Before dawn and the moon was gone, it was dark all around, and the two quietly returned to the room.

"Qingyu!" Murong Zhongtian just lay down and said to Zhan Qingyu, who was sleeping not far away, "Do you say that your armor is very strong?"

"Of course!" Zhan Qingyu said with a smile, "Either it is a brocade robe of the Wind Beast, which has protected the Wind Beast for countless years." ”

"Hmm!" Murong Zhongtian nodded, and continued with a snort: "In this way, my short spear should also be extremely sharp!"

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"It's definitely the only thing!" Zhan Qingyu also sincerely admired: "I guess I don't even think about other armor except my armor that can block its attacks." ”

"Ah, I think so too, hehe!" Murong Zhongtian laughed twice and said to Zhan Qingyu, "What will happen if you say you will stab your armor with my gun?"

"Stab you on the head!" Zhan Qingyu said angrily.

"Huh!"

"Hey, hey!"

The two fell asleep on the couch amid laughter, and the unexpected harvest made each of them have a good dream that they have never had before.

After a few more days, it was time for Zhan Qingyu and Murong Zhongtian to leave.

Murong Zhongtian wants to do his own thing, and Zhan Qingyu also has to go to the Heaven Shaking Sect to practice sword techniques and fist techniques.

In the past ten days, Zhan Qingyu and Murong Zhongtian have experienced a lot of things, and they also know each other.

In terms of strength, both of them have improved, but Zhan Qingyu is still in a heavy mood for the current matter.

At the top of the black soil mountain, next to the boulder where the two met.

Wanyan Zhenwu sent a few disciples to send them back after a little distance, and he also understood that his daughter still had some words that he couldn't let others hear.

"Qingyu!" Wanyan Miaoxue's eyes were red, and she tried hard not to let tears flow out: "How long will it take to come back this time?"

"It shouldn't be long. Zhan Qingyu grabbed her hand and comforted: "I'm going to practice, and only after practicing can I protect you, I can't bear to leave when you cry." ”

"you!" Wanyan Miaoxue also smiled a little when she looked at Zhan Qingyu's cynical appearance, but the tears in the corners of her eyes had not yet dissipated.

The woman outside the Seychelles has the unique decisiveness and atmosphere of the outsiders.

"Come!" Zhan Qingyu didn't want the atmosphere to be too depressing, and she didn't want her beloved to cry sadly in front of her.

So he stretched out his arms and the two hugged each other silently.

Long.

"I'm leaving!" Zhan Qingyu patted her on the back gently: "Just now, the master of the door also told me not to have a long relationship with children." ”

"Then why don't you listen to my father?" Wanyan Miaoxue gently left Qingyu's embrace, and was a little reluctant.

Hands on his chest caressing.

"I can't help it! hehe!" Zhan Qingyu smiled and said, "Who made you look so good, fascinated my eyes and disturbed my heart." ”

Pondered for a moment.

"I'll give you another ride!" Wan Yan Miaoxue changed the subject.

She knew that it would definitely be more and more difficult for the two to separate if they continued like this, and even more difficult to separate even if they were separated.

Rather than have a short relationship with children here, it is better to send him away safely, and he will definitely come to see her after he finishes his cultivation in the Earthquake Heaven Sect.

It's never too late to say those warm words, but it's still hard to make a decision.

Wanyan Zhenwu saw the two people on the top of the mountain through the window of the study, and shook his head helplessly and with some relief.

"After parting today, when will you come again?" Wanyan Miaoxue asked Zhan Qingyu while standing next to the boulder on the top of the black soil mountain.

The words are full of sadness and retention.

Murong Zhongtian was farther away, casually looking at the surrounding scenery, and glanced over a few times from time to time.

"Wait for your long hair to reach your waist!" Zhan Qingyu said confidently and seriously.

"Would you like to marry me?" asked Wan Yan Miaoxue softly in the breeze.

"You'll know then!" Zhan Qingyu smiled, and Yan Miaoxue's question made him feel relieved.

When a woman can ask you if you would like to marry her, what else can you think?

Maybe life after that is full of hardships and helplessness, full of killing sorrow, but what does it matter?

"You didn't promise me?" Wan Yan Miaoxue asked softly.

"No!" Zhan Qingyu shook his head and said: "Promise is not light, but I have two sentences, I think a promise is like a sword, if you can't fulfill it, you will hurt me." ”

"It's okay!" Wan Yan Miaoxue smiled.

This kind of man is really the person she wants to entrust for life, and the four words of promise almost broke her heart.

She understands that this man will not let her wait in vain, and she also understands that he will not promise lightly if he can't do it.

"Let's talk about it, I'll see you off here after that!" Wan Yan Miaoxue said.

Zhan Qingyu stared at her for a while, and looked at her again from top to bottom.

Including the slightest mess on her hair.

The eyes, the eyebrows, the nose, the jade hands, and the sobs.

"If I make an enemy in your heart, 3,000 and lose the world, what if you die on the battlefield with swords, mountains, fires, and seas by my side?" Zhan Qingyu did not have a trace of smile, nor did he have a trace of contempt.

After finishing speaking, he glanced around and then at the people in front of him, turned around and strode away.

Looking at the departing back, Yan Miaoxue smiled, and this smile looked incomparably beautiful in the rolling tears.

Better than a lily that blooms in the middle of spring, and better than a rose that blooms in the Valley of Lovers.

Soon his figure was about to leave sight, and she had to do something, and the last thing he said was like a thorn, a soft thorn.

How long will this softness remain in the heart?

To the old of the heavens and the earth?

"Hehe!" the happiness in her heart flowed like a spring of water.

With a little bit of sadness, she opened her mouth again: "Brother, you go out of Kawaguchi, little sister, I have a word." Walking, walking, walking, walking ”

The crisp and melodious farewell song runs around with the breeze.

Zhan Qingyutou did not look up to the sky and laughed, and then sang: "One by one, one by one, one by one, the letter Tianyou has long since stopped singing and going to the west exit."

Wanyan Zhenwu couldn't help but ponder when he listened to this tactful ballad, and those inner memories of the past came to his mind at this time.

"Okay!" Murong Zhongtian slapped the wooden table and shouted, "Qingyu, hurry up, another hundred taels!"

"I said brother!" Zhan Qingyu was not interested in this at all: "Can you stop playing, we still have business to do?"

Zhan Qingyu looked at the high-spirited Murong Zhongtian at the gambling table and said.

"Hey, you see I'm in feng shui now, how can I miss such a good opportunity!" Murong Zhongtian said: "Hurry up and come another hundred taels, I'm too anxious to go out and don't bring much money, okay if I borrow you?" I will definitely win back all the losses I lost before, and then I will take you to the outside of the world to be chic!"

"Forget it!" Zhan Qingyu looked at Murong Zhongtian, who was flushed with excitement, and a group of onlookers around him, and said, "Give it, give it, say what you can't borrow." ”

Zhan Qingyu reached out and threw a gold ingot on the table.