Su Bian Cultivation World

Feng Xue was speechless for a long while before letting out a long breath: "I really didn't know what to say just now."

"What kind of custom is this in your world?" Feng Xue questioned sincerely: "How did you combine 'you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world' and 'I will be your stoka, kakaka Hou Pa Pa Pa Pa' this earthy love story expressed so perverted?"

Han Qianling: "..."

Rao Yi Han Qianling's lifelong attitude of not being surprised by favor or humiliation, at this very moment Feng Xue would inevitably choke on him.

After a brief pause, he said with emotion: "Only the outstanding places can make people smart, and the expensive land must be a good place with ingenious feng shui."

Feng Xue has been tempered after the moment just now, and she has fully demonstrated the ability of "Since I don't understand whether you are complimenting or scolding, I will pretend that you have never spoken", and continued to speak according to her original train of thought. .

Now that she was sure that Luo Jiujiang was safe, she didn't intend to keep asking how Han Qianling fell in love with Luo Jiujiang in the future.After all, managing other people's housework is a good hand. If you even manage other people's dating posture, this person probably won't live long.

"Although I don't care about your status, I suggest you communicate internally about your relationship style." Feng Xue brushed aside the issue of possessiveness, and hastily moved on to the next topic that she also cared about, "Mr. Han, your hatred... …what's going on?"

Han Qianling sighed leisurely, and there was no sign of worry on his face, instead he had a look of getting used to it.He said briefly: "Innate. Inherited together with inherited memory."

"...Does this kind of inheritance memory still exist?" Feng Xue showed a startled expression, "I thought 'on a certain day, month, and day, I ate silver scoopfish. It's delicious and poisonous. Don't eat too much. I said this. It really hurts.' This kind of inherited memory is bad enough."

"..." Once again, Han Qianling sighed sincerely: "Young lady's family has a long history."

Feng Xue waved her hand.

Although she had tried her best to divert the sense of solemnity in the conversation between the two of them with nonsense, but recalling the moment she tasted Han Qianling's hatred, she still felt as if she had returned to the scene of collapse again.Thinking of this, she was a little speechless - if she just tasted the taste, she would be so terrified of it, Han Qianling has been facing this kind of torture since birth, how did she survive it?

"To tell you the truth, I'm just wondering why you haven't destroyed the world yet." Feng Xue's eyes were filled with disbelief, "You've been able to stop bloodthirsty and indiscriminate killing—and you're still merciless. "

"Mr. Han, don't you need to rely on kindness and benevolence to restrain hatred and evil?"

"I don't have it, and I don't need it." Han Qianling said indifferently: "I restrain myself, and I only need to rely on Jiujiang."

"..." Feng Xue murmured: "Palace Master, do you often make the people who talk to you feel speechless and 'this is impossible!' like now?"

Han Qianling said slowly: "Usually, I don't talk to others for so long."

"It's an honor." Feng Xue smiled wryly, "There is one thing, I think I finally understand."

Han Qianling cast a questioning look at the right time.

"In my hometown, there is a very famous story, one of which is very popular. It tells the story of a certain fox who asks the protagonist to tame him. He said, 'I don't eat bread, wheat is useless to me, and the wheat field will not Makes me think of anything. It's sad! But you have golden hair. When you tame me, it will be a wonderful thing! The color of wheat is also golden, it reminds me of You1"

Han Qianling said calmly, "That's very good."

"It's very good." Feng Xue looked directly at Han Qianling and said, "Your hatred is directed at the entire Three Thousand Worlds, and the world is of no use to you. It's just that you like Jiujiang, so when you see the Three Thousand Worlds, you can think 'This is the place Jiujiang loves' - so you haven't done anything excessive to all the creatures you hate."

Han Qianling neither admitted nor denied it.

He just asked, "What happened to that fox?"

"The protagonist is not from that world, he left." Feng Xue paused, deliberately observing Han Qianling's face at this time, but unfortunately he couldn't see any clues, "But because of this, the fox fell in love with the wind blowing past. The sound of the wheat field."

"That's good." Han Qianling said for the second time.

The two were relatively silent for a while, Han Qianling turned his head halfway, the moonlight softly slid across his face, under the bright silver light, Feng Xue suddenly found that there seemed to be a little blue in the other's eyes .

"Miss, is there anything else you want to ask me?" Han Qianling said politely.

"Yes. Did you know that I can eat emotions?"

After thinking about it, Han Qianling understood why Feng Xue made such a question: "Do you think that when you lived in the same tent with us, I wanted you to eat up my hatred for me, so I deliberately arranged it?"

Feng Xue was secretly startled by Han Qianling's sensitivity.

