The Sword of Fast Time Traveling Xiumei GL

Nan Huaimu stared straight at Xunyang, and after staring for a long time, she roared in grief: "Why did you lie to me!" This sound was too sad and angry, and full of infinite pain.

Xunyang's heart skipped a beat, she looked at Nan Huaimu, and understood in her heart: "You know."

"Of course I know! This kind of thing... I should have known." Nan Huaimu's voice was almost crying, "If I didn't take the initiative to look for it, you would never have said it."

Xunyang lowered his eyes and didn't look at Nan Huaimu.

Because she really thinks so.

The current Nan Huaimu has broken through the cycle of reincarnation and has a bright future. He can ascend to immortality in one step and become an immortal existence.And her cultivation base is completely ruined, it is difficult to protect herself, not long ago, she was hated by Nan Huaimu, how could she tell others about the past of a hundred years ago.

This is something that should be buried forever.

But now, Nan Huaimu knows.

It is true, there is no truth in the world that can be buried for a lifetime.

Xun Yang frowned, revealing an extremely small smile.

She thought of her withered body, and realized that she could finally die with guilt, instead of expressing her twisted psychology in pain.Somehow, it was relieved.

Nan Huaimu once said that she was vicious, which is really a good thing.

She would rather let Nan Huaimu live forever in pain than let her nausea be exposed to Nan Huaimu more deeply.She is such a despicable person. Others say she is Dao and justice, but the real her is just such a puddle of mud.

Xunyang's expression remained calm.

But when Nan Huaimu saw it, he burst into tears.She knelt down beside the bed, grabbed Xunyang's hand, and said with a choked voice, "Don't laugh like that."

Her crying was very low and depressing, and she let out intermittent whines, tears streaming down her face, and the damp heat once again hit Xunyang's flesh, piercing through the thin layer of skin to the deepest part of her heart.

Xun Yang felt that she was going to be out of breath, she clenched her hands tightly, still unwilling to reveal the slightest looseness on her face.

She had seen Nan Huaimu crying, but the timing was not good, and she saw her every time when she was about to die.

This little apprentice doesn't cry very often on weekdays, unless he is too wronged, he will shed a few tears and fight for sympathy like a baby.But now, Nan Huaimu was crying without image, and the flood of tears became an unstoppable torrent.

She couldn't remember how long Nan Huaimu had been crying, only the hot tears burned her flesh to the point that she couldn't feel anything else.

The room is still deserted, the moonlight is cold, the light and shadow are cold, only Nan Huaimu's tears are so hot.

When the moon outside could no longer be seen, Xun Yang looked away from the window, raised his hand, circled around Nan Huaimu's neck, clung to that not-so-broad shoulder, and said in a long and hoarse voice: "I don't want to .”

Nan Huaimu suddenly stopped crying.

These four words have puzzled her for 200 years.

What did Chun Bao mean by these four words before his death?

But no matter what these four words mean, she will not allow herself to regret for another 300 years.

"Since you lied to me for so long." After thinking it over, Nan Huaimu stared at Xunyang with eyes of love and hatred, "Don't think about anything else, use the rest of your life to pay it back."

"This is your retribution for deceiving me." Nan Huaimu said slowly.

"I'll demand this debt until you and I are out of our wits."

"As long as the primordial spirit is not destroyed, I will continue to pursue it life after life. This time, whether you want it or not, everything is up to me."

Nan Huaimu kissed Xunyang's fingers, kissing carefully.Along the back of the hand, the forearm, and the neck, it finally stopped in front of Xunyang's lips.

"It won't end between us." Her eyes turned black, as if filled with demonic energy.The oath was solemn and deep, as if he had suppressed everything about himself.

In a word, there is no room for myself and Xunyang anymore.

The sky was white, and everything seemed to freeze.

There was no birdsong, nor Dao Tong's early yawn, everything was quiet, like an illusion.

