In the star field far away from the east of the Purple Moon Continent, there was a Xiuzhen Star that was wrapped in a layer of colorful mist all year round. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This fog has been outside the wind layer of this star, and it has always been around and has never dissipated. This star is called Beiluo Star. In this Xiuzhen Star, there are two major Xiuzhen sects standing side by side, one of which is called Beilin Sect, and the other is called Miluo Sect, these two major sects have existed for a long time, and Beiluo Xing is also named because of this.

On the North Luo Star, most of the ocean is blue, and on the ocean, there are large and small islands floating. The sky here is always in a rainbow of glow, like a fairyland.

At this time, on a large island where Miluo Zong is located, an old man is meditating in a large and beautiful pavilion, this old man has a brocade robe and a silver crown, looking very heroic, but under the surface of the heroism, there is a faint sense of death, and his longevity has come to an end.

In the pavilion sat a delicate woman, dressed in a peach-colored xia dress, with long black and shiny hair, and did not comb her hair in any style, but scattered it on her back in the wind. On the intricately carved stone table in front of her lay a large pile of flowers, which she was pruning one by one with a pair of scissors.

The old man opened a pair of eyes in meditation, looked deeply at the woman in front of him, and there seemed to be unspeakable words in his eyes, and he held a worn-out spar in one hand, which had been preserved by him for thousands of years.

"Huh!" He sighed, "Qing'er, you are always by your father's side these days, don't you feel bored?" ”

The woman still lowered her head and pruned the flower branches, and replied lightly: "Daddy, Qing'er doesn't know how long I can stay with you, in the future, Qing'er will always be with you." ”

A trace of regret flashed in the old man's eyes, his death was not long ago, and the day of his death was also the death date of the woman in front of him, he had already known this, and under the turmoil in his heart, he looked down at the spar in his hand.

"Daddy, it's time to find you a home......" the old man closed his eyes and sighed softly.

The woman seemed to be moved, stopped what she was doing, and raised a pair of pretty eyes to look at the old man in a daze: "Daddy, Qing'er has forgotten, how many years have passed, this time, has it really come to the end of the road?" She knew deep down that the word "home" was simply a dead word.

The old man did not answer her question, and after a flurry of ups and downs in his chest, he crushed the spar in his palm in one go, and at the moment of crushing, a burst of thought came out of it.

Seven peaks, on the wooden bed in the wooden building at the foot of Tongyun Peak, Zhang Shaotong hugged Lin Yuanchen tightly, and in the dark room, only the sound of the two people's deep breathing was heard.

However, in the middle of the quietest night, Zhang Shaotong suddenly had a trace of pain in his heart, this pain came from the soul, this was the pain of his soul blood being broken, and then, an old voice sounded in his heart: "Old man Beiluo Xing Miluo Sect Wang Yi, next year is the year of the old man's limit, the old man is willing to entrust the sword of pity to Xianzun before he dies, and I hope that Xianzun can come to Beiluo Xing to see it!" Then, a star map appeared in Zhang Shaotong's mind, and at one point of this star map, the direction of Beiluo Star was pointed out.

"Cherish the Sword ......" This Sentimental Sword is one of the seven great immortal swords, and it is the most mysterious one, just because there are no rumors about this sword for thousands of years, and no one has seen it with their own eyes, and it is not clear where it is, so it is the most mysterious. Zhang Shaotong closed his eyes and muttered for a moment, and then carefully observed the star map in his mind: "From here to Nabeiluoxing, it will take a year on the way...... Back and forth, that's two years ......"

He silently opened his eyes and looked at Lin Yuanchen in his arms, only to see that she was still in a sweet dream, showing an extremely innocent and satisfied expression.

At this moment, she opened her eyes and muttered, "Master...... It's so comfortable......" buried his head deep in Zhang Shaotong's chest, stretched out his tongue and licked his chest, slurped, and fell asleep again.

Zhang Shaotong's heart shook, and his arms used a little more force to press her firmly to his chest.

"Sword of Affection...... Surely I was going to get it! However, two years ......" he felt a strong reluctance in his heart, and his hands caressed Lin Yuanchen's back, as if he wanted to rub her into his heart. In the past, before the two officially met, this feeling was not very strong. Since that night, after meeting at Bilin Peak, he felt the feeling of missing him for a day as if he had been separated by three autumns, and now that he had become a double cultivator with her, he was infinitely worried about it the moment he left.

"Could it be that you take her to Beiluo Xing with you?" As soon as this thought arose, he denied it, for her, the safest place was the Moon Immortal Mountain, and he would not let her venture into the star field.

"Two years...... That's two years! Thinking of the decision in his heart at this time, he slowly closed his eyes again.

The cool night is not short, but it is long but it is close to dawn.

Lin Yuanchen woke up from a sweet dream, felt a warm and smooth chest, looked up, and saw Zhang Shaotong's face with his eyes closed, and he was pillow beside him.

She smiled and looked at the face.

Long and straight, not thick or faint sword eyebrows, a heroic mountain root connected with a straight nose bridge, the blue eyes closed into two lines at this time, hanging not thick but long eyelashes, trembling with breathing slightly, under the bridge of the nose are two smooth lips.

Lin Yuanchen stretched out a finger and lightly tapped a few times on those two lips, and the pair of blue eyes slowly opened and looked at him with tenderness.

"Master, I'm awake...... I heard that the sunrise of Tongyun Peak is accompanied by red clouds, which is very beautiful, I haven't seen it on the mountain before, Master, can you accompany me to take a good look? ”

Zhang Shaotong smiled slightly on his face and whispered the word "good".

Lin Yuanchen happily got out of the futon, clasped his hands on his bare chest, picked up the robe scattered on the edge of the bed, and quickly put it on. I looked into the room, but I didn't find any dressing table, so I sat down on the edge of the bed, took out a small grate and combed it in my hair.

Zhang Shaotong sat up from the bed, did not go directly to get dressed, but moved to Lin Yuanchen's back and held it on her grate with one hand: "I'll help you." ”

Lin Yuanchen's heart jumped: "Master wants to comb my hair for me?" ”

"Hmm." Zhang Shaotong held a small grate in his hand and gently combed it on her long hair.

Lin Yuanchen's heart bloomed with an inexplicable sweetness, this sweetness was like the most mellow dewdrops, sprinkled on her heart, moistened her throat, and with the same sweet smile on her face, she lowered her head.

Zhang Shaotong combed for a long time, and after combing her long hair together, he separated the upper part of the hair, stranded it together, and braided a few more braids, and then coiled this handful of hair on the back of Lin Yuanchen's head, and wrapped those braids around it, and then took out a white thing from his robe next to the bed, and tied up the coiled hairpin.

Lin Yuanchen only felt as if something was something else in the back of his head, and said softly: "Master, what is that?" You, like Master Yuluan, still have a lot of jewelry on you? (To be continued.) )