It was still the drizzling Shanglin City, and the city was now like a garden in the realm for Yang Ze to see clearly, where the houses were stacked on top of each other, and people ate and wore gracefully, and they were short-lived from each other's lives. No one can predict what will happen in the future, as if two years ago, he Yang Ze was just one of the most inconspicuous sons of the Great Ye Kingdom known as "one of the two wastes of the royal capital", and a year later he became the most talented young man in Daye to enter the Buzhou Mountain Autumn Dao Academy, and then because of the girl who appeared in his life, his fate was turned upside down, but just a year later, he was just a cultivator in this Far Eastern Earth and Sea World, under the oppression of a powerful enemy, he had to bury his past origins.

It's like the man and woman of unknown origin but absolutely arrogant who he met on Yu Xiaoxiao's Red Mansion back then, and now they meet again, and it is actually on the night of the Dihai Qingxu Conference. The flow of chances, the strange exchange of things, and the vicissitudes of life are not just words and phrases that poets repeatedly recite in fragments.

suddenly evoked many unclear memories in Yang Ze's heart.

"The last time we met in a hurry, I forgot to report my origin, Brother Yang Haihan, in Xuanyuan Qinglang, this is my sister Xuanyuan Cod Tian. "The man is courteous, and his gestures show an unforgettable grace, and the man is as gentle as the sun, as his name suggests. When Yang Ze saw his gentleness, he thought that this was some kind of mask close to the lower class carried by some kind of high-ranking person's frivolity and indifference. However, at this time, I don't know if my situation has changed now, because the exile has a deeper understanding of people's surnames, so the sense of affinity and familiarity arises spontaneously.

Xuanyuan Cod glanced at Xuanyuan Qing with disgust, "Please don't add the prefix of "uneasy" when you introduce me next time?" looked at Yang Ze again, and smiled slightly, "If it weren't for Sister Ji's invitation, I wouldn't be interested in coming to the sea to see you." ”

The sharp name stabbed the nerves that tightened his body like a stream of heat pouring into a lake of ice, and his already restless heartbeat suddenly thumped.

From the moment he set foot in the camp, he felt an incomprehensible feeling, which could not be detected by any internal and external spiritual perception, not like the coercion of divine thoughts between the confrontations of masters, but a certain sense of belonging and traction that moved life through mysterious and mysterious situations.

It was a hunch.

Until this moment, Yang Ze's premonition became unprecedentedly strong, until a long-blocked chest burst was released, constantly impacting his chest, heart, and respiratory airways, making him a little suffocated for a while.

He saw Xuanyuan Cod Tian and Xuanyuan Qinglang, the two siblings fluttering sideways and separating left and right.

Then at the other end of the line of sight, what I saw was the slender figure wrapped in the cloak, the fluffy long cloak could not hide her tall figure, and the cloak that wrapped most of her pretty face could not hide the swarthy black silk that hung out lightly, and the black silk was charming and slightly swirled and rolled, which was the extremely familiar arc that Yang Ze had carefully observed and dreamed repeatedly. Like the dreamy body of the girl under the canopy.

With Yang Ze's shaking at this moment, the sky above his head seemed to shake unreally.

A soft and warm voice came from his ears, "Don't have any fluctuations in your mood, calm down, I'm using my divine consciousness to transform ** to facilitate our communication." ”

Yang Ze tried to calm down his ups and downs, "You're here to the sea!"

Yang Ze "saw" a thrilling smile on his lips under the cloak opposite, "Yes, I'm here." ”

It was a very calm conversation, but Yang Ze seemed to have waited too long. Let him have an inexplicable emotion rising in his heart.

"We'll get you out of here. It's just that because the situation is complicated and I have a special status, can you understand that I can't show up at this time?"

It wasn't too late for him to nod his head at this point. Ji Ling'er, the holy daughter of the Xituo Temple, went to the ocean to arrive at the most mixed earth and sea world in the Far East, but she was afraid that if it spread, the entire Guishan Land Continent would be alarmed, Ji Ling'er's identity of course could not be exposed, Yang Ze couldn't even imagine that Ji Ling'er might be the Xituo Temple that quietly left, and what kind of shock would it be to find that she had disappeared at this time?

"You earned it, if it weren't for Sister Ji asking me for help, I wouldn't have left the warm Kunlun and ran so far to this chaotic sea of earth. Xuanyuan Cod pouted and said, "I just didn't expect that Sister Ji would actually know you, and she rushed here for you despite violating the ban, if I were you, I would simply die of shame." ”

Yang Ze immediately learned the origin of the two siblings, Xuanyuan Cod Tian and Xuanyuan Qinglang. Kunlun is one of the top ten sects in the Eastern Continent of Guishan, and it is one of the best existences on a par with the Xituo Palace. But at the same time, it is also the most mysterious, unfathomable existence, because of this unfathomable, so it has always formed an invisible deterrent to the outside world, I don't know how many countries, are under the cover of Kunlun glory, how many are good at aggressive expansion and brutal forces, do not dare to easily violate the border.

