It was August, the fifteenth day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ling Xi sat on the swing alone and watched the moon in the sky, pushing the swing on the ground with his toes, shaking and shaking, but his eyes were a little distracted.

It's been a year since Ling left, a whole year, is he okay?

She only knew that the Wolf King Temple, and the tablet under the branded divine consciousness was still intact, proving that he was alive, and there was no news of him for the rest.

Her eyes were a little dim, and without a compass she could not ascend to the upper realm, nor could she go to the realm of nothingness.

Fortunately, she had set up a teleportation array before, and some time ago, she used the teleportation array to go to various planes to find plane guardians who had never participated in the war.

Thankfully, a Guardian has finally been found.

Then he gave an honorarity and asked him to help deliver a "letter from home".

said that it was a "family letter", but it was just a lovesick charm.

Even if I miss him very much, even if there are thousands of words, in the end, it will only be reduced to one sentence and passed out.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years, when will her hero return?

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At the end of August, Ling was in the rear to breathe and nourish his qi.

It's probably that he has absorbed too much godhead recently, and he is about to be unable to suppress the breath in his body, and continues to find a quiet place to break through.

He was frowning when suddenly a man walked in front of him.

I saw the candle dragon sitting beside him indifferently, and then handed a talisman seal to his hand: "Madame entrusted someone to give it." ”

Hearing this, Ling's eyes lit up.

He blew the dust off his body with the breeze, and then carefully took the talisman seal, as if there was still Ling Xi's breath on it, and his slightly trembling fingertips took a long time to urge the immortal power, and the talisman seal burned out in an instant.

I saw two agile cranes flying, and in an instant, one stayed in his ear, and the breeze brought her voice into his ears.

A gentle word - I'll wait for you.

Ling was stunned for a moment, his face first a little lost, and then shining.

The candle dragon was on the side from the beginning to the end, and his eyelids jumped, and Mrs. had this ability, so that the adults who had been expressionless at the border had their eyes shining as dazzling as stars.

Hey, when will his little calf send him a message?

Ling was still immersed in Ling Xi's voice, thinking that she would say something about missing him or something, but she just waited for him.

But if you think about it, the word 'wait for him' has many meanings.

Waiting for him to return safely?

Waiting for him - come back to double cultivation?

Wait for him - come back soon?

Wait for him, wait for him......

Xi'er hopes that he will go back safely soon, because she misses him, it must be like this!

Thinking about it, Ling was already overjoyed.

He suddenly looked at the depressed candle dragon and said, "Tomorrow, kill the enemy with me!" ”

"Yes, sir."

The faint tone doesn't show any joy or anger, no matter how you kill the enemy, it's not just lingering on the edge, or picking up the leaks?

The next day, the candle dragon followed behind Ling.

I saw that the latter, as always, set off from the edge...... Hey, no, how can this be so fast???

"My lord! Wait for me! ”

In an instant, I saw Ling Fei rushing forward quickly and came to the place where the Golden Immortal Xuan Immortal was.

This can be full of enemy soldiers, no more than the edge of the area just need to pick up leaks, the candle dragon is naturally not afraid, he is a top-grade golden immortal, as long as you don't go to the middle and the battle center, you don't have to worry too much!

But...... Master Ling, you are a Xuan Immortal, you are so fierce!

Ling saw that the candle dragon was still in a daze, and there was no tacit understanding at all, so he even drank: "Keep up!" ”

The periphery suddenly rushed into a stunned green, or the demon fairy who had been picking up leaks on the edge before, the enemy sneered, this son has been a shrunken turtle, it must be a lack of strength!

The persimmon should be pinched softly, and they will take this child on the head!