The carriage will slaughter Shen, and Zhao Wenhui will be sent back to the City God Temple. After a big battle, none of the three of them were in the mood to drink.

In the blink of an eye, only Nie Xiaoqian and Yin Hongsleeve were left in the carriage. The carriage of the underworld was light and silent, without any bumps, and Nie Xiaoqian snuggled in Xu Xian's arms, whispering these interesting things from the past. If it was Ping, Xu Xian would not be so intimate with her, but at this moment, there was no consideration in Pingyue's heart, so she was left to be tender and sweet.

It turned out that Xiao Qian was listening to Fahai's lectures on Feilai Peak, and Xiao Qian herself absorbed three relics, and got the ignition of one relic, and she had what the old monk Fahai said called the Buddha's surname. Fahai saw it and admired it greatly, and he must let her take refuge in my Buddha.

Xiao Qian naturally didn't want to be a nun, but gathered some mandrill wood monsters in the mountains and became the king of the mountain. According to her, her grandmother was very majestic, and she wanted to give it a try, and Xu Xian also asked her to do what she wanted. And I heard Xu Xian say, "Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen, and Yan Chixia all have it, but it's a pity that there is no old demon in Montenegro." "In this way, although I don't understand it very well, I simply call myself the old demon of Montenegro.

Xu Xian asked, "Do you want to go back to be an old demon in Montenegro?"

Xiao Qian raised her head, her eyes shining: "I listen to Xianggong." Although she likes to play the game of the Mountain King, she hopes that Xu Xian will let her stay, and tonight's closeness makes her very happy.

Xu Xian simply said, "Go back!" Xiao Qian lowered her head in disappointment, feeling sad beyond imagination, and almost burst into tears. Since when did it start, I was not so reluctant to leave when I was clear. From the first exit to call out Xianggong, to the frolic of smoke and dust all the way, and then to the separation on the bank of the West Lake. The man in front of him has been taking himself very seriously, and he has been rejecting himself very ruthlessly. When he said he was leaving, didn't he want to be retained, wasn't he angry, but he still said the difference so easily, and he didn't seem to care about it.

Xu Xian said: "You also have your own life!"

Xiao Qian hummed reluctantly, obviously unacceptable to this explanation.

Xu Xian's eyes flickered, and he finally sighed and said: "When I come back, I won't remember this memory, there will be a lot of consideration at that time, and I can't give you a hug like this, although I like you." "Such a woman, whether in this life or in a previous life, should be held in the palm of her hand, and she has the ability to make any man fall in love at first sight, let alone call softly by your side. It's just that this kind of emotion is something Xu Xian doesn't dare to face!

Xiao Qian became excited, her face was full of surprise, she straightened up and looked at Xu Xian and said, "Then don't go back, we are together, Xiao Qian will wait for you for the rest of your life." ”

"But it's impossible for me to stay with you all the time, I don't have that kind of persistence, so I will definitely take another path, and this kind of me is not a complete me after all. Xu Xian spoke, his eyes became ethereal.

Xiao Qian's eyes were full of tears: "Is there no way?" Xianggong, what are you taking care of?"

Xu Xian lowered his head and said, "I don't know, maybe there will be a way, but I need to wait, I need to understand slowly, and I will probably marry another woman." ”

Xiaoqian was in tears, but she tilted her head and didn't quite understand, "Xianggong wants to marry another woman, then wouldn't it be good for me to beg that sister, is that sister very jealous and fierce, and won't let Xianggong have other women." Then I'll be with Xianggong secretly, and she won't find out. "She can't understand in her antique brain, why can't Xu Xian accept her if she marries another woman?

Yin Hongsleeve has been listening quietly on the side, very curious about the relationship between Xiaoqian and Xu Xian. But at this moment, she couldn't hold back anymore and said angrily: "A man wants a woman to start from the beginning, but he wants three wives and four concubines." It's a pity that some women only know how to condone these men, and they don't know who to cry for when they are abandoned in the future. Her long-dormant feminist soul (in fact, only in the middle of the night) has finally awakened and is burning. Since she knew that Xu Xian had another woman, she decisively cured her nymphamentia.

Xiao Qian tilted her head and thought for a long time, and confessed: "I don't understand." "Although I am not happy that I have other women, but compared with the question of whether I can be with my husband, there is no comparable surname at all!

