"Why did you leave without saying goodbye back then?" Feng Qingyang asked with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
Thinking back to the time when he unified the world of cultivation, he searched thousands of miles but could not find any trace of Xuan Tian Ji. Coupled with various external factors, he could only go to the spirit world with regret.
Hearing the voice, Xuan Tian Ji did not speak, but looked at Feng Qingyang deeply, waving the ribbons wrapped around her body, setting up a super large formation in the air, and then began to tell the original story of that year.
"Originally, I wanted to be with you, but you didn't treat me like you do now." At this point, she suddenly covered her mouth and laughed softly, her eyes revealing a hint of reminiscence, in which there was an lingering sweetness, or perhaps it could be said that there was an extremely strong longing.
No matter how time passes, no matter how the world changes, the heart that has settled down has never changed at all. The scenery is constantly changing, but when you look back, the person... is still the same person! The feeling... is still the same feeling.
"Do you know who she is?" Seeing Feng Qingyang fell into silence, she took the lead to speak, wanting to break the depressing atmosphere. After all, to her, Feng Qingyang was everything. Wherever he was, it was always so peaceful.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang came back to his senses and looked at the other woman standing next to Xuan Tian Ji. This person gave him a unique feeling, as if he had met her before, but he just couldn't remember where he had met her.
"You are..." Feng Qingyang asked tentatively, but the moment he opened his mouth, the heaven and earth shook, and countless cultivators rushed over from afar, and the spreading aura was so strong that Feng Qingyang had to be alert.
When he turned around, he pointed his finger towards the sky. The moment his fingertips connected the sky and the earth, a red beam of light appeared and flashed, instantly changing the formation that Xuan Tianji had cast before.
Looking around again, apart from the white fog, there was nothing else to be seen. Even the monks who had come here seemed to be isolated outside. After doing all this, Feng Qingyang finally came back to his senses and stared at the woman who made his heart inexplicably beat.
After a moment, his expression suddenly became excited. Looking at the woman with the same strange expression, a few words suddenly appeared in his throat, but even though he tried his best, he still couldn't say them to her.
"Have you ever blamed me for what happened back then? If that old man Li Xiao hadn't plotted against me, I wouldn't have abandoned you, but actually..." When he said this, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. The moment the dusty memories were torn open, he realized that some things cannot be truly forgotten.
Instead, it is renewed again and again under the erosion of time, and finally settles in the deepest part of the heart. But when it is opened again, what appears is not sweetness, nor the happiness of meeting old friends in a foreign land, but only a touch of pain and lingering regret.
"But it is true that I was the one who drove you away." Feng Qingyang said in a trembling voice, his eyes flickering with a faint light. Looking at the woman who gradually began to sob, his heart was broken, and scenes from the past appeared before his eyes, as if everything had just been discovered, just like yesterday.
"Xiaoyue, are you okay?"
Those few short words, like a violent storm, instantly hit the delicate girl's heart. When she heard the word "Xiao Yue" again, she could hardly believe that she would have the chance to hear this most pleasant and beautiful voice in her life.
As a result, she opened her slightly pale little mouth, but could not utter a word. The two looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, inseparable. Thousands of words could not compare to the warmth that was spreading silently from her fingertips at this moment.
Gai Jiujue quietly put away his Dharma body. He was as handsome as a god. He looked at the three people in the formation and felt bored. But he was also shocked in his heart. Who said there is no real emotion? What appeared before him now was not the strong emotion that could not be shaken off
As he took a step, he came to the corner of the formation. Looking at the white mist above his head, his soul suddenly began to tremble, like a thick book that was quietly opened.
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Xiao Yue's gaze fell on Feng Qingyang, with a hint of confusion and a hint of touching, but more of it was the helplessness that appeared when she really faced it. She could remember everything, her feelings even surpassed Feng Qingyang. That was after she opened her spiritual wisdom, and the other party walked into her heart domineeringly, so that now that he has become a disciple of the Holy Lord, even if there are countless favored sons of heaven launching a crazy pursuit of her, she will refuse without hesitation. It's not that they are not good enough, nor that they are not strong enough, but that they can never replace the feelings of Feng Qingyang in her heart, that lingering lingering feeling, even if hundreds or even thousands of years have passed, it will still be the same, and there will not be the slightest change.
The voice that now appeared in her ears was so familiar. Looking at Feng Qingyang who was in pain, her heart suddenly trembled. It seemed that this heavy pain was not only on Feng Qingyang, but also on her.
"I'm fine, really fine." She suddenly said this at last. She thought there would be a surprise when she opened her mouth, but when it appeared, there was a bitterness that could not be eliminated.
Thinking back to her current identity and what she was facing, did she still have any choice? Could she really go back to the past? In fact, she didn't need so much, she just wanted to see Feng Qingyang, even just for a glance.
She was so delicate, but she had no idea how much of a shock Feng Qingyang felt at the moment. He could no longer suppress his inner feelings, so he took two steps forward and hugged Xuan Tian Ji and Xiao Yue tightly in his arms.
Although his chest is not as broad as imagined, with his status, he can now hold up a sky for the people he loves, a sky that belongs to them, no matter how the world changes, or... until the sea dries up and the rocks crumble.
"No matter where I go, Feng Qingyang will never let anyone down in my life." He hugged the two women tightly in his arms, using force in his arms as if he wanted to rub them into his body. Only in this way would he feel safe, as if they were by his side.
"None of that matters. No matter who you are now or what your circumstances are, you are mine. This will never change, and it will never change. No one can take you away from me again, no matter who it is..."
His tone seemed somewhat sinister, and as soon as these words came out, the heaven and earth were shaken. Although this formation covered the sky and blocked the sun, and although it blocked the impact of tens of thousands of monks' iron hooves, it could not stop a certain eye that had been spying on him.
The sky was shaking and the formation was swaying, as if it would collapse completely at any time.