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"The battle of the Western Wilderness is really exciting, this time in turmoil, not only my Yun Mengze, but also the Nine Heavens and the South China Sea have been greatly helped by the gods. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

"yes. God is noble and righteous, and we can't wait for it. ”

"It's a pity that the Divine Venerable has never been enthusiastic about this fame and fortune, how can this be good? Thousands of years ago, the demon clan poured out of the Western Wilderness. It was the god who used his own body to force back the menacing demon tide with only one sword. This kind of demeanor, now that I think about it, this immortal is also admired. ”

"Exactly. If it weren't for the Divine Venerable that time, I'm afraid that the chaos in the fairy world would have come in advance. ”

"Well, how to convince him now has become the most pressing problem. ”

"After the end of the Western Wilderness Rebellion, his father invited him to enter the Nine Heavens God Throne and respected him as the emperor, but he refused. In the end, all the immortals unanimously recommended him as the god of war, and he did not want to accept it. Chongxiao said.

"When the emperor said this, the immortal also remembered that the person did not appear in the original ceremony of the canonization of the 'Respect of the Gods'. I'm afraid it's not so easy to do. This time, the post of the Qinghui was also sent by the boy under the seat, but the god did not appear. ”

As a result, all the immortals remembered the arrogance of the gods, and the talks reached an impasse again.

A clear meeting, hastily ended.

In addition to sending additional manpower to inspect the junction of immortals and demons, there was no discussion of results.

The Qing meeting was over, and I asked Feng Jiu, who is the Divine Venerable?

Feng Jiu looked at me suspiciously and asked, "You don't know?"

"I should know?"

I asked in confusion.

"I thought you knew. Feng Jiudao, "Haven't you been running to other people's places a lot lately?"

"Where?"

"It never sleeps on the top of the snow. ”

Feng Jiu looked at me deeply and said.

I paused.

In the wind and snow, he turned his head, and under the silver mask, there was a pair of indifferent eyes that were as deep as the sea.

The Long Night –

Is it him?

When I returned to Hades, it had been months since I had last escaped from the top of the snow.

The Manzhu Sawa that had been open for a season in the Yan Temple withered one after another, and the remnants of the red decay fell to the ground.

Feng Jiu saw that I had been wilting since I came back from the Qing Society, and couldn't help but ask me, what's wrong, cowardly?

I shook my head.

For so long, I knew almost nothing about him other than his name.

Once, I found that Bai Nian knew Feng Jiu's various habits well, and I felt very admired.

Bai Nian said, you don't understand. If you like someone, you can't help but want to know everything about him. If you don't even know his experience and his preferences, then what else can you talk about?

After discovering that I didn't know much about the Long Night, I went to the library to collect a bunch of canonical histories that mentioned the Long Night.

After supplementing the information, I Shi Shiran stepped on the top of the snow.

It was strange to me that the ban had been lifted.

Flying up, sure enough, beside the familiar figure, ten thousand cold sword lights appeared, and the terrifying momentum dispersed in all directions. Gradually, the sword light in the back caught up with the sword light in front, two in one, and then continued to advance forward. But in an instant, the sword light was completely eliminated, and it really controlled the aura to the extreme, not much, not less.

I was so excited that I picked up a snowflake and struck it into the night.

Hearing the sound of the long night, he stretched out his hand to clip it, but saw the snowflake in his hand pop and turn into a flower with dew.

The flowers brushed the cheeks, as if they still had a faint fragrance.

Changye was stunned for a moment, and then, his indifferent gaze fell on the flying woman in red.

"It's really a good swordsmanship. What do you think of my tricks? It's much better than your cold sword light, isn't it?"

The woman in red looked at him with a smile, her face was so bright that she couldn't take her eyes off.

Changye pursed his lips, threw the delicate red flower, and walked away silently.

Behind him, there was the sound of clothes being blown away by the wind, and pretending to complain helplessly.

"Hey, you're really boring. Send you flowers, and you have to turn your face. ”

"My flowers, but I only give flowers to beauties——, I am complimenting you on your beauty!"

After a long night, he almost fell.

The sound of salivating faces continued to be heard.

"That, in the mortal book, how do you say it...... Oh, there are beauties, see them and never forget them, don't see them for a day, think about them like crazy ......"

Long Night glanced at the scoundrel woman and walked away silently.

Huh-

Such a Chi Guoguo's teasing, he didn't even react?

I'm a little confused.

Ever since I've read countless avenue gossip about the Long Night, I think I know a lot about him.

What I care about the most is the brilliant little peach blossoms he left behind.

What is the merman princess in the Ximing Secluded Sea, what is the Great Emperor Ji of the Nine Heavens...... Even, even a rescued 300-year-old fairy boy clamored to marry him when he grew up.

This gave me a sense of crisis.

This kaolin flower is so attractive that I am afraid that one will be accidentally taken first.

So, after some struggle, I decided to strike first.

Whatever he does, it's three seven twenty-one, and then I'll talk about it first-ahh

Dislike?

It doesn't matter, as the days go by, there will always be love.

Don't feel it?

It's not a big deal. Everywhere, there is. Immortals, they all go from not knowing to knowing, and then to deep understanding. After a long time, sweet, sour, spicy, stinky, there is always a little feeling that will come out.

As long as it's not so annoying that you don't want to take a second look, it means that there is always a chance.

In line with the principle that opportunities are created by immortals and feelings are constantly created, I climbed to the top of the snow again and began my own flower picking plan.

"Don't you do anything else except practice swords, meditate, or read books all day long?"

I observed suspiciously for a while, and couldn't help but ask the long night who was sitting straight reading a book.

The long night didn't pay attention to me, still staring intently at the book.

"Long night, don't you think you're bored like this?" I asked.

Long Night finally raised his gaze and glanced at me faintly. When he put down his sword, his whole person was a little less awe-inspiring and a little more tranquil. At this moment, turning his head sideways like this, he was shrouded by the light through the ice window, which added a bit of graceful demeanor.

The indifferent gaze glanced at me very lightly, as if waiting for me to continue.

I was so shocked by this discovery that I couldn't speak anymore, and stammered, "Isn't it? Not to mention the cold, the scenery is also very monotonous. The outside world is wonderful, so why would you want to trap yourself in one place?"

The long night seemed to ponder for a while, and the light in his eyes slanted slightly.