Nan Huaimu took off the mahogany bracelet from his body and put it on Xunyang's wrist again.Xun Yang held the bracelet tightly, and after a while, tears dripped from the corner of her eyes and fell on the back of Nan Huaimu's hand.

Heavy and sweet.

No matter how many words, they are just to cover up their fear.Nan Huaimu said so much, but the vibration in his voice could not be deceived.

They are all afraid of being disgusted and ignored.But the two of them have always thought the same thing.

Xun Yang had already completely understood Nan Huaimu's thoughts, she gathered a strand of spiritual power between her fingers, then drew out a drop of blood, and threw it into Nan Huaimu's body.

Nan Huaimu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xunyang in disbelief.

Xunyang said: "Your, I have always kept it very well."

What she said was Nan Huaimu's brainchild.

When Nan Huaimu just returned to this world that day, he saw Xun Yang, angrily drew out the drop of blood from Xun Yang's body, and destroyed it.

But it wasn't actually Nan Huaimu's painstaking effort, the real painstaking effort had always been cherished by Xun Yang, and he didn't hesitate to use all his spiritual power to guard that drop of blood.

Now, Xun Yang finally delivered his heart and soul.

That drop of blood entered Nan Huaimu's body, and countless fragments of memory were scattered into his mind.

The words seen from the book of life and death merged with the real emotions, as if something was intertwined and embedded.

Nan Huaimu's eyes widened suddenly, he grabbed Xun Yang's hand and said, "Don't die!"

In that memory, the thing that Xun Yang fears the most now is death.This fear was also passed on to Nan Huaimu, who was filled with remorse and bloodshot eyes.

Xunyang said: "I will not die."

Her tone was flat, completely opposite to her state of mind, Xun Yang and Nan Huai Mu said: "Even if I die, this rotten body is still yours."

Nan Huaimu was furious: "What do I want a rotten body for!"

Xunyang let out a low laugh: "Because everything about me belongs to you."

Nan Huaimu felt that these words were extremely touching, so he hugged Xun Yang and stroked her back: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Xunyang said, "Okay."

They cannot go back to the past.

Xunyang is no longer that arrogant and disdainful Taoist ancestor, nor is Nan Huaimu that weak inner disciple.

They have experienced too many stories, many trials and tribulations, but also joy and fun.Among all these stories, there is only the word "accompanying", which they are unwilling to give up.

As long as we are together, we can have everything.

Nan Huaimu once said to Xun Yang: "Yellow spring and green fall, life and death are inseparable."

Xunyang has been remembering from the very beginning to the present.

She also resented herself, why she didn't dare to do anything, she could only wait for Nan Huaimu to discover the truth little by little, persecute her little by little, and make her willing to believe in the future little by little.

Maybe she is so useless, that's why she can meet such a perfect person as Nan Huaimu.

To love and be loved, as long as the other party is Nan Huaimu, she will be happy.

A few days later, another secret realm opened up again. Nan Huaimu took Xunyang to go hunting for treasures, and got a fairy grass, which he made into herbal medicine. When the symptoms appeared, he didn't believe Xunyang's words.

A few days later, a certain sect sent out a blessed place of chance, and Nan Huaimu hurriedly took Xunyang to look for it.

As a result, people in the monastic world are still in a state of panic, and they all believe that the devil lord's wanton search for medicinal materials must be to expand his power, and from then on, the monastic world will not be peaceful!

Low-level cultivators volunteered one after another, saying they wanted to crusade against the Demon Sect.

Several powerful people thanked the guests behind closed doors, unwilling to make a move.They recalled the fear of being dominated by Xunyang on the day when the Demon Sect was wiped out, and they also thought of the rumors they had heard in recent days that the Demon Leader had brought a white-haired woman with him. , and sent an order to other people in the sect not to make enemies with Nan Huaimu.

Nan Huaimu didn't know about this matter, she was busy looking for the heaven and earth medicine spirit in the mountains.

