Su Bian Cultivation World

That figure was like a dream or an illusion, making people mesmerized by seeing it directly.

"Qianling..." Luo Jiujiang murmured, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it in vain, but he could only hold it empty in the black dust all over the sky.

A handful of air fluttered around his palm, as if his heart was suddenly empty.

However, before Luo Jiujiang lowered his empty palm, the misty and thin figure turned around. This person looked indifferent, as if everything in the world was out of sight, and he was Han Qianling himself.He raised his eyes, and as soon as he met Luo Jiujiang's eyes, the coldness faded away like snow, and there was a clear smoke and fire on his face.

He shook his arm, pulling away the black dust between the two of them, and the next moment he drove straight in, clenched Luo Jiujiang's hand that hadn't let go.

The palms of the two touched each other, both of them were fiery and warm, like two hot young hearts.

"Pull the clouds to see the sun." There was a smile on the corner of Han Qianling's lips, and his eyes were even more rare, "I caught you, my sun."

He pulled Luo Jiujiang's arm with a little force, and Luo Jiujiang was pulled in front of him. Their shoulders bumped lightly, and they were close to each other's shoulders and necks.

"Qianling." Luo Jiujiang murmured Han Qianling's name in a low voice, and there were more than a thousand words in his heart, but even after thousands of twists and turns, they were no more affectionate than these simple two words.

"Why are you here?" Luo Jiujiang was not willing to let go of Han Qianling until the body temperature of the two of them was transmitted to each other through the clothes, and asked softly, "Are you trapped in this underground palace too? From our You've been here since the separation?"

"What a strange word." Luo Jiujiang heard Han Qianling laughing, "You go to Mr. Luo's place in the morning, does that count as separation?"

Luo Jiujiang looked up in amazement: "Morning? We obviously..."

He stopped in the middle of his words, as if someone had wiped white paint over his mind at the same time, and all the thoughts that came up were completely wiped out by a bucket of lime.He swallowed in confusion, vaguely feeling that the surroundings should be covered with a layer of black smoke and dust, and each particle of dust should be as round as a grain of sand.

But it was clearly not the black fine dust that fluttered and fell around him, but deep snowflakes that were as white as waves.

Luo Jiujiang's eyes gradually emptied, and the shadow of the world in front of him was dazedly reflected in his dark pupils, and he couldn't recall the answer to one question after racking his brains: Where was he before half a stick of incense?

Seeing him staring at the falling flowers in a daze, Han Qianling caught one that fell from the branch and carefully pinned it to Luo Jiujiang's lapel.His fingers are slender and slender, with well-defined joints, so that people can't tell whether the flower or the hand is more like jade.

"Don't be in a daze, let's go." He tapped Luo Jiujiang on the shoulder.

"Wait." Luo Jiujiang subconsciously said, "And Brother Xie..."

Han Qianling really stopped as he said, with a smile on his face, he asked softly, "Thank you for what?"

Yes, thank you for what?

The words and sentences that could be blurted out just now fell apart in an instant, limp in my mind like a slug that has been sprinkled with salt, and it will turn into a pool of pus just by touching it.

"Thank you, thank you..." Luo Jiujiang read this syllable blankly, changed from the usual fluent dialogue, and couldn't utter the second word clumsily.

Even so, he still stubbornly and stubbornly circled the word "Xie" repeatedly, stubbornly like a cat chasing its own short tail.

Han Qianling has been staring at Luo Jiujiang patiently, listening to him recite the word thank you over and over again, his face has never been a bit tired.After a long time, he said jokingly: "Jiujiang, you don't want to thank me, do you? Why is this between you and me?"

What he said was not so much a joke, but more like a kind of awakening.Luo Jiujiang's eyes cleared immediately, and he thought suddenly: So I want to thank Qianling.

But what did he want to thank Qianling for?As soon as this question came to the fore, Han Qianling pulled his wrist and urged him softly: "Let's go, it's not good to keep second brother waiting for a long time."

really.Luo Jiujiang nodded, thinking in a daze, really shouldn't let the second brother wait for him, after all, the rules of the White Tiger Sect are strict, and he can only come back from the White Tiger Sect once a year... No!

"What's the matter?" Han Qianling turned his head and smiled comprehensibly, "You have been out of your mind today, and it really is Mr. Luo who trained too much yesterday and made you sick?"

"Second brother only came back half a year ago, why is he coming home again now?" This memory is clear and clear in Luo Jiujiang's mind, unlike the difficulty and stagnation when he recalled it just now. Can't live.

Han Qianling didn't seem to understand why he asked this question. He shook his head helplessly and smiled, but his voice was still calm: "You really don't remember? Not only the second brother, but the eldest brother is also back."

"...Elder brother too?"

"Well, your parents are here, and the old lady is in better health. The eldest brother and the second brother have returned home early, and Mr. Luo's leg has also been healed, and he is wearing a nonchalant expression full of sadness Take a walk—as for me, of course I will always be by your side."

Han Qianling gave Luo Jiujiang a detailed account of the recent appearances of the people he cared about most, with a relaxed tone, a comfortable expression, and the corners of his lips raised high.

