From time to time, a breeze blows, the leaves sway, making a whooshing sound, the sky is getting darker and darker, and Li Xiangyu, who has put the Xiangxin beads into his body, stretches comfortably.

Like the cold winter wax moon, lying in the warm quilt makes people lazy.

After finding a comfortable position to sit down, Li Xiangyu asked curiously: "Sister can use flying swords, isn't she a sword fairy?"

Xiao Mingming smiled lightly, the beauty was thrilling.

"Who told you that the one who can use a flying sword is a sword immortal?"

Li Xiangyu scratched his head, thinking that it was not a sword immortal who could use a flying sword, could it be called a flying immortal?

Xiao Mingming seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "In this world, only those crazy people in the Sword Pavilion can be called Sword Immortals, and the slave family worships the Immortal Heaven and cultivates the Divine Dao. ”

Li Xiangyu became more and more curious, Immortal Heaven Shinto?

Xiao Mingming made a strange gesture with a solemn expression, "Immortal Heaven is the supreme god, and the believer worships Immortal Heaven, and Immortal Heaven bestows blessings." ”

Li Xiangyu didn't seem to understand, looked at Xiao Mingming, who had regained his reclining posture, and continued to ask: "Why can only the people of the Sword Pavilion be called Sword Immortals?

"Of course the Sword Pavilion is a sect. They will only use flying swords for the rest of their lives, what are they called if they don't call them sword immortals?"

Li Xiangyu thought to himself, obviously I asked you, you asked me, how do I know.

As if he remembered something, Xiao Mingming then hated and said: "The people in the Sword Pavilion are all crazy, and I don't know who instilled the faith, as long as they see the people who don't deal with them, they will kill them all, and they won't say much to you, they can kill those who can't fight, and those who can't fight will be killed with their lives, and the most annoying thing is to kill one, and then a group will emerge, and the ghost knows what kind of sword they are talking about." ”

Obviously it was not a good word, but Li Xiangyu had a little good impression of Dejian Pavilion in his heart, which he had never heard of.

If you have beaten it, you have to fight it, and if you can't beat it, you have to fight desperately, and you can protect your shortcomings, which is simply a model of sects.

Seeing that Xiao Mingming was still indignant, Li Xiangyu was afraid that it would hurt Chiyu and continued to ask: "Who is the most powerful person in the world?"

Xiao Ming looked like he was an idiot.

"Who in this world dares to say that he is the best in the world? What's more, there are countless sects in the world, and no one except themselves knows how many old immortals are still in each sect. ”

"Isn't there a list for them to rank?"

"Who would be so boring?"

Lee Sang-woo was speechless.

After a long time, Li Xiangyu cautiously said, "Can you teach me to cultivate?"

Xiao Mingming smiled, his watery eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"You come to the slave house to see if you have the qualifications. ”

Li Xiangyu stood up, the two were not far away, and Xiao Ming arrived in front of Xiao Mingming in one step.

Xiao Mingming stretched out his right hand and touched Li Xiangyu's wrist, then touched his chest, and finally touched his forehead.

For some reason, Li Xiangyu felt that Xiao Mingming was not serious at all.

"Alas, you are completely out of the meridians, and your divine sense is weak, and you can't cultivate any Mingtang in your life. Xiao Mingming had a regretful expression, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Lee Sang-woo was frustrated.

Shouldn't I be a one-in-a-million cultivation genius?

Looking at Li Xiangyu with a depressed face, Xiao Mingming touched his head with a smile, "What's so good about cultivation, not to mention the hard work, and the future is bleak, in this world, I can't remember how long no one has opened the sky." If you can't climb to the sky, it's all in vain. ”

"If you can't climb to the sky, it's good to be able to keep fit and live a few more years. Lee Sang-woo subconsciously retorted.

Xiao Mingming is not surprised at all, Li Xiangyu, a child less than six years old, can think of the suffering of life and death.

Although the two Zen temples and the two forgotten temples are different, the other side is beyond the eight sufferings of life.

Life is immortal, how can it be bitter?

These bald asses are!

"If you want to be fit and live a few more years, the slave family can help you!"

"Really?" said Lee Sang-woo was skeptical.

Xiao Mingming spread out her hands, and a crystal pill slowly rotated in her palm, with an indescribable charm.

"You have taken enough of this elixir to let you live for thirty or fifty more years. Do you want it?"

Of course Lee Sang-woo wanted to, but he was too embarrassed to speak.

Xiao Mingming was very happy, "This elixir is the dowry of the slave family, and it can't be given to you for nothing, unless you can be the slave family's father-in-law." ”

Did you hear that right?

Xianggong is the meaning of the husband, right?

"You...... You...... You want to be my mother-in-law?" Li Xiangyu stammered a little when he spoke.

It is said that a long time ago, someone lit a beacon fire everywhere for Concubine Bo's smile, and that concubine must be as beautiful as Xiao Mingming.

Li Xiangyu, who has seen countless young ladies of all kinds, was stunned.

It turns out that this is the treatment of the protagonist?

Li Xiangyu suddenly felt that this gloomy grove was full of brilliant brilliance, and the brightest touch was emanating from Xiao Mingming's smiling face.

"Don't you want to?" Xiao Mingming's eyes were dripping water.

"Of course I do!" said Lee Sang-woo impatiently.

Xiao Mingming stood up, then bent down.

Li Xiangyu felt that his face was slightly hot for a while, and then it was wet, like a dragonfly spreading water lines in Li Xiangyu's heart.

"Open your hands. Xiao Mingming exhaled like an orchid.

The crystal elixir slowly fell into Li Xiangyu's hand from Xiao Mingming's hand as if it had a spiritual wisdom.

"Little Xianggong, you have to grow up quickly, and when you grow up, you will marry a slave. Xiao Mingming stretched out his hand to hug Li Xiangyu and murmured softly.

With a muffled snort, Li Xiangyu felt his arms tremble, and the soft feeling disappeared.

Reluctantly raised his head, only to see Xiao Mingming move with both hands, and four small flags flew from the four directions of the woods, which flashed away when they approached Xiao Mingming's side.

"The slave family is in the steppe in the far north, and it will be there through the Beimang and snow-capped mountains, so remember to come and marry the slave family. ”

The sound grew farther and farther away, slowly fading away.

......

"Lee Sang-woo!"

"Lee Sang-woo, where are you?"

There were anxious shouts in the distance, which woke up Li Xiangyu, who was stunned in place. Only then did I remember that if I didn't return home so late, my mother was afraid that she was worried.

"I'm here!" shouted as he ran in the direction of the shout.

I didn't run a few steps before I saw the oncoming eldest brother and the uncle and uncle in the clan.

"I found it, and sure enough, it was in the woods of the North Mountain. ”

"How could this kid run so far. ”

"I'm afraid I'm scared, you should hurry up and take him home!"

The eldest brother Li Xiangshou looked tired, and he looked very embarrassed with the most important demeanor on weekdays. A horse came to Li Xiangyu's side first, stretched out his hand and wanted to slap him, but when he fell, it was very light, and he reached out to pick up Li Xiangyu and hugged him tightly in his arms, so strong that Li Xiangyu felt pain.

An uncle next to him took off his coat and draped it on Li Xiangyu, and then patted Li Xiangshou on the shoulder.

"Go back first, your mother is afraid and worried. ”

A group of people hurried out, and strange to say, the woods, which could not be walked out at first, easily walked out.

With his chin resting on his eldest brother's shoulder and looking at the woods farther and farther away, Lee Sang-woo felt that his heart was empty.