[Comprehensive] The way home of the poisonous sister

After Xie Jianxian fell, his body quickly disappeared on the ground.

Yueluo didn't look at him anymore, and flew directly to the side of the master and Chonglou, and untied the two who were tied up in the rope.

Seeing that the backer had collapsed, those who pushed the yelling immediately ran away, leaving a less courageous one kneeling down and begging for mercy.

Yueluo was not interested in bullying these little guys, so after untying the rope between Chonglou and the master, she just stood aside and said nothing.

On the other hand, Sedum, who clapped her hands happily, took away the little guy who was kneeling on the ground with her ears pulled.

Yueluo stood three steps away from the master, secretly guessing nervously in her heart that the master didn't know whether she believed in her now.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Yueluo standing like a wooden stake, and knew what she was thinking at this moment.

In fact, when Ximen Chuuxue saw the letter she wrote to him, Ximen Chuuxue already believed it in his heart.

After all, Ximen Chuuxue has also experienced time-traveling himself, so of course he knows that there are such unbelievable things as breaking the void and crossing boundaries in the world.

As for Yueluo, she just changed her body just like what those cultivators called "Duoshe".

However, the essence of her soul is still her, and it will not be completely changed just because she changed her body.

It's just that Ximen Chuuxue never apologized, so he just pursed his lips, looked at her with deep and indifferent eyes, and when she ran over with joyful expressions, he said: "A Luo, you ,Thanks for your hard work."

The master has never called her so kindly, nor has she said any touching words, but Yueluo feels that these are the warmest words she has heard after traveling through worlds.

Yueluo suppressed the sudden sourness in her heart, her throat choked with sobs, and then she blushed slightly, twisted away awkwardly and said, "I'm not working hard."

Murong Ziying also walked to Yueluo's side at this time, which aroused a thought that Yueluo had been suppressing in her heart.

With reddish eyes, Yueluo turned around and stared straight at Chonglou who had been standing aside watching the show, and asked with some leisure: "Chonglou, do you know that Xie Jianxian once hurt Ziying's sword? been down?"

Chonglou put down his arms that he had been embracing, and after hearing Demon Sword's words, he squinted at Murong Ziying, who had been standing by the side without speaking, and then told Yueluo directly without feeling embarrassed: "He is from the Six Realms." Other than him, Xie Jianxian was restrained by him, so it is not surprising that he was injured."

Yueluo didn't understand, Ziying just traveled from the past to the present, how could she be considered a person outside the Six Realms.

Chonglou didn't mean to answer her doubts, but asked Ximen Chuuxue who was standing aside: "Are you going back to the Demon Realm?"

Ximen Chuixue nodded with his expressionless handsome face, then looked at Yueluo, and asked, "Ah Luo, are you going to the Demon Realm?"

After listening to the master's words, Yueluo shook her head resolutely, although she was apologetic in her heart, then grabbed Murong Ziying's sleeve with one paw, and said to the master with a smile that could not be concealed: "Master, I have already promised Ziying Now, in the future, I will start a sect with him, so I can't go to the Demon Realm with you."

"When will I..." Just as Ziying wanted to defend herself, she felt that someone twisted her wrist suddenly. Although the force was not heavy, it still prevented him from speaking out.

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, expressing his understanding.

During that time in the Demon Realm, Ximen Chuuxue also got to know the young man in front of him, knowing that he was indifferent and affectionate.

If they are together in the future, there will be no major problems.

So he left Shushan with Chonglou.

After everyone had left, Ziying looked at the smiling Yueluo, and asked puzzledly: "Miss Yueluo, when did Ziying say that she was going to start a sect? There are also girls and Ziying, men and women. Don't, it's the right way to separate, Ziying originally planned to bid farewell to the girl after everything subsides, girl..."

Before Murong Ziying finished speaking, Yueluo covered his mouth with one hand with an impatient face.

When he was surprised and habitually frowned, he said bluntly: "Ziying, I know you have a crush on me, so don't make excuses."

Murong Ziying's heart was blocked by Yueluo's sudden words, her mouth, which was about to say something, suddenly couldn't say anything.

Seeing Murong Ziying calm down, Yueluo let go of her hand covering his mouth, and then said with a smile: "Ziying, I know you miss Qionghua very much, and you are worried that Qionghua's orthodoxy will be lost, but, Ziying, you can rest assured that no matter where you are, I will accompany you, you start a school, I will accompany you, if you want to experience the world, I will also accompany you, Ziying, the road alone It's too difficult to walk, and you and I still have a long time, whether as a Taoist companion or a confidant, I hope that my company will also be your best company."

"Girl Yueluo" Murong Ziying thought for a while, and suddenly stopped the person who turned around and left after saying those words, put the sword in her hand back into the sword case with the sword-holding hand, and ran to her side , when she looked at herself suspiciously, she stretched out her hand slowly and with difficulty.

