The woman in front of her was very beautiful, so beautiful that Yang Jiong was thrilled. She just sat quietly, but there was a kind of quiet like a distant mountain around her, a clear spirit like a long sky. Her posture is like jade, her posture is elegant, and it is no longer enough to describe her beauty as a country and a city.

Yang Jiong thought of Yao Ruolan, with the beauty of her body, among all the women he knew, Yao Ruolan deserved to be ranked first. Seeing this woman at this time, her posture was on par with Yao Ruolan. Yao Ruolan looks inferior, although she has already appeared beautiful at the time of separation, but it is comparable to the national color and fragrance of the woman in front of her.

The woman took a few steps forward, approached Yang Jiong, and said angrily: "You! In the hundreds of thousands of years in the Southern Underworld Continent, I really haven't heard of someone refining their body with dragon whisker grass. How old are you using this time?"

The tone is familiar, but the sound as crisp as a silver bell is unfamiliar. Yang Jiong smiled: "Thank you for your concern, are you?"

The woman chuckled, "Me, who do you think I am?" The breeze blows and the veil moves lightly. His snow-white chin was exposed, and his slender neck was carved like white jade.

Yao Ruolan's voice was glutinous and soft, and it was not the voice of Weiwei and Wang Qiong.

A thought suddenly flashed in Yang Jiong's heart, could it be that this woman is his master "Xueru". Yes, for more than ten years, I have never asked the master whether he is a man or a woman. Who can tell the men and women of the skinny skeletons?

Under the veil, the woman's eyes were cut in autumn, her long eyelashes were curved upward, Qiong Yao's small nose was firm, and her ruddy lips were slightly open. Yang Jiong has seen countless beauties in his life, and there is no doubt that this woman is the most beautiful, and there is no one. Even Zhao Weiwei, Wang Qiong, and his former wife Zhao Xiangyi can't be compared.

Yang Jiong looked at her dumbfounded, and the woman was not angry, chuckled, and suddenly dispersed the veil on her face. Her eyes were bent into crescent moons: "If you want to see it, let you see enough, so as not to say that the master will be stingy in the future." ”

Yang Jiong said in a daze: "Master, my master is a man, how can he be a woman?"

Xue Ru said angrily: "Who told you that I am a man, the elven royal family chooses the elf emperor, only women are selected as emperors, and men can only be moon gods." ”

Yang Jiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty: "Master, you are so beautiful!"

"How beautiful?"

"I never thought in my life that there would be such a beautiful woman in the world, beyond my imagination. ”

It's always a good thing to be praised by others, Xue Ru smiled like a flower: "This is my original appearance, as long as I have spirit stones, I can recover very quickly." If you want to restore your appearance, I'm afraid we're going to go to the Dongying Continent to take a turn. ”

Yang Jiong wanted to surprise his master, but it turned out that the master gave him a big surprise. He said helplessly: "Lingju seniors said that when they remove erysipelas, they can restore their appearance. Now that the toxin of the 'Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill' has been removed, his appearance is still the same as before. I don't know exactly why. ”

"That's fine, how can a man eat with his face, or be ugly and reliable, so as not to mess with flowers and grass outside every day. Xueru's tone of voice, like a wife teaching her husband, made Yang Jiong's heart tremble.

Yang Jiong is not a saint, let alone the kind of stubborn nerd who doesn't understand the world. He likes beautiful women, and he never thought of marrying only one wife. Whether it is the Red Moon Continent or the Xiuzhen World, there is no monogamy. Beauty is like a flower, you can't be soft when you pick it, and if you don't pick it, you will be picked by others.

Xue Ru looked at Yang Jiong's appearance and asked with a smile, "Do you think what I said makes sense?"

"You're right, a dignified man, you really shouldn't eat with your face. I think men are still ugly and reliable, like I am much more reliable now. Brother Pig nodded vigorously.

Xue Ru almost burst out laughing, but finally stopped laughing, "Can you go to the Free Heaven with me?"

Yang Jiong nodded in agreement almost without thinking. The Creator is magical, no one in the world can refuse this kind of beauty, and he already admires Xueru in his heart.

In fact, Yang Jiong didn't know that he also had an inexplicable attraction to the opposite sex, but he just didn't think about it all the time. He used to be beautiful and plump, and it makes sense for women to like him. Now he looks like a ghost, but Yang Dan, Wang Qiong and Wei Wei still have a soft spot for him.

Yang Jiong sacrificed a parting hook, and the speed was as fast as lightning. Xue Ru was surprised: "What kind of treasure is this, so fast?"

"This is a superb spiritual treasure, listening to the predecessors of Lingju, the only thing that can restrain the parting hook is the artifact. "The master is a great beauty, but this generation can't be messed up. Yang Jiong is still commensurate with his master.

Xue Ru reached out and touched the parting hook blade, her eyes full of envy.

Yang Jiong took out a three-foot long sword that struck people with cold light, and said attentively: "Master, the disciple will give you a self-defense weapon, I wish the master a happy and happy every day!"

Xueru asked, "Why didn't you give me that knife?"

Yang Jiong said boldly: "Okay, wait for me to wash off the divine thoughts on the parting hook." As long as the master likes it. ”

Xue Ru pointed at Yang Jiong's forehead and said with a slight disappointment: "Fool, I am a woman, and it is not suitable to use a knife." And the name of this knife is so ugly, 'Parting Hook', do you want to part with me?" Reaching out and taking the three-foot Qingfeng, he successfully refined the flying sword in a few breaths.

