This continent is bizarre, more than ten miles away from the city of Mo Tingxuan, there is a small country, called Qingqiu, famous for the nine-tailed white fox.

Everyone in Qingqiu is as beautiful as a flower, and it is rumored that the white fox in Qingqiu likes to absorb men's essence to improve their strength.

The Qingqiu clan has a little princess, named Bai Xiaohan, who was pursued by the men in the clan, and finally on this day, after Bai Xiaohan rejected a suitor, he came to the human world.

Time flies in a flash, and ten years have passed in the secluded world,

The patriarch of the Qingqiu Fox Clan this year is named Bai Xiaohan, she quietly watched the rain fall outside the window, and remembered her more than ten years ago.

At that time, she was ignorant of the world, and when she came to the world, she fell in love with a scholar, whose name was Zixuan, and her talent was unparalleled, and she was liked by some local women.

The scholar Zixuan is gentle and elegant, and the white fox Xiaohan is beautiful and generous, and the two soon fell in love.

The two swore to the spine left by their father that they would stay together for the rest of their lives and never be separated.

In fact, they did stay together for a while, but everything changed after the arrival of a man in a white fox robe!

The white fox clan still belongs to the demon clan, and the strong are respected, at that time she was extremely fond of it, after all, it was the white fox man's sentence "I love you" that left that Zixuan's talent.

Later, because of her departure, there was one less talented scholar in the world and more a cold-faced and ruthless killer.

Decades have passed, and the last time I heard from him was when he rescued the rebel who was being hunted down in Dayan, and made a big fuss in Dayan.

After thinking about it for a while, he only heard a light voice coming, which made Bai Xiaohan slightly stunned: "Patriarch, there is a white-robed swordsman outside the door, claiming to be your old friend. ”

Bai Xiaohan waved his hand and said, "Why did he come from?"

The swordsman was holding a child in his hand, as if he had come for this. The maid seemed to hesitate to speak.

"More than ten years have passed, but seeing each other again is like this. ”

Bai Xiaohan sighed, paced out, and there was a white-clothed swordsman kneeling in front of the Qingqiu Gate, holding not a three-foot Qingfeng, but a broken blade.

I remember that decades ago, the white-clothed swordsman knelt in front of him, begging bitterly not to leave.

This...... Is it worth it?

Of course it's not worth it, but he willingly accepted it, there are 30 million words in the world, and only love words hurt people's hearts.

Bai Xiaohan touched the temples of the white-clothed swordsman with a slight tremble, and said, "You are old." ”

The swordsman didn't say anything, but just put the young boy in front of Bai Xiaohan.

Bai Xiaohan was slightly stunned, and the swordsman's dry lips said with a lot of difficulty: "More than ten years ago, I knelt down like this and begged you not to go, and more than ten years later, I became a ruthless guest, and I still kneel in front of you like this, begging you to save this child." ”

Bai Xiaohan closed his eyes, and a line of tears fell, two people who love each other, if they miss it, they will miss it for the rest of their lives.

Just thinking about it, a man in a white fox coat gently hugged Bai Xiaohan behind him and said, "Xiaohan, it's windy today, what are you doing outside." ”

Bai Xiaohan's body trembled slightly, and then he followed the man in white fox fur clothes and turned around and returned to Qingqiu.

The white-clothed swordsman couldn't help but be stunned when he watched Bai Xiaohan leave, and then turned around and left here with the young child on the ground in his arms.

"Zixuan. Bai Xiaohan, who walked into Qingqiu, finally shed two lines of tears, but then turned into a cold face and dropped the hand that held him.

Thinking about decades ago, he was still the little fox who didn't know the world, and he was still the great talent who only read the books of sages.

On that day, they met for the first time, the fox recognized a brother, the scholar recognized a sister, after all, she was a talented woman, and after a long time, the scholar confessed his heart to the fox.

Bai Xiaohan was only slightly surprised, so he responded to the confession of the scholar Zixuan, and the two officially stepped into lovers from brother and sister.

That night, the two completed their first intercourse, the scholar Zixuan was just a poor scholar, and Bai Xiaohan realized the gap between the two for the first time.

opened his mouth and said to Zixuan: "Zixuan, what if my parents don't agree with us together?"

Zixuan glanced at the little face lying on his chest, and said with a doting face: "Xiaohan, I will get a red name and let my mother-in-law agree." ”

Zixuan left the Qingqiu Fox Cave, and the three-foot Qingfeng Broken Blade in his hand also appeared one after another.

There were more and more wounds on his body, but the young child in his arms was not hurt at all, and he waved his little hand happily looking at Zixuan's not handsome face.

