"Di Hongjian has not returned to his place, but why hasn't the Emperor Taiqing brought people back to the ancient land."
"Do you think that Zhenjun Yuanhua was imprisoned in the Floating Records of Heaven and Earth written by Xingjun Wenqu, and that Emperor Hong Jianling still had some nostalgia for the former master, so he didn't want to come back here. "
"Hey, how did I hear that Emperor Hongjian is nostalgic for the mortal world, and he still refuses to admit his identity as a spirit sword, and insists on staying in the world, and our Taiqing God Emperor specially moved his residence back to Kunlun in order to chase his wife. Mountain, hahahaha, I heard that it is terrible. It seems that Kunlun Mountain is still included in a scenic spot and has to pay for it. I have to buy tickets."
Two fairy boys and a new little fairy boy were discussing gossip in front of the medicine stove, and the ears of two people were immediately raised by the old man who came.
Master Taiyi took a palm fan, knocked on the heads of the two fairy boys, and said angrily: "I was sued by Emperor Taiqing to Ben Xian, and Ben Xian also sold an old face to God, and now Emperor Taiqing You have become Taiqing Divine Emperor, why don’t you two little things have a long memory, spread rumors everywhere, and even bring bad new little fairy, so you can’t wait to punish me to stand.”
The two fairy boys stood on the wall in despair, leaving the new little fairy boy to gloat over the misfortune. When the old man Taiyi taught the two fairy boys a lesson, he secretly opened the newly bought touch screen mobile phone in the mortal world. I made a post in the ancient prehistoric forum.
[inhuman! When Emperor Taiqing returned to the Kunlun cave, he still had to pay for tickets to the mortal world! Chasing his wife is a long way, and the sword spirit is too arrogant.]
"Di."
The phone suddenly rang.
Lin Qianshuang stretched out her hand a little sleepily to get it. She reached out another hand from the quilt and went over her head to pick up the phone. After reading the content, she let out a burst of laughter.
"What information, Qingqing."
"I'm not obsessed, guess wrong, guess again."
The person above seemed a little dissatisfied, and squeezed Lin Qianshuang's face lightly, "We just watched a musical in the theater the other day."
Lin Qianshuang woke up a little, opened one eye, closed it tiredly, and said, "Master?"
The person above tapped her head with a mobile phone, "Why do you still remember this woman, Han Shengyao, she went to the movies with you yesterday, but it wasn't her who came back behind your back."
"Junior Sister Xiao? Is that you?"
"Isn't it Junior Sister Xiao, that's A Yin?"
Lin Qianshuang rubbed her eyes, and saw the charming woman with silver hair and red eyes sitting up from the bed beside her, half covering the quilt to reveal her proud curves. She seemed to be angry, turned her head to the side, and silently sat on the side. .
Lin Qianshuang was stunned for a moment, and pulled the hair that was blocking her vision aside. She wanted to sit up, but her waist was sore, so she could only rest her head on the pillow, turned her face to the side, and said, "Qingqing, obviously it is You, why are you..."
The silver-haired woman suddenly hugged her at this moment, pressed her under her body, blocked her lips and the unfinished words, and kissed her passionately.
After a long time after the kiss, those red eyes lifted, staring at her worriedly, the woman's silver hair wrapped around her waist, and her arms hugged her tightly, as if she was afraid that she would get out of her arms slip.
"Shuangshuang, will you hate me? My temperament is changeable, and sometimes I even become not myself. I don't even know what kind of person I will become sometimes."
Lin Qianshuang's breath was a little unstable. She was tossed all night, and now she was woken up in the early morning, a little tired.
But she wasn't annoyed at all, seeing her loved one lying beside her when she woke up was happier than anything else.
"You are Taiqing, no matter what you look like, I will recognize you because... I love you."
Lin Qianshuang wrapped her arms around the silver-haired woman's neck and took the initiative to kiss her.
Since when she fell in love with her, she doesn't even know, maybe, since "Fighting in the Four Realms" was rewritten by her single-handedly, she is just like the plot of the novel that has been turned upside down, and there is no turning back.
The first time she saw her back in reality, she knew that she really fell in love with her, this kind of love was engraved in her heart long ago, the surface rejection and resistance, it was just that she loved many people wrong and wanted to get rid of the quagmire of self-blame. struggling in.
Her breath, her smell, she couldn't resist.
Fortunately, she loves the same person, otherwise self-blame and remorse will make her uneasy for the rest of her life.
When Taiqing was chasing her, she still had some scruples, fearing that they would have a communication gap in reality.
Now, she no longer thinks too much, whether she is her Dihong sword or not, no matter what kind of life and death sadomasochism they were in their previous lives, it doesn't matter.
It is enough to cherish the moment.
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