"Huh?" A trace of doubt and understanding flashed in Yueluo's eyes, but she didn't know whether the thinking of the person in front of her was similar to her own.

Seeing that she did not resist, but did not accept, Murong Ziying firmly held her hand and said, "The fifteenth day of next month is a good day."

"Huh?" Why did the topic change again, before Yueluo could be happy, Ziying suddenly figured it out, and when she heard such a sentence, her face was rarely confused.

Murong Ziying suddenly coughed lightly, and then said something in a voice as clear as ice that made his own ears turn red.

"That day... let's hold a double cultivation ceremony."

Yueluo was stunned, she didn't expect Ziying to say that she wanted to practice double cultivation just because she was just expressing her heart.

It turned out that he was so eager.

Yueluo silently wondered if she said it too early, she should have waited until he spoke first.

Fortunately, the end result was the same, Yueluo didn't struggle, she nodded and agreed to him.

many years later

Ziying has cultivated into a fairy.

Yueluo was still by his side every day as before.

As for those old people, after knowing that Ximen Chuuxue's legs recovered, Chong Lou taught Ximen Chuuxue the magic repair method. Yueluo was not in the demon world at that time, so she didn't know about it. By the time she knew about it, it would have been too late Night.

The master has long since become a complete member of the devil world.

Fortunately, the master is not Zhonglou's subordinate, he has always been in a special position in the Demon Realm.

However, Yueluo didn't worry too much.

Solanum nigrum and Hongkui have been playing all over the world, and the two of them accompany and depend on each other, but they each enjoy their own time.

Jingtian and Xuejian had three children, all mischievous.

As a descendant of the female snail, Zixuan tried her best to keep her appearance, but in the end she still looks old.

Xu Changqing's talents are not much different from Ziying's, but he became a fairy before Ziying.

But Yueluo thinks it must be because Ziying pays more attention to affection.

Ziying did not establish a sect, but chose to stay in Tianyong City, which is not particularly powerful, and became an elder holding a sword.

But because his vision was too high, he never found a suitable disciple.

On this day, Ziying Yujian brought Yueluo back from the outside, at the foot of a mountain, she heard a burst of children crying.

"What's the matter, Ziying?" Yueluo leaned against Ziying's arms, suddenly felt the person behind her stop the sword, opened her eyes immediately, and asked in a vague tone.

"There is someone down the mountain, Ah Luo, I'll go and have a look." Seeing that Ah Luo was still extremely sleepy, Ziying couldn't bear to disturb her.

"Let's go together." Yueluo was tossed and tossed by him last night, so of course she didn't rest well.

But the body is different from ordinary people, and it has almost completely recovered now.

When she got closer, Yueluo realized that it was a five or six-year-old boy sitting on the ground, crying loudly.

Yueluo ran up in small steps, and patted his shoulder: "Little brother, why are you crying here alone, where is your family?"

Hearing this, the little boy who was patted on the shoulder cried even more fiercely, sobbing while crying, "Brother... my brother is gone."

Although what the little boy said was unclear, Yueluo still guessed from his words that his younger brother might have been abducted or killed.

At this time, Murong Ziying, who had been standing aside without speaking, suddenly said, "Would you like me to be your teacher?"

Yueluo was dumbfounded, the child in front of her was still crying, Ziying just asked questions without seeing.

However, probably, between very few people, sometimes there is a kind of unknown same information.

The little boy who was still crying suddenly stopped crying, and looked at Murong Ziying with red eyes full of expectation: "Can I find my younger brother with you as my teacher?"

"Of course." Murong Ziying responded directly.

"..." The corners of Yueluo's mouth twitched, and she really wanted to shake his shoulders and ask loudly, how much confidence do you have to agree to other people's requests without the soul-inducing incense?

No matter how much Yueluo complained, Lingyue was still brought back to Tianyong City by Ziying.

With disciple inheritance, Murong Ziying no longer goes out often.

Started the way of raising disciples openly and showing affection.

Although Ziying became a fairy, she did not go any further because of the word love.

After thousands of years, he finally left the world.

"Ziying, Ziying, wake up, you are late for class today." A clear and energetic voice made Murong Ziying, who was lying on the bed drowsy, slowly opened her eyes.

Murong Ziying narrowed her eyes, and suddenly woke up when she saw the figure standing by the bed.

"Uncle Suxi..." Ziying couldn't believe that she would see Uncle Suxi again.

When his gaze inadvertently caught his hand, he was even more astonished in his heart.

how, how come

"Ziying, why are you so muddled today? Forget it, you should rest more today and take good care of your body. Uncle Master has to go and see those little guys, so we won't stay any longer." Su Xi pinched for Ziying. He squeezed the corner of the quilt, turned around and opened the door, and walked away.

Murong Ziying, who had been lying on the bed for a long time and couldn't regain her senses, muttered softly, feeling lost: "It turns out that everything is just a dream."