingye." It was still Qiu Weihan's deep and magnetic voice. "Why are you always protecting her?" Lu Qingye turned his head again and looked at Qiu Weihan, as if there were two small flames burning in his eyes. However, her face burned again the moment she saw Qiu Weihan's face. Lu Qingye couldn't help scolding himself for being spineless, he was just a brother! We haven't seen each other for only a month, and if we meet again, we will be like this. Qiu Weihan didn't answer. He just stood there and looked at Lu Qingye quietly, almost greedily watching her every expression and every movement. He was still gentle and gentle, but his eyes looking at Lu Qingye were more focused and deep. "Silly sister, because I called him brother-in-law." The little demon shouted this sentence almost wailing in his heart. Everyone knows it, but she doesn't. Looking at the current scene, the little demon probably has nothing to do. She made a face at Lu Qingye's back and slipped away briskly. Qiu Weihan watched the little demon go away, then stretched out his hand to pull Lu Qingye, and held her tightly in his arms. His chin was pressed tightly against Lu Qingye's shoulder. Lu Qingye resisted and pushed a few times, but it didn't loosen at all. On the contrary, Qiu Weihan's band got tighter and tighter. "What are you doing!?" Lu Qingye tried his best to control the temperature on his face and pretended to be sharp, "I'm still angry!" "I know." Qiu Weihan laughed softly again, his breath blowing on Lu Qingye's neck. Feeling the warmth on his neck, Lu Qingye's whole body froze in place. "I just traveled all night, and I'm really tired, Qingye. Let me lean on you for a while, just for a while..." After listening to Qiu Weihan's words, Lu Qingye almost immediately stopped beating his hand. She sniffed in annoyance, Qiu Weihan still had such serious old injuries, how could she forget about it. Still angry with him... I don't know how long it took, Qiu Weihan's breath became lower and lower, and Lu Qingye even wondered if he had fallen asleep. "Weihan?" "Yeah." "Why did you suddenly come early?" Lu Qingye's voice had a hint of unnoticeable jerkiness and nervousness. "It hurts too much to have an old injury come back," Qiu Weihan raised his chin, lowered his head and stared straight at Lu Qingye's blushing face, with a sarcastic tone, "Don't you think I miss you..." "No!" Lu Qingye shook his head like a rattle. "Really?" Qiu Weihan's face was full of doubts. "Who would miss you when they are idle!" Lu Qingye raised his head and rolled his eyes at Qiu Weihan, his tone even more brisk and a bit outrageous. As soon as Lu Qingye finished saying this, Qiu Weihan's figure became a little unstable. He staggered and let go of his arm holding her. His originally pale face turned colorless at this moment, his eyebrows were even more frowning, and the pain on his face was self-evident. Lu Qingye almost panicked when she saw Qiu Weihan's appearance. She stepped forward and held Qiu Weihan's arm, her voice sounded extremely tight, "Did the old injury relapse?" "It's okay." Qiu Weihan suppressed the disappointment in his heart and gave Qingye a comforting look. "Why is it okay! I can't even stand still!" Lu Qingye was obviously angry, and his delicate facial features were wrinkled. "Every time I don't cherish my body, I still rush all night! Don't stay here, hurry up and go to Qionghua Pond." If you are interested, please read this article. I haven't finished it yet, but it needs attention. . . Woohoo, or else I'll be eliminated.

"Luo Luo Qing Qiu" Wu Yu This is a calamity, this is a calamity that belongs to Lu Qingye and Qiu Weihan. Lu Qingye counted the days, Qiu Weihan was coming soon. In June, the lotus flowers in Qionghua Pond are in bloom. Lu Qingye looked at the lotus in the pond and smiled happily, the sorrow between his brows disappearing without a trace. Qiu Weihan must be very happy with this scene. Hmm, maybe I'll even get inspired to paint on a whim. Lu Qingye tilted her head and stared at the stars in the sky without blinking. Later, she would remind the little demon to prepare brushes and paints in advance to save Master Qiu from sulking because he couldn't find anything. Although she knew that it was impossible for the head of Qiuda to be angry. That man has been graceful and graceful since he was a child, and he has never spoken loudly. Every time he comes, the elders will praise him as the best in the world, and at the same time scold Qingye, asking Qingye to learn from his gentleness and generosity, to be a dignified woman, and not to lose the face of Qionghua Sect. Lu Qingye just thinks that the elders are guilty and wants to learn from Qiu Weihan how to be a woman? Lu Qingye curled her lips unhappily. Could it be that her and her brother Qiu Weihan had their genders reversed? From childhood to adulthood, others always praised Qiu Weihan for being "knowledgeable and sensible" and lamented her for being "naughty and mischievous". This made her a little sad, but only for a moment. Because Lu Qingye felt that the mistakes in this life could be left to be corrected in the next life. The next life, the next life... Lu Qingye knew