The intoxicating fragrance and ambiguous atmosphere are still lingering in the brightening morning light.
The lights were on in the large and comfortable bedroom, the air conditioner was on, and the man and woman hugging each other were covered with quilts. Li Tianlan hugged Qin Weibai tightly, breathing evenly and relaxedly.
Qin Weibai, who had not slept all night, lay quietly in Li Tianlan's arms, eyes widened and moistened after being moisturized, and stared intently at Li Tianlan's face.
This is not a particularly handsome face.
Delicate, even a little ordinary.
But even in sleep, this face looked extremely firm and peaceful.
There seemed to be a natural sword intent between his eyebrows, which gave his whole face an indescribable charm.
Qin Weibai watched silently.
There was no appreciation or admiration in her eyes, only a deep affection with no end in sight.
Li Tianlan's body moved and turned towards Qin Weibai.
Qin Weibai also moved, deliberately turning his back to Li Tianlan.
Li Tianlan subconsciously stretched out his hand and grasped Qin Weibai's plump breasts.
Qin Weibai turned back again.
Li Tianlan still didn't wake up, but without the full warmth in her hands, her palms subconsciously slid down and landed on her perky buttocks.
It was not a lustful touch.
But hold.
He has not had much since he was a child, so he is particularly afraid of losing what he cares about.
Li Tianlan was very strong, and Qin Weibai was in some pain, but he could clearly feel from the pain that Li Tianlan cared about him and... his strong desire to control.
The light outside the window is getting brighter and brighter.
Qin Weibai turned around gently in Li Tianlan's arms and then back again.
Li Tianlan's palms moved up and down as she turned, and his brows furrowed, seeming a little distressed.
Qin Weibai finally couldn't help but giggle, the laughter was crisp and cheerful.
The phone on the bedside table vibrated.
Qin Weibai took out his cell phone and took a look.
She thought about it and got up.
Li Tianlan's palms hugged her again.
"I'll prepare breakfast for you."
Qin Weibai lay on Li Tianlan's chest, kissed him and said softly.
Li Tianlan responded vaguely and let go of his hand.
Qin Weibai took a deep look at him, got out of bed, took a shower, and opened the wardrobe in the bedroom.
She has not set foot in Central Continent for several years.
So the clothes in the closet are all styles from a few years ago.
Qin Weibai took out a white shirt, a pair of black high-waisted wide-leg pants, and casually stepped on a pair of high heels.
Her height of 1.76 meters is definitely considered outstanding among women. Dressed like this, her long and slender legs are simply breathtaking. If such a woman is glanced at by her cold and dreamy eyebrows, a man with poor psychological quality will probably be defeated on the spot.
I don't even have the courage to get close.
Li Tianlan is still asleep.
Qin Weibai left the bedroom and walked out of the villa.
In the morning light, the air near the lake is moist and fresh.
The two villas next to each other were quiet, and everyone was resting.
Qin Weibai lowered his head and looked at his phone, then walked toward the depths of the villa alone.
There is only one slightly smaller villa deep in the villa area, with two floors and less than a thousand square meters.
The location here is a bit poor, and you can barely see a corner of the West Lake, but there is a bamboo forest surrounding this place, so it looks very deep and quiet.
This villa is also Qin Weibai's property.
But it is written with the name of Master Wuwei, so it can be regarded as the legacy of Master Wuwei.
The morning breeze blows in the bamboo forest.
The bamboo leaves trembled with a slight sound, and the whole area was green and full of vitality.
The villa is located in the middle of the bamboo forest, making it quiet and peaceful.
The bamboo forest is prosperous because of the villas.
complement each other.
The exquisite door of the villa was ajar.
The smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted out from the villa.
Qin Weibai walked into the villa.
Ranhuo, who was cooking medicine in the kitchen, immediately turned around warily and bowed slightly when he saw Qin Weibai, but did not come out.
Sitting in the living room was a middle-aged monk dressed in gray.
The monk was wearing clean and simple gray robes, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and his smile was so peaceful that it was almost peaceful.
There was a small box beside him, which was inconspicuous, but always within his reach.
"I've met senior brother."
