It's still a quiet night.

It took Lin Futian a lot of effort to crawl out of the pit. However, the word "crawl" does not seem particularly appropriate, because the word "crawl" is only used by those who are embarrassed. Seeing that Lin Futian's clothes were clean and there was no dirt, it was not a mess, so did it mean that if the clothes were clean, it couldn't be called "embarrassed"? But looking at his expression, it didn't seem to be as relaxed as he imagined. So you can call it "embarrassment", right?

The woman who was still sitting on the white chair smiled childlikely, and since she looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, it was not very strange to smile like this. But after thinking about it, she can't be called a "human", but a "fairy spider" who has achieved success and advanced cultivation. Such a smile seems to become strange. According to her real age, she should not be able to smile so innocently like a child. Is it because she has a childlike innocence that has never been lost, or is it because all this is just an illusion that she has woken?

Lin Futian raised his head, a little hesitant to tell her these strange thoughts in his heart, after thinking about it carefully, he still decided to put it in his heart and not tell her. He didn't want to be thrown into the pit by her again. It was a very uncomfortable feeling in the pit, not only was it uncomfortable, but it was also very dirty inside. I don't know which of the two is the one that makes him the most uncomfortable? But Lin Futian knows in his heart that he has both.

Although black clothes are resistant to dirt, they still give people a headache when they encounter things like dust. Because they will attach to it, even if you pat off the dust on it and look down, it still doesn't feel very clean, and if you go on like this, it's full of bad heart.

"Senior, why don't you want to share such a beautiful scenery with me?" Lin Futian raised his head and asked while rubbing his sore neck.

On the high chair, the white legs swayed slightly, and the small bell at her feet rang "jingle bell", and the sound was very good. The woman in white didn't look back, she just looked at the round moon quietly, and couldn't see her gaze clearly. So it feels a little hazy.

All of this looks a bit like a fantasy again.

Lin Futian sat cross-legged on the ground, he slowly raised his hands, and a layer of cloud-like aura gathered from all directions of the forest, traveling around Lin Futian lightly, and the white mist shrouded it in it, hazy.

He seemed to be learning from the woman in white, slowly weaving himself into a fantasy.

The woman in white obviously paid attention to the movement on the ground, she poked her head out, and looked at the "fog" on the ground, a little surprised. She muttered to herself, "I actually used the remnants of the aura left by me to create the illusion for my own use, I didn't expect this human to be quite smart." Her eyes were crooked, and she didn't expect this person to be unexpectedly funny. The woman in white continued to look at the movement on the ground, with interest

The white legs shook a little more.

She frowned, "Isn't it too bold to absorb so much chaotic aura and use it for your own use?"

However, after seeing Lin Futian's face as usual, the woman in white gradually relaxed. For this mysterious young man, she really had a lot of surprises.

The white mist still swirled slowly around him, bridging the gap between him and the aura world outside, shuttling back and forth.

She smiled, looking forward to it. "Using my aura residue as a medium, communicating between the small world of my human body and the big world outside to hone my sword intent, what a bold person. The woman muttered.

Lin Futian used the pure aura left over from the illusion created by the woman in white to refine his sword intent and sword qi, saving the time to slowly gather the aura and greatly improving the efficiency of cultivation.

If there are spirit creatures in the world, they may be gifted by heaven and earth, and the creature "fairy spider" is even more so. They have their own unique methods for the convergence and absorption of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The faster you can absorb and gather aura, the stronger your ability to create illusions. Take this young man in white who has successfully transformed into an example, she is an outstanding example. When she gathered her aura to create an illusion and transform the pattern of heaven and earth, it had actually been completed in just a blink of an eye. This is enough to show that her strength is not bad, and the level of spiritual energy refinement she has gathered must be extraordinary heaven and earth aura.

Therefore, Lin Futian wanted to take advantage of her to disperse the illusion not long ago, and wanted to gather those illusion realm pure aura that had not completely dispersed for his own use, refining the sword qi and sword intent. Before, in the Phantom Realm, he couldn't absorb those precious aura, because her cultivation and realm were far higher than Lin Futian, so there was no connection between him and those auras at that time. But fortunately, she dispersed the illusion, allowing him to take the opportunity to collect those scattered pure spiritual qi and turn it into his own use. As a result, the results are still very good.

The corners of Lin Futian's mouth were hooked, and his hands slowly pressed down.

The white mist gradually became sharper, like the tips of swords pointing outward, revealing their edges.

