Why don't you practice immortality?

The wind was strong, and in the blink of an eye, the whole city fell into the heavy rain. The thunder clouds entrenched above the city rolled and roared, and three deafening thunders hit the sky in succession. The white lightning struck the ground aimlessly with the power of robbery.

Sensing the trembling of the person beside him, Xiao Xing squeezed Bai Moqing's hand tightly, "Don't be afraid, with me here, the thunder calamity will not fall on you." The gentle eyes and firm tone brushed away Bai Moqing's heart. Fear.

Bai Mo approached Xiao Xing lightly, and stood side by side with her.

His eyes could no longer see the scene outside clearly, Bai Mo wanted to use his divine sense to investigate, but he was afraid that his breath would lead Lei Jie to him, so he could only watch.

Turning his head and glanced at Xiao Xing's face, his fair and delicate facial features were calmly facing the outside, Xiao Xing closed his eyes, and was using his spiritual sense to investigate the situation outside.

A cultivation base above that of a true immortal, isn't he afraid of thunder disaster?

A sense of inferiority arose in my heart, I was not worthy of Xiao Xing, and I would never be worthy of Xiao Xing.

The clouds circled, and after three thunderbolts, Lei Jieyun calmed down, and there was no movement for a long time, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Bai Moqing's phone vibrated, and a red rainstorm warning text message came in, reminding the citizens not to go out as much as possible.

In this kind of weather, even if people go out, they will not go out. Only immortal cultivators like Bai Moqing are interested in standing by the window to watch the thunder and rain.

"Xiao Xing, is anyone going to cross the catastrophe?" Bai Mo waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the thunder again. He asked Xiao Xing, but Xiao Xing didn't answer her. He closed his eyes and released his consciousness.

Only a few tens of kilometers away from the consciousness, the quiet thunder cloud suddenly surged up, like a huge wave coming from the sea, a single wave could submerge the tiny Bai Mo lightly.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Moqing quickly withdrew his consciousness, not daring to probe there again.

Xiao Xing didn't move, he didn't know where her consciousness went.

Suddenly, a stream of light rushed into the sky.

Booming, a round of purple awns emerged from the clouds, and exploded in an instant, spreading out to the surroundings like a spider's web.

The vast aura came overwhelmingly, mixed with an inexplicable sadness.

Bai Mo lightly recalled the day he crossed the catastrophe, he survived several thunder tribulations, but in the end he failed.

If it were not for Xiao Xing, she would have returned to chaos now.

Xiao Xing opened his eyes, Bai Moqing was still immersed in that kind of sadness and couldn't extricate himself, as if he had gone through another immortal calamity.

"Xiao Mo." The soft voice called back to Bai Moqing's consciousness, "ah, what's wrong?" Bai Moqing forgot where he was and what he was doing for a moment.

After a few seconds, she finally remembered that she was at Xiao Xing's house, watching Lei Jieyun outside.

Looking up, the thunder cloud had dissipated, leaving only an ordinary dark cloud.

"Xiao Xing, above the immortals, is he a god?"

Having cultivated for thousands of years, the highest level of cultivation that Bai Moqing has ever reached is to transform into an immortal. No one knows where the end of the road of cultivating an immortal is. Suddenly there is a feeling in his heart that Xiao Xing will know.

"Yes, and no." Xiao Xing let go of Bai Moqing, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Bai Moqing to calm her down, "There are many levels above the immortal. There is a gap between God and God that is difficult to cross, compared to cultivating God, cultivating immortals is easy."

Before the water in Han's mouth could be swallowed, Bai Moqing was hit hard again.

Holding the transparent glass water cup, Bai Moqing felt that he should kneel on the ground and look up at Xiao Xing, instead of standing in front of Xiao Xing and looking at her at the same level.

Perhaps, every separation before was voluntarily requested by him. At this moment, Bai Moqing suddenly wanted to forget Xiao Xing and that he fell in love with her.

"You're afraid, you want to give up?" Xiao Xing took away the water glass from Bai Moqing's hand, and replaced it with her hand.

Holding Bai Moqing's hand, he felt that her body temperature was lower than usual, a warm current flowed from his palm to Bai Moqing's body, Xiao Xing stared at Bai Moqing, "Bai Moqing, if you want to forget me, I will Can take your memory away."

With a sharp pain in his heart, Bai Moqing knew the answer. Every separation before was definitely not what he asked for.

Xiao Xing is very good, he is so good that he feels inferior, but it is only low self-esteem, compared to liking Xiao Xing, that low self-esteem is nothing.

"Xiao Xing, why did you take my memory away?" She wanted to get her own memory back, but Xiao Xing said that he would return the memory to himself only to please her.

If you don't want to remember, but just want to know the reason for taking away the memory, can you tell yourself?

"You... really want to know?"

Xiao Xing had never seen such a tangled and hesitant look on his face, and even vaguely saw the fear in Xiao Xing's eyes, afraid to tell the real reason.

Bai Moqing didn't want to know.

She didn't want to embarrass Xiao Xing.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Xing suddenly spoke, and the topic turned out to be the previous thunder calamity, "The one who just crossed the calamity is a true immortal, how many thunders have you heard in total?"

Bai Moqing didn't understand why Xiao Xing suddenly asked this, three times added one, Bai Moqing replied: "Four times."

Xiao Xing nodded, "There are indeed four beeps, but only the fourth beep is the real thunder calamity. With one thunder calamity, the true immortal will be split by the calamity force to disperse the primordial spirit, and return to chaos."

Bai Mo looked lightly at Xiao Xing, waiting for her next words.

