"Dare, dare to ask Brother Long... who wrote this masterpiece..."
The voice of the girl in white couldn't help trembling.
The green-robed man's eyes were like lightning, and he shot at Yong Nu.
Yong Nu hurriedly said, "These are all made by a newcomer to the society, whose name is Xu Yi."
"Xu! Yi!"
The girl in white gritted her teeth tightly, and leaned on the desk, barely holding her body up.
"Such a great talent, how can he be exiled outside, Yongnu, pass it on... call Xu Yi."
The green-robed man smiled.
No matter how much he planned, he still failed to capture her heart. Seeing this snow-like fairy finally move her face today, the green-robed man was overjoyed.
Ever since he saw this woman's sleeping fairy posture in the ice peak, the heartstrings of the green robe man who had been silent for countless years were stirred.
Even if the two people and the demon have different paths, if the heart is moved, it is moved.
It's just that no matter how much effort the green-robed man put in, the fairy from the ice peak is still as cold as ice and snow.
Now, the green-robed man was overjoyed to see Ice Snow Fairy finally moved.
Man said that he is a talented person in the demon domain, that is, a star in the sky, he is willing to work hard to challenge it.
"No need, Brother Long, I have heard a saying before, it is very interesting, it is said, the eggs are delicious, it is not necessary to meet the chicken that lays the eggs, just see the words as the face, just understand the mind, why meet people. Besides, the words in the poem Artistic conception, the ability comes from the heart, if it is restrained, I am afraid that the talented person will become a mediocre person."
The girl in white said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the man in green robe, her smile was like spring returning to the earth, and eternal flowers blooming.
The green-robed man was stunned for a long time before he said, "It's up to you, up to you, as long as you like it, it's fine."
The girl in white clasped her fists and said, "If that's the case, I thank Brother Long."
The green-robed man smiled and said, "Thank me for what?"
The girl in white's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately realized that something was wrong, her expression remained unchanged, and she immediately changed her words, saying, "Then I won't thank you, I'm tired, so I won't entertain Brother Long."
The doubts that had just floated up in the green robe man's mind dissipated immediately, and he thought to himself that if he really cared about it, he would be confused. This woman he met when he was traveling in the endless sea area, how could he have anything to do with the monster clan in the East Sea Monster Domain.
At that moment, the green-robed man obediently bid farewell and left.
The wooden house was closed, and the girl in white sat down at the table again, with the silver knife in her hand again, and there seemed to be a voice echoing in her ears, "Please take this flying knife, one day, Fairy Zihan will be ordered , just ask someone to deliver this flying knife to a fat man named Yuan Qinghua in Guang'an City, who has gone through all kinds of mountains and rivers, and Xu will never frown."
This girl in white is none other than Xue Zihan.
And this wooden house is exactly the one that Linya lived in when she was a student to be selected for the last three days.
At that time, her cultivation base was low, she entered as a candidate for selection for three days, and was forced to serve wine. If Xu Yi hadn't come, she thought maybe she would have ceased to exist by then.
Afterwards, Xu Yi took her into the imperial guards, and told her to go back to the Yuan step, in the Zangfeng style.
Later, Xu Yi took her into the Void Temple, defending her everywhere, sacrificing her life.
Unexpectedly, by mistake, the boundary card triggered a dark mountain, and the two worlds have been separated since then.
Later, Xue Zihan came here, and the man in green robe said that she was rescued from under an ice peak.
The green-robed man didn't mention Qiuwa, and Xue Zihan didn't dare to ask.
At that time, she and Qiuwa were teleported by the dark mountain at the same time, she really didn't know whether Qiuwa and her were teleported together or separated.
No matter what the result was, she didn't dare to ask.
If they separated, it would be useless for her to ask.
If they are not separated, there are only two situations, one is being rescued by the man who claims to be Long Ying, and the other is Qiuwa is still left in Bingfeng.
If it was the former, Long Ying never mentioned it to her, making it clear that he had unexpected intentions for Qiuwa, after all, Qiuwa is a rare gift of heaven and earth.
If she wants to save Qiuwa, she can only do it slowly.
But if Qiuwa is still in Bingfeng, she dare not mention it, lest Qiuwa fall into Long Ying's hands.
As for whether Qiuwa would be in danger of dying in Bingfeng, Xue Zihan didn't worry, Qiuwa was a spiritual plant with extremely strong vitality.
Even she was never lost in Bingfeng, not to mention Qiuwa, maybe that Bingfeng is the best place to live for Qiuwa.
Today, she practiced hard, the main reason was that she wanted to be successful in her cultivation, so she went to Long Ying to ask the whereabouts of Bingfeng, so that she could go there to find Qiuwa's trace.
Now, without seeing Qiuwa, and Xu Yi are also separated from each other.
In Xue Zihan's spare time of cultivation, only memories are left.
That's why she built this wooden house on the cliff and the vegetation in front of the wooden house.
Because in this wooden house, she was able to spend a short time with Xu Yi and Qiu Wa.
It seems that only this familiar wooden house can make memories pass as slowly as possible.
But she never thought that, across the endless starry sky, she would hear news from Xu Yi again.
If the names just coincided, how could it be possible to have such a perfect coincidence after traveling across time and space in the "Wishing Love" with more than a hundred characters.
"Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death together, Flying guests from the north and the south, and the cold and heat of old Chi..."
This familiar verse has been widely spread in Dai Viet.
Xue Zihan loves this article very much, even when she didn't know who wrote it, she was able to memorize it by heart.
Later, Xu Yi's poems were famous in Dayue, and Xue Zihan even secretly recorded those poems and lyrics by Xu Yi and compiled them into a book.
Now, across the endless starry sky, I suddenly see this familiar text again and hear that familiar name again.
The shock and joy in Xue Zihan's heart almost burst through his chest and filled the world.
She couldn't wait to meet Xu Yi, but she knew that now was not a good time.
Long Ying's cultivation was incomprehensible when he was still in the condensate stage, but now her cultivation is countless times stronger than when Long Ying rescued her.
But even so, she still couldn't understand Long Ying's cultivation.
But she knew that Long Ying looked into her eyes with appreciation, admiration, and longing, but what was hidden deep down was a strong possessive desire to forget.
And listen to Long Ying's tone, Xu Yi is begging for life under his hands.
Of course, she must try her best to avoid such trapping and dangerous actions.
At least, with Xu Yi around, there was hope.
everything will get better.
Although Long Ying is powerful, who can stop him compared to the unrivaled evildoer in her memory.
Thinking, thinking, another thrilling arc was drawn on Xue Zihan's jade face.
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After staying in the secret room for more than ten days, the purple energy covering Xu Yi's dantian was finally exhausted.
Xu Yi couldn't help but let out a long roar, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, thirty-six thousand hairs exploded at the same time, his muscles and bones screamed, and the atmosphere was magnificent.
"Sword out!"
Xu Yi's whole body suddenly turned into a ravaging blazing sun, a sword energy swept across the room, and the walls sang like a phoenix. Xu Yi hurriedly retracted his sword, but saw that the walls collapsed in an instant like freshly plastered mud.