Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

On this day, Ling Jiuxuan received news from Xie Yinchen, whom he had not contacted for a long time.

The Tianyuan Pill was successfully refined.

Ling Jiuxuan looked at the man dancing the sword in the forest. The sharp sword moves between the light and shadow of the sword made him feel a little confused.

After writing the reply, he drew his sword and jumped into the sword cultivator's field of vision.

Suddenly, the sword dance alone turned into a duel between two people.

Time was suddenly pulled back to an ordinary morning more than 2000 years ago.

Cheng Yan is a veritable swordsman who never has time to spare. In addition to eating, he plays with swords. It's not a problem to play for days or nights when the mood strikes.

But at that time, he had a group of friends who accompanied him in his madness. They all stood at the top of the sword together, and they were never lonely. Evenly matched opponents were always by their side.

Until everyone gets older and old friends turn into cold tombstones, Cheng Yan remains the same as before, without any change.

In the end, only Cheng Yan and Fu Xu were left to worship their old friend during the Qingming Festival.

Fu Xu stood next to Cheng Yan. They were both over a hundred years old, but the years had left no trace on the latter.

His funeral affairs were also handled by Cheng Yan.

Everything in the world comes back and forth, and in the end only Cheng Yan is left standing where he is.

The bamboo forest where everyone was sparring swordsmanship was less disturbed by mortals, and there were more animals and birds chirping, so it was quite lively.

Ling Jiuxuan learned from Cheng Yan that he later traveled around the world and saw all the great places. He occasionally met some people along the way and then hurriedly said goodbye.

The memory of more than 2000 years has been blurred, and I can't even remember the amazing sword style I once created.

Perhaps the sword styles he performed later overlapped, but no one knows.

The two swords clashed, and Ling Jiuxuan looked at Cheng Yan's eyes at close range. These eyes were still as clear and transparent as before, and he understood everything.

"You are so smart, why didn't you think that I like you?"

Cheng Yan's eyes dodge, "It's my fault for focusing too much on studying the art of swordsmanship."

Ling Jiuxuan chuckled lightly and stood still with his sword in hand, "So you fell in love with Yu Zhou so easily when you faced him?"

Cheng Yan almost didn't dare to look at his half-smiling eyes, and could only cough to relieve the embarrassment.

Ling Jiuxuan didn't intend to let him go. He took a step forward and let out a low single tone from his nose: "Huh?"

All the emotional intelligence skills that Cheng Yan had learned seemed to be forgotten at this moment, and all he knew was to tell the truth, "At that time, it felt like we had been in love for a long time."

Ling Jiuxuan paused, then looked at the bamboo behind him, his eyes a little unfocused, "Maybe."

Cheng Yan raised his eyes and saw that Ling Jiuxuan had already put the sword back into its scabbard, "I'm hungry."

Cheng Yan kept up with him, "Xiaojiu, is my memory missing?"

009 almost dropped the cantaloupe in his hand. He wiped his lips gracefully, "Why did the host say this?"

"My wife seems to know something that I don't."

Cheng Yan's intuition is never wrong, and his words "maybe" are definitely not simple.

"Then how do I know?" 009's tone was helpless.

Cheng Yan saw that he couldn't find anything out, so he stopped asking. He would know sooner or later anyway.

No matter what happened, he stayed in his room and calculated the last few days and nights, not believing that there was still something that could be hidden from him.

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Cheng Yan and Ling Jiuxuan traveled all over the mountains and rivers, walking among thousands of rivers, from the northernmost to the southernmost part of the continent.

Mountain trails, seas of flowers and green forests, gurgling water and quiet lakes, the changing seasons.

After this journey, Ling Jiuxuan finally got a glimpse of everything in the world that Cheng Yan said: just a few decades, but it seems like a thousand years.

During this period, I also heard some news about other people from time to time.

The ancestor of the Ling family and other great masters broke through the Cangdu realm. A few years later, everyone died one after another, causing a great uproar.

Mr. Penglou was defeated by Cheng Anzhi after countless martial arts competitions to find a bride. However, the two did not form a Taoist couple, but each realized the ruthless Tao in their hearts.

Fairy Houlan was planted with inner demons by a demon cultivator and used Qu to control two medium-sized cities, which almost caused a catastrophe. Fairy Hongling and others came forward to solve the problem.

Fairy Hongling married a Taoist couple, and the wedding was unprecedentedly grand. Cheng Yan and Ling Jiuxuan attended the wedding together. Fairy Hongling gave the Tianyuan Pill to Ling Jiuxuan, but she didn't use it until the end.

After Ling Jiuxuan lost his cultivation, he only had less than a hundred years to live. In the past hundred years, he proposed to go to the next world in advance because of Cheng Yan's spiritual spell several times, but Cheng Yan coaxed him to take him away.

Later, Cheng Yan even got used to the pain of lifting the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and was able to keep his face straight.

The two of them walked and stopped, and finally arrived at the end of the journey.

"The next world..." Ling Jiuxuan lay in Cheng Yan's arms and paused for a long time.

"Will I still remember you?"

Cheng Yan was choked up and didn't know how to answer.

Probably not, but he didn't want them to remember it.

"If I treat you badly, leave immediately. Don't be like this world... I torture you so much, and you still enjoy the misery stupidly." Ling Jiuxuan pinched his fingers, feeling a little sore in his nose.

Cheng Yan hugged him tightly, "You are my wife, I will be where you are."

After a pause, he asked: "Do you blame me for having such a miserable life experience in every world?"

Ling Jiuxuan smiled nonchalantly: "No one would give up their happy life. They are willing to let me replace that identity. I am already very satisfied."

Of course, you need a carrier to enter each small world legitimately, and no protagonist or NPC who lives a happy life is willing to let others take over his identity.

Usually there are only those who are extremely desperate or no longer care. These people are commonly known as villains and cannon fodder.

"How can I be dissatisfied since I have done it for myself."

Cheng Yan chewed these words carefully, curled up the corners of his lips for a long time, and finally felt relieved.

"Did you let me hear your thoughts on purpose?" Suddenly, Ling Jiuxuan asked.

Cheng Yan's ears suddenly felt a little hot, and this look was his acquiescence.

"Blackening value 0%."

"I love so much."

Ling Jiuxuan held Cheng Yan's face and kissed him, and was pressed by the latter to deepen the kiss.

The sun was shining down and the breeze was gentle.

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"Brother Lingchuan, where is the roast chicken I brought?"

"Turn over again."

"No, is it in your mustard space?"

"Neither have mine."

The tall and slender girl held her chin and thought for a long time, "Brother Cheng Yan should have eaten it. Brother Lingchuan, go get a few more plates."

The tall figure beside him flickered for a moment, then reappeared soon, placing the roast chicken in front of the tombstone.

Miao Tingrong smiled with satisfaction and squatted down to play with the other things she had brought.

She placed a handful of Xinghong flowers in front of the tomb and said, "We agreed that they will last forever, Brother Jiuxuan, Brother Chengyan."