"I know that Taotie can have this kind of ability, but I don't know if you have it, let alone if you eat it." Having said this, Han Qianling doesn't need to hide it from her anymore, he said frankly: " It was indeed just a coincidence that I moved you in, and I didn't intend to use the girl's mouth to divert my hatred. Instead, the reason for inviting you out was because I remembered Taotie's characteristic."

Seeing Feng Xue's unexpected and somewhat puzzled expression, Han Qianling explained: "It doesn't matter to me whether there is hatred or not, but I give all the love to Jiujiang, and I don't intend to let others take it lightly."

Speaking of this, Han Qianling smiled slightly, and warned softly: "Miss Feng Xue, don't be an example."

"..."

"Young lady is a friend of Jiujiang. I won't hurt you just because of a few gossips, and I won't implicate others." Han Qianling turned his back with his hands behind his back, "It's dark and cold at night, and there are many strange beasts in the forest. Miss Please bring the Sealed Blade girl back to the camp, lest she have any accidents."

"..."

Feng Xue didn't expect Han Qianling to see this.

When she was pulling Han Qianling aside to talk, she had already prepared for the worst in her heart, so she secretly gestured to Xiaoren behind her back.

That was a secret signal they used when they were in the dead together. At that time, Xiao Ren was being hunted closely, and Feng Xue often had to use her identity to hold others back, so as to leave a gap for Xiao Ren to escape.This part of the sign language means "you leave first, and I will catch up."

With Xiaojian's speed and solid eyes, she ran away from the camp just as soon as she saw her gesture, and she should have walked a long, long way by now.

Heideng is blind and unfamiliar with the road, Feng Xue guessed that he would not be able to get off after half a night after chasing him.

She took two steps, then turned around in anger and asked one more question: "The last question, Palace Master Han, are you... Gui Geng this year?"

Han Qianling said cautiously: "According to the counting method of human years, Jiujiang and I are the same age."

"I don't want to hear how old you are," Feng Xue insisted, "I just want to know how old you are."

"..." Han Qianling asked, "Is there any reason?"

"Your hate, the smell is too special." Feng Xue said with a dark face: "It's rotten, it's spoiled, it's old, it smells like durian corpses."

Han Qianling: "..."

Han Qianling replied indifferently: "Thirteen thousand..."

"Enough is enough." Feng Xue hurriedly stopped, "I don't want to know about your huge age difference. Once you let me know, the criminal law is enough for you to stay in prison."

"..." With Han Qianling's long-standing self-cultivation, he couldn't help explaining a little more at this time: "Although I have been waiting for a long time, I am just like a human baby in the womb. I don't even have the ability to think. Er's instincts are only hatred and memory. Although I remember those boundless years, it's just like reading other people's stories—girls have inherited memories, so you should understand what I mean."

Feng Xue really understood what he meant, she thought thoughtfully: "Except for the 15 years when the main computer was installed, you are still just a super-capacity USB flash drive?" After a pause, Feng Xue thought of Han Qian again. Ling's innate hatred problem, he quickly changed his tune: "A super-capacity USB flash drive with a virus?"

Han Qianling: "..."

Just like Feng Xue wasn't quite sure whether "Near Zhu Zhechi" was mocking her just now, but she just felt that something was wrong. It doesn't feel like it's a good thing to say.

"Miss Fengren may be waiting impatiently." Han Qianling said lightly.

He just didn't issue an order to evict guests, and Feng Xuexin didn't want to stay by his side after his death.Just as Feng Xue was about to leave, the main tent not far away suddenly made a loud crash, and two big holes were opened in front and back, and a black flood dragon was stretching its head and tail from the two holes.

Feng Xue: "...Wow."

Han Qianling still had a calm expression on his face, he glanced at it intently, and said calmly: "The guest is drunk, it's okay."

The next moment, the poor tent was torn to pieces, and Luo Jiujiang's trace also appeared in the shattered tent pieces.Hei Jiao lowered his head and said a few words to Luo Jiujiang, and saw Luo Jiujiang leaping onto Hei Jiao's back drunkenly, and said with great interest: "Go! Let's go pick the moon!"

Han Qianling: "..."

Feng Xue had recovered her calm expression, she comforted her with a little sympathy: "Jiujiang is also drunk, it's okay."

Han Qianling: "..."

"It's nothing more than picking the moon together, it's not like looking at the snow and the stars and the moon together all night, talking about poetry and poetry to philosophy of life*1, just relax."

Han Qianling: "..."

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Han, you want to be the man of the stars and the sea - don't they just pick the moon? Wouldn't it be nice if you became the moon?"

Han Qianling: "..."

Han Qianling said quietly: "This idea is very good - you are also very good."

The author has something to say: *1 Quoted from "The Little Prince"

*2 from Qiong Yao's "My Fair Princess"

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