Zeng Nianyu stared blankly at his handsome back disappearing into the Tianfeng Palace, the shyness in her heart burned her pretty face, she lowered her head, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart, so ashamed that she was embarrassed.

Ling Xuan looked at her, her pretty back was as white as the first snow, and her hair, gently hanging down behind her shoulders, was just like four years ago, playful with the breeze, but she didn't seem to be the same as she was four years ago, she was happy and lively four years ago, naughty and mischievous, and now she was melancholy and melancholy, as if she was as sentimental as late autumn.

Ling Xuan couldn't see a trace of 'her' in her, except for the sentence 'little Xuanzi' was still so familiar.

She is like a beautiful but sad melancholy princess.

In just four years, she has transformed into a completely different appearance, is it ruthless in heaven, or is it easy to be cold?

Ling Xuan sighed faintly and called softly, "Master." ”

Zeng Nianyu turned around, but lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, she was so bold to send Ye Bufan silk embroidery, but was rejected, it was already a loss of face, in his heart, she was afraid that she was a woman who didn't know self-love, right?

Ling Xuan didn't know what she was referring to, but seeing her so sad, he couldn't help but be secretly anxious, he stepped forward and said, "Master, how can you be stupid? In the hearts of the disciples, the master is the smartest person, even the arrogant sword sky, not as good as the master. ”

If he makes this nonsense to others, it will definitely not be taken lightly. Who is Ao Jiantian, how can ordinary people compare with him?

Zeng Nianyu raised her head, the pear blossoms on her face were raining, and two pieces of blush hung on her cheeks, not all beautiful and lovely, she said coquettishly: "Don't talk nonsense, the main cultivation of the Proud Sect is to get it, but it is a master of the three realms of immortals, Buddhas, and demons, I know that I can't do it as well as him." ”

Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "But in Xiao Xuanzi's heart, the master is the most beautiful and intelligent person, even though the arrogant sword has great powers, but he is a dignified man, if you want to compare with the master, I'm afraid you have to change your appearance and become a daughter first?"

Zeng Nianyu froze for a moment, burst into a smile, and said: "If the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect hear this, I'm afraid that they won't immediately be angry and dismantle you?" Hehe, little Xuanzi, come, tell me how you have come over in the past four years." ”

Although Ling Xuan's words were extremely bold, they successfully made her laugh, and it was not in vain that he took such painstaking efforts.

She smiled lightly, as if she had taken away all the gloom in Ling Xuan's heart in an instant, and all the things that had been pressing on her heart like a boulder for days were swept away, and he was overjoyed and said, "Yes, Master." ”

At that moment, the two of them walked towards the Guixian Courtyard, which was very spacious, surrounded by a dark corridor connecting dozens of rooms, and in the middle was a small garden, where all kinds of exotic flowers and plants competed for beauty. The two of them walked along a crooked stone path in the garden to the opposite side, on the way, Ling Xuan talked about his four years, he only picked out the happy things, such as the bottomless abyss he ran happily with Caiyi and Red Feathers, running carefree on the green grassland, unhappy things, such as he only had more than a month to live, such as his possession by the bloody Shura, but he didn't say a word. By the time he arrived at the door, he had finished telling all the experiences of the past four years.

Then, he smiled and said, "Master, what about you, how have you been doing in the past four years?"

Zeng Nianyu couldn't help but sigh faintly again, and the sadness that passed between his eyebrows from time to time made Ling Xuan feel inexplicably uncomfortable. She said softly: "I miss my mother, my father, and my four uncles......"

She lowered her head, quietly rolled down her tears again, and said, "A few months ago, Senior Brother Ye accompanied me back to the Second Extreme Sect, and it has been, has been ......."

Thinking of the ruined appearance of the Second Polar Sect at this time, it was no longer the style of the past, Ling Xuan understood that the desolation and sadness of the passage of time attacked her like it attacked him.

Ling Xuan forced a smile and stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, she turned her head slightly away and avoided him, he was stunned for a moment, and then infinite bitterness crept into his heart.

They have all grown up, he is no longer the ignorant child he once was, she is no longer the ignorant girl she once was, between them, there may be a little estrangement, they may no longer be able to run on the wide field carefree hand in hand as before, maybe they can no longer lie on the edge of the field stalks surrounded by fairy clouds as before, looking at the blue sky, telling their innocent dreams.

