Looking at the trembling voice of the cold girl before, Lu Aya felt a little more comfortable.

At least she was telling the truth.

If not, Lu Aya has to think about it.

What she felt from Luo Qianhan, in addition to the sense of alienation, there was also a little familiarity, and there was a feeling of wanting to hold her in her arms and ravage her, which was very contradictory.

But Lu Aya held back, now is not the time to do such a thing.

Maybe this is the evidence that she used to be her master.

[I have one more question.] Lu Aya said.

【…… Concubines, concubines are listening. Luo Qianhan was a little flustered.

Lu Aya thought for a moment and asked.

[Me, can I still become the person you remembered? 】

When this question came out, Lu Aya became nervous, what she was afraid of was that she would become someone else, a stranger, under the influence of Luo Qianhan or after self-awakening.

At that time, Lu Aya will not be Lu Aya anymore, so what about her junior sister and husband?

Hearing this, Luo Qianhan was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and said in a low voice: [The master is the master. 】

Lu Aya opened her eyes and looked directly at the noble girl opposite, the latter's eyes were empty, and her eyes seemed to be on her, but Lu Aya could feel that she was not looking at her, but looking at her own memories.

Lu Aya could feel the sadness, but this was not a reason for Luo Qianhan to avoid this question.

[You should know, that's not what I'm going to listen to. Lu Aya said solemnly.

【……】

[Tell the truth. Lu Aya repeated.

[Yes, master.] Luo Qianhan lowered his eyes: [It is impossible for the master to become what he was before, maybe he can get some memories under some opportunities, but the previous master will never come back. 】

His face was cold, but his voice was constantly trembling.

Lu Aya once felt that Luo Qianhan was about to cry, but looking at her indifferent face, it didn't look like it.

But she was relieved to hear this, it's good that she won't become someone else, as for memory or something, just watch it as a TV series, I believe it won't affect her anything.

Now that Lu Aya is relaxed, what she is most afraid of is something like "taking away", in fact, how can she take away her own, she just doesn't know how to worry about it.

Lu Aya didn't worry about Luo Qianhan deceiving her, she still knew how many catties and taels she knew, if she hadn't been picked up by the Lingshan Fairy, she would have died by now, and it would be good to starve to death, and if she grew up, she would still look like a beggar...... I can't even think about it.

The worry was solved, and Lu Aya looked at Luo Qianhan, who had no other expression, but Lu Aya could just feel sadness.

Her master will never come back, so she will die.

It's pathetic.

So Lu Aya walked over, stepped on the stool and touched Luo Qianhan's head.

The ice-blue hair gave Lu Aya a faint warm feeling, which was a kind of warmth connected by blood, which was very comfortable.

[Well, don't be too sad. 】

Lu Aya didn't know what to say, she wouldn't comfort people.

[......] Luo Qianhan watched Lu Aya's movements blankly, the latter's hand was very warm, this feeling of being connected with his own flesh and blood...... One is the Snow Girl, twenty of whom she once used ninety percent of her strength to escort Lu Aya to reincarnation.

Out of the Wheel of Heaven and Earth is this somewhat silly girl.

In my memory, the master lived a very happy life, with a senior sister who loved him, and a husband who cared about her, but what about himself?

From the beginning to the end, I was causing trouble, and although my mind was immature at that time, I was wrong after all.

Lu Aya's words reminded her, and also forced her to wake up from her dream.

The Snow Girl she wanted to see was dead, and even though the girl in front of her belonged to her master from soul to soul, they were actually two completely different people.

You shouldn't disturb your master's life.

Isn't it time for her to let go?

She is mature and just wants her master to live well, so there is no need for her to exist, her selfishness has affected the normal life of her master, and this is not what she wants.

The Snow Maiden is a memory, and it will always be a memory, and she knows this better than anyone else.

The master doesn't need her anymore.

The current owner has a family compared to before, unlike the one she was when she wandered with her.

Come to think of it, it's better to disappear from the master's world.

After talking to Lu Aya, the last thought about the Snow Girl was broken.

Luo Qianhan had the will to die.

The snow falls on a thousand colds, and the life is the same as heaven and earth, and the youngest daughter of heaven, the yin of yin and yang, will not die.

But if she wanted to die herself, it would be different.

Before, it was because of the expectation of Lu Aya, but now it has dissipated like a bubble.

