The sound stopped, and a silver light fell in the air, inserted on the bluestone bridge deck in front of Ling Chuxi, it was a dagger with a beautiful shape and an almost perfect arc, through the cold silver light, Ling Chuxi seemed to be able to feel the residual warmth left by the owner of the dagger above.

This dagger is so familiar, this is Chu Xi's own hand forging, given to that person!

Chu Xi's heart that was not afraid of danger and chaos, no matter how big the wind and waves were, accelerated in an instant, and her eyes were full of surprise, thoughts, and joy at this moment.

"Clear!" She murmured, smiled, and tears appeared in her eyes. It's back, he's back!

He didn't lie to himself, and at this time, returned to his side!

The clouds opened, the fog dispersed, and all the water mist was dispelled by the sunlight like the darkness of the early morning.

A piece of silver hair flowing like a floating cloud slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision, and then it was the slender and handsome figure, and the peerless handsome face that would only appear in the painting.

He is the emperor's father!

Huangfu smiled faintly and stared at Ling Chuxi, who bit his lip lightly and looked back at his deep eyes.

I don't know when, the two have come together, the hands of the holding son are looking at each other, although they did not speak, but they seemed to read a thousand words from each other's eyes.

The whole world was quiet, as if it had fallen into eternity at this moment.

From the moment they saw Huangfu Qingju, all the uneasiness in the hearts of Ling Yichen and the others disappeared. The emperor in front of him is pure, there are too many mysteries, and his strength seems to be always beyond people's expectations.

If Ling Chuxi is the most unbreakable pillar in their hearts, as long as she is there, she will never let any friend or any Jindan Sect disciple be in danger, then Huangfu Qingjue is Ling Chuxi's most powerful guardian saint, as long as he is there, he will never let Ling Chuxi suffer any harm.

Looking at the pair of beautiful people who walked out of the painting, a touch of warmth and relief appeared on Ling Yichen's face. Even he felt strange that there was no loss in his heart, let alone jealousy or unwillingness, just for Ling Chuxi to feel heartfelt joy.

Yes, when he saw the shallow smile on Ling Chuxi's face and the tenderness contained in the tears in his eyes, his heart also felt a burst of warmth and joy.

There was a soft sound of "boom" in Ling Yichen's mind, as if some barrier that had plagued him for a long time had been broken through, and his state of mind became as vast as the sea and as far away as the sky, as if the universe was desolate, all of which were contained in his martial arts artistic conception of the vast sea and sky.

Ling Yichen's heart fell into an unprecedented emptiness, as if he had some enlightenment, but it was so hazy that he couldn't grasp it. No one knew that Ling Yichen was already at the juncture of breaking through at this moment!

"I'm not too late, am I?" After a long time, Huangfu Qingjue finally spoke, stroked Ling Chuxi's long hair, and asked softly.

"It's not too late, it's just right." Ling Chuxi smiled slightly, and the two looked at each other, one qiē and one qiē, both of them understood.

Two people don't need superfluous words to understand each other's minds. The two of them just stood there quietly, but time seemed to stand still, and the picture was so beautiful that it made people's hearts palpitate, and even made people forget to breathe.

What a couple! One