that Qiu Weihan would not get rid of his sister. "Sister Qingye, the elders are looking for you." Lu Qingye turned around and saw the little demon standing by the pool. Under the cold moonlight, he was smiling and cute. What a coincidence, I was just about to go find her. However, the elders are still asking the little demon to send a message to see you so late. Could it be that there is something important? Lu Qingye picked up the hem of her skirt, stood up, and walked up the ladder of the pool step by step. There was a subtle sound of running water all around Qionghua Pool, which was clear and pleasant. "Xiao Yao, remember to prepare Brother Qiu's brushes and paints tomorrow. He will be here in a few days." Lu Qingye winked at Xiao Yao while putting on his shoes, as if to please him. "Brother Qiu, brother Qiu," the little demon looked jealous, his eyes widened, "Sister, I only have Qiu Weihan in my heart!" "... No way? I still have you in my heart, as well as the elders and all the people in the world." A blush appeared on Lu Qingye's face, "Besides, it is only natural that my sister has a brother in her heart. And Qiu Weihan is not in good health, as you know..." "I don't know," Xiao Yao interrupted Lu Qingye directly. At this time, Lu Qingye had already put on her shoes. Xiao Yao walked over and hugged her shoulders. He said with narrow eyes, "I only know that every time Brother Qiu comes, my sister's complexion will be much better than before. Is it possible that my sister has fallen in love with Brother Qiu? It's better to get married directly. As a wife, wouldn't it be more convenient to take care of Brother Qiu's health..." "What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Qingye pushed the little demon away, the blush on his face spread to his neck, and his ears were even redder, "We are brother and sister!" "It's not true!" Xiao Yao looked at Lu Qingye with deep meaning, "How can a brother only draw a portrait of his sister and not even draw a picture of his sister no matter how much others beg him..." "I won't talk to you anymore!" Lu Qingye avoided the little demon's gaze, "Aren't the elders looking for me? I'll leave first." After Lu Qingye finished speaking, he ran towards the small attic under the moonlight, ignoring the angry voice of the little demon behind him. The impatiens on the flower walls on both sides of the road are blooming quietly, and the light fragrance is not there at all. Lu Qingye ran all the way, her heartbeat still a little shaky. She stood in front of the attic and took a few deep breaths. After the strangeness in her heart was suppressed, she slowly opened the vermilion wooden door. Maybe it was too long ago, and the wooden door made a "squeak" sound when it was pushed open. As soon as Lu Qingye took a step into the attic, he saw five elders sitting in the front hall, forming a semicircle. She didn't have time to think too much, she took a few quick steps forward and then knelt on the ground, tapping her forehead on the ground. "Qingye pays homage to the elders." But no one answered her. The air was still silent, and Lu Qingye felt that this time things might be a little serious. But she couldn't remember that now all factions were peaceful and nothing major seemed to have happened. I don't know how long it took, but the elders finally made some movement. "Qingye, get up." Lu Qingye slowly raised his head and stood up. Her knees were a little sore from kneeling for too long, but unfortunately she couldn't rub them, otherwise she would be scolded again. "Qingye, let me ask you a few things." The elder sitting in the center looked at Qingye lovingly and spoke slowly, with an old and deep voice. "Qingye must tell you everything he knows, and he will tell you everything he knows." "What is your responsibility?" "Qingye, as the Qionghua Saint and the head of the Qionghua Sect, takes the world as her own responsibility." "Can you sacrifice everything for the world?" "It is my duty to do so. This is Qingye's honor." Candles all over the floor were swaying gently, and the flames gave off the faintest light they could. The girl standing in the center of the building had firm and bright eyes. Her whole face was shining, and she was no longer shy as before. The tip of Lu Qingye's nose is slightly upturned, her skin is like gelatin, her hair is as long as her waist, and she is dressed in white. She looks beautiful and incomparable. The air became silent again, and the atmosphere suddenly felt a little sad. The eyes of the five elders looking at Qingye were filled with joy and satisfaction, but also had a hint of desolation. "Qingye, what do you think if we form an alliance with the Yasha sect?" "Qingye thinks... This is a very good thing. The world is full of turmoil, all for the benefit. In the rivers and lakes, all factions can only remain invincible by maintaining an alliance. But we have already formed an alliance with the Nishang faction, and the Yaksha faction has always been arrogant. Have they ever been willing to form an alliance with us?" It gradually became clear to Lu Qingye that throughout the ages, the most commonly used method of forming an alliance was for the