"Master Xuan, you hand over the child in your arms, I will not hurt Master Xuan for half a point!" One after another people appeared in front of Zixuan, and their purpose was only one child, the child in Zixuan's arms.

Zixuan looked at the few people in front of him, but he recognized them all, it was the few good players on the list, but the funny thing was that these people were all his brothers who had died.

Zixuan pointed at the blade in his hand and said, "How many people are also here to kill so-and-so?"

The people who were pointed at by Zixuan's broken blade all bowed their heads in shame, and their wealth was moving, although they were all good at martial arts, but the life at home was tight.

This time, Emperor Yan of the Yan Kingdom issued an order, and anyone who brought back the head of the child would be rewarded with thousands of family wealth, and the person who was obviously the leader said to Zixuan: "Master Xuan, we only need the head of this young child, as long as the head of this young child falls to the ground, so that we can bring it to Emperor Yan, we will naturally not touch Xuan Ye at all." ”

Hearing this, Zi Xuan smiled, laughing so desolate in this wilderness, with a wave of the blade in his hand, a sword qi burst out in front of everyone, Zi Xuan pointed to the horizontal line, and said: "Those who take a step will break the brotherhood." ”

"Master Xuan, offended. After all, it is the wealth that touches people's hearts, a good hand holding an iron fan, flying out, a hand of iron flying fan thrown out of his hand, and a burst of energy caused the sound of air explosion.

At this moment, in the green hills, Bai Xiaohan finally took a step, and the man in white fox fur appeared and asked Bai Xiaohan, "What are you going to do?"

"I was sorry for him back then, and today I am going to save him. That Bai Xiaohan was still extremely cold, but occasionally chuckled unconsciously when he mentioned Zixuan.

After speaking, Bai Xiaohan flew away, leaving only the man in white fox fur to shake his head with a wry smile on the spot.

Do you remember that the scholar didn't have three buckets of rice at home back then, and he also made that thousand miles of red clothes for you, and then you married back to Qingqiu in a red dress, and he just knelt down and begged you not to go.

Ten years of the past have gone with the dust, and the scholar in the green shirt has become the white-clothed swordsman, and he has also stepped on the ground to find the three-life stone tablet, but after all, he has never won your love.

On that day, you said, "I owe you in this life, and I will pay it back in the next." ”

But the scholar sneered, did you know that he walked all over the Yellow Spring of the Difu and the marriage of the heavenly court with the words of you.

Ten years have passed, but this scholar swordsman is still waiting for you to say that love.

You have also asked, "Is it worth waiting for me?"

Is it worth it? Naturally, it's not worth it, but he has suffered for 12 years, why can't you give him that true heart?

Brother betrayed, today he broke his sword and stood in front of a hundred people, but you came, did you know that he didn't want you to come.

However, he was stupid, he didn't say a word for twelve years after you left, but today he rarely spoke for the second time, perhaps because he had forgotten how to speak for decades, he squirmed his lips for a long time, and only said one sentence: "Thank you." ”

A line of tears, ten years of willfulness she may also be tired, so she stayed in the green hill all day long, maybe waiting for someone to propose.

Bai Xiaohan's hand was placed on Zixuan's face again, and he said with a slight trembling: "I'm already sorry for you, why do you thank me?"

"Master Xuan, I have been waiting for a few years of brotherhood, let go of the child in your arms, I will not embarrass Master Xuan. ”

Zixuan ignored those people, his eyes were quietly on Bai Xiaohan, and said, "Xiaohan, I have suffered for you for twelve years of loneliness to prove how much I like you, now can you give my heart to me?"

Bai Xiaohan burst into tears, forced everyone back, and led Mo Tingxuan back to Qingqiu.

And Zixuan was put into a small house by Bai Xiaohan, and there was also a time when Bai Xiaohan came to visit Zixuan.

And that day, Zixuan didn't know what was crazy, he danced his sword at night, and said some unknown words: "I am Mo Tingxuan, but the Emperor of the Heavenly Clan, this emperor woke up from his dream today and crossed the catastrophe!"

After speaking, Zixuan's sword dance seemed to pause slightly, and then sighed, lying on the ground, motionless.

The next day, Bai Xiaohan visited, but only saw Zixuan's corpse, Bai Xiaohan showed a guilty expression in his eyes, but he didn't show any expression when he looked at Zixuan's death.

She is the patriarch of Qingqiu, how can she cry easily, even when it comes to Zixuan's funeral, Bai Xiaohan has not left a single tear, and returned to Qingqiu calmly and indifferently.