It was noon in a flash, and Murong Zan specially instructed Xiao Dezi to prepare some good dishes, which were very in line with the taste of Changsun Jingru and others, but they never saw Murong Xiu and Jian'er, and they couldn't be hungry anyway, so they went to them.

At this time, Murong Xiu and Jian Er were sitting on the edge of the cliff, leaning on their shoulders, without saying too much, even if they were sitting like this, they were already very full.

The breeze caressed the bamboo sea, making the bamboo leaves rustle, and also blowing the hair of the two people. Murong Xiu turned his head and smiled gently, and casually straightened the hair on Jian Er's forehead, his movements were very light and gentle, and Jian Er's heart was about to melt.

"Repair, your hair ......"

When Jian Er's jade fingers slid over Murong Xiu's hair, she vaguely saw a trace of white hair, but then disappeared, thinking that she was dazzled.

Grabbing Jian Er's soft and boneless little hand, Murong Xiu shook his head with a smile.

"It's okay, it's affected by the soul of the white tiger, it's not really white. ”

"The soul of the White Tiger?"

Jian Er didn't know what the soul of the White Tiger was, but she could let Murong Xiu be affected by it, and she had the name of the Holy Beast, so she must have had another adventure for Murong Xiu.

"Ah, it's my third natal artifact after refining, then again, I haven't seen Xiaobai for a long time, and I don't know where the old man has hidden, but the old man said before that he will release it in two or three months. ”

As soon as Xiao Bai was mentioned, Murong Xiu missed it for a while, the cute little guy had been hidden by Murong Bai Xue for several months, and he had also looked for it in the Qi Sect, but he didn't find it, and then Murong Bai was impatient with him and told him that the tangible qi on Xiao Bai's body was too heavy and would interfere with his next cultivation, so he didn't release it.

"Xiaobai, is it a white tiger?"

Blinking her big cute eyes, Jian Er asked with interest.

"It's a boring guy who gave it a name, the full name is Cat Xiaobai, said it was a white tiger, I think it's more like a little white cat of this size, but unfortunately you can't see it this time. ”

With the cuteness of Mao Xiaobai, no girl would not like it, Murong Xiu stretched out his palm and gestured, which immediately made Jian Er giggle.

"I finally know why the old man hid Xiaobai, giggles, !!"

The title of master was admitted by Murong Bai himself before, and it was an affirmation of her apprentice and daughter-in-law, so it was natural for Jian Er to call out.

"Why?"

Pretending to be pensive, Murong Xiu touched his chin, he hadn't thought about this problem from beginning to end, he had always thought that the old man really didn't want him to be disturbed, and now listening to Jian'er, it seemed like he had some stories.

"It's always Xiaobai, Xiaobai's call, it's strange if the master is not angry with you, giggle!!"

Jian'er covered her mouth, and her waist was about to bend with laughter.

"Hey, why didn't I think of it, or my Jane'er is smart, haha, the old man is trying to cover up, Xiaobai, Laobai, haha!!"

Even if Murong Xiu's thinking was sluggish, he found that he had revealed an important problem, and there was a white character in his name, which gave him another weapon against the old man, and he was so excited that he hugged Jian Er.

Zhuhai, the beauty, danced in the pure land of the Qi Sect, they laughed, danced, and left everything behind, in each other's world, in each other's eyes, there was only one person, the sky was the proof, and the earth was the mirror.

How they want time to stay in this moment, forever and ever, they are indisputable characters, they just want to be together so calmly and happily, never abandon, and accompany each other until old age.

Tired and hungry, Murong Xiu went to the river under the cliff to catch fish, after a barbecue, Jian Er feasted, her mouth was full of grease, he wiped her with his own hands, tired and sleepy, they sat by the campfire, slept shoulder to shoulder, leaning on each other as they did in childhood.

"My good Jane'er, I won't let you wait too long, when that time comes, I will take you, you, travel all over the land of Zhongzhou, see the beauty of the world, and then build two small houses here, and accompany the old man to play chess and drink every day, do you say okay?"

This is what Murong Xiu yearns for the most, but it's a pity that Jian Er couldn't hear it with her own ears, otherwise she would definitely hear the loopholes in his words. Maybe he was really tired, Jian Er fell asleep on his shoulder like this, pulled the coat he was carrying and draped it on Jian Er, and leaned Jian Er's head against him, and then he closed his eyes contentedly.

"Hmph, playing chess, drinking tea, and thinking about occupying Lao Tzu's place, don't think about it if you don't give me a few good apprentices. ”

In the dark, Murong Bai grinned and snorted, he didn't mean to come here, he was just passing by, but he didn't expect to hear Murong Xiu's words just now, and he couldn't help but be touched in his heart.

Murong Xiu and Jian'er depend on each other for their lives, and regard each other as the closest people, and the same is true for Murong Bai, although he has always called the old man on his lips, he still respects him very much in his heart, without Murong Bai, there would be no him now, in his heart Murong Bai has always been like a master and a father.

Besides, Murong Bai has been alone for decades, with no children and no daughters under his knees, and he has treated Murong Xiu as his own child since the day he accepted him as an apprentice, and after these ten years of getting along, he didn't regard Murong Xiu as his own.

The hero sighed silently, looking at the two children who showed their true feelings, Murong Bai looked at the starry sky and sighed.

"Jing'er, if I hadn't been too stubborn back then, maybe our children would have been older than them!"

Time is the best proof, a love can't be hidden, even if it has been covered up by the years for decades, it is still indelible, and it is better to die of old age and leave regrets later.

The spring breeze whispers all night, and the morning dew is kind. Murong Xiu and Jian Er had a bumpy fate, since ten years ago, they have gathered less and left more, and they have a good ability far beyond mortals, but they are forced by practical things, and they have to bury their whole thoughts in the bottom of their hearts, waiting for it to become a pair of beautiful people.

This short distance further intensified Murong Xiu's desire to strengthen his heart, and after sending Jian Er back to his residence to freshen up, he also returned to simply freshen up.

"Senior Brother Murong is here?"

Just as Murong Xiu pushed the door, the voice of the eldest grandson Jingru suddenly came from outside the house, whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, he had too many entanglements with this woman, even if he had let go of the separation from Jian'er back then, he didn't know how to face this woman.

When they met a few months ago, the eldest grandson Jingru seemed to be a different person, and his behavior made him feel a little hot when he thought about it now.

"Could it be that this Nizi also loves me?"

Touching his nose silently, Murong Xiu smiled self-deprecatingly, and then opened the door.

The faint aroma suddenly came in, giving people a very fresh feeling. East Chu, West Changsun, South Lan, and North Mo Ting, as one of the four beauties in the world of cultivating immortals, the eldest grandson Jingru does have its own merits.

Just like ten years ago, the white clothes are better than the snow, the almost perfect figure is concave and convex, and the three thousand green silk is draped on her shoulders like a waterfall, setting off her whole person like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and her temperament is extraordinary.

"Yo, senior sister, you won't come to see me after you dress up carefully, you really flattered my junior brother!"

With a joking smile, no matter how narcissistic Murong Xiu was, he would not really think that Eldest Sun Jingru had anything to think of him, and the reason why he said this was just to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

"Flim Flam!"