……

Hiding the dead silence in his eyes, Luo Qianhan smiled for the first time, and Lu Aya on the stool was stunned.

[You, are you better?] Lu Aya asked with concern.

After all, it's not someone she hates, and she's also a poor person, Lu Aya is always distressed, she can call her master if she wants to, and Lu Aya can't make up her mind to scold her.

[It's okay, master, please forgive the concubine for her next rudeness. Luo Qianhan stood up and approached Lu Aya.

Ah, what are you going to do? Lu Aya was startled, and the moment she didn't stand firm and fell off the stool, she lost her balance, and her face was panicked.

Then I felt like I had crashed into a gentle country.

Nephrite is full of warm breath, as if you are embracing yourself.

Lu Aya looked at the soft face in front of her, opened her mouth wide, and was speechless.

Luo Qianhan hugged Lu Aya and sat down again, during which Lu Aya was held by her in the posture of a princess.

[Master, like, like, like, like-]

Luo Qianhan seemed to have changed into a different person, and he began to rub Lu Aya's face while holding it.

It's like a cat.

"Uh......h Hmm...... "Lu Aya couldn't wear it, and felt like she was going to be rubbed into Luo Qianhan's arms.

Feeling the wetness on her face, Lu Aya was dissatisfied.

[Forget it, don't drool. 】

[Yes, master.] Luo Qianhan blinked, the water in the corners of his eyes turned into ice slag, which dissipated in an instant, and the whole person returned to his previous cold appearance.

Placing Lu Aya firmly on the stool, Luo Qianhan took a few steps back and knelt on one knee.

[Master, it's time to return your things to you.] 】

It seems that the previous was not her, she is still the noble lady.

[My stuff? Lu Aya shook her head: [Didn't you say that? That's your previous master's, not mine. 】

[It's all the same.] Luo Qianhan nodded, a light blue sword flashed, and then a blue light appeared in her white hand.

It was a sword.

A rapier.

Ice blue throughout, polished like jade.

The double-sided blade is at most two fingers wide, as thin as a cicada's wing, not even half the width of an ordinary sword, and this sword - there is no sword.

The sword body is directly connected to the spiral hilt, there is no buffer zone in the middle, and even it doesn't look like a sword at all, without a trace of the momentum of the king of a hundred soldiers, only two words stand out.

Thin, long.

There is a slight transparent color, and there seems to be snowflakes falling in the sword body.

[This, I know. Lu Aya nodded, this is her snow dust, but this time it doesn't seem to be illusory...... It seems to have an entity, I don't know if it's her delusion.

Wait a minute.

It's Xuechen, doesn't it mean that it's the woman in front of you? She's a sword, right?

Do?

Send yourself over?

Lu Aya didn't understand the horror of this fairy sword, she thought it was just an ordinary sword spirit or something, after all, it was an immortal cultivation realm, and anything that happened was understandable.

[The thing is returned to its original owner.] Luo Qianhan knelt on the ground, held the snow in both hands and fell to Qianhan, and bowed his head.

If you look closely, her body has begun to become transparent now.

[I—I don't want it. At this time, Lu Aya seemed to feel something, and her heart was in a panic, and inexplicable emotions occupied her heart.

[This is the sword of the former owner, please accept it.] Luo Qianhan looked up, a little relieved.

She used words like her former master, probably figured it out.

After she died, with Xue Luo Qianhan by her side, Lu Aya was absolutely safe, no one hurt her, and she couldn't do it without Huohong Aya, and she had no reason to hurt Lu Aya.

At that time, her master should be able to live the life he wants.

Without her little trouble sticking to her in the name of protection, the owner should be more comfortable.

If there is any regret, it is that the master is not strong enough, otherwise, the two of them will return to the sealed place of the demon clan and avenge the life and death of the year, wouldn't it be happy.

Disappointment, reluctance, and all floating clouds.

As for Lingshan, after losing the fairy sword...... She has thought about it, but it doesn't matter, the master is a person in Lingshan, and I believe that Lingshan will treat her master as a grandmother and raise it with good food and drink.

has a fairy sword to protect himself, and he is not afraid of being threatened.

This is the best gift she gave to Lu Aya.

[Master, please accept it.] Luo Qianhan said.

[I said I don't want to. Lu Aya broke out instantly, and shook his hand to knock down the slender fairy sword.