Qin Weibai said softly.
She sat down opposite the monk, her waist straight.
The monk clasped his hands together and chuckled, "Long time no see."
"Yeah, long time no see."
Qin Weibai looked at the string of Buddhist beads in the monk's hand with some trance. After a long time, she asked: "How did the adoptive father arrange it?"
"No placement required."
The monk shook his head: "Master voluntarily disappeared between heaven and earth. There was no mourning hall, no memorial tablets, and no tomb. People don't know where they came from, so why bother about where they are going? Master has never cared about what happens after his death."
Qin Weibai didn't seem to know what to say, so he changed the subject: "How is Senior Brother Ruye?"
Master Wuwei had two disciples during his lifetime.
One is true and the other is true.
After Master Wuwei disappeared, Ruzhenru also left Qingyun Temple. If Qin Weibai hadn't contacted Ruzhen in advance, he wouldn't have come today.
"fine."
Ruzhen smiled and said: "Now we should be giving lectures at Jingfan Mountain."
"how about you?"
Qin Weibai looked at Ruzhen and asked, "What are your plans?"
"I want to keep walking and let everything happen."
Ruzhen's smile did not change, his eyes were calm, but his tone was polite and almost stiff.
Qin Weibai seemed to have just realized this. She sighed softly and said slowly: "Brother, do you blame me? If it weren't for me, my adoptive father might not..."
"No wonder."
Ruzhen interrupted Qin Weibai: "That is Master's own choice, but the fate of you and me not being brothers and sisters is over. In this case, it is better to live well on our own."
He handed the small box beside him to Qin Weibai and said softly: "This is something that belongs to you. Master gave it to me before he left. I have completed my mission."
, we probably won’t meet again in this life.”
Qin Weibai looked at the simple and old small box.
She knows what's in the box.
It was given to Master Wuwei back then, and now three years later, it has returned to her hands again.
Qin Weibai did not touch the box, but bowed towards Ruzhen and said, "Thank you, senior brother."
Ruzhen shook his head and took off the prayer beads on his wrist.
The Buddhist beads are extremely light and the beads are crystal clear and round.
He took apart the beads with gentle movements, picked out one of the most crystal-clear beads, and placed it on the coffee table.
The beads rolled along the coffee table and fell into Qin Weibai's hands.
The lights are on in the hall.
The light shines on the beads, which are dark and shiny, like ink jade.
"This is..."
Qin Weibai was a little confused.
"This bead is called substitute death."
Ruzhen said calmly: "This is the relic burned by Master after his death. It has been kept with Master for many years. Master gave it to me before I went to Tiandu. If you are lucky, you can go to Snow Country.
, maybe you can survive by luck."
Qin Weibai was not excited.
She just looked at the beads in her hand and said softly: "Suicide?"
If someone dies as a substitute, someone must take his place.
If really silent.
There was one thing he didn't say.
If it weren't for this Buddhist bead, Master Wuwei might not have been able to sustain himself if he came into contact with the dragon vein rhizomes of Gushan Qingyun Mountain.
Substitute death.
Someone has to take over.
Master Wuwei said this is destiny.
It was destiny that chose him.
If you really don't think this is right.
Rather than saying it is fate, it is more about friendship.
"Survive and do what you want to do. This is what Master wants to see."
Ruzhen looked at Qin Weibai: "If you could live, what would you most like to do?"
This question is too simple.
It's so simple that you really know the answer.
If this woman who devoted everything to Li Tianlan could survive, she would naturally want to stay with Li Tianlan for the rest of her life.
But Qin Weibai's eyes were a little confused.
The prayer beads were clenched tightly in her white hands.
She was silent for a long time and then said softly: "I don't know."
When she said this, her eyes were blank. There was no affection, no coldness, no wisdom, only confusion.
After the Snow Country, if she could survive, she really didn't know what to do.
"you do not know?"
Ruzhen raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I thought you would choose to grow old together with Li Tianlan."
"grow old together?"
Qin Weibai laughed at herself, her red lips gradually lost their color, and she looked sad and beautiful.
"Am I worthy?"
she asked seriously.
