Since the strange man gave her the thirteen styles of Tai Chi, Xiao Xuan has been practicing in the plum garden, and when she broke through the bottleneck of the immortals, she was ecstatic, who knew that before she was happy for a while, the heavenly thunder split down one after another. Xiao Xuan tried his best to resist, but in the end he couldn't do it. When he was about to despair, he suddenly saw the man in black, and surprise flashed in his eyes, "Come and help me!"

Zimo smiled dumbly, she didn't know who he was, how could she be so sure that he could help her? Seeing that although she looked anxious, she couldn't hide her beautiful face, at this moment, Zimo suddenly felt that he had a good impression of her. Raising his hand, he waved out a white light curtain, protected the girl inside, and waited until the eighteen heavenly thunders had passed, and then withdrew his spell.

"Thank you for your help, if he needs a Xuannu in the future, even if he speaks, Xuannu will not refuse!" Xiao Xuan jumped up from the ground, reached out and pulled away his long hair, which had already been messed up, and a pair of smart big eyes flashed with a playful look.

"Your name is Xuannu?" Zimo savored the name, her originally serious face became gentle when she saw her lively appearance, "This name is too ordinary, it is better to call it the Nine Heavens Xuannu." ”

"Okay, anyway, you saved my little life, so whatever you say, it's what you say. After speaking, he jumped to his side and asked mysteriously, "Do you still have any immortal books, lend me a look, I have finished learning the thirteen styles, give me another one." ”

"Hehe..." Zimo couldn't help laughing, this girl really didn't recognize life, she was the only one in the world who dared to talk to him like this.

"What are you laughing at? Don't be so stingy, give another copy. Xiao Xuan said with a smile, his ruddy lips and a smile crooked, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Do you know who I am?" Zimo looked at her, in a good mood, and couldn't help but tease her.

"I don't know. Do you have any immortal books?" Xiao Xuan looked at the man in front of him, and felt that he must still have good things, if she sharpened it, she might not be able to get some benefits.

Zimo looked at her greedy appearance and deepened the smile on her lips, this little fairy is very likable, so he is also generous. Spread out the palms of his hands, and a book appeared after the white light slashed, "This is a swordsmanship, if you can understand it, it will be named after you, what do you think?"

"Xuannu Sword Technique?" Xiao Xuan pondered for a moment and shook his head, "It's not good, or is it called Tianxuan Sword Technique?"

"Hehe, you haven't practiced yet, so are you so sure you can do it?" Zimo looked at her serious appearance, and suddenly felt that a place in her heart had become soft.

After pondering for a while, "Tianxuan's sword technique is good, if you can cultivate this sword technique, I will agree with you to use this name!"

Xiao Xuan's clear eyes flashed with excitement, and he tugged at his sleeves with both hands, "Talk about it, I'll go to cultivate, my goal is to honor the throne of God, you have to cheer me on!"

Zimo looked at his hands on his sleeves, white and slender, with oval nails shining with a lustrous pink, looking at the world, it seemed that no one had ever dared to touch him except her, this girl was a little interesting. Looking at her bright face, she slowly faded into shape, and everything will wait for her to cultivate to the god position.

Time passed in a hurry, and as his cultivation deepened, Xiao Xuan gradually became calm. Over the years, Zimo has been by her side, sometimes with her to practice swords, sometimes with her to play chess, so many years he has been her teacher and friend. With his company and guidance, she became a god hundreds of years ago, Zimo recommended her to the emperor and let her receive the position of the god of war, for her, he has always been the person who knows her best.

And Zimo has been silently by her side all these years, he is not a person who is good at expression, so he accompanies her to whisper about the years, and accompanies her to laugh and watch the passing years. It is a kind of happiness and a kind of satisfaction for him. He once said to her: If she is still there after a thousand years, he will carry a ray of sunshine with her and accompany her forward. And she always laughed and didn't say a word.

Time flies by, thousands of years and thousands of years in a flick of his fingers, Xiao Xuan has already become a god on the throne. If it weren't for the appearance of Bailidu, she might only lead the troops to kill every day, it was he who gave her a plain life like water, injected a ray of sunshine, nourished her dry heart with love, let her experience the beauty of loving and being loved, she wanted to share her current happiness with Zimo, so that he also knew how happy she was living now.

The fragrant plum garden in Wutai Mountain, this is where she and Zimo first met. She asked him to come here that day. The gloomy sky is not rainy, the gusts of wind blow through the plum blossoms have fallen, into the garden, only to find that the trees here are no longer a single plum, there are towering sycamores.

Zimo sat behind the piano, his eyes lowered, and his handsome face was plain. His long, graceful fingers plucked the strings like a stream, the quaint sound flowed from his fingertips, and he was immersed in his own world.

He knew the purpose of her appointment to come today. He remembered that when he first saw her, her bright smile, maybe some things had already penetrated each other, but he never said it, he thought she understood, but he never thought that his silence and poor expression would finally make her fall in love with someone else.

He wanted to accompany her to watch the cycle of the four seasons, watch the flowers bloom and fall, and couldn't forget the surprise when he first saw him.

Zimo pressed his hands on the strings, stopped the piano sound, and looked up, she was still her, dressed in red dazzling, with a bright smile, clear eyes, and a happy smile floating on the corner of her lips. It's just that he knows that this smile is not for him.

looked at Xiao Xuan standing opposite, his dark and deep eyes were reluctant. A light smile crossed his lips, and he raised his hand to wave it, and there was a coffee table in front of him, on which were the wine jugs and two glasses. Zimo poured a full bottle of wine, raised his head and drank it all.

Seeing Zimo so sad, she was embarrassed to share her happiness and happiness, and sat quietly beside him, listening to his mournful tunes. Over the years, she has led troops to fight everywhere, rarely dealing with other gods, Zimo is the only person who can talk to him, it seems that she has ignored him, these days she only remembers being with Adu, and she doesn't even know why Zimo is sad.

Zimo pondered for a moment, his fingers moved lightly, and the euphemistic and sad tune poured out, and the song "Sacrifice" poured out his love for her. He couldn't escape the entanglement of this worldly world, and he couldn't escape the temptation of desire. How many regrets he has made, and how many regrets he has missed. His love for Xiao Xuan has gone deep into his bone marrow.

Xiao Xuan was immersed in this sad atmosphere, surrounded by mountains, there was no sound, only Zimo's piano sound echoed here, she read his heart, and found his love for her, but she never knew that he loved her...