He smiled so beautifully, and his face, which was always as cold as ice and jade, was completely stretched out, like a picture scroll full of spring, like a poem flowing with clouds and water, beautiful and pure to the extreme, unexpectedly showing three points of bewitching.

"Come on, Jiujiang, come with me." Han Qianling said softly, "Let's meet all the people you love so much, we will always be together, we will always be happy, and we will never have to face any separation."

The golden sun shines unsparingly on the Seven Islands, it turns over Luo Jiujiang's small courtyard with deep snow fragrance, and separates a strand of arm that wraps around Han Qianling - above the left wrist he stretched out to Luo Jiujiang , a wood-milled Buddha bead that has been wound three times is reflecting a faint gleam.

Happiness is like the beginning.

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"Go back to the cave." Feng Xue said briefly and sternly.

She had never spoken to Xiaoren in this tone, but what was even more rare was that Xiaoren stood motionless behind her with his lips tightly pressed, pretending that Feng Xue's orders were deafening.

Feng Xue's eyes were red, and a drop of cold sweat slowly rolled down her forehead.She had no time to say another word to the stubborn Xiaoren, and after her chest heaved up and down for a while, she slowly squeezed out the words through the gaps between her teeth: "Hua Biliu, you can go back with your pile of trash now, can you still eat?" Save your bastard father the time of collecting the turtle son's body."

Hua Biliu put her horns on her head, and the pigeon blood red silver bracelet on her wrist was replaced by a red gold ring inlaid with turquoise. She was still smiling and standing with her head tilted. The color is not commensurate with the outfit, and the strong contrast makes people feel chills in their bones.

"Big Sister is so rude, I'm afraid that Big Sister is hungry, so I'll bring you something to eat." Hua Biliu said crisply.As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked the bloody figure under his feet in the direction of Feng Xue.

Several long cuts were intentionally cut on the man's body, and the blood had already stained the large expanse of snow beneath him, and the peculiar stench of rust was faintly floating in the air, bringing discomfort to people's sense of smell.However, this smell fell between Feng Xue's nostrils, but it was no less than the most powerful stimulus in the world.

There was a moment of silence in the arena until there was a sound of snow falling, and a moment later, a strange muffled sound came from Feng Xue's body. Xiao Ren looked down, and his pupils instantly shrank into two: Feng Xue was clenched in a pair of fists behind her, There is a finger that is weirdly distorted and has apparently been pinched off by the owner.

Feng Xue's back was trembling, and the trembling spread little by little, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, until finally her whole body was shaking like chaff.

"So that rumor is actually true." Hua Biliu said leisurely, his voice was sweet, but what fell into Feng Xue's ear was just a sharp knife wiped with poison, "Big sister was so hungry that she even ate herself, But they just don’t eat people.”

"Big Sister? Big Sister?" Hua Biliu deliberately called out twice, and every time he said a word, he stomped heavily on the man's back, causing the man's slightly congealed wound to burst open, and more blood flowed out, making the air in the air Rust is stronger.

Seeing that Feng Xue was almost unsteady, Hua Biliu smiled sweetly: "Sister is really picky eater, just because she ate some people at Daddy's place, she played a temper tantrum and came to death, Daddy asks you three times." Four please also refuse to go back. I don’t know if I treat my sister to a full meal today, will you be so angry with me that you will bump your head to death here?”

Xiao Ren's hand pressing the sword nervously has bruised veins, and his whole body is as tense as a bow.But Feng Xue was just the opposite, her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, but the blood streaked her eyeballs one by one, her whole body was shaking feebly, as if she was about to soften into a puddle on the ground in the next moment.

Hua Biliu looked at the two of them with a smile that could almost wring out poisonous juice.

"Big sister, pay attention to your manners," Hua Biliu pretended to reprimand, "You want to let me know what is the difference in growth period."

The smell of blood in the air is getting thicker and thicker, and it has crossed a certain dangerous threshold.

Feng Xue's eyes slowly turned into dangerous vertical pupils.

As if she herself didn't notice it, she just raised her hand to cover her mouth and retched violently.Ordinary people always lower their heads when making this action, but she raised her eyes, and the urge to eat in her blood-red eyes was not concealed.

Vomiting and hunger, these two completely opposite desires, can appear on Feng Xue's face at the same time.With the cheekbone as the dividing line, the desires of the upper half of the face and the lower half of the face are completely opposite, making her face seem to be poorly stitched together of two faces, which is indescribably terrifying.

The eyes of the subordinates behind Hua Biliu trembled slightly, and for a moment no one dared to look directly at Feng Xue's face.

Only Hua Biliu still curled up her lips and stared at Feng Xue without blinking.He watched Feng Xue's pain, and there was a lot of excitement and malice in his eyes, "Why doesn't Big Sister eat it? Oh, I see, Big Sister thinks the meat I brought is too old."

Hua Biliu's expression was like a vulture's for a moment, he generously gave Xiaoren half a glimmer of light, and said sweetly: "The one raised by my sister is at its sweetest time. You guys, fire up the pot, Eldest sister is a civilized person and doesn't like cold food, I need to ask her to taste the cooked food."