Su Bian Cultivation World

Han Qianling stared at Luo Jiujiang's back practicing sword outside the cave, and didn't even want to blink his eyes more.

Luo Jiujiang's saber has always been like this, sharp, contemptuous, vertical and horizontal, and unstoppable. Most of the knives and swordsmen in the world are like this, and he is naturally unavoidable.

But for those ordinary sword repairers, the sword moves did not have the arrogance and openness in Luo Jiujiang's sword, and they were three points less than his ever-present vitality.

Han Qianling knew what those sword and sword cultivators looked like.A better character is straightforward and open-minded, rough and uninhibited in doing things; if he is a little colder, he may not say a word in two or three months, and a Qingfeng sword is basically his most beloved wife in this life.

That's all.When Han Qianling treated a certain knife repairer with courtesy, he couldn't help but think: that's all.

They are not Luo Jiujiang after all.

Even if he and Luo Jiujiang grew up together in the past ten years, even on the eve of the eve, the eve of the big eve... During seven or eight days and nights, they blended temperature, panting, smell and even sweat, Han Qianling was tasting "Luo Jiujiang" "I still feel slightly dizzy when I say these three words.

That rushing excitement and luck are mixed into the sweetest glass of spirits in time, and you will be slightly tipsy without entering your throat—fate, he can meet such Luo Jiujiang, he can fall in love with such a Luo Jiujiang Luo Jiujiang.

Hanqianling is water, when it is silent and still, it is a pool of still water flowing deep, and when it meets others politely, it turns into a piece of ice that is pleasing to the eye.If he was really made to stir up anger from the bottom of his heart, then he would only be a tsunami, a surging tide, a raging flood that overturned the dam, and white waves rolling several feet on the water surface. cold.

But I don't know whether it's the opposite sex attracting, or God's deliberate teasing, but it's why a person with his character ends up indulging in a fire.

Luo Jiujiang was the fire, he laughed, he screamed, he fought for the injustice he saw, and he showed his long sword against an opponent who was several times stronger than himself.He dares to dive into the dark and lightless seabed, where his own existence is the light; he also dares to jump into a boiling and erupting volcano, so that people can't tell whether it is him or the environment that is burning.

If one day the whole world is plunged into darkness, Luo Jiujiang will definitely stand up without saying a word, making himself a new round of sun; For a moment, Luo Jiujiang still would not spare the last cluster of flames on his fingertips to illuminate the insects and ants.

Like now, Han Qianling used his eyes to outline Luo Jiujiang's tight waistline over and over again, recalling Luo Jiujiang's strong and elastic, young and enthusiastic body.If he is willing to ask, Luo Jiujiang will definitely turn around and smile, tear off his robe at will and throw it aside, he doesn't mind practicing the sword in front of him with his upper body bare.

He is so free and easy, he is so tolerant, he loves the whole world so passionately, and he is so just and fair to hold due pity for the weak.

But he happened to meet me.

Han Qianling let go of his hand, and a fist-sized bluestone was pressed under his palm just now, and it had been crushed by him unintentionally, crushing it even more than gravel.He let the crumbs fall from his fingertips, telling himself for the thousand and one time these days, this is the world Luo Jiujiang loves.

Luo Jiujiang at the entrance of the cave slashed Pofeng's last knife. He put the knife back into its sheath and walked briskly towards Han Qianling, with a unconscious smile on his face.

"Qianling?"

Han Qianling raised his eyes and stared at him without saying a word.

"You seem to be in a daze, what are you thinking?" Luo Jiujiang walked up to him, picked up the water bag on the ground and took a sip. During the whole process, Han Qianling stared at his face without any misgivings. profile.

"I'm thinking... God."

"Huh?" Luo Jiujiang looked down at Han Qianling in a little confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"Since I have already been born in this world, why should there be a will over me... that's all." Han Qianling shook his head, and rephrased the rest of the words simply: "Let's go."

"Eh? I remember you said that there are Dao source fragments you need in the holy mountain. Why, don't you use them now?"

"No, I... am going to have a baby."

Luo Jiujiang's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said with a smile, "Then I will protect you."

"No, not here to conceive a baby." Han Qianling's eyes flashed with some inexplicable emotion, and finally moved his eyes away from Luo Jiujiang's face, and cast his gaze away from the mountains a little far away, "Jiujiang, let's leave the holy mountain of this area."

Luo Jiujiang was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said hello.

Although he himself was conceived in the Holy Mountain area, the Holy Mountain seems to have different attitudes towards him and Han Qianling.

Among other things, just looking at the types and quantities of rocks that rolled down the hillside that day... If Qian Ling gave birth here, it might be hard to say what would happen.

Speaking of which, what's wrong with Qianling?Thinking of this, Luo Jiujiang felt half partial and half affectionate: How could anyone not like Qianling, and how could anyone be willing to smash him?

... If his master Zhen Shuangliu knew about his greasy thoughts, he would surely be able to teach him immediately, "Even you will be smashed for ninety-nine or eighty days, let alone the icy Hanqianling." "It makes sense.

Most of the monks' wealth is in the storage bag they carry with them, and Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling are not procrastinators.They extinguished the bonfire in the cave, and briefly cleaned up the traces of life in the past few days.

Only these days when they were passionate, the dragon qi that filled the cave could not be collected. Han Qianling slapped the mountain wall with a palm, and immediately fell countless dust and gravel, filling the cave.

