The next door boss that I missed in those years

Chapter 23

Meng Qiyan was woken up by a loud knock on the door, he got up dizzy, this time his head still hurt, and he had no strength in his body, so he dug out the Soul Condensation Pill and began to drink bottle after bottle, and finally choked He wanted to vomit, and the pain in his head was only slightly better.

At least it's bearable.

Meng Qiyan got up and supported the wall, broke the spell, and then saw Yaofeng who raised his foot to kick the door.

"Are you... crazy?"

Seeing Master with no blood on his face, Yaofeng stomped his feet anxiously: "Master, you are going to scare us to death! Why are you posting so many curses? We only broke three in two hours!"

Meng Qiyan shook his head, he is not good at learning.

Wang Xia, who was following behind, stepped forward to support Meng Qiyan, her eyes were obviously swollen from crying: "Master... are you really alright?"

Meng Qiyan rubbed her hair with a smile, and said, "I'm fine now, I wanted to sleep for a while, but you guys are so noisy..."

Chasing the moon beside him muttered in a low voice: "What kind of door do you close... It's scary to death."

Meng Qiyan raised his eyebrows, and said in a brisk tone, "You haven't told me yet, have you three senior brothers won?"

Wangxia laughed all of a sudden: "I won! But I was also injured..."

Ling Shuang was even injured, not to mention Qi Si, probably not lightly.

Wait a minute, Qi Si hasn't fought Ling Shuang... Which means he has to fight again tomorrow!

Meng Qiyan was devastated.

"I... I won't go tomorrow... Rest in the room for a few days, you must make sure the meeting is done well, don't be lazy." Meng Qiyan told Yiyun in front of him very solemnly.

Anyway, the role of his master is completely a mascot.

Yiyun was still worried, and said, "Otherwise I'll stay with Master?"

"No, no, don't bother me, I'll be thankful, really."

Yuanfeng looked reluctant.

The virtue of this rubbish master is really...

After sending away the apprentice who had finally asked about his health, Meng Qiyan collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. He was really about to be driven mad by this broken spirit, but now he was not angry with Qi Si at all, but a little scared.

Qi Si still doesn't know about Meng Qiyan's broken soul because of him, but if that idiot Qi Si knows, what will he do?

It is estimated that he will never use his soul for Meng Qiyan, which means that he will never be able to become a fairy.

Meng Qiyan absolutely does not allow this kind of thing to happen, so it is even more impossible for Zheng Yu to see the clues.

Zheng Yu had already suspected it today, once Zheng Yu saw this dangerous breakthrough and tore it all the way to the end, Meng Qiyan would really lose everything.

He bet that Zheng Yu would restore his soul even if he took his life.

Then what?He has been guilty of Meng Qi's banquet all his life, and he can no longer take it for granted to hate Xuanqing Clan.

Alas, the debt.

The next day's competition was relatively easy, and all sects noticed Meng Qiyan's absence. Yiyun explained that the suzerain was injured due to retreat, and the head of Lingxi sect immediately expressed his understanding, but Zheng Yu's face was not very good-looking.

Last night, Zheng Yu gave Qi Si a brief treatment for his injuries, and after a long silence, he told Qi Si not to use his soul as much as possible.

Qi Si ignorantly agreed, but when he got on the competition stage, he found something was wrong. The opponent seemed to have identified the problem with Qi Si's spirit, and kept attacking with Qi Si's spirit. Qi Si tried his best to turn all the opponent's moves to In terms of spells, it takes a lot of brainpower to play a game.

But it was Meng Qiyan who was miserable. Meng Qiyan was paralyzed on the bed in the inner room, groaning in pain. He cast a sound-proof spell in advance, swearing at people while taking the Concentration Pill, and managed to survive the whole match.

Meng Qiyan wanted to cry, but he wanted to rush over and tear up that blind Zheng Yu.

Zheng Yu looked at Qi Si, who was constantly being attacked, and felt like a stone was pressed in his heart. If his guess is true...

He couldn't help shaking his head, then he really didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

Qi Si finally got the second place. Although he didn't take the first place, he was praised by An Shi and Yi Ping. After all, Ling Shuang's cold soul song can't be broken by ordinary people, and Qi Si did a good job.

Qi Si was a little shy from being praised, and he was very anxious to go home and tell his fox the good news, but Zheng Yu insisted on staying with him in Tianyunzong for a few days to heal his injuries.