Ruzhen doesn’t know why Qin Weibai doesn’t deserve it.
I don’t know, so of course I can’t answer.
He frowned, pondered for a while, and then said calmly: "You don't owe him anything."
"A debt is a debt. This is the fact. It is too hard to say that it does not exist."
Qin Weibai shook his head.
Ruzhen suddenly remembered what Master Wuwei said.
Master Wuwei said this to his military advisor before he disappeared.
And earlier before that, he also said it to Ruzhen.
Ruzhen glanced at her and said slowly: "You are not you, he is not him, where is the debt?"
Qin Weibai shook his head and said nothing.
"If there is really any debt, then just pay it back. There is no debt that cannot be paid."
True to his words.
"Why pay it back?"
Qin Weibai's voice was very soft, and he asked a little desperately.
"Give him a child. This is the greatest sacrifice. Give him a descendant. What else can't be returned?"
Ruzhen lowered his head and tied the string of beads again and said, "You are not a monk. It is your duty to have children. Master has even chosen names for you and his children. No matter male or female, they are all called Li Dongcheng."
Qin Weibai did not respond.
Ruzhen raised his head strangely.
In his sight was a face that was exquisite and perfect, but seemed to have lost all color and vitality in an instant.
Qin Weibai's face turned pale.
There was even some fear in her eyes.
It was a scene after all the good things were shattered.
It's beautiful, but not very beautiful.
"What's wrong?"
Ruzhen asked.
Qin Weibai reluctantly shook her head, her voice was very forced and laborious: "I will not give him a child. Never!"
She loves Li Tianlan.
But he has his own obsession.
no way!
If he really wanted to ask anything else, Qin Weibai had already stood up and said calmly: "Brother, I won't keep you here anymore, just do what you want."
Ruzhen glanced at her in shock, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go then."
"Light the fire!"
Qin Weibai shouted: "Send off guests."
Ranhuo walked out of the kitchen and sent Ruzhen off.
Qin Weibai sat down again and stared blankly at the small box in front of him.
The emotion of fear once again appeared in her cold and bright eyes.
After Snow Country, if she didn't die, she really didn't know what to do.
Because she couldn't see her own future clearly, nor could she see Li Tianlan's future.
She also doesn't know if she and Li Tianlan will become husband and wife or enemies in the future...
If affection turns into hatred.
She might as well die.
Death is really good.
Qin Weibai took a few deep breaths, picked up the small box on the table, and got up to go upstairs.
The master bedroom door is ajar.
An extremely weak cough sounded in the bedroom.
Qin Weibai opened the door and walked in.
In a bedroom filled with the smell of blood, a man in plain clothes was half lying on the bed.
The man looked to be about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, with short hair and a short, flavorful beard on his chin. His appearance was not handsome, but he was extremely sharp.
Sharp as a sword.
In addition to the smell of blood, there is only the will of swords in the air
.
A black cloak stained with blood hung on a clothes rack in the corner of the room, becoming the source of the bloody smell.
"How could it be so badly injured?"
Qin Weibai glanced at the man and frowned.
The man smiled bitterly: "Xia Zhi is stronger than all of us imagined. She almost killed the dead soldiers in Tiandu Purgatory with just one draw of her sword. The four of us fought against him with a sword, and it was her sword power that declined.
With one sword, I was better. The Duke and General were almost defeated, and the military advisor was not much better than me. If I had been a step later..."
The man is truly a saint.
The four heavenly kings of reincarnation escaped from the Beihai Wang family overnight. The saint did not go where he should go, but came to Lin'an as soon as possible.
"That's fine."
Qin Weibai was silent for a while and said calmly.
The saint smiled bitterly.
"As long as you live, it's good. And if you're all right, you might go to the Snow Country to seek death. That's good."
Qin Weibai said softly: "I can leave whenever I want, without any formal farewell."
The saint's mouth moved, but he stopped talking.
Qin Weibai handed the box in his hand to the saint: "This is what you want. After I leave, do what you should do. Recuperate here and then go back."
The saint silently took the box.
He also knows what's in the box.
He opened the box.
The box contained a small but extremely heavy diary.
