At first glance, seeing the face that she thought she would never see again in her life, Yu Luoxia could no longer control her emotions, and hugged the person in front of her tightly, as if she didn't feel the pain of the wound.

Bei Ming Xiu felt that his body was tightly clamped by an iron hoop, and he could barely move.

Yu Luoxia's reaction was much more intense than he imagined, so much so that he was still a little confused.

"I thought you were dead...... Yu Luoxia choked up, feeling the temperature on Bei Mingxiu's body, and said sadly, "Since you are alive, why don't you come to me?"

A monstrous wave suddenly set off in the heart of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

He knew very well that he had sent a lot of sword books to her from Wu'an Sword Peak, and he had personally watched Shang Yunjian send out the sword books, how could Yu Luoxia think that he was still a dead man when he received the letter?

It was impossible for Shang Yunjian not to deliver the sword book, he had been making sure that he could devote himself to the cultivation of the Shoreless Sword Peak, and he would not do such things that harmed others and himself.

Could it be that the sword book was intercepted by whom?

Bei Ming Xiu didn't have time to think about it anymore.

Looking at the person crying with the pear blossom and the rain in his arms, Bei Mingxiu's heart was filled with sourness.

For more than a year, he is probably a shadow in Yu Luoxia's heart.

He couldn't argue with anything, but said, "I'm sorry." ”

"I came back late. ”

Yu Luoxia raised her head in a daze, shook her head seriously, buried her face in the placket of his chest, and couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing from her tone: "It's good to come back." ”

There was no temperature on Bei Mingxiu's body as before, but the feeling it brought to her was still very warm.

It's good to see you again.

Bei Mingxiu gently hugged Yu Luoxia's slender waist and said, "I didn't mean not to come to you. ”

"I know. Yu Luoxia raised her head and said with some guilt, "I also want to say sorry to you." ”

"It's been so long, your brother, I still can't find it. ”

Looking at the pitiful person in front of him, Bei Mingxiu felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and comforted: "Xiao Shuo's matter, leave it to me in the future." ”

"It's what I'm going to do, and it's up to me to keep doing it. ”

Yu Luoxia said seriously: "Your business is my business." ”

The Northern Cultivator smiled.

Our business?

That's nice.

"It's my fault that I haven't heard from me for more than a year. Bei Mingxiu gently combed the ends of Yu Luoxia's hair, and said with a resolute tone, "It won't be like this in the future." ”

There were tears in the corners of Yu Luoxia's eyes, and her smile was already bright and sunny: "What you said, don't regret it." ”

It's not that you can't, it's not allowed.

She wouldn't let him go back.

Bei Mingxiu's heart moved, and he said in a low voice: "Never." ”

Yu Luoxia snorted and opened her hand lightly, with a smile on her face.

Since the accident of Bei Ming Xiu, she hadn't smiled so happily for a long time.

Bei Mingxiu looked at the person in front of him with a smile on his face, and reached out to gently hug her.

Just like last year, when they walked side by side.

Northern Meditation really misses that journey.

Although there were many difficulties along the way, they all carried it together, but the final part of the separation, until now he didn't want to reminisce.

Yu Luoxia will never know what kind of existence was hidden in that lifeless area at the beginning.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator thinks so.

But he suddenly felt an uncomfortable smell.

In his sea of knowledge, the fallen yuan was beating gently, like a child excited to see a friend.

After Fang Chengyu forcibly smashed the Fallen Yuan and the Fallen Yuan's control method into his body, it had not moved for a long time.

Fallen Yuan's sudden activity was like cold water poured on Bei Mingxiu's head, which directly made his spirit tense.

The heavens moved slowly, gently wrapping the girl in her arms.

Beiming's heart also tightened, hoping that his judgment was wrong.

......

The fifth light marquis was the one who was the most seriously injured in the field.

Hit Qi Tian with a stick, even if he had a deep background, he was almost directly beaten back to Zhongzhou City, and the spiritual power in his body was still extremely disordered, and even the most basic body protection was extremely difficult.

Because of this, when the wind and rain fell on him, he was no longer able to shake them apart with his spiritual power, making him look like an extremely miserable chicken.

And Bei Mingxiu and Yu Luoxia were not far away from each other, and they only had each other in their eyes, and they had forgotten him, so they looked more and more embarrassed.

If he gets sick from the rain, I'm afraid there will be one more joke in the cultivation world.

The Fifth Light Marquis soon saw the big ice umbrella inserted in the ground, so he tried his best to hide in the shade tremblingly, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Only then did he see that there was another person under the big ice umbrella.

Su Lanting, who was wearing a green shirt, kept his eyes on Bei Mingxiu and Yu Luoxia not far away, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but from his point of view, this smile was a little desolate.

Sensing the noise on the side, Su Lanting turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest who looked very miserable.

The fifth light marquis had an embarrassed look on his face, and he immediately bowed his hand and said, "Canglang Gate, the fifth light marquis." ”

Su Lanting was slightly stunned, and replied: "Yilan Mountain, Su Lanting." ”

The fifth light marquis didn't know where the sect of Yilan Mountain was, so he sighed and said sincerely: "It turned out to be a senior disciple of Yilan Mountain, I don't know if you can let me take shelter from the rain here?"

Su Lanting thought to himself, you must not have even heard of Yilan Mountain, and pretended to hear something like a thunderous name, and you really fought hard to avoid the rain.

The fifth light marquis didn't respond, he sat directly cross-legged cleanly, using his spiritual power to recover himself, and his breathing gradually slowed down, as if he was asleep.

This is a simple or even rough luck method, which has a certain effect on the recovery of internal injuries, but if it is disturbed, the qi and blood will be directly retrograde, and the injury will be aggravated.

At this time, if Su Lanting forcibly wanted to throw him out, it would be tantamount to wanting to kill him.

It's clear that this is here.

Su Lanting didn't have the idea of driving him out, but now he has it, and even wants to implement it.

But she couldn't bully a seriously injured person, so she refocused her eyes on the pair of people who were exchanging feelings in the rain, and silently blessed them in her heart.

The ice umbrella still stands here, and the rain rolls down from the edge of the umbrella like a pearl, with the hazy scenery outside the umbrella, which has a unique flavor.

Sulan Pavilion is a person in the scene.

But she wasn't in the real sights.

She laughed to herself, feeling the coolness in the wind and rain.

Suddenly, she looked at Bei Ming Xiu in disbelief, and subconsciously wanted to scream.

Beside her, the Fifth Light Hou, who was pretending to run the unreliable luck method, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of surprise.

In their eyes, Bei Mingxiu was still gently holding Yu Luoxia, but the whole person was like a sharp sword, exuding a solemn intent that was seriously inconsistent with the romantic atmosphere.

All around them were covered with ice blades, and the chill was unexpected.