Like an ice cube falling to the ground, the most precious thing in the immortal cultivation world was thrown to the ground by Lu Aya, if it wasn't for Luo Qianhan's ban and no power, this would be frozen for thousands of miles.

Just imagine the burning clouds of Shushan.

"Don't, don't give me your stuff." Lu Aya's emotions were a little out of control, her voice was broken, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Aaya...... How do you ......" Hearing Lu Aya's shout, the sleeping Liu Fufeng opened his eyes, took a finger before he finished speaking, and then fell asleep again.

Retracting his fingers, Luo Qianhan looked at Lu Aya suspiciously: [Why? 】

The master doesn't like herself, and she doesn't like her identity in her previous life, so isn't it the best choice for her to leave?

Why the sudden tantrums.

She didn't understand, the current master was completely different from before, if it was a snow girl, she just needed to be obedient, but Lu Aya didn't have an opinion, so Luo Qianhan helped Lu Aya make a decision and give her the best thing.

[No why, didn't you say that I am your master?] Now I command you, put it away. Lu Aya was a little flustered, and he said hesitantly.

Asked by Lu Aya in a commanding tone, Luo Qianhan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes re-emerged.

[Concubine, obey. 】

With a wave of his hand, the fairy sword disappeared and returned to where it was supposed to be.

……

At the same time, the top floor of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Red Aya breathed a sigh of relief and put away the ordinary red longsword in her hand.

In any case, it is impossible for her to watch her sister commit suicide, even if she is seriously injured, she will have to do it for ten thousand years.

After all, it is his most important relative.

In fact, the situation just now is very dangerous, if my sister is bent on death, she really can't stop it, the current Luo Qianhan is not the useless cat of Xuechen, which is also the reason why Luo Qianhan knows that Hong Aya is there, but she still goes her own way.

What she wants to do, no one can stop her, not even from Huohong Aya.

But there is one person who can.

Lu Aya just gave an order, which made her stop returning to her roots.

Although she wanted to die in her heart, because it was the master's order, she had to obey it, she was just the master's concubine, the master's slave, and the slave was not qualified to think.

She actually wants to force her master to live according to her ideas.

It's time to play.

……

Lu Aya didn't know why she suddenly lost her temper, but she just couldn't help it, she wanted to protect the person in front of her who didn't need her protection at all.

Could it really be as she said, she was her master in her previous life, so she ......

Lu Aya began to doubt life, and after the so-called mystery was solved, she became even more confused.

Sure enough, she should be honest as a salted fish, and now that she knows her past life, does it mean that she has to carry the cause and effect of that past life?

Good, bad, benefactor, enemy?

That's not a hassle to die.

Luo Qianhan wanted to leave without explaining anything to herself, how could Lu Aya let her go.

As for how she saw it......

Obviously, Luo Qianhan flew up, and when he handed over the sword to himself, he was lifeless, and he almost wrote the word death on his face, and those who didn't know thought she was orphaned.

When facing Lu Aya, Luo Qianhan's emotions did not need to be hidden, and the two had the same mind, Lu Aya could clearly feel the psychological state of the girl in front of her.

Therefore, Luo Qianhan really felt Lu Aya's feelings for her-troublesome and disgusting.

The psychological defense line collapsed in an instant.

……

Lu Aya had a headache.

This girl's psychological quality is too poor, she just refuses a little, she wants to die, and she is so fragile to return the sword spirit.

Lu Aya would never allow Luo Qianhan to die because of her, let alone that she was still her master.

Absolutely, absolutely not allowed.

Her snow dust is still on Luo Qianhan's body, so she doesn't allow it, Lu Aya now feels that she can't do without the cat that likes to stick to her.

Even though these two people are actually one person.

Looking at Luo Qianhan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, stunned, Lu Aya sighed, not knowing what to do with this girl with extremely poor quality in her heart.

You can't fight, and you can't scold.

The slightest show of her bad attitude, she is leaving, and she hands over her body......

What are you doing, she is interested in swords, but she can't send them like this, Lu Aya always feels like she has received the corpse.

Pregnant.

Lu Aya had a flash of inspiration.

[Now, give me back my snow dust.] 】

Put it this way.

She hadn't seen her snow dust yet, and she didn't have time to buffer at all.

Luo Qianhan felt it, and his strength was almost there, so he spoke.

【…… As you wish, the concubine will retire. 】