The mountaintop pavilion hidden in the clouds has an excellent view, overlooking the entire Qingyun Hall. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Xianchen flew down into the pavilion with long ions, and waved his hand to cover the empty desk with a tea set.

"Tea again?"

"Don't want to drink?"

"Not really. ”

If you drink tea with someone else, Chang Ion will definitely feel bored, but even if the two of them are silent when drinking tea with Xianchen, Chang Ion will feel very beautiful. However, he will not show his true attitude in front of Xianchen.

Chang Ion reluctantly sat down with his robe on his face, but his heart flew to the Nine Heavens with joy. I haven't drunk the tea made by Xianchen for more than half a year, and this mouth has long been hungry.

"If you don't want to, don't drink it. Xianchen looked at Chang Ion's reluctant expression, his face sank, and he pulled Chang Ion up.

"What are you doing? Seeing that she wanted to take back the tea set, Chang Ion hurriedly stopped him. I haven't seen you for more than half a year, why are you still so cautious. "If I don't want to drink it, can I let you pull me out of the main hall?" Chang Ion knew that if he didn't say something soft, he wouldn't be able to drink this tea.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and finally Xianchen withdrew his hand.

Finally sat down peacefully, Chang Ion looked at Xian Chen, who was still calm on the other side, and suddenly wanted to laugh. This guy is angry and has a child's cuteness, and people can't help but want to bully him.

"So you're not a Kunshan immortal?" smelled the fragrance of tea, and was satisfied.

"When did I tell you that I am an immortal from Kunshan?" Xianchen put the moistened teacup in front of Chang Ion and replied coldly. His anger was not yet gone.

I hadn't seen this guy for more than half a year, and Chang Ion looked at Xianchen on the other side and was reluctant to look away. Xianchen had already poured tea for Chang Ion, but Chang Ion was still looking at him in a daze. The unhappiness in my heart was improved by the sight of long ions.

"The tea is cold. Xianchen reminded, the corners of his mouth raised significantly.

I thought I would never be able to drink tea with him again, and it would be nice to see him again, even though I came with that person.

"What have you been doing in the past six months?Why haven't you come to me?" Chang Ion came back to his senses and drank the tea in the cup, and then handed the teacup to Xianchen habitually.

The tea was cold, but it was made for him by Xianchen, and he was reluctant to pour it out.

Xianchen raised his gaze, looked at Chang Ion expressionlessly, and did not refill the tea for him. That man is back, how else can he go to him and ask for trouble?

Chang Ion waited for Xianchen to move, but found that he was looking at him coldly.

"What's going on here?"

"You don't have hands. Xianchen glanced at the hand that was hanging by his side and said coldly.

"Isn't that a ...... you pour delicious?" The long ion put away his hand in a sneer. It has always been Xianchen who refills the tea for him, he has never done it himself, and he has long been accustomed to it.

"Nothing?"

"Nothing. ”

After a moment of silence, Long Ion leaned over to fetch the teapot. Xianchen saw that Chang Ion wanted to do it himself, but he couldn't bear it and stretched out his hand to block it.

Take the pot, mix the tea, and pour the tea in one go. A burst of warm tea fragrance came to his nose, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

"I've already finished telling the story, it's time for you to tell me your answer. ”

The hand that had just raised the teacup paused in the air.

"It's a story, but there's no answer. Putting down the teacup, Changion stood up and walked towards the outside of the pavilion. Xianchen also stood up.

Luo Biyu was not well when he walked out of the Qingyun Palace, all kinds of confusion were entangled in his mind, and he had to pause for a long time every time he took the next step.

Walking outside the pavilion, Xianchen and Changion were seeing Luo Biyu walking down the stairs.

A gust of wind blew in his face, blowing up the emanation in front of Luo Biyou's forehead, Luo Biyou stopped again and looked back at the Qingyun Palace. This hall is brand new and dust-free, and it should have just been built.

"The Qinglun Sect was built because of me?" Luo Biyu frowned, puzzled. With a long sigh of relief, Luo Biyu looked up at the sky, and caught a glimpse of the pavilion on the top of the mountain. "Long ion, Moonlight Man?" Luo Biyu turned around and looked at him. The eyes of the three of them met, and everything around them froze at that moment, and Luo Biyou only felt that this scene seemed to be seen somewhere.

His head suddenly ached, Luo Biyou frowned, his body shook, and then the whole person changed his state.

Chang Ion looked at Luo Biyou, who looked strange, and suddenly remembered where he had seen her, wasn't the person he saved on that rainy night Luo Biyou.

The concern in Chang Ion's eyes when he looked at Luo Biyu stung Xianchen's heart on the side, Xianchen clenched his fists, and his clear eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

As Chang Ion leaned over and flew down the mountaintop, a cold light pierced the sky and hit Luo Biyu at the same time.

Luo Biyu's gaze was focused on Chang Ion, completely unaware of the cold light that was coming towards him at the same time.

She seemed to have experienced this situation, but she seemed to be climbing the stairs, and flying towards her was a phoenix, the water phoenix that appeared in her dream and appeared in the void.

The arms suddenly emptied, and Luo Bi suddenly came back to his senses. The Xuan Xuan Sword was absorbed by a cold light at some point, and was flying in the opposite direction to the long ion.

When the Xuan Sword passed by, Chang Ion noticed the cold light that came down with him. Turning his head to look at the gazebo, Xian Chen stood in the wind like a paper man, Chang Ion's heart tightened suddenly, and he stopped, and the Xuan Xuan Sword that passed by him also stopped.

"Long ions!" came Luo Biyu's call from the stone steps.

Chang Ion turned his head, and Luo Biyu looked anxious, as if he was about to collapse.

The wind stopped, the clouds stopped, and everything was still again in this moment.

If everything could be done again, on that day 10,000 years ago, he would not have pulled Chang Ion to the god platform to see her god ceremony; if everything could be done again, on that day 5,000 years ago, he would not take Qingtian to the top of the clouds to overlook the realm of returning to the ruins; if everything could be done again, he would definitely avoid this woman far away. If she is in the emperor's hometown, he will go down to the human realm, and there should be nine heavens between them.

However there is no if. She is the destiny of the long ion, and she is also the destiny of the heavens. But why did he take him? What did he do wrong?

Obviously, he met them first, one vowed to keep him for the rest of his life, and the other promised to accompany him for the rest of his life, but her appearance robbed him of everything. He couldn't accept it!

The Xuan Xuan Sword continued to fly in the direction of the top of the mountain, Luo Bi was about to fly to chase after it, but a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the defenseless Luo Bi You was lifted down the stone steps.

If it is a choice between the two, Luo Biyou chooses the Xuan Sword. However, she did not have a choice.

The sound of rolling down the stone steps brought the long ions back to their senses. "Xianchen, I'm sorry!" Chang Ion finally glanced back in the direction of the gazebo, and finally chose her.

When he flew down and helped Luo Biyou, the pavilion on the top of the mountain collapsed. Long Ion wiped away the tears on Luo Biyou's face, picked up Luo Biyou, who was already unconscious, and walked towards the stone steps without looking back. (To be continued.) )