In this book, the front is his path to invincibility.
On the back is the future path of Donghuang Palace’s hegemony.
Qin Weibai had really prepared everything.
He closed the notebook and suddenly whispered: "I have a question."
"Say it."
Qin Weibai said lightly.
"Why do you want to attack Xia Zhi?"
The saint looked at Qin Weibai.
Qin Weibai also looked at him and said nothing.
This question does not require an answer.
She had made it clear before why the summer solstice was moved, and even if she didn't say it, the saints would also know it.
She had many such conversations with the Saint.
Every time a saint asks these questions that don’t require answers, what he actually cares about is not the answers.
But I want to use this question to say something.
"You are very similar to Xia Zhi."
The saint whispered: "You are all the kind of lunatics who can risk everything for their men. You are so similar. People like you can be very harmless or very scary. In different eras, you all
She is unique. Such a woman should be worthy of respect, and no one would be willing to blame you."
Qin Weibai looked at the saint.
A trace of anger gradually appeared in her cold eyes.
"I look a lot like Xia Zhi?"
Her tone was mocking: "Are you mocking me?"
The summer solstice is indeed worthy of respect.
but...
"At least in my heart, my boss, Qin Weibai, is a woman qualified to compare with Xia Zhi."
The saint said seriously.
"That's just in your eyes."
Qin Weibai said: "In fact, being unqualified means being unqualified. I can't compare to her."
The saint was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, I just heard your conversation."
Qin Weibai's eyes narrowed.
The saint was a little helpless: "Although I was seriously injured, my ears still work well. I think Ruzhen is right. You don't owe Tianlan anything. Even if you do, he may not care."
"you do not understand."
Qin Weibai shook his head.
"There's nothing I don't understand."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Saint's mouth: "Xiao Bai, you were not like this before, at least when Tian Lan appeared, you didn't think so. You care too much about Tian Lan's evaluation of you. If you ask me, San
If you had not gone to Tiandu years ago and left everything to us, the trouble would never have reached the level it is today! You really shouldn't have gone to Tiandu."
"If I don't go to Tiandu, what can I do?"
Qin Weibai's expression was dull.
"If you hadn't gone to Tiandu, your ideas wouldn't be so extreme."
The saint said: "It's good to be calm."
Calm mind.
Qin Weibai turned around and walked towards the bedroom door: "How can I be calm if my heart is not calm?"
She walked out of the bedroom, left the bamboo forest, and returned to the villa where Li Tianlan was.
Li Tianlan has already gotten up in the villa.
Lin Fengting and his son and Li Honghe have also gotten up.
Li Honghe sat on the sofa, looked at Qin Weibai who walked in, smiled and nodded.
"Breakfast will be delivered soon."
Qin Weibai said with a smile.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat breakfast. I just had a phone call with Minister Dongcheng. They should be arriving soon."
Li Honghe smiled.
Given Li Honghe's status, if he was killed in an attack, he would have to hold the highest-level farewell ceremony for his body. Now that he was injured and survived the attack, people from the six major groups would have to send people to visit him to comply with the regulations.
"It's okay, breakfast is enough."
Qin Weibai smiled.
The sound of helicopter rotors roaring could be heard in the sky outside the villa.
The sound came from far to near, and finally passed over the sky and flew to the apron in the center of the villa area.
Almost at the same time, a black Mercedes-Benz drove into the villa area and appeared in front of Qin Weibai's villa first.
A calm man who looked to be in his thirties stepped out of the Mercedes.
The door of the villa is not closed.
He hesitated, walked into the courtyard, and pressed the doorbell.
The attention of everyone in the villa immediately focused on him.
"Mr. Li, I am Wang Jingxin."
The young man introduced himself in a calm tone.
Beihai Wang, Wang Jingxin, the first secretary of Lin'an?
Everyone looked at him quietly.
The expression of this upstart who had already become famous in Central Continent's political arena was still calm and calm, but now there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.
His name is meditation.
But how can we be calm about everything?
In the world of mortals, except for the masters who truly see through the world, everyone is a contender.
Fighting for crossing is also pursuit.
If you have pursuits, how can you meditate?
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