Wonderful times are always extraordinarily short, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this year, Luo Yin taught Luo Fu to learn the demon clan script, and at the same time taught her to practice the demon clan inheritance technique "Ice Soul Xuanzhen Lu" from scratch.

Although Luo Yin is a Terran monk and his cultivation is also a Terran exercise, he still has some commonalities with the cultivation of the demon clan, and Luo Yin is now a Divine Soul Cultivator, and his vision is quite high, so it is quite easy to teach Luo Shi.

And Luo Fu, as a natural and earthly ice and snow spirit, is not only intelligent, but also extremely talented, and is extremely suitable for this exercise, it only took a few days to successfully get started on the "Ice Spirit Xuanzhen Record", and Luo Yin was speechless when he saw it.

Since then, Luo Yin often accompanies Luo Fu to read and paint in his spare time, and has the artistic conception of reading with red sleeves and fragrance at night.

At the same time, he also told her about his experience over the past 20 years, telling her about the magnificence of the sea of clouds in the Yunxiao Sect, the danger of the Heavenly Demon Jedi, the horror of the endless void, and the beauty of Penglai Immortal Island.

Teach her about her enmity with Xiao Ling, the son of heaven and earth, introduce the friends she met in Yunxiao Sect, and tell her how to get the inheritance of the demon clan and how to become the top of the Penglai Immortal List.

When she heard that Luo Yin was in danger, she was worried and nervous; when she heard that Luo Yin had defeated a strong enemy and climbed the Penglai Immortal List, she was happy for him from the bottom of her heart and proud of him; when she heard about the different magnificent scenery in various parts of the world, she longed for it and longed to be there in person.

Following Luo Yin's story, she seemed to have followed Luo Yin to travel through most of the mountains and rivers in Dongtu Shenzhou.

She understood that with the cultivation exercises that Luo Yin had found for herself, it wouldn't be long before she could leave the snow-capped mountains and go to those places to see for herself and re-walk the path he had walked.

As time passed, getting closer and closer to the end of the year, the smile on Rashiki's face gradually diminished, because she knew that the day was coming, and it was difficult for her to smile anymore.

Luo Yin looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, understood her mood in his heart, understood her reluctance, although he was extremely reluctant to leave, he had no choice.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'll never see you again for a long, long time, so why don't you let me paint you a picture of you?" Luo Yin's heart moved, and he had the idea of painting a portrait of her.

"Portrait? my?" Luo Shi heard this, a little lost and a little gloomy mood was a little better, if he brought his own portrait, wouldn't it be like he was by his side at any time?

"Okay, it's better to draw you along, just draw us here. Rashiki smiled slightly.

"Okay, just draw the two of us. As he spoke, Luo Yin took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and unfolded a piece of drawing paper on the long case.

Luo Shi studied ink on the side, Luo Yin thought for a moment and then picked up the pen and began to paint, and gradually a picture scroll slowly took shape.

The painting is the current scene, Luo Yin is concentrating on how to paint, Luo Fu is studying ink on the side, smiling skillfully, looking at the man next to him with beautiful eyes.

"When I was a scholar in the Shen family, I used to learn painting for a few years, but now it has been abandoned for too many years, and it is difficult to reach the level at that time. Luo Yin looked at the picture scroll in front of him and said with some regret.

"I think it's very good. Luo Shi looked at this picture scroll and liked it very much.

"If you like it, then draw another one. One for you, one for me. Luo Yin saw that she liked it, so he decided to draw another one. The second painting was quickly completed.

In the painting, Luo Shi holds a pestle and fragrant cheeks, sits in front of the long case, Luo Yin holds a book in his hand to teach her to read, and teaches her poetry, books, etiquette and music. And her spirit was not on listening to the class, she just sat quietly, looking at Luo Yin with gentle eyes, unwilling to leave for a while.

This painting depicts the scene when Luo Yin taught her to read and write.

"Which one do you want?" Luo Yin asked, pointing to the two paintings on the long case.

Luo Shi looked left and right, and she liked both paintings, so she was a little unsure of which one to choose. After struggling for a long time, she pointed to the one she painted and said, "I choose this one, and you will look better in this one." ”

"Okay, that's it, I'll hang it for you. With that, Luo Yin hung the painting on the wall next to the bookshelf, and then returned to the long case and put away the second painting, which was reserved for himself.

With this painting, no matter where she goes or how long she goes, it is as if she is close by.

Putting away the scroll, he sat back down beside Luo Shi, and snuggled up to her until the second day.

Time has passed unintuitively, and today is the time for Luo Yin to leave.

She stood quietly on the top of the snowy mountain, looked at Luo Yin who was close at hand reluctantly, and said softly, "When will you be able to come back?"

Luo Yin kissed her forehead and said, "I'll come back when I successfully condense the golden pill." Then he hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "If I can't condense the golden pill in this life, I will also come back before I die and see you again......"

Luo Shi's cold little hand pressed his mouth and blamed: "Don't talk nonsense, you will definitely be able to condense the golden pill, I believe you." ”

Then she looked into his eyes and said with a firm gaze: "I will wait here for you to come back, whether it is ten years, fifty years, or a hundred years, two hundred years, I will wait for you here!"

Seeing her so determined, Luo Yin couldn't help but have mixed feelings in her heart, not only pleased that she treated herself so sincerely, but also heartbroken that she would continue to be trapped in this small snow-capped mountain, unable to see the prosperity of the world, and could only be accompanied by ice and snow and walk with loneliness.

I don't know when I will be able to condense the golden pill, and I don't know if I will be able to successfully take this step in this life, maybe she will wait alone in this snow-capped mountain for a hundred years and two hundred years before she can wait for her to come back, or perhaps, even if she waits for a hundred or two hundred years, in the end, she can only see herself who is about to die and die, and then fall into eternal pain and despair......

"Don't wait for me, you should have your own future, when you are successful, leave here and go to the red world to have a look, there are more wonderful things waiting for you. Luo Yin didn't want her to waste time waiting, and kept persuading.

"I'll wait for you, you must come back, otherwise I will never leave the snowy mountain!" she said with great firmness, without any hesitation in her tone.

Looking at her determined face, Luo Yin sighed, realizing that he couldn't move her at all, all he could do was to come back as soon as possible and not let her wait too long in the cold snowy mountains.

"Believe me, I will come back, and then take you to the wind and see the scenery of the mountains and rivers!" Luo Yin solemnly promised.

Luo Shi showed a smile on his face again, as if he was about to melt the ice of the entire snow-capped mountain, and then nodded and said softly: "I'll wait for you ......"

Luo Yin stroked her cheek again, and then sacrificed the cangwu boat and flew towards the west.

When he left, in addition to reluctance, there was also a deep guilt in his heart, in order to wait for his return, she would be trapped in this snow-capped mountain for another hundred or even two hundred years, which made him feel extremely guilty and unbearable!

And that pretty figure is still standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, looking at him far away, watching him disappear into the vast sea of clouds, unwilling to leave for a long time......