Legend of Xianghuang

One said to retreat and retreat, and the other said to leave.

In the quiet valley of Nanling, it has been lively for a few hours, and it immediately becomes as if no one has ever been there.

Qing Ji kept yelling that she was bored, but there was only one silver-haired fox with a gentle smile in the valley, playing chess with its left and right hands.

"Silver Fox, are you really a fox?" Qing Ji sat leisurely on the branch of a big tree beside the chessboard, looking at Yin Lie below and asked.

"Tap", the clear sound of falling, Yinlie said with a smile: "You and I had a fight back then, didn't you know?" Yinlie has grown up with Qingji for 300 years, but knows Minggan 100 years later than her.

Back then, Yin Lie wanted to see what the rumored number one beauty looked like, but first met Qing Ji, who was still a temper tantrum at that time, and had a big fight when she disagreed with each other, neither of them would admit defeat.

In the end, Minggan who rushed over told them to stop. Yinlie was convinced by Minggan's strength and demeanor at that time, and he was willing to follow him.

Qing Ji and Yin Lie are not acquainted with each other.

"I just asked because I knew what your silver-haired fox looks like." Qing Ji shook her head and leaned lazily, "Tell me, you are not like a vixen, you are more pure and ascetic than the monks in the temple."

Yin Lie smiled, but didn't answer.

Qing Ji didn't take it seriously, her eyes fell on the bamboo house in the distance, Xianghuang's residence, and she felt a little emotional: "Ten years is just a short moment for us, but watching Xiao Xianghuang grow up little by little, it seems like a little bit bigger than Xianghuang. A few hundred years is still a long time." Qing Ji smiled, "No, in just a blink of an eye, Xiao Xianghuang actually brought someone back, and she is still a female ghost."

Even though she knew about Wanwan's existence from the beginning, Qing Ji still felt awkward.She knew how deep Xianghuang's feelings for Wanwan were, and she also knew that Wanwan would even give her life for Xianghuang, but there was always a thorn in there.

Yinlie finally stopped looking at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, and looked up at Qingji with a clear look in his eyes: "Qingji, Xianghuang is not my king, and Wanwan is not my wife."

Qing Ji's complexion turned pale as expected, she gritted her teeth: "I know." However, she still couldn't help thinking, if there is no love that crosses identity and race, Ming Gan might not disappear, Yun Lingzi ——A person who is as gentle as a sister will not die.

Yin Lie lowered his head, his tone was still calm, and he answered Qing Ji's unspoken question: "I think, although she is dead, Madam will not regret meeting my king." At that time, they were surprised that Ming Gan brought back a A monk told them that this was his wife, and there were more than a few people who disagreed.However, seeing the deep love between the two, and the gentle smile on Minggan's usually indifferent face, Yun Lingzi worked hard to integrate into the lives of fairies for Minggan, and they won the blessing.

"...Yes." Qing Ji let out a long breath. At that time, she was the monster closest to Yun Lingzi, and Yun Lingzi treated her like a younger sister.Although she is a human being, her age is actually much younger than Qing Ji, "Silver fox, tell me, what is the purpose of the person who framed my king?"

They have discussed this issue many times, but no one has told them whether they are right or not.

For Minggan's beauty?For the position of Demon King?In order to provoke the conflict between the demon and the practitioner?However, if this is the case, why has there been no movement for decades?

Yin Lie didn't speak.

With a slight sound of the bamboo door opening, Xiang Huang came out of the room.

She looked up at the sky, and walked to where Yinlie and Qingji were: "Uncle Yin, Aunt Qing."

Qing Ji raised her hand with a smile, and a pair of jade bracelets in her right hand made a crisp sound: "Xiao Xianghuang, I like this very much."

Xianghuang smiled slightly, took out a box and handed it to Yinlie: "Uncle Yin, I didn't have time to take it out earlier, this is for you."

Yin Lie took it with a smile: "Come play a game?" He pointed to the chessboard.

"Okay." Xiang Huang nodded and sat down opposite Yin Lie.

This sitting is one or two hours.

When Elder Song came back, what he saw was Xianghuang frowning slightly, thinking about the black and white pieces on the chessboard, Yinlie looked at Xianghuang with a smile on his face as usual.

"Uncle Yin, I admit defeat." Xiang Huang put down the chess piece in his hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Yin Lie nodded, with approval in his eyes: "Your chess power is growing very fast, and it won't take many years. I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you."

"It's Uncle Yin who taught me well." Xianghuang replied with a light smile, polite and measured.

After the game of chess, Xianghuang was quickly taken away by Songlao to another valley far away from here.

Every time Songlao gave advice to Xianghuang, he would take her here.Although they are both demons, after all Songlao is a pine tree demon cultivator, and bamboo is the same plant, so the way of cultivating demons is naturally more similar than others, so he has always been mainly responsible for Xianghuang's cultivation.

When he came here, Song Lao didn't say a word, just took a look at Xianghuang and moved his hands directly.

Xiang Huang did not disappoint him, even though it was such a sudden attack, facing the person who taught her, Xiang Huang did not let down his vigilance, and took it naturally and calmly.

After just a few fights, Songlao stopped in the long jump and looked at Xianghuang: "You did a good job. The hard work of these years has not been in vain."

Xianghuang nodded: "Thank you Songlao for teaching."

