Chapter two thousand one hundred and forty-five

Long Xiaoshan's throat was a little sore, and he didn't know how to comfort Xia Houwei with tears pouring down her eyes.

He walked up behind Xia Houwei and stretched out a hand to put it on her shoulder.

Xia Houwei raised her head, and in her blurred teary eyes, she seemed to see the familiar figure standing in front of him, smiling at her.

"Brother Xiang. Xia Houwei suddenly hugged Long Xiaoshan's waist.

Long Xiaoshan was stunned, but he immediately understood that Xia Houwei should be sad and regarded him as Long Xiang, who had also been mistaken in the palace before.

Could it be that he is really similar to Long Xiang?

He didn't say anything, and gently patted Xia Houwei's back.

After a long time, Xia Houwei finally calmed down.

"Thank you. Xia Houwei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, in fact, she subconsciously knew that she recognized the wrong person, but even if it was an illusory dream, she was willing to do it once.

Now that it's time to wake up from the dream, she is grateful that Long Xiaoshan didn't expose her, making her really feel as if she and Long Xiang had met again.

"It's my pleasure. Long Xiaoshan said calmly.

Xiahou Wei stared at Long Xiaoshan's young and handsome face, her eyes were gentle: "You are really very similar to him, not only in appearance, temperament, and personality, but also in terms of pride, and you are also outstanding, and both of you have won the first place in the battle of the hidden dragon."

Do you know? When you entered the Jing'an just now, it was exactly the same as when Brother Xiang came in, so pleasing to women......

Xia Houwei stretched out a hand, put it on Long Xiaoshan's face, and stroked it gently, and then, she turned around and split the tomb bag with one palm.

"Princess. Long Xiaoshan was a little surprised.

Xia Houwei used mana to brush off the dust, under the tomb bag, there was no one, only a box, Xia Houwei picked up the sunspot and said: "Brother Xiang fell in the forbidden land back then, and there are no bones, so this is not the place where his bones are buried, just because I miss him, a mound built, and now all this is over, this is what Brother Xiang left behind, I will give you you." ”

"Give it to me?" Long Xiaoshan said in astonishment, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate." ”

Strictly speaking, he and Xia Houwei have only met twice, and this is only this time when they really met.

Xia Houwei shook her head: "If Brother Xiang is here, he will also agree to give these things to you, not to Long Yin, although Yin'er is my son, but you are a more suitable person, take it, if one day, these things can help you rise to the top, it will make me feel that Brother Xiang is still alive." ”

"Well, then I'd better be respectful. Long Xiaoshan took the box.

Xia Houwei had a smile on her face, it was the first time Long Xiaoshan had seen her smile, it was very beautiful.

Xiahou Wei turned around, stuffed the tombstone into the soil, buried it completely, filled in the land, she stood silently for a moment, and said softly: "Brother Xiang, goodbye." ”

Xia Houwei left the bamboo forest.

I walked all the way back to an old lobby in the temple.

In the lobby, there was a very old teacher, sitting quietly on a futon, like a sculpture.

Xiahou Wei knelt down in front of her and put her head on the ground: "Master, disciple asks for shaving." ”

Shi Tai didn't speak, but a voice sounded out of thin air.

"Jingchen, are you ready to decide?"

"Yes, the disciple has already taken care of everything, and there is no longer any concern. ”

After a moment of silence, the voice said faintly, "Good." ”

Xia Houwei got up and sat on the futon.

She untied her hairpin, and three thousand green silks fell.

Mrs. Shi opened her eyes, her skin was already old and full of wrinkles, but her eyes seemed to penetrate the world, clear and transparent, as bright as a baby.

Mrs. Shi got up and walked in front of Xia Houwei.

Reach out and put it on top of her head.

An empty voice rang out......

The cause of the three fruits is unknown,

The bustling floating shadow is ashamed to become a poem.

Falling into the dream of red dust for no reason,

but three thousand troubles,

Cut out three thousand threads of trouble.

No worries, no worries, no worries.

Even the dust and mist of the rosette rises,

Often sweep the front of the hermitage.

......

Shitai's hand stroked gently, and every time the voice sounded, Xia Houwei's green silk slid down, and when the words fell, Xia Houwei's hair had been shaved off.

Long Xiaoshan looked at all this in front of him, and there was a trace of shock in his heart.

No wonder Xiahou Wei would raze Long Xiang's grave, take out the things in his grave, and give them to herself, it turned out that she wanted to completely forget everything she had and escape into the empty door.

After shaving.

Xiahou Wei got up, turned her head, and saluted Long Xiaoshan: "Master Long, go down the mountain." ”

"Princess. ”

Xia Houwei clasped her hands together, her eyes calm: "Amitabha, from now on, there will be no princess in this world, only Jingchen." ”

Long Xiaoshan's heart was mixed.

Although I feel that such a result is sad for Xia Houwei, perhaps, letting go is the best result.

He silently saluted Xiahou Wei and turned to leave the Jing'an.

Long Xiaoshan returned to the palace.

He let out a breath.

Xia Houwei's situation reminded him of the group of women he had on earth.

When he left the earth, he said that he would go back if he found Xiaofu within a year, but now, it has been a year since he came out, but he missed the appointment.

The spaceship was lost, and Xiaofu was never heard from.

Now, he can't find a way back to Earth.

If it was a long time, would that group of women also think that they were dead, and there would be no accidents on the earth, and at that time, his women might not be much better than Xia Houwei.

It's not his style to sit back and wait, he has to find a way.

Regardless of whether he can find his way back to Earth or not, he has to try hard, and now he has some capital, and he is no longer the weak person who was bullied at will.

Long Xiaoshan removed those distractions and took out the box that Xiahou Wei gave him.

He laid out a formation.

Then, slowly open the box.

There were a few jade slips in the box, as well as a broken spear, which was still stained with blood.

Although the spear is broken, it still emits powerful magic weapon fluctuations.

"Could it be Long Xiang's natal magic weapon? ”

Long Xiaoshan wants to imitate Long Yin, and he is also very familiar with everything about Long Xiang, and knows that Long Xiang also uses a gun, and Long Yin inherited him.

He picked up a jade slip and stabbed it with his divine sense.

Crash.

A large amount of gun recipe information appeared in the divine thoughts, Nirvana gun recipe.

Long Xiang's self-created marksmanship tricks, a total of three, the name of the gun Nirvana, has the meaning of rebirth from the fire, which means that in the battle, after falling into a desperate situation, the power of marksmanship is stronger than the other, and constantly Nirvana, exerting a strength far beyond himself, which is also the gun skills that Long Xiang relies on to shock the empire.

Long Xiaoshan picked up the second jade slip, which recorded the "Nine Heavens True Dragon Formula" improved by Long Xiang, and he pointed out in the jade slip that there were several flaws in the "Nine Heavens True Dragon Formula", which could easily cause problems.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank, revealing a ray of edge.

The flaws of "Nine Heavens True Dragon Formula"?

He felt the technique he had cultivated, and his face suddenly sank. ()

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