When everything was ready, the two said goodbye to the holy mountain, and they walked away from the holy mountain from then on.

Along the way, Han Qianling's hand was either holding Luo Jiujiang's wrist tightly, or clasping his hand tightly.The force was not even very light, Han Qianling seemed to wish that his claws could become a pair of shackles, able to tie Luo Jiujiang by his side all the time, and firmly pull him on his own destiny.

It's just that this strength is only felt by Luo Jiujiang himself. If someone else sees it, he might sigh for this picture.

Luo Jiujiang had long guessed that Han Qianling must have encountered something after he entered the holy mountain, and now he has to avoid the holy mountain after conceiving a baby, which is probably one of the sequelae of that incident.It's just that Han Qianling is holding on to his behavior that he doesn't want to let go... Even if they have finally become a couple of monks and he is declaring ownership, or is it like Sister Xue said, is everyone in love worried about gains and losses?

At least Luo Jiujiang knew very well in his heart that Qianling's unwillingness to let go of himself had existed before, but he used to restrain himself all the time, so he only showed two or three points out of ten miles.

But now he is willing to show full ten.Thinking of this, Luo Jiujiang smiled slightly: Do you think it's finally justifiable now?His Qianling is really awkward and cute.

"Jiujiang." Han Qianling whispered his name: "Which one is more important, the world or me?"

"..." Even if Luo Jiujiang was killed on the spot, he would never have imagined that Han Qianling would have such a god to ask him!

He didn't realize that he could hear this kind of question, and he couldn't help being a little dazed for a moment: You must know that the "world" in the mouth of Hanqianling is definitely not the country in the mouth of those emperors in the world, nor does it mean that a certain world lord is in charge of a territory.

Although he euphemistically worded it, the word "world" actually refers to the three thousand worlds.

Thinking of this, Luo Jiujiang couldn't help laughing out loud: "Qianling, do you know that Sister Xue told me a proposition from their hometown before."

Han Qianling raised his eyebrows slightly, and signaled him to speak carefully with his eyes.

"This question is like this 'If your mother and I fell into the water together, which one would you save first?'" Luo Jiujiang felt ridiculous when he read the question halfway through, and couldn't help but tremble at the end.

Han Qianling also burst out laughing. He compared this question with the one he asked just now, and he also found it interesting, so he couldn't help shaking his head while laughing.

"I shouldn't ask you that." Han Qianling laughed and said, "I mean, which one is more important to you, the Three Thousand Worlds or yourself?"

"It's another answer that you ask knowingly." Luo Jiujiang said helplessly: "If I answer myself more important, then I don't know if the whole three thousand worlds can pretend to be a pot-covered face?"

He raised the hand interlocked with Han Qianling's ten fingers, brought it to his lips, and stamped on the back of Han Qianling's hand: "In the three thousand worlds, there is you, my master, and my father." Mother and my friends, no matter from what point of view, they are much more important than me."

"Really?" Han Qianling smiled noncommittally, and said, "I don't actually think so, but you are right."

There were no strange beasts deliberately blocking the way on the way out, so it was more than ten times faster than the way in.

After roughly walking out of the sphere of influence shrouded by the holy mountain, Luo Jiujiang stopped in his tracks and signaled to Han Qianling to choose a geomantic treasure in his heart.

"No rush." ​​Han Qianling said slowly: "I'm just about to conceive a baby, but I don't need to conceive immediately——Jiujiang, the girls Feng Xue and Feng Ren, and your friends in the academy, you Do you want to go and have a look and talk to them?"

Luo Jiujiang wondered: "After you have a baby, you will have nothing to worry about. Wouldn't it be better for us to go there together?"

"The Holy Land has only been open for three years. You have stayed in Chaos for too long, and now the time for the Holy Land to be closed is almost here." Han Qianling's eyes flashed, and he said lightly, "I don't know when I will go to retreat after giving birth. It's rare for you to get together with your friends, seeing you now is better than traveling across borders in the future."

Luo Jiujiang was finally persuaded by Han Qianling.

Han Qianling can be described as a half-master in the Holy Land, just like when he was looking for Luo Jiujiang a year ago, he let the colorful butterflies fly out to find traces of Yin Banshi and others, and the two quickly got the butterflies in return.

Luo Jiujiang caught a glimpse of the Qinglong Realm team and ran away, while Han Qianling stayed where he was, watching his back with deep eyes.

The gentle, caring and patient smile on his face disappeared instantly after Luo Jiujiang walked away from him for three steps.

Just when it stopped at his fingertips, the butterfly with fluttering wings suddenly flew away several feet away as if startled.

But at this time, a Gale Rabbit that was in a panic, seemed to be dizzy in a hurry, unable to distinguish the direction, and bumped headlong into Han Qianling.

Han Qianling reached out to pick up the rabbit and brought it up in front of his eyes. At this moment, his palm was stuck horizontally on the neck of the Gale Rabbit, and his face and eyes were unconsciously filled with hatred and disgust.

The strength between his fingers increased bit by bit, and the palms were slowly tightened in one direction. No matter how the Gale Rabbit flapped its hind legs and twitched its ears, it was still powerless in the end, and was strangled to death by Han Qianling In hand.

After doing this, Han Qianling's eyes moved, as if he suddenly woke up, he casually threw the rabbit's carcass aside, and pushed it away with his toes.

The action was the same as when he pushed away the Dao source fragments at the bottom of the holy mountain pool a few days ago.