She jumped onto the sword and flew parallel to Yang Jiong, her clothes fluttering and swaying, indescribably beautiful and good-looking.

Yang Jiong's heart was cut open, and then this figure got in, and he will never forget this figure in this life.

Xue Ru has practiced the "Ten Thousand Phases Floating Life Sutra" for more than a thousand years, and naturally has a solid grasp than Yang Jiong. The two flew side by side, and Xueru Shennian commanded the mid-grade spirit weapon with ease.

After a while, she finally realized that something was wrong, and asked in surprise, "Yang Jiong, what kind of flying sword is this? It's so fast!"

Yang Jiong said proudly: "This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, once Tu Gang had a handful, but it has been killed by me, and now the whole continent is yours." ”

Xue Ru suddenly put away the flying sword, jumped onto the parting hook, and said lazily: "It's too tiring to fly by yourself, it's much more convenient to have an apprentice to do things." You fly with me!" leaned softly against Yang Jiong's side.

Time passed quietly, Xue Ru's eyes were half-closed, her head was slightly offset, and she gradually approached Yang Jiong's shoulder. Yang Jiong's heart was scurrying with a deer, and he couldn't help but reach out to Xueru's waist to hug it.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life. If I'm not mistaken, you've taken me for a father. Xueru's long eyelashes fluttered.

Yang Jiong retracted his hand in embarrassment and argued: "At that time, I thought the master was a man to say that. Now that the master is a woman, that oath is no longer valid. ”

Xue Ru's eyes widened, and she said with a smile: "Then take me as a mother, a teacher for one day, and a mother for life." ”

"No, absolutely not. ”

"Why not?"

"Because, because...... I like you!" Yang Jiong said loudly when Xue Ru was agitated.

"But, I'm your master, do you want to be a big sin?"

"Who says that apprentices can't like their masters? Even if there is such a rule, I will break it. ”

"Well, the elves don't have that. Xue Ru smiled slyly.

The hint was so obvious, Yang Jiong bravely stretched out his hand and hugged Xueru's waist. Xue Ru's body shook but did not resist, and the slight flush on her face revealed the joy and happiness in her heart.

Although there are not many examples of masters and apprentices getting married, they are not less. The elves value feelings, advocate growing old together, and depend on each other for life and death, and do not prohibit whether it is a master-apprentice relationship.

In fact, from the time Yang Jiong entered the Sleepy God Palace, Xue Ru felt that the most important person in her life and the person she most hoped to meet was here. In the later interactions, Xueru became more and more dependent on Yang Jiong, looking at Shimen every day, looking forward to his arrival.

With a gentle hug, the two of them made their minds clear, and they both secretly agreed. When Yang Jiong liked it, he quietly slowed down, hoping that this time would be longer. You can put your hands on the soft waist for a little more time.

Xue Ru didn't break Yang Jiong's careful thoughts, and lightly leaned on Yang Jiong's shoulder and began to rest. After being trapped for 900 years, she was really tired and wanted to rest for a while on the shoulders of the man she liked.

The Kingdom of Freedom finally arrived, and when the monks of the three factions and two sects attacked, they did not kill on the periphery, but flew directly to Middle-earth. Looking at the familiar city below, with an endless stream of people, Xueru shed tears.

The outside of the city wall of Zhongzhou has been cleared, and hundreds of foundation building elves are standing at the head of the wall with serious expressions.

As soon as Yang Jiong approached the city wall, the elven monks knelt down and saluted together: "Welcome to the patron saint Yang Jiong's senior." ”

"Do the elves recognize you as a patron saint?"

"Actually, I did them a small favor, the title of Patronus, hehe, in fact, I don't deserve it. ”

At the gate of the palace, the elves on duty saw Yang Jiong and Xueru coming, one stepped forward to salute, and the other hurriedly entered the palace to report. After more than ten breaths, the palace door was wide open, and Xue Lin, Xue Xuan, Erhu and others rushed out.

When Xue Xuan saw Xue Ru, his body shook suddenly, and his lips trembled a little. Xue Ru rushed up quickly and threw herself into Xue Xuan's arms, called "father", and cried loudly.

Xue Xuan patted Xue Ru's back and said, "For nine hundred years, I have been looking forward to your return every day, and I have spent every day in remorse, I hope you don't blame me." ”

Xueru raised her head and said, "I did blame my father before, and I hated my father. But then I figured it out, if my father doesn't break through the mortal god realm, the elves will not have your protection, and they will be slaughtered and harmed. At that time, it was the critical moment for you to break through, and if you came to save me, everything would be wasted. ”

Xue Xuan comforted Xue Ru well, only to notice that Yang Jiong had been standing beside him in a regular manner. Yang Jiong is the guardian saint of the elf clan, he didn't dare to slack off, and saluted Yang Jiong and said, "Thank you, Brother Yang, for rescuing the little girl." ”

Xue Xuan turned out to be Xue Ru's father, Yang Jiong didn't come back to his senses for a while, and replied casually: "Brother Xue doesn't have to be polite, it is natural for a disciple to save the master, and it is also the responsibility of the apprentice." ”

Xue Ru's beautiful eyes swept over Yang Jiong: "Why do you call my father?"

"He calls me brother, I call him big brother!"

Xue Ru's eyes widened and her cheeks puffed out.