It's no wonder that when it is said that above the Red Mansion, even Yu Xiaoxiao's status as the supreme cultivator of the Great Ye Kingdom has great respect for the two of them.

Xuanyuan Qinglang obviously didn't gag like her naughty sister, and lowered her eyes and said, "Da Ye Yu's affairs, we already know, the difficulties of the deceased, infinite sighs and lamentations, and you, as the person she protects at the cost of her own life, at the same time, we know each other, even if the saint doesn't come to us, I will come to Dihai to help everyone Yu do their unfinished work." Along the way, I heard a lot of deeds about Brother Yang, but it wasn't until I saw it with my own eyes that I confirmed that Yang Sanshui was Brother Yang, and Brother Yang had broken through to the Dixuan Realm, which was gratifying. The ancient spirit vein is really extremely strong. It is truly the most rare treasure left behind in the world of cultivation. ”

Speaking of Yu Xiaoxiao, Yang Ze's surprise when he saw Ji Linger was also a little sad, "I have a lot of information on this side of the earth, and I can't accurately understand the situation outside. I wonder if Master Hanzo, who was traveling with me, was also killed?"

Ji Linger's voice was soft and calm, "Master Hanzo was personally imprisoned at Shinto Peak by Shinto Zhai Lord Lei Donglai, and he doesn't know life and death at present. However, until I find you, Master Hanzo should still be of great value to Shinto Sai. So it should be fine. ”

After a pause, she added, "I don't have much time to maintain my divine consciousness and transformation, and we shouldn't show up in public, let alone be seen by others, but we will always be by your side." ”

Ji Linger's voice was like a pair of gentle hands, with endless care, soothing Yang Ze's fierce and anxious emotions in his heart at this time.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were gone. The feeling of time and space frozen, disappearing and invisible. The wind continued to blow, and the banner was still unfurling. Ling Yue, who was beside him, suddenly reacted, and subconsciously looked at the three people whose bodies were wrapped in robes who walked away under the bright moon. As if he had noticed something, and as if he didn't know anything, he looked at Yang Ze, whose eyes fluctuated violently beside him, and looked deeply at the backs of the three people, and asked, "Who are they?"

The moment when the "Three Friends" divine consciousness disappeared, it seemed to return to reality from a dream, Yang Ze seemed to fall from the clouds into the cold abyss, falling into a huge loss, but then he saw the three figures in the distance, and realized that everything just now was not a dream that could be broken at any time. Everything is true, including Xuanyuan Qinglang, Xuanyuan Cod Heaven, and Ji Ling'er who left the Xituo Temple in Gaochuan's Yangzhi, crossed the Far Eastern Sea, and crossed the Sea of Storms to the Earth Sea World! And her last sentence "Always by your side" is also true.

Ji Ling'er is here, Xuanyuan Qinglang is here, and Xuanyuan Cod is here. If the identities of the three most outstanding and famous young powerhouses from Xituo Hall and Kunlun were announced at this time, it would be enough for the sea to cause an uproar!

This made Yang Ze feel for the first time that it was not a person who was in exile and fighting, but it was so good.

It's just a phrase like, "Always by your side." ”

At night, the Pulse Mountain is as bright as ever, and the light is brighter than the stars. On the eve of the Qingxu Conference entering the top four, it was officially announced that it had entered the real peak, and people could drink and chat all night long, waiting for the final birth of the shocking results of the Seven Great Realms in the exciting battle of martial arts. They discussed the evolution of the future situation in the sea and the sea, waiting to witness the birth of the strong man in the future, the birth and evolution of history under this time, and the bloom of this glorious moment.

But for Yang Ze, one of the top four seats in the spotlight at the moment, everything in the future does not seem to be so important. He sat in his tent and told himself, "It's not fake." When he brought a sumptuous and delicious feast to the Cloud Court Realm, he told himself, "It's not fake." Even when the elders of the Cloud Court came in batches to offer condolences and deliver the nourishing elixir to deal with the battle of Ming Yue, he was still muttering to himself. It confused many clan elders, and once wondered if Yang Ze had hurt his brain at a critical moment.

Even in the silence of the surroundings on a clear night, when the slender shadow wrapped in a full-body skirt robe entered the camp, Yang Ze was still warning himself, "This is not an illusion."

The moonlight shone obliquely through the curtain of the tent, because the moonlight of the mountain was as bright as a plate, and the pale white pillars of light in the tent could be seen with the naked eye, and the light flying flotsam danced in it, so silent that there seemed to be no sound.

Lifting off the hood, Ji Linger's black hair and deep and beautiful face appeared at first glance like the first sunny day after the snow.