The woman in white widened her eyes: "The sword qi and the aura have actually reached [resonance] so quickly?!Who is this person?"

It's no wonder that the woman was surprised, because all the people in the world who can communicate with the aura of heaven and earth as quickly as Lin Futian and achieve sword qi [resonance] are often some old monsters who have practiced for thousands of years, even if there are amazing talents, there is definitely no one who is so smooth and comfortable as him.

The woman in white exclaimed: "It's really better than blue." The times are really different from before, how long has it been......" She raised her head and looked into the distance, her palm holding the wrap of paper tightening slightly.

Lin Futian opened his eyes, a flash of essence disappeared, he clenched his fists, and suddenly clenched his fists.

The air engine is swollen and the dust is flying.

The sword qi [Flow Attack] swirled around Lin Futian like a storm, his big sleeves fluttering, and his hair flying.

Lin Futian smiled, slowly

Slowly release your fists. Gradually, the vision subsided.

"Hey, human boy, who the hell are you?" asked the woman in white, shaking her legs.

Although her face was still blurred, as if there was always a layer of white mist shrouded in it, her face in Lin Futian's heart gradually became clearer.

Lin Futian raised his head and said with a smile: "Good man." ”

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and suppressed the urge to bounce the annoying creature away, and she continued, "Say it well. ”

Lin Futian smiled, feeling that he couldn't joke anymore, so he had to answer truthfully: "My name is Lin Futian, and I am from the Lin family in the northwest. ”

The woman in white nodded: "Oh, no wonder, it turned out to be the son of the Northwest Lin family." She looked down at the young man dressed in black and asked, "Why did the kid from the Lin family go here, it seems that this is not your way home?"

Lin Futian smiled: "I didn't want to go home?"

The woman wondered, "Oh, don't you miss home?"

Lin Futian thought for a while and said, "A little bit of a thought." ”

The woman in white rolled her eyes and said, "What a white-eyed wolf, haven't you missed home for so long?"

Lin Futian stood up and shook his sleeves, the dust that had just fallen on his clothes had disappeared, and the black robe had become brand new.

He looked up and suddenly asked, "Are you homesick?"

The woman in white didn't answer, but just raised her head, unable to see her face clearly.

Lin Futian just stood quietly in place, raising his head.

After a while.

The woman in white suddenly raised her arm, she was holding the paper bag in her hand, "This contains the nails he left for me, he said that this is a part of his body, he gave me a part of his body, let me keep it." Said that he would come back to me one day, and that when that day came, we would be married. But ......" the woman's eyes were sad, and her voice was poignant.

Lin Fu was surprised, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't he come back?"

The woman in white sighed and did not answer Lin Futian's words.

It seems so.

Lin Futian asked, "You...... Love him?"

The woman in white said, "I can't remember how long it has been, about loving him." I can't remember how long I've been waiting here, time is such a damn thing, I forget so many things, but I still remember him. I love him and he loves me. I'm absolutely sure about it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been waiting for him all the time. ”

Lin Futian looked at the woman in white sitting high on the chair, and somehow, he always felt that she was not as domineering and unreasonable as she looked, but seemed a little lonely.

He couldn't help but think of a sentence: "The more you yearn for the light, the more you must silently take root in the darkness." ”

Perhaps the woman in white did not have the slightest malice towards Lin Futian and his party from beginning to end. It's just that because of their intrusion in the forest burial day, the woman in white is afraid that she will miss the person she has been waiting for.

If we can calm down and think about the things in the world, we will gradually degenerate

For the dead thing.

Lin Futian suddenly smiled and said, "Senior, I want to know how you met and fell in love? He asked, apprehensive.

The woman in white didn't know what to think, and her face was a little blushing. She didn't refuse, but smiled and talked about her sweet past, telling it eloquently.

The past is like wine, the longer it is stored, the more intoxicating the fragrance will become when the mud seal is unsealed.

He said at the time, there are so many stars in the sky, and if I don't have them to admire, then those stars will no longer shine in his eyes. He also said...... You only love me one in your life. The woman in white blushed with shame, and her eyes were a little red.

The woman in white was still tall, but the white chair under her gradually disappeared, rising from the ground and slowly dispersing.

Lin Futian was slightly stunned, he raised his head and saw the blushing side face of the woman in white.

In the faint moonlight, she looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

There are not many truths in the world, and a woman's blush has long been better than a long story.

Lin Futian put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and smiled kindly.

(End of chapter)