Because, they have all grown up.

Although he knew that he only had more than a month to live, and although he knew that he couldn't even accompany her until tomorrow, Ling Xuan still straightened his chest and used his thin and weak body to bring her a trace of warmth, and he said firmly: "Master is not alone, Master still has a little Xuanzi. ”

Lost all her relatives in an instant, although four years have passed, Zeng Nianyu still can't get out of the endless sadness, every time she recalls that scene, she is grief-stricken, at this time, she can't help but feel a little better, yes, at least she has a little apprentice, although he has no ability to cultivate immortals.

She said softly, "Thank you, little Xuanzi. ”

The two walked into the house and chatted about family life, from acquaintance to parting, from parting to meeting, and chatted for several hours. Seeing her again, Ling Xuan was overjoyed, and after thinking about some of his unfortunate things, he didn't say a word. And she, poured out all the sorrows, grievances, and self-blame in the past four years, without reservation, and poured out like this, she felt that her mood had improved a lot, and she couldn't help but have a sweet smile on her face, although it was not as bright and sweet as four years ago, Ling Xuan was also secretly in a daze.

He tried his best, calculated everything, just to make her smile, and now, he can finally leave with peace of mind.

He had to leave quietly, and he couldn't take any risks with her.

At sunset, Guixian Temple was immersed in the silence of twilight like water, and the weak remnant sun of late autumn gently shone outside the door, and on the other side of the mountain, there seemed to be a tactful voice singing a song of philipation.

The two were silent for a long time.

Ye Bufan came as scheduled, he was dressed in a pale yellow robe, his aura was magnificent, and his handsome face seemed to always have a friendly smile, always so approachable. He walked in the door, nodded slightly to Zeng Nianyu, turned to Ling Xuan, and said: "Ling Shaoxia, you and Senior Sister Zeng are reunited, congratulations, you shouldn't have come to disturb you, but you will report the matter of Zhaoyao Mountain to the family teacher, the family teacher can't wait to meet Ling Shaoxia, and I hope that Ling Shaoxia will not be surprised." ”

As soon as she saw him, Zeng Nianyu remembered her bold behavior at noon, she lowered her head, blushed, and didn't dare to look at him. Ling Xuan saw it in his eyes, and his heart was inexplicably uncomfortable, he forced a smile, saluted Ye Bufan back, and said, "Senior Brother Ye said that he was smiling. ”

Hearing the sound of 'Senior Brother Ye', Zeng Nianyu's eyebrows furrowed, she raised her head, looked at Ling Xuan, and scolded softly: "Little Xuanzi, the head of my Second Extreme Sect respects the teacher and respects the way, and as a teacher, Senior Brother Ye is called a brother and sister, how can you call Senior Brother Ye a 'senior brother' so big and small?"

Although her tone was soft, the faint meaning of blame was obvious, Ling Xuan heard it in her ears, and her heart secretly ached, but she said obediently: "Yes, Master." ”

He turned to Ye Bufan, bowed respectfully, and said, "Uncle Ye." ”

Zeng Nianyu nodded with satisfaction and said, "Senior Brother Ye, the little sister has no way to teach the disciples, and I hope that the senior brother will forgive me." ”

Ye Bufan smiled and said: "It's okay, I am the same age as Ling Shaoxia, if you talk about the seniority, it is really awkward, it is better to be commensurate with the same generation, it is natural." ”

Although the mountain gate was destroyed, only two of him were left in the whole sect, but the arrogance of being the authentic sect of the Xianmen is still there, if this basic etiquette is lost, wouldn't it make people laugh at the lack of education in the Erji Sect?

Zeng Nianyu said: "Senior brother, the number of etiquette is the number of etiquette, how can it be so easily omitted? ”

Ye Bufan chuckled and said, "Senior Sister Zeng is not only beautiful, but also Bing Xue is smart, and she teaches her apprentices well, so she sighs for her brother." ”

He didn't give Zeng Nianyu a chance to speak, turned to Ling Xuan, and said, "Ling Shaoxia, the family teacher and all the uncles are already waiting in the Tianfeng Palace, dare to ask the young man to move forward and see him." ”

Ling Xuan saluted respectfully again, and said, "Please also ask Master Ye to call the disciple Xiao Xuanzi, the name of the young man, the disciple is tormented." ”