The bored Qi Sipan waited for several days, and Zheng Yu slowly healed his injury, and let him go back to the Xuanqing Gate when he was almost healed.

Qi Si bounced back to Xuanqing Gate, declined the congratulations from a bunch of disciples, and rushed back to Luhua Hall.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the white fox lying lazily on the steps, wagging its tail, waiting for him.

"Xiao Qi!" Qi Si rushed over to pick up the fox, and happily rubbed his face against the fox's soft fur.

"How is the comparison? Didn't you take the last?" The shrill voice was full of playfulness.

"Second! I took the second!" Qi Si raised the fox and spun it around.

"Second, why are you excited!" The fox slapped his hand away, jumped out of his arms, turned around and saw Zheng Yu who was looking at him behind him.

"You see that your master is not happy at all, why are you so excited?" The fox grinned, running back and forth around Qi Si.

Qi Si smiled and went to chase the fox, and bid farewell to Zheng Yu in a hurry.

Zheng Yu looked at the bouncing fox, and thought of Meng Qiyan with a pale face, thinking that maybe he was thinking too much.

But if it is true...

How much pain he must have.

Seeing Qi Si leaving contentedly, Meng Qiyan fell to the ground with a bang.

He really hurts from acting today.

Meng Qiyan limped back to the house quickly, fell asleep, and woke up several times in confusion.

He felt a little thirsty, probably because he hadn't healed from the injury a few days ago, the fox-like Meng Qiyan stood up, and suddenly found that Qi Si was not on the bed.

The moon was high outside, night was low, and it was well past bedtime.

It won't be an accident...

Meng Qiyan's intuition was always accurate, he walked out of the room lightly, walked around the Luhua Palace a few times, and found no one there.

None of them.

Meng Qiyan's heart tightened, and he broke into the inner room directly. The inner room was also empty. Meng Qiyan couldn't feel the slightest breath, so he could only close his eyes and rely on the keen sense of smell of the spirit beast to detect the smell of Qi Si's body.

Meng Qiyan felt a familiar smell from the door of the study, and after checking around, quietly entered the study.When he passed the white wall next to the table, he suddenly smelled a scent of ink.

Ink mixed with Lingxiang.

Zheng Yu likes to paint with this kind of ink very much, especially the colored ink.

Meng Qiyan was surprised, this is obviously a white wall.

unless……

Meng Qiyan wanted to laugh in his heart, but he hid it, so he must have been found.

Meng Qiyan recited the incantation silently. Although he has turned into a fox now, he still knows the formula to break the hidden formation.

Because this is his little back door.

This was a quirk of Meng Qiyan at the time. He knew that many sects would use hidden formations to hide treasures. He was not greedy for treasures, but he was curious.

So Meng Qiyan compiled a general spell into each formation he made, which is equivalent to holding a handful of talismans.

The white wall gradually revealed the shape of a scroll, and Meng Qiyan became more and more nervous until the painting on it was fully revealed.

Meng Qiyan felt his mind go blank.

The smiling boy above is himself.

He was also a member of Xuanqingmen, how could he forget?

Why?Why did Zheng Yu draw him?

Meng Qiyan felt that his head was full of muddleheadedness for a moment. He was taken aback by his conjecture and wanted to back out in a panic, but the bookshelf in front of him suddenly made a loud noise. Meng Qiyan ran out and knocked down the chair next to him. It flashed, and hit the white fox directly. The fox couldn't bear such a big impact, and hit the pillar in the outside room.

Meng Qiyan suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and his back went numb all at once.

Zheng Yu tried to investigate Qi Si's spirit a few days ago, but found a few very dishonest spirits in it. He couldn't tell the origin and difference, so he could only check carefully after returning to Xuanqing Gate, but he had to use forbidden techniques In desperation, he activated the hidden array in the study.

But before casting the spell, the formation began to loosen slightly, and the sound of tables and chairs falling could be heard in the study, and Zheng Yu directly slapped the black shadow in a hurry.

When he came out of the study and saw the white fox lying next to the pillar, he was really stunned for a while.

Seeing Zheng Yu standing at the door, the white fox climbed up with difficulty, turned around and ran out the door.

Qi Si, who was behind him, followed, and asked a little strangely: "Master, what's the matter?"

Zheng Yu looked back at the hidden formation that had returned to normal, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, you go back first and go to bed early." After speaking, he chased after the fox in the direction he left.

The author has something to say: the countdown to dropping the vest begins, 3,2,1, [-], [-]...