The fairy in white looks exactly the same as Qing Xuan, and is Qing Xuan's doppelganger.

Looking at her sad and melancholy face, Luo Jing couldn't help but be concerned.

Even if he knew that this was not the real Qing Xuan, he didn't want such sadness to appear on this face.

If he could, he would have liked to have a smile on his face forever.

Luo Jing hesitated: "Why don't I let the storyteller change the story?" Say something upbeat and funny? ”

Luo Jing wanted to enlighten this fairy in white.

Although a god incarnation listens to the story and listens to tears in his eyes, this kind of thing is more or less outrageous.

But Luo Jing has encountered a lot of outrageous things, and he doesn't care about these two things.

But the fairy in white just looked at him quietly, with complicated eyes.

After a while, he shook his head slowly, even if he responded.

She still didn't plan to talk to Luo Jing.

Ever since Luo Jing arrived in Haiyan City, the fairy in white seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Obviously, when she was in the desert, she also squeezed Luo Jing with sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

But when he entered the Central Plains, Luo Jing found that the fairy in white had changed a lot.

She is no longer indifferent to Luo Jing, but she no longer talks to Luo Jing, and it seems that her ability to speak has been completely lost.

And it's not just the ability to speak that has been lost.

On several occasions when Luo Jing practiced the sword technique of refining the Demon Blood Sword in the Taixu Immortal Realm, the fairy in white made mistakes in the process of practicing with Luo Jing. Theoretically, she should have mastered the Demon Refining Blood Sword seamlessly, but when she used the sword technique, a flaw suddenly appeared, and it was an extremely obvious flaw.

At that moment, not only Luo Jing's expression was shocked, but even the fairy in white fell into deep thought.

Although that case only appeared a few times.

But it is true that this incarnation of his divine soul became more and more wrong after Luo Jing stepped into the realm of summoning gods.

Luo Jing began to wonder if it was because the fairy in white had a sexual disagreement with him.

After all, this fairy in white is not his clone, but from Qing Xuan's side.

Although because of a certain connection between the gods and souls of the husband and wife, the fairy in white came to his side, but after all, it was not his god clone.

Luo Jing's cultivation was fine when he was low, but as his cultivation increased, Luo Jing needed to be closely connected with the Divine Soul Incarnation, which caused the phase incompatibility between the two to become more and more serious.

Luo Jing even had a hidden worry in his heart, but when he reached the realm of evoking gods, the fairy in white had already begun to show his decline.

What happens if I continue to practice on my own?

In the past few days, sometimes when he was practicing in the Taixu Immortal Realm, Luo Jing even suddenly found that the person in front of him had changed.

It seemed that the person who was training with him in the desert was no longer a fairy in white, but a black-robed demon venerable who was dull and looked exactly like him.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Although such a visual error only appears for a moment, it can be restored to normal in the next moment.

But it appeared several times in succession, which made Luo Jing puzzled.

He rummaged through the collection of books in the Heavenly Book Pavilion, but could not find any books that recorded a similar situation.

The incarnation of a divine soul that has never been summoned by a cultivator will be the image of someone else.

But Luo Jing came to wait for Qing Xuan today after all.

He was more concerned about when Qing Xuan would arrive and whether he would come today.

Although the demeanor of the Divine Soul Incarnation was a little abnormal, he didn't care much.

After the persuasion of words had no effect, Luo Jing turned his head and continued to look in the direction of the city gate, carefully observing everyone who came in from the outside, hoping to see the white-clothed Qing Xuan stepping into Haiyan City in the next second.

The process of waiting is tedious and a little anxious.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and everyone who stepped into the city gate disappointed Luo Jing.

He didn't see Qing Xuan's figure.

But time seems to have passed quickly.

Before you know it, the sunset has set, and the sunset on the horizon is rendered blood-red by the sunset.

Luo Jing, who had been sitting by the window on the second floor of Heshun Restaurant for a day, was stunned in his heart.

Qing Xuan didn't come......

But Luo Jing didn't leave, he still sat by the window and waited.

It's just starting to get dark, and today hasn't passed yet, maybe Qing Xuan is on her way to come now?

Luo Jing found a reason in his heart and continued to sit by the window and wait.

Even if you really can't see Qing Xuan today, it's okay, come back on fifteen.

The Lingyun Immortal Sect came to Haiyan City tens of thousands of miles away, the mountains were high and the roads were far away, and Qing Xuan might not be so fast.

Luo Jing thought about all kinds of possibilities, but the anxiety in his heart increased......

……

A bitter cold wind howled through the streets of Sea Rock City.

The snow is piled up on the eaves of Heshun Restaurant.

The ice picks hanging under the eaves, like curtains, blocked the woman's view.

She sat by the window on the second floor, staring in the direction of the east gate and the street below.

After the heavy snowfall, Haiyan City is a little deserted, and there are not many people traveling on the streets.

And those people, she didn't know any of them, and she couldn't find the figure she wanted to see.

Shen Qingxuan came to Haiyan City three days ago.

Although she wanted to go to the Heavenly Book Pavilion to meet that person, she knew that she couldn't be anxious yet, her husband's demonic mana had not yet been transformed, and as a disciple of the Lingyun Immortal Sect, she should not contact her incognito husband.

When the time comes, it will be a catastrophe for the husband to attract the attention of those who have a heart.

She just came to the east gate of Haiyan City every day to wait, waiting for her husband's figure to appear.

Although her husband wore a human skin mask, she could recognize the face, after all, she had seen it in her dreams.

However, after three days of waiting, I didn't see my husband appear.

This husband of mine is indeed cautious, saying that he met on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, but he really only showed up on the fifteenth day of the new year.

But today is the first day of December, why hasn't my husband shown up?

Shen Qingxuan, who was sitting by the window, had a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

The window of the restaurant where she was visible was visible to everyone who passed by the street below.

If her husband comes, he will definitely find her at a glance.

But he didn't show up...... Could it be that her husband is waiting for the night?

When it's dark and it's deserted, see her again?

Shen Qingxuan pondered such a possibility.

She sat by the window and silently watched the snow in the city.

This year's heavy snowfall came early.

In the cold and windy Haiyan City, the eaves are white.

A familiar playful laugh appeared on the side.

"Senior sister, what are you looking at? It's so fascinating to watch. ”

The little junior sister Jiang Muxue came out with a smile and asked curiously.

Shen Qingxuan sighed in her heart, a little speechless.

This little junior sister appeared, and the husband probably didn't dare to approach.

I have to find a way to get this little junior sister away......

As she spoke, she looked at the little junior sister, but found that the little junior sister was wearing a small bald head beside her.

The little monk looked like he was six or seven years old, white and tender, wearing a yellow monk's robe, quite cute, like a porcelain doll.

Shen Qingxuan was a little stunned: "Where did you kidnap the little monk from?" ”

Jiang Muxue patted the little monk's bald head with a smile and said, "What is the abduction, this is a monk of the Brahma Pure Land!" Although he is only six years old, his future is limitless. ”

Saying that, Jiang Muxue said: "Come, Zhizhen, call Senior Sister quickly." ”

"My senior sister is a master among masters, if you make her happy, a little guidance will be enough for you for a lifetime...... Hey, hey, hey......"

Jiang Muxue smiled proudly, obviously having a very good relationship with this little monk named Zhizhen.