"There is a law of the Dao of Heaven in this world. Immortals are not allowed to exist. You can't survive the Tribulation of Immortal Transformation a thousand times because of the Dao of Heaven."

Faintly felt that something was wrong, but couldn't come up with it for a while, Bai Mo thought about what Xiao Xing said, and asked, "The one who just crossed the tribulation, isn't he an immortal?"

"He was originally in another world, but accidentally came to this world. When he appeared, he summoned Lei Jieyun, but now, he no longer exists."

After Xiao Xing explained, Bai Moqing was even more confused, "But isn't your cultivation higher than that of a true immortal?"

Since the existence of immortals is not allowed, why can Xiao Xing exist?

Under Xiao Xing's guidance, Bai Moqing finally asked the key point. Xiao Xing let out a long sigh of relief and said, "My cultivation level is indeed higher than that of a true immortal, because I am the way of heaven."

Imagine being like those heroines in TV dramas who fainted after hearing the shocking news, but Bai Moqing didn't faint, she was just too scared to speak.

The clear and bright eyes are like a frightened deer deep in the forest at this moment, ignorant and confused, Bai Mo looks at Xiao Xing lightly, Xiao Xing, is it the way of heaven?

It is the way of heaven and the executor of the way of heaven. It is difficult for Xiao Xing to explain his identity clearly, but he can tell Bai Moqing with certainty, "If you want to cultivate to become a fairy, you must kill me first."

Only when she no longer exists, will the laws of heaven in this world disappear, and Bai Moqing can cultivate into a fairy.

The answer is about to come out.

"Are you afraid that I will kill you, so you take away my memory again and again?" Immortal cultivators are more emotionless than humans. For the sake of cultivation, they can kill another immortal cultivator, take away his spiritual stone treasures, and even devour him The primordial spirit of the other party took away the other party's cultivation base.

Bai Moqing thinks that he is not that kind of person.

She likes Xiao Xing, she can re-cultivate for Xiao Xing, or stop cultivating for Xiao Xing.

But judging from Xiao Xing taking away memories time and time again, Xiao Xing doesn't believe this. Tonight is the first day of cohabitation, but Bai Moqing suddenly wants to leave.

Seeing Bai Moqing's thoughts, Xiao Xing hugged her, tightly encircling Bai Moqing in his warm and strong arms, not giving Bai Moqing the slightest chance to escape.

The slow and scorching breathing made Bai Moqing's body weak, and what Xiao Xing said in her ear broke her heart and made her completely soft.

"It's not because I'm afraid that you will kill me. I took away your memory. I don't want to delay your cultivation of immortality. It's also because of my own selfish desires. I want to see you forever."

"Xiao Mo, the first time I met you, I fell in love with you, and in these long years, watching you fail again and again, that kind of liking turned into deep love."

If you don't practice immortality, your life will eventually come to an end.

But now, if Bai Moqing continues to practice and go through the Immortal Transformation Tribulation again, she doesn't know if she still has the ability to save her.

Closing his eyes, Bai Mo slowly exhaled the pent-up anger in his heart, raised his arms and hugged Xiao Xing tightly, "Xiao Xing, what should I do, I can't bear to leave you."

Xiao Xing understood the deep meaning in Bai Mo's soft words, and smiled softly, "You practice slowly, and I will always protect you."

"I don't want to cultivate immortality anymore. It's better to fall in love with you if I cultivate immortality." Thinking of the former Su Xiao and the current Ye Gelan, the uneasy heart hanging in the air suddenly found a stable point. Even if she dies of old age one day, she will return to this place again. The world will meet Xiao Xing again.

Xiao Xing let go of Bai Moqing slightly, with a relaxed smile in his eyes, she never thought that the knot in her heart could be untied so easily.

Bai Mo lightly turned his head and glanced at the direction of the bedroom, and the next second, he fell onto the big soft bed with Xiao Xing in his arms.

"Xiao Mo, what do you want to do to me?" Looking at Bai Moqing lying under her, the body temperature slowly rose, Xiao Xing knew what Bai Moqing wanted to do, she wanted to hear Bai Moqing say it .

"Aren't you, let me please you?" The voice was low, the blush from the ears to the neck, Bai Moqing had never been so slutty, even more slutty than the seductive Humei who seduced the scholar.

The lips slowly moved closer, and the soft lips were gently rubbed, "Xiao Mo, do you know how to please?" Xiao Xing's voice was hoarse, with a deep smile tainted with deep affection.

He kissed her softly like a feather on her lips, raised his head slightly and distanced himself from her.

Bai Mo stared lightly at Xiao Xing, his eyes met, and couldn't help laughing along with her.

The atmosphere is very good, and the love is just right.

When the two were about to start exploring the combination of body, mind and spiritual desire, an abrupt meow sounded beside them, very similar to the scene in the hotel bed last time.

"Wow——" the little orange cat didn't destroy the awareness of the good things between the two of them at all, and went straight to the point, "Gentle, Yun Su is injured, you should go home!"

Bai Moqing and Xiao Xing turned their heads and kept their hands still. The little orange cat stood on the floor and stood upright with its front paws resting on the bed. Seeing Xiao Xing's hands in Bai Moqing's clothes, the cat's heart broke , "Are you... mating?"

After saying the words 交.交, Bai Mo gently pushed Xiao Xing away, picked up the little orange cat, and took the little orange cat away from Xiao Xing's house without saying a word.

Xiao Xing sighed with some dissatisfaction, looked at the hand that was still on Bai Moqing's soft skin just now, recalled Bai Moqing's cheeks that were blushing when he left, and laughed again.

It doesn't matter, it's a long time coming.