There was a bang, and it resounded in Yang Ze's mind. After all, the transformation of the divine consciousness ** is a little ethereal, and her soft voice is like a dream after all. But at this time, seeing that Ji Ling'er, who was originally separated by the sky in the Xituo Temple and above the countless forces of the mainland countries, had really passed through the sea of storms, and at this time came to the Far East where he Yang Ze was exiled, Yang Ze could suddenly feel that the life of fleeing and hunting and preying like a hyena during this period of time was gone, and it seemed that they had returned to the way they first saw the peach blossoms. It's just that they have all been swept into this colossal fate then, and they didn't expect to meet, but they met like this.

Seeing Yang Ze's fiery gaze, Ji Ling'er smiled, but her face flushed a little in the moonlight, "When I was parting before, I told you to live well, you don't have to fulfill your promise, you don't have to come to me again"

In that encounter with Daye Kingdom, the most important thing was not the promise that Yang Ze was so high-spirited at that time, she did not expect to see Yang Ze again in her lifetime. Not to mention the extravagance that Yang Ze would be able to go to the Darcido Temple. Seeing too much of life withering under various powers, she just hopes that Yang Ze can live well. Ji Ling'er has been trained since she was a child to need a clear Taoist mind to understand the world, and she can't participate in joys and sorrows, and she can't be hindered. There used to be many white-clothed brothers and sisters in the temple who were as cheerful and sunny as her, and they would go to different places every year to practice, and then gather at the end of the year to talk about the news, and then they would be separated at the beginning of the next day, and they would be reunited in the season of ice and snow. Therefore, often when ice and snow fall and cover the earth, it is the warmest and brightest day in Ji Linger's heart. However, as she grew older, she began to find that many of the friends she met this year could not wait to return in the winter snow of the second year. There were fewer and fewer friends around her, and the chats they had gathered together were becoming more and more silent. They relied on each other, clinging to each other, and then the following winter and snow season, and they had fewer people returning from afar to reunite.

Later, I heard that those who disappeared went to heaven, and the young Ji Linger didn't know where his senior brothers and sisters went to heaven at that time, and finally knew that it meant that they would never come back. So she often stands lonely in the wind and snow, and Bingling Winter Snow renders her figure more beautiful and lonely every year.

Until that time when the master was injured, she couldn't help but cry, and as a result, she was thrown out of the ice and snow temple gate by the master who had always loved him, she slapped the temple door with her heart and cried, and stayed outside the cold snow for three days and three nights, until the tears in the corners of her eyes turned into ice slag.

Finally, the door of the hall opened, and she never saw the last of her master.

From that time on, Ji Linger cut off the expectations of the people she was waiting for, and from that time on, Ji Linger began to care about how many people would go to the ends of the earth at the beginning of the year, and who would return in the season of winter and snow. Since then, Ji Linger has been accustomed to dealing with people indifferently, I don't know if it's because her intelligence is used to flattery, hoping to win her favor with the world, or because she's afraid that some people she can't wait to return.

Yang Ze may be an outlier, which makes her seem to have returned to the days when she got along with those people in the past and lived on each other, so she cares about his life or death. Especially now that the land and sea are so urgent.

"I said you didn't have to come to me again, but now I regret it, so I'm coming to you. Ji Ling'er said it so naturally, but her clear pupils blooming at night made Yang Ze's heart boil. Because you have lost it, sometimes you don't want to lose it again. In comparison, are these difficulties in navigating the continental countries, stepping on the seas of the Far East, and crossing the sea of storms? And after that, she really didn't seem to think about it, but the power she possessed was enough to support her not to think about what to do in the future.

"And please promise me one more thing. Yang Ze said.

"Yes, you say. Ji Ling'er stood gently.

"I want to hug you. ”

Facing Yang Ze's blazing eyes, Ji Linger was slightly stunned.

Then Yang Ze stepped forward and took Ji Ling'er in the skirt into his arms, smelling the fragrance of her hairline under her crystal earlobes, her body as warm as jade, Yang Ze leaned sideways and kissed Ji Ling'er on the lips without any psychological omemen.

A strong life doesn't need to be explained. There is no need to hesitate. Words are like dwarfs to giants who have no say in action.

Ji Linger's clear eyes widened at that moment, and the energy of her body's surging energy exploded, and the power of the Heavenly Xuan Realm was like an angry wind sweeping away the dead leaves for the Earth Xuan Realm, slaughtering and annihilating anyone who dared to violate and desecrate her sacred body.

Yang Ze's tent suddenly swelled. His throat was sweet, and the hand holding Ji Ling'er was weak, as if he was about to be blasted out by an irresistible force, along with the entire camp tent that was about to be destroyed. But at that moment, he was grabbed by a pair of slender arms and grabbed back, facing Ji Ling'er's annoyed and ashamed demeanor under the autumn waves. This bright bewitching is like a goddess blooming in the moonlight.

(To be continued)