She placed Xunyang on top of a boulder to cultivate her health.

A ray of consciousness came from beyond the sky, and a word was attached to Xunyang. When Xunyang saw it, he put the consciousness between his fingers and listened to the words from inside.

"You are leisurely, I really don't know what's going on outside." The sound transmission person's voice was thick and calm, and he was a great medicine cultivator who had a good relationship with Xunyang.

After hearing this, Xun Yang said indifferently, "What does it have to do with me?"

"If you get it, you will reveal your nature, if you are careful, you will be hated in an instant."

"Why should I be afraid." Xun Yang touched his chest, where the blood in his heart was warm, exuding a soothing breath.There was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The man smiled and said, "You really are not afraid. Why did you ask me for the repair medicine before? Your cultivation has probably recovered a long time ago. That person named Nan was really deceived by you."

Xun Yang said: "We have exchanged ideas long ago, and she is fully aware of my affairs."

The man was surprised and said: "Then she should have known about your physical condition, why are you so ostentatiously looking for herbs."

That was naturally because Xun Yang used a trick in this situation.

What she showed Nan Huaimu was a memory from a few days ago.

At that time, she was really dying. At the moment of dying, she suddenly realized that Nan Huaimu was the only thing she wanted.So she exhausted everything, found her medicine repairing friend, and took the repairing medicine pill.The elixir is not a panacea, but it has a very strong effect on those who desperately want to live.

At this time, Xunyang was the one who desperately wanted to live.

She wanted to survive and tied Nan Huaimu by her side.

After wandering around for so long, being awkward and wronged countless times, she was finally able to face her true heart - she was happy with Nan Huaimu, and she wanted to be with Nan Huaimu for a long time.

For this, she can do whatever it takes.

After one life was suspended, she designed to let Nan Huaimu find out the truth, and maintained her weak appearance, arousing Nan Huaimu's sympathy.

This trick is shameful and effective. When Nan Huaimu came here, he was extremely furious, but how could that fury be worth the love he had been entangled in for several lifetimes, and the sympathy caused by his miserable appearance.

Xunyang has already fooled Nan Huaimu once, and he can fool her a second time.

If things go on like this, when Nan Huaimu finds out, everything is a foregone conclusion, and no one will be able to separate them again.

This is what Xun Yang wants.

Just like now, they are so happy.

Xunyang was in a happy mood, and Nan Huaimu, who was looking for herbs ahead, felt it, so he turned around and asked her what joyful things she had seen.

The intense light in the secret realm shone on the dark foot of the mountain, illuminating Nan Huaimu's eyes into a light and gentle look.

Through her eyes, Xunyang recalled the scene when the two first met.

At that time, the world was in chaos, a deep alley ended with a dilapidated temple.

Two strangers who had never met before, one was sitting cross-legged on the Buddhist hall, the other was holding grass outside the door to keep warm.

After a long time, under the cliff, there is no more leisure time in the years, only a white steamed bun is left in the cold wind, and the girl's reassuring voice: "I will give you the favor of this steamed bun."

At that time, I also pointed out that Nan Huaimu used the wrong word. Now that I think about it, this word is the most accurate.

Xunyang thought and laughed.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Nan Huaimu jumped over two stones, squatted beside Xun Yang and asked her what she was happy about.

Xunyang said: "Go back."

Nan Huaimu paused for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Why do you want to go back so early today, the herbs haven't been found yet."

Xunyang said: "Actually, there is a method, which is more useful than fairy grass."

After hearing this, Nan Huaimu hurriedly asked, "What method?"

Xunyang pulled Nan Huaimu to walk towards the secret place, saying two words while walking, Nan Huaimu read the two words together, and read the word "double cultivation", she suddenly realized, her eyes and brows smiled , praised: "Sure enough, Master is well-informed."

If such methods can be used, no matter what the injury is, it will heal very quickly.

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