Dragons farming in the realm of self-cultivation

Lu Xihou's impression of master Ye Ningyi is very shallow.

Even though he is a history student, Ye Ningyi is still a friend of his father.

Among the crowd, Ye Ningyi is an astonishingly talented monk, a wild and unrestrained swordsman, and a world-famous Mr. Pianpian.

There are so many adjectives, all of them are him, but none of them can represent the real him.

When Lu Xihou saw this man again, he felt like this? He was exhausted all over his body, and he still had a handsome appearance full of brilliance, but he seemed to be very old inside, especially his eyes. Lu Xihou always felt like looking through his eyes? saw a tragedy.

When Lu Xihou looked at him, his heart was shaken, he was so immersed in his sorrow that he could hardly hold his sword.

When Ye Ning saw his vigilant expression, he waved his hand wearily, "Your master is fine, he has returned to his original body."

Lu Xihou looked inside at the spirit sword warmed in his dantian, the spirit sword vibrated lightly, as expected he had become conscious.

Lu Xihou hesitated for a moment, but still failed to call Shizu, he said: "Old City Lord."

Ye Ning smiled, "What is this called? It's so unfamiliar."

Looking at his tired expression, Lu Xihou felt a little sorry in his heart, but he still didn't change his words, "It's getting late, the old city lord may as well rest for the night first?"

"It's okay." Ye Ningyi didn't make things difficult for him, "Find me a room."

"Okay." Lu Xihou stepped forward, "Come with me."

Lu Xihou took him to the yard where he lived before.

After so many years, Qing Luo never used the courtyard where he used to live, but opened another courtyard as the main courtyard.

Since Lu Xihou entered the main city lord's mansion, not only did he keep the courtyard where the old city lord lived like his master did, he didn't even touch his own master's courtyard, but opened another courtyard.

The population of the City Lord's Mansion is small, and there are many sealed courtyards, but there are not many places that Lu Xihou and they opened up.

At this moment, Ye Ningyi's yard still maintains the appearance when he left. Because of the dust-avoiding method, there is not even dust in it, as if he just went out in the morning and returned home at night.

Ye Ning gently opened the door, looking from one side to the other, full of sadness.

Pausing quietly at the door for a while, he walked towards the study room. Next to the large desk was a sword stand. In a trance, the spirit sword on the sword stand was still on it.

He stretched out his hand to touch the sword stand, his face was in a trance for a moment.

"Do you regret it?"

A faint voice came from behind, and Ye Ning turned her head to look. Qing Luo, who was dressed in red, was standing behind her, with an adult figure and a calm face. No one could see that they had had a violent fight an hour ago.

Ye Ning glanced bitterly at the familiar jade slip books in the study, and smiled briefly, "I regret it to death."

He propped his hands on the desk and sighed exhaustedly.

Qing Luo went over, kicked the large armchair lightly, and kicked it under him, grabbed another armchair and sat behind him, took out endless wine from the storage ring, held two cups in his hand, put one cup Ye Ning stood in front of her body, put a glass in front of her, and held up the bottle to sift the wine.

Ye Ning's eyes fell on the transparent and slightly viscous liquor, "You have also learned how to drink."

"Yes." Qing Luo said lightly, "Before I met Lu Xihou, I spent a long time drinking heavily."

Qing Luo raised his wine glass.

Ye Ningyi clinked glasses with him.

After drinking a glass of wine, Qing Luo's ice-like cheeks flushed with a blush, and he ate the glass, "The fight is over, and the wine is over, you owe me an explanation."

Ye Ning said together: "I said I never betrayed you, do you believe me?"

Qing Luo see? He said, "I'll believe what you say."

"Ha." Ye Ningyi uttered a short, strange sound with a mixture of crying and laughter, "This? It's very simple. It's just a trick of good fortune from the beginning to the end."

Qing Luo raised her quiet eyes to face him.

Ye Ning covered her face with her hands, gritted her teeth and said, "When I crossed the catastrophe, I was caught in the turbulence of time and space. I didn't even have time to bring you with me. When I broke through the turbulence of time and space, I arrived in the fairyland."

"There are tens of thousands of big worlds under the fairy world, and countless small worlds. I can't find you, and I dare not break through the sky easily, for fear of getting lost in the turbulent flow of time and space and never seeing you again."

Qing Luo used to be his sword spirit, and he knew all kinds of his reactions like the palm of his hand.

Almost the moment he said the first sentence, Qing Luo knew that what he said was true.

Poured another glass of wine for him, Qing Luo asked in a low voice: "What happened next?"

"Since then, I have been waiting by the boundary marker every day, hoping to see information related to you, but I have waited for so long, but I haven't seen it until your spiritual consciousness has covered the entire spiritual center, and it is very conspicuous. I think Come out and find a way to get down."

Ye Ningyi tried her best to speak more relaxedly, but the veins on the side of her neck were still bulging.

Qing Luo stared at him for a while, then poured him another glass of wine.

Ye Ning was bored, looking at Qing Luo with red eyes, "I'm already a real fairy, I can't stay in this world for long, are you willing to go back with me?"

After Qing Luo drank, his eyes became blurred.

Ye Ning held her breath and waited. Seeing that Qing Luo was silent for a moment, she raised her hand and pressed her chest, and said bitterly: "Are you coming back? It's too late, I'm already Lu Xihou's natal spirit sword, so it's impossible to come back with you? went."

"Then we won't be masters and spirit swords." Ye Ning stared at him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you willing?"

The deep melancholy wrapped Qing Luo's heart tightly.

He smiled wryly, "Whether I like it or not, we can't go back."

"As long as you want, I have a way."

Qing Luo shook his head, "That's my apprentice, I can't possibly hurt my apprentice."

"I have no intention of hurting him. As long as you are willing, I have a way to get the best of both worlds."

"What way?"

Ye Ning said together: "The way to ensure that he won't get hurt, Ah Luo, if you don't worry, I can make an oath to heaven."

"No need." Qing Luo stopped him, "I never doubted your character."

It's just a heavy disappointment accumulated over the long years.

"In that case, come with me." Ye Ning looked at him and said with a sour voice, "I often feel sad that you have not been here for thousands of years."

Qing Luo didn't expect him to say that, his mind was shocked, and he raised his head to meet his gaze.

"Ah Luo, I didn't lie." Ye Ningyi sighed deeply, "I always feel empty in my heart when you are not by my side."

There was a hollow in Ye Ning's heart. Qing Luo has been feeling this way for so many years?

Qing Luo closed his eyes and opened them again, "You let me think about it."