leaders of the two factions to always be on good terms. Previously, it was also because the heads of the Nishang Sect and the Qionghua Sect got married that the centuries-old harmony between the two sects was established. "We intend to marry with the Yaksha Sect. The chief disciple of the Yaksha Sect, Xue Hua, is handsome and talented, and is regarded as the next head of the Yaksha Sect. Qingye, Xue Hua is a good husband candidate." "Well," although Lu Qingye knew where things were going, her heart still tightened uncontrollably. She felt more confused than ever before, husband? This was the person she had to live with every day. Lu Qingye thought that in the future, in addition to Brother Qiu and the children of the Qionghua Sect, there might be another Xue Hua in her life, and she didn't know how to deal with herself. "Does Qingye have someone he likes in his heart?" "Of course not." Lu Qingye answered quickly. She thought that her life was filled with things like practicing swordsmanship, reading books, supporting justice with her disciples, and accompanying Qiu Weihan to heal her wounds. She had never studied love, and she didn't know what it felt like. "That's good," all the elders looked relieved, "Qingye, feelings can be cultivated slowly, after all, Xue Hua is so good. We will give you a month to think about it, and the decision is yours. But you must know that after the decision is made, it can no longer be changed." "Yes," Lu Qingye bit his lip, "It's just that there is something unclear about Qingye. Although the alliance with the Yaksha sect can ensure my status as the leader of the Qionghua sect, no one can infringe upon it, but the tree is big and attracts wind. Aren't the elders worried that the other sects will be jealous and crowd around us to kill us?" In today's world, there are nine sects in total - Qionghua, Nishang, Yaksha, Minghuang, Tianzhao, Tiansha, Feiyu, Wuyue, and Yuling. Eight factions are correct and one faction is unknown. Because of rumors in the world, the Minghuang Faction has colluded with the demon clan. But they were passed around, but no substantial evidence could be produced, and most of the people who passed them on died under the sword of Jiu Xiaoyue, the eldest daughter of the Minghuang Sect. Jiu Xiaoyue was a person Lu Qingye had heard for a long time. He was unruly by nature, fighting against injustices, addicted to killing, and even regarded beautiful men as his life. "Qingye," the great elder's voice brought back Qingye's wandering mind, "No matter how complicated the relationship between the various sects is now, you must know that the various sects will eventually unite together, because the demons are our common enemies. Can't you see that we elders are trying our best to promote the alliance between the various sects? The alliance between the nine sects is still key to the Yasha Minghuang, because Milo and the Seven Ultimate Sword are in their hands." Lu Qingye was startled, and she suddenly understood the reason for the sudden alliance and marriage. As the Saint of Qionghua, she has known the mission she has shouldered since she was a child, to eradicate the demon clan and restore peace to the people of the world. But how can the demons be so simple and able to be eliminated? Moreover, there is also the Xingtian Sword in the Demon Realm, which is the first of the five swords. A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Qionghua Sect realized the way to eradicate the demon clan - the four swords were combined into one. Only the person who is the best swordsman in the world can hold this sword that combines the souls of the four swords and have a chance to fight to the death with the leader of the demon clan. Chang Xijian was acquired by Qionghua Sect earlier, and Haotian Sword was in the hands of Nishang Sect. It seems that his ancestor got married a hundred years ago just because of the Haotian Sword in the hands of Nishang Sect. The two swords have been obtained, but there is no trace of the Miluo and Qijue swords. Therefore, Qionghua's group searched for Miluo and Qijue Sword for hundreds of years. Lu Qingye also asked about Miluo and Qijuejian for more than ten years. Because her childhood wish was to be able to hold the four-sword-in-one sword, open the door to the demon world, and wield the leader of the demon world with her hands. Now, it's all here. Lu Qingye never thought that he would have a chance to realize his wish in his lifetime. Her excited palms were sweating. A piece of engagement paper was all she wanted in her life. No matter how you look at it, this is a worthwhile deal. She almost wanted to say yes immediately. The elders seemed to see Qingye's thoughts, but their eyes were full of regret. The great elder stood up and waved his hand towards Qingye, "Give me an answer in a month. It's already very late now, go back and rest." A trace of surprise flashed across Lu Qingye's face, but she didn't say much. After bending down and saluting, Qingye turned around and left. At the last moment when Qingye stepped out of the attic and closed the door, the majestic and slightly sad voice of the great elder came. "Weihan is coming in a