Counting on Nie Xiaoqian, who is deeply poisoned by feudal thoughts, to understand her great love of liberating her female surname, it is estimated that it is impossible in this life. Yin Hongsleeve couldn't help but sigh deeply, feeling that life was really lonely like snow. She probably couldn't have imagined that she, an ancient radical, was completely conservative in modern times, and that the mere fact that she was still a virgin at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen was enough to shock a crowd.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Xu Xian said, "Head Yin, it's here." ”

Yin Hongsleeve just wanted to get out of the car, and was embarrassed again, she looked like this, she came back in a man's clothes in the middle of the night, so that people could see it, and she didn't have to live. Xu Xian asked, "Where do you live?"

Yin Hongsleeve shyly pointed to a small building in the west.

Xu Xian stepped forward, wrapped his slender waist, and rose into the air.

"Ahh

There was silence in the academy, and apparently no one noticed that their head had been robbed. Yin Hongsleeve thought that he was robbed and rescued and sent back, and it really felt like a dream. The silver moonlight, the two of them in the void, although Xu Xian has warm fragrance in his arms, but he is in the state of out-of-body, unless he faces familiar people, his heart is like water.

Yin Hongsleeve's heart was beating fast, the hand holding his waist was hot, he was still wearing his clothes, and in the moonlight, everything he was familiar with was under his feet, but he was in his arms. She couldn't use a precise word to describe this situation, if she had been born a thousand years later, she would probably know that this kind of thing is called romance. A woman who is still twenty-seven or eighteen years old and has romantic feelings.

Through the open window sash, lightly stepping on the window, and falling into her boudoir, Xu Xian put her on the ground, she was still a little dizzy. It wasn't until Xu Xian spoke that she came to her senses.

"Head Yin, I won't remember everything that happened tonight, you don't have to worry about it, let alone dig into it, don't say goodbye today, sleep well, just treat it as a dream!"

After Xu Xian finished speaking, he flew out of the window again, and wanted to get back the silkworm clothes that Zhao Wenhui gave him, but after all, it was not good for people to take off the clothes, so he didn't mention his surname and left straight. I probably won't see him again!

Yin Hongsleeve looked at Xu Xian blankly, finally sighed, closed the window, said that he was suffering from the wind and cold today, and he said that he was about to catch a cold tomorrow! No, maybe he had a cold now. Otherwise, why is the face so hot and the heart so confused?

Xu Xian returned to the carriage, Xiao Qian was pouting and looking at him with an unhappy face, as if she understood Yin Hongsleeve's discussion on equality between men and women. Xu Xian touched her head, her hair was cool and soft, and Xiao Qian threw herself into his arms.

After a long time, Xiaoqian whispered, "I'm leaving, Xianggong." ”

"Yes. ”

"I'll wait for you, until you understand. Although she didn't know much about what Xu Xian had to understand, since she could wait, she would wait!

Xu Xian sighed and said, "Maybe you can't wait." ”

"You, do you want me to wait?" Xiao Qian asked cautiously.

"I want you to wait. Although it is a little selfish, it is from his heart.

"Well, Xianggong wants me to wait, so I'll wait. Xiao Qian smiled happily, although there were still tears on her face. Although I don't know what I'm waiting for, although I don't know how long I'm going to wait, "just for this sentence, I don't complain about breaking my bowels."

Looking at Nie Xiaoqian, who disappeared in the night wind, this light ghost, I hope not to become heavy because of myself, but can I really understand it? This story is not only trapped by Bai Suzhen and Cen Biqing, but also by himself!

This night, Xu Xian felt that he had slept for a long time, and he seemed to have dreamed a lot, dreaming of Fahai, dreaming of Xiaoqing, and dreaming of Xiaoqian. I seem to have promised Xiaoqian something, but I don't remember it at all. To be honest, he really missed Xiaoqian a little. But what can he do? He still remembers his responsibility to give happiness to a woman, and that woman is called Bai Suzhen.

True kindness is not the kind of weakness and powerlessness, but the desire to take responsibility, even if that responsibility does not belong to you. It's like seeing someone fall into the water and swimming yourself, as if saving someone is your duty that you can't escape. And you can't turn your head as easily as ordinary people.

What's more, his name is Xu Xian now, and he feels that he has to do what he should do, although he has not fallen in love with that person, although no one can fall in love with someone he has never met, but he still wants to wait, waiting to give that person happiness, he can't empathize with other loves, and he can't mess with flowers.

Who can tell the difference between obsessed goodness and obsessed stupidity?

But even kindness can sometimes hurt.

Xu Xian suddenly remembered a sentence: Love is not love, desire is not desire, fate is determined by heaven.

When will this fateful destiny of my own destiny come? Will it be next year? Will it be clear?

Well, then wait!

Because I'm Xu Xian!