"In this heavenly law, there is a special path for immortals, and it is difficult to become dependents. Huaxin raised his eyes and glanced deeply at Heguang Tongchen, curled his lips and smiled, "So don't be too sad." ”

He Guang Tongchen was completely stunned this time, stopped the feather fan shaking in his hand, and wondered, "Why did the donor say this?"

Why?

It's not that he looks at his fairy grace and grace, and it is a good year, but he is tired by Tiantiao, sad, and left home, so he comforts him.

Childe is as beautiful as jade, so he should naturally turn back.

After his heart turned around, he smiled and didn't answer, and asked, "What's your master's name?"

Huaxin is still very curious about this fairy girl, she has a respected status in the god realm, and it stands to reason that all the gods and goddesses have gone to visit her, even if most of her are rejected, but she will generally remember her name when she receives the ceremony, so even if she hasn't seen it, she has probably heard of it.

If this fairy girl was really desperate for love and died by the catastrophe, she would have to worship and worship in the future; if this fairy girl was just afraid of the catastrophe and died, leaving this stupid monk alone and not changing, then she must also go to the monk to arrest her back and ask for clarification.

The painting smiled tactfully, and replied simply with the light, "The honorific title of the family teacher, Qingge." ”

"Qing Ge Shangxian?" exclaimed.

The honesty of He Guang Tongchen surprised Huaxin, who originally thought that he would be honest only if he poured him several jars of wine, and the answer given by Heguang Tongchen surprised Huaxin.

"Does the donor know the teacher?" He Guang Tongchen was much calmer than the painting, and asked calmly.

"I've heard a little. ”

Huaxin slowly raised his head, looking at the red sky in the distance, and the memories in his mind were swirling and coming one after another.

Qing Ge Shangxian is also somewhat famous in the god realm.

There are many fairies in the heavenly realm, and the reason why Qing Ge is famous is because of her age, only 20,000 years younger than her old man, and she is considered an older immortal, with deep cultivation and a naturally more valuable identity. The second is ...... Because......

Everyone in the heavenly realm knows that the Qing Ge Immortal and the Nine Shadows Goddess are actually five points similar, like sisters.

In more than 100,000 years, Huaxin and Qingge have occasionally met so many times, and Huaxin has to admit that Qingge is indeed like her, if it weren't for Huaxin knowing that she was conceived by heaven and earth, without father and mother, she really believed that Qingge was her long-lost sister.

"Are you...... Think I'm like her?"

He Guang Tongchen looked at the painting seriously, and the blurred image of Qing Ge in his memory suddenly became clear, and he suddenly realized that Qing Ge and her ...... It's very similar indeed.

No wonder, he always felt something familiar with her. But he also knows that this familiarity comes not only from looks.

Looking at the painting heart's eyebrows slightly stunned, He Guangtongchen couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "If you look closely, the family teacher has indeed gained some charm from the donor." ”

As soon as he got the recognition of Heguang Tongchen, Huaxin immediately said angrily, "That's why you will take care of me in every way, and try to take me back to Qinglou, and trick me into being your master, you do so much, just to use me as a substitute for her!"

The painting was anxious and angry, and he spoke harshly, and he was stunned for a while. The hot flames burst out of the furnace and burned his fingertips with light and dust before he woke up, but he pursed his lips and chuckled lightly, and said lightly, "You are different from her." ”

The voice of the light and dust was warm and moist, and then he lowered his head and carefully fanned the fan to control the fire.

After a moment of silence, Huaxin stared at the medicine stove, only to feel that the flames on the stove had burned all the way to her heart, and the flames were scorching, and she couldn't hold it back.

"I'm naturally different from her!"

In the heat of the moment, Huaxin suddenly knocked over the medicine jar with his sleeves, boiling water splashed, and the hot jade porcelain jar burned a blood-red wound on her wrist, because the poison of the devouring god spread all over her body, affecting the muscle energy of her body's self-recovery, the wound did not heal immediately, and the bright red blood dripped down her fingertips, shocking.

The painting grinned in distress, but still said angrily, "I'm not her, you don't have to bother with me, and you don't have to make up for what you owe to her." ”

After an inexplicable temper was over, He Guang Tongchen was only silent, and the painting calmed down, and felt that his behavior was too rude, and his words were a little heavy, and he said slowly, "Anyway, my disease can't be cured." ”

"It's because you're not her that I'm going through these thoughts. He Guang Tongchen paused for a moment, and then said, "In this world, there are only doctors who don't care, and there are no diseases that can't be cured." ”

As if he had no temper, he was not annoyed at all, and he didn't care that the decoction that had been boiled for three hours was scattered on the ground, and as soon as he grasped the injured wrist of the painting heart, he carefully cleaned the wound, applied the medicine, and said in a voice that made people feel relieved when he heard it, "It will be fine." ”

Huaxin struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, so he simply didn't move, and Ren and Guang tossed in the same dust.

"If it weren't for her, why would you treat me so kindly. Huaxin looked at Heguang Tongchen's skillful and cautious movements, and sneered, and his tone was not good.

Why are you so angry all of a sudden?

Probably because, Qingge has always been stained with the light of her old man, and now she wants her old man to be stained with Qingge's light, and her face is a little unbearable.

Huaxin comforted herself so much, but after thinking about it again, when did she care about face?

He Guang Tongchen rubbed the medicine for the painting heart, and did not raise his head and said, "For the benefactor Xu Poor Monk's city is beautiful." ”

"That's all?" Huaxin stared at the knuckles that were as white as jade and the light and dust, and whispered in question.

"The donor returns to Qingcheng with the poor monk, does he really have no other plans?" He Guang Tongchen looked at the painting heart, his eyes were like torches, "The poor monk knows that the donor has a concern in his heart, but he never says anything about returning to the city, doesn't he just want to stay and relieve the siege of Qingcheng?"

was broken by Heguang Tongchen's thoughts, and his heart was coldly accosted, "Then Lord Yaozun thinks how I will solve the siege of Qingcheng?"

The so-called siege of Qingcheng is actually not just the war between the two cities, and the light and dust are slightly dark, but the tone is firm, and the poor monk believes that the pattern of the donor will not be in one city and one pool, but in the whole world. ”

He believes in her, not only to save the city from the scourge of war, but also to save Qingcheng from natural disasters.

Huaxin slowly squinted her eyes, too heavy responsibility and too eager expectation, so that she felt powerless at this time, she was no longer the omnipotent Nine Shadows Goddess at the beginning, after a long time, she said quietly, "What if I say, I'm just here for the city?"

He Guang Tongchen once again saw her heart, and said in one sentence, "The poor monk knows that the donor did come for the city at the beginning, and the poor monk also knows that the donor is now staying for Qingcheng." ”

was seen through by Heguang Tongchen again and again, as if he knew what she thought in her heart. This feeling is not very good, and Huaxin immediately retorted in a panic, "Why are you so sure?" ”

After hesitating for a moment, He Guang Tongchen slowly exhaled, "With the benefactor having a compassionate heart. ”

Heguang Tongchen naturally didn't tell the truth, it wasn't that he wanted to deceive her, but what he relied on was something he couldn't describe clearly in words, and he didn't know why, as long as he was close to her, as long as he could see it, once her mood fluctuated, he could sense it.

It was as if he and hers had the same heart beating in their chests.