few days. This time he will stay until the sword-driving tournament is over before leaving. Qingye, please stay with him during this time." "Yes." Lu Qingye responded loudly, his crisp voice floating back and forth in the attic. She closed the door tightly and walked toward her room with brisk steps. Sword racing tournament? It's August. Brother Qiu stayed here for a long time this time. Maybe it was because his wish was about to come true, but Lu Qingye could hardly control his heartbeat. She thought that when Qiu Weihan came, she would definitely tell him the good news. He will definitely be happy with himself. What does it feel like to like someone? Probably as soon as you open your eyes, I feel like you are looking for me. The morning sun has not yet fallen, and Qionghua Pond is even more quiet, with thin mist floating around, and the occasional call of bluebirds in the distance, making it feel like a fairyland. In the southernmost part of Qionghua Mountain, in an open grassland, the sound of sharp swords could be heard. Lu Qingye repeated his moves over and over again, each time it was the same movement, but the intensity was more and more stubborn each time. Sweat had already wet her clothes, but she didn't know it. Like a big tiger ready to go, full of strength is revealed from every part of his body. Lu Qingye aims at number one. Only the first place in the sword-driving competition is qualified to get a sword. Although she has been practicing for decades, her swordsmanship is among the best among her peers. But this is not enough, far from it. After all, there are many people in this world who have been playing swordsmanship for decades, or even for a lifetime. Practice makes perfect. Compared with them, Lu Qingye was really far behind. Until the last wisp of fog dissipated, a brand new red sun hung on the northern horizon. This red sun looked as new as if it had just been washed. Lu Qingye took out a pair of white handkerchiefs from his sleeves and carefully wiped the sweat on his forehead. When her breathing gradually became calmer, she picked up her sword and walked down the mountain. But Lu Qingye was only halfway there when he saw the little demon running up the mountain in a hurry. The little demon's long hair was scattered randomly behind his back, and he hadn't had time to comb it. Lu Qingye was a little dumbfounded. Could it be that something big happened again? "Sister Qingye..." "Yes." Lu Qingye responded casually, walked to the little demon, raised his wrist, and wiped the sweat from the little demon's cheek with the handkerchief he had just used. Fortunately, the girl didn't know that she had used it, otherwise she would have been furious. But before Lu Qingye finished wiping, Xiaoyao grabbed her wrist. The strength was not small, and Lu Qingye felt a slight pain in his wrist. She felt a thump in her heart, this girl wouldn't find out. "Sister Qingye, Qiu Weihan is here and is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain." As soon as Xiao Yao finished speaking, the handkerchief Lu Qingye was holding fell to the ground. "Why is it so early? Isn't it tomorrow?" Lu Qingye didn't consume the news for a while and asked in a daze. "Who knows! It's so early in the morning that it makes me sleepy." Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, bent down to pick up the handkerchief on the ground, pulled up Lu Qingye's sleeve and ran down the mountain, "Maybe I miss you too much... And can't wait until tomorrow?" Lu Qingye ran for two steps and then stopped abruptly. He ignored the teasing tone in Xiao Yao's tone and combed the hair around his ears with his hands, "Little Yao, look at me, am I okay like this?" "Tsk, tsk," the little demon's voice sounded strange, "meeting my brother is not my husband, so what do you care about yourself?" Lu Qingye was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then rolled his eyes at the little demon, "Qiu Weihan sometimes always teases me that I don't look like a woman. Don't you think I should protect my own image..." "Oh, come on, sister Qingye, are you willing to let your brother Qiu wait for you..." Xiao Yao impatiently interrupted Lu Qingye's unfinished words. As soon as Lu Qingye opened her mouth to explain, the little demon pulled up her sleeves and continued to run away. They ran so fast that the trees next to them were constantly moving backwards. Lu Qingye thought that at this speed, she would soon see Qiu Weihan. Sure enough, only a few minutes had passed. Lu Qingye saw Qiu Weihan dressed in white in the distance. She unconsciously increased the speed of her steps. Lu Qingye and Xiao Yao had just run down the mountain. Before they could gain a foothold, Xiao Yao threw them away. Fortunately, Qiu Weihan reached out and took her into his arms, otherwise... Lu Qingye felt that she was about to lie on the ground. As his younger sister, Lu Qingye felt that she really needed some training, otherwise she would have been raised in vain. Therefore, when they met again after a month, although Lu Qingye fell into Qiu Weihan's arms, she did not raise her head to look at him. Lu Qingye broke away from the slightly cold embrace without