Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

Recalling everything at that time, Xie Zhuo almost laughed angrily.

The little brat obviously still had three points of consciousness, but the moment he saw him, he jumped up like a demon.

Xie Zhuo looked back with a smile but not a smile, and glanced at Xuan Xiao lightly: "Is it true that you have lost your mind?"

This brat, really didn't do it on purpose?

A trace of shyness appeared on Xuan Xiao's ice-like face, and he showed a gentleness that he hadn't shown in hundreds of years, and smiled lightly: "What do you think?"

As the most powerful Mahayana in the world, how can there be anything in this world that can completely disturb his mind?

Before Xie Zhuo arrived, the mere poison was about to be forced out by him.

However, Xie Zhuo came.

Because he saw his old friend, he stepped on the withered grass on the ground under his unsteady mood, and successfully made Xuan Xiao notice his existence.

With just one glance, Xuan Xiao went crazy for that man.

At that moment, the poison of spring was pervasive, triggering Xuan Xiao's delusions of nearly a thousand years in an instant.

When did you discover Uncle Xinnian?

Was it on the day he left, or when he remembered for thousands of years?

Or, because of the warm sunshine in the afternoon and the lazy smile of that person.

Xuan Xiao can't remember when the first strands of blue hair were produced, but he knows that those love threads have grown wildly over the years, occupying every inch of his heart, and then rushed out of his heart brutally today, rushing to the teacher's uncle body.

He was a little afraid of the first kiss.

He was afraid that his uncle would push him away, and that his uncle would show disgust towards him.

However, there are always some things that are unexpected. The uncle was just slightly surprised and asked with a smile: "What is this for? Do you know who I am?"

When he spoke, his lips trembled slightly, so that the two intimate people could feel the slight friction.

How can you not know?

The person in front of him turned into a cloud in the sky, and Xuan Xiao could also see his real body.

He closed his eyes, seemed to be begging, but also sighed softly: "Master Uncle, Xie Zhuo..."

After this sound, he seemed to hear another chuckle.

"So careless." The man said lightly in his ear, with the jokes and thoughtfulness of the past.

Under his leadership, Xuan Xiao ascended to the bliss of the world, and was kicked down the endless abyss after waking up.

He still remembered his uncle panting softly at that time, and even more remembered his uncle's still red eyes, and his own shadow in his watery eyes.

When he was gently comforted by him, Xuan Xiao thought that his uncle loved him.

Otherwise, how could such a proud person let him be under him and do all the presumptuous things?

He entangled with him in a dream, and felt the bone-chilling cold after waking up.

The uncle was gone, he was being extremely intimate with himself, after stroking his hair to comfort him, he disappeared.

Those beauties are like dreams, which can be shattered in a blink of an eye without leaving any trace.

Xuan Xiao couldn't tell whether he was angry or sad at that time, the events of the millennium were repeated in front of him, and the uncle disappeared again after he woke up.

However, he is no longer the little sword cultivator who couldn't even get out of the mountain gate.

As the most powerful person in the practice world today, Xuan Xiao can easily cover the entire practice world with his spiritual consciousness, and he can even find his familiar aura from it.

But in a short time, he chased after his uncle, and saw the man who hadn't seen him for hundreds of years and was still the same as before.