Elder Song waved his hand, his wrinkled face remained expressionless, and his small eyes were full of vicissitudes: "This trip to Kunlun, has your goal been achieved?"

"Yes." Xianghuang nodded, "Wanwan will leave for a few days, and then she will come back, she—" Song Lao interrupted her unspoken words.

"You don't need to explain clearly to me." Song Lao's voice was old and seemed a little unreasonable, "Including your current cultivation level, what you have done, and what about her, you don't need to tell me, and No need to tell any of them."

Xianghuang opened his mouth to speak but stopped, finally lowered his eyes and nodded: "Xianghuang understands."

Elder Song seemed to relax a bit: "Since the female ghost could die for you, and you have done so much to bring her back, then you can always trust her, but it can only be her." He saw With a trace of sadness and depression in Xianghuang's eyebrows, he finally said something more.

He has lived for so long and seen so much, and he thinks he can see through Wanwan's heart for Xianghuang.Even though he hadn't met Wanwan yet, he was assured that Xianghuang would trust her.

What's more, Xianghuang is still so young, because of those things, she had to grow up under the pressure, because the traitor who didn't know who among them had to force her to doubt everyone around her. Life is too hard.

This is why Songlao let Xianghuang try every means to revive Wanwan.He taught Xianghuang that even he couldn't trust him, and he had to let her have someone she could trust.

It was night, and Xianghuang and Songlao returned to their residence.

Qing Ji had sent Yin Lie to the nearest town to buy good wine and food, filling the table.

As demon cultivators, with their cultivation level, they no longer need to obtain the energy they need through diet, but there is no need for them to refuse to enjoy diet.

Every monster has to admit that the food of ordinary people is indeed very delicious, which makes the monster want to stop.

However, the sumptuous dishes on this table failed to arouse much excitement.Xiao Jinzi takes Ke Sui to find friends for training, but he hasn't come back yet, Song Lao doesn't drink, Yin Lie is smiling and accompanying him like drinking tea, Xiang Huang is even more unfunny, making Qing Ji very boring.

However, holding a jar of wine, Qing Ji looked at Xiang Huang who seemed to be distracted, thought for a while and leaned forward: "Xiao Xiang Huang, this sad look, could it be that he is thinking about that female ghost?"

Xiang Huang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "I was thinking about the practitioner competition in half a year."

Qing Ji's eyes were quite dissatisfied: "There are still more than six months, what are you thinking about it?" She thought she could make fun of Xianghuang, but she didn't expect this little guy to have such a serious and old-fashioned look, and she couldn't help but miss the past. Xianghuang came when Wanwan was there for a few days.

"When will Wanwan come back?" Qing Ji simply sat down on the seat next to Xianghuang and asked.

"She only said she was gone for a few days, and I don't know when she will return." Xianghuang shook her head, "Is Aunt Qing looking for Wanwan?"

"She still owes me to drink with me." Qing Ji waved her hand, with disbelief in her eyes, "But, you don't know?"

"En." Xiang Huang looked at Qing Ji suspiciously, why did she make such an expression?

Qing Ji put one hand on Xiang Huang's shoulders, shaking her head with a "incompetent" expression: "Xiao Xiang Huang, aren't you afraid that she won't come back if she leaves? You didn't even ask her what she was going to do when she went out, did you?" ?”

"No." Xianghuang replied affirmatively, not worried about Qing Ji's assumption, but showed a slight smile, "I said to retreat for two days, and Wanwan will rush back as soon as possible. But I really didn't ask her to do it. What."

That's how she believed in Wanwan unconditionally. When she left Wanwan that time, Wanwan followed her in the end, so she won't abandon her now.Perhaps, Mr. Song just saw through this point?Xiang Huang couldn't help thinking.

However, I have to admit that since Wanwan came back, her tense heart has relaxed a lot.

Finally not alone.

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Xianghuang, you are just like your father, you are the seed of infatuation." Qing Ji couldn't help feeling, she raised her head and took a sip of wine, then shook her head boredly and stood up, "I'll drink for a while, so I won't drag you .” She raised her hand to pick up a jar of wine, waved her hand and left.

Yin Lie also put down his wine glass and stood up: "After the retreat, I fought with Song Lao again. Let's rest early today."

"En." Xiang Huang nodded, and after Yin Lie left, he waved to clean up the table and went back to his room.

It was still early, and Xianghuang didn't feel sleepy for a while, sitting at the table subconsciously reached for the rope around his neck.

Only the smooth neck was touched, and the rope that had been worn for more than ten years was no longer there. Only then did Xianghuang remember that Wanwan had returned, and was no longer a ghost stone.

She couldn't help shaking her head amusedly, looking at her hands: "Wanwan, I'm used to you being by my side all the time." She knew that Wanwan would be back soon, but she still thought about it.

Putting her palms together, Xianghuang looked up out of the window: "When you come back, I still have a lot to tell you." There was a bit of doubt in her eyes, "You are now completely tied to me, you won't separate."

The author has something to say: =_=Bai Ye swears never to make such a self-abuse summary again!

And, in fact, Xiaozhuzi really had a hard time... Wanwan, come back soon!

Finally: Xiaozhuzi seems to be relatively soft in the performance related to Wanwan, but please pay attention!The last sentence of this chapter [Is it expressed...