hesitation. She turned around and stared directly at the little demon, looking full of anger. Xiaoyao looked at Lu Qingye's face and swallowed. The only one who can save him at this moment is probably Qiu Weihan. "Brother-in-law..." The little demon glanced at Qiu Weihan pitifully and bowed his head obediently. Just as Lu Qingye was about to get angry, he was shocked by the title of little demon. She forgot what she originally planned to say, and the hand she just raised froze in the air. Qiu Weihan took a few steps forward with a smile on his face, and put his arms around Lu Qingye's shoulders again, full of affection, "It's just a child, why do you care about her?" Except for a hint of tiredness, his voice was still as gentle as jade. Lu Qingye raised his head numbly, and instantly met Qiu Weihan's eyes. It had only been a month since they last saw him. Although he still had a handsome face, Qingye still noticed that he was much thinner than the last time he came. Lu Qingye's eyes suddenly filled with sadness. Xing Tian hurt him really badly. Qiu Weihan reached out to cover Qingye's eyes and laughed softly, "A woman definitely feels that no matter how handsome a man is, she cannot look at him so openly." Lu Qingye knew that Qiu Weihan was laughing at him again. She turned her head away angrily and opened Qiu Weihan's hand angrily. His face turned the color of pig liver. When the little demon saw Lu Qingye's appearance, his shoulders were shaking with laughter. Apart from Qiu Weihan, there is probably no one else in the world who can defeat Lu Qingye. "Little demon!" Lu Qingye looked at the little demon gloating about his misfortune, and the flame that had just subsided rekindled. "Qingye." It was still Qiu Weihan's deep and magnetic voice. "Why are you always protecting her?" Lu Qingye turned his head again and looked at Qiu Weihan, as if there were two small flames burning in his eyes. However, her face burned again the moment she saw Qiu Weihan's face. Lu Qingye couldn't help scolding himself for being spineless, he was just a brother! We haven't seen each other for only a month, and if we meet again, we will be like this. Qiu Weihan didn't answer. He just stood there and looked at Lu Qingye quietly, almost greedily watching her every expression and every movement. He was still gentle and gentle, but his eyes looking at Lu Qingye were more focused and deep. "Silly sister, because I called him brother-in-law." The little demon shouted this sentence almost wailing in his heart. Everyone knows it, but she doesn't. Looking at the current scene, the little demon probably has nothing to do. She made a face at Lu Qingye's back and slipped away briskly. Qiu Weihan watched the little demon go away, then stretched out his hand to pull Lu Qingye, and held her tightly in his arms. His chin was pressed tightly against Lu Qingye's shoulder. Lu Qingye resisted and pushed a few times, but it didn't loosen at all. On the contrary, Qiu Weihan's band got tighter and tighter. "What are you doing!?" Lu Qingye tried his best to control the temperature on his face and pretended to be sharp, "I'm still angry!" "I know." Qiu Weihan laughed softly again, his breath blowing on Lu Qingye's neck. Feeling the warmth on his neck, Lu Qingye's whole body froze in place. "I just traveled all night, and I'm really tired, Qingye. Let me lean on you for a while, just for a while..." After listening to Qiu Weihan's words, Lu Qingye almost immediately stopped beating his hand. She sniffed in annoyance, Qiu Weihan still had such serious old injuries, how could she forget about it. Still angry with him... I don't know how long it took, Qiu Weihan's breath became lower and lower, and Lu Qingye even wondered if he had fallen asleep. "Weihan?" "Yeah." "Why did you suddenly come early?" Lu Qingye's voice had a hint of unnoticeable jerkiness and nervousness. "It hurts too much to have an old injury come back," Qiu Weihan raised his chin, lowered his head and stared straight at Lu Qingye's blushing face, with a sarcastic tone, "Don't you think I miss you..." "No!" Lu Qingye shook his head like a rattle. "Really?" Qiu Weihan's face was full of doubts. "Who would miss you when they are idle!" Lu Qingye raised his head and rolled his eyes at Qiu Weihan, his tone even more brisk and a bit outrageous. As soon as Lu Qingye finished saying this, Qiu Weihan's figure became a little unstable. He staggered and let go of his arm holding her. His originally pale face turned colorless at this moment, his eyebrows were even more frowning, and the pain on his face was self-evident. Lu Qingye almost panicked when she saw Qiu Weihan's appearance. She stepped forward and held Qiu Weihan's arm, her voice sounded extremely tight, "Did the old injury relapse?" "It's okay." Qiu Weihan suppressed the disappointment in his heart and gave Qingye a comforting look. "Why is it okay! I can't even stand still!" Lu Qingye was obviously angry, and his delicate facial features were wrinkled. "Every time I don't cherish my body, I still rush all night! Don't stay here, hurry up and go to Qionghua Pond." There is a link below. Please pay attention. Wuwuwuwu "Luoluo Qingqiu" Wuyu