Linyuan Dengxian

Wuyou brushed her face, kissed her eyes, and said a little guilty, "I was reckless, I just..."

Qing Xu twisted her waist, blushing, and shouted in embarrassment, "Shut up!".

Smiling worry-free, he pulled her to sit in his arms, letting the ice and snow pile up on the top of his head and shoulders, making the two of them into two snowmen.

After a long time, Wuyou said slowly, "Hundreds of years ago, the first time I got along with you was in the scorching Tanggu, and this time, it was in the abyss of extreme cold. It made me see a different you."

"Chi Ling?", "Chi Ling", the two said in unison,

Qing Xu frowned, "You really like Chi Ling more",

Wuyou shook his head and said, "Instead, I feel that you at this moment are more like you at Chi Ling's time, free and casual."

Qing Xu nestled in her arms, brushed her chin with his fingers, and kept silent. It would be great if there were only the two of them.

There is no Chang Xi, no Hua Ying, no Jing Heng, no Xuan Ji that makes her miss her.

What she sees in front of her eyes and what she thinks in her heart are all herself, so that would be great.

It's a pity that she can't say these words, and she also knows very clearly that other people forget it, only Xuanji is the one who Wuyou can never forget.

After the ultimate joy, there will always be some depression and loneliness, this is often revealed in her eyes, and Wuyou can see it clearly.

She shook Qingxu's hand and put it in her heart, "I promise you, I will let go of my obsessions and untie my knots, and for the rest of my life, you will be by my side."

Qing Xu embraced her neck, paused, then kissed her on the face, a blush flashed across her face, and she turned her head to look into the distance, only her ears were bright red, which betrayed her restlessness.

"If you dare to do this again, I won't care about it," Wuyou threatened, seeing Qingxu's head tilted, he pressed her under him, smiled, hugged her, and bowed his head to kiss.

The sky is full of ice and snow, but only the lakeside is as warm as spring.

In the days that followed, Wuyou and Qingxu stayed in the Abyss of Extreme Cold. On the one hand, Qingxu needed to recover his immortal power. Xianji, on the other hand, naturally wants to temper the Zhixu Sword.

With the Bingyuan Cold Essence given by Yuanzu, and Wuyou had prepared a lot of fairy liquid and essence stones for casting fairy artifacts for Qingxu, and the two exchanged a lot of experience on the casting of Zhixu Sword.

Ten years have passed since this stay, Qingxu has completely refined the Bingpo Pill, his spiritual power has been promoted to Shangxian, and the fairy root and immortal bones have been tempered into ice bones and jade skin in the abyss of extreme cold. The meridians are swimming, and the immortal body is becoming more and more proficient in transforming into a dragon. The dragon shape is strong and tough.

Qingxu opened his eyes, and saw in the white mist by the lake, not far away, an ice cave was piled up with ice to block the raging cold wind, and there was a shadowy figure inside, sitting cross-legged, with a barrier, to resist The bone-piercing chill, I'm afraid she doesn't like such severe cold.

Sometimes, even sitting in the hot lake to drive away the cold.

Qing Xu walked to her side, feeling even more chilly, but the real fire of enchantment was extinguished, and both of them subconsciously restrained the celestial power they released, and hugged each other.

Even though it is the Frost Immortal Root, which likes the cold naturally, but it is comfortable and comfortable next to her warm body.

Qingxu couldn't help but put his hand around her arm, and stretched out his cold hand into her palm. In the cold place, only she can give warmth.

Wuyou opened her eyes, took her into her arms, clasped her hands together, her spiritual sense saw through her fairy bones, "After refining the Ice Soul Pill, the fairy bones are indeed much stronger." She reached out and brushed Qingxu's silver hair, "You step on After entering the Immortal Realm, I thought you were going to dissipate with your thin body."

"For the past ten years, I have suffered from you, so stay with me in this cold place," Qingxu said softly, she didn't want Wuyou to suffer here, but she couldn't bear her to leave, as long as she could feel her breath, she would feel at ease .

"This severe cold forces me to adjust my breath all the time to resist, which is also good for my cultivation." The corner of Wuyou's mouth curled slightly, "It's quiet here, no one disturbs you, it's very good."

Qingxu's beautiful eyes gave her a veiled look. Since she was in seclusion, she usually only said a word or two to Wuyou every three or four years, but this person didn't care.

Wuyou hugged her tightly, and said in a low voice, "You have waited for me for hundreds of years, and I have waited for you for ten or twenty years, so what's the point?",

She tilted her head and kissed Qingxu's silver hair, and sometimes she felt as if she was about to melt into the ice and snow, making her more celestial, but less energetic.

Only when you hold her in your arms, and only when you care for her freely, will she show that fascinating expression of shyness and coquettishness, and feel that she belongs to her.

"Although this place is helpful for your ice-cold celestial root cultivation, if you stay for a long time, I'm afraid you will turn into a block of ice. After the Zhixu sword is cast, let's go back to Tianze Mountain." Wuyou said, palm Walking around her irregularly, counting it, it has been three years since he hugged her.

"Forging the Zhixu Sword, you need to recharge your energy and concentrate, and don't do anything to distract your mind." Qingxu bit his lip lightly and said,

"Oh, what's the matter?" Wuyou replied casually, only sighing inwardly, after three years, her skin seemed to be smoother and more tender.

Qingxu pressed down her mischievous hand, looked up at her, and said angrily, "That's what you're doing right now",

Wuyou lowered her eyes in astonishment, and said lightly, "This way", her brows and eyes were slightly annoyed, with a helpless expression, and a bit of unwillingness, like Han Xing's eyes, bursting with a palpitating light, just like this straight Looking at Qingxu.

Such domineering and powerful eyes seemed to swallow Qing Xu even the belt and bones, but the sparks faded away, and he became forbearing and helpless, and a little bit wronged.

Qing Xu pursed his lips, hesitated a little, pondered for a moment, held her face in his hands, leaned over and kissed her lightly, and wanted to withdraw, but she pressed the back of his head, deepening this shallow kiss.

The wind and the grass blew the little spark into a prairie fire. I can't remember when the clothes were broken, the hair was scattered, and the heart was also in a mess. I only remember the surging waves that swept in, pushing them to the waves one after another. peak, and then slapped the rock heavily, splashing snow-white waves, and the slap was fragmented.

In the next ten years, Qingxu devoted all his energy to the casting of Zhixu. With the sound of Qingyue's celestial weapons colliding, in the extremely blue ice flames, the Zhixu sword seemed to be completely reborn, removing the remaining impurities and refining it. The sword became more translucent, with a faint white mist lingering, and after the cold refining, ice blue lines formed on the sword body, like an ice dragon swimming proudly in the mist.

Wuyou watched as Qingxu manipulated the ice flame, causing the virtual sword to condense again, and the sound of Yin Yinlong's chant sounded, she held her palm in the void, and saw a lavender Ziji real fire rushing in, merging with the ice blue flame Then, in the extreme heat and cold, the shape of Zhixu Sword began to shake, and its shape was unstable.

Void made with cold essence and icy flames can possess the powerful ability of icy cold, but it may become brittle in the scorching flames. Only by tempering with the real purple fire can it be heat-resistant. The ability to withstand the cold.

To grasp the balance, one needs to use powerful spiritual sense to precisely control the flames. The two have an excellent tacit understanding in the imprint of the Lingmeng Pagoda. Ice and Fire have reached a certain level of balance and coordination , Zhixu Sword trembled slightly in the fusion of ice flames and raging flames, and finally a white light broke through the sky, dazzling and brilliant.

The shining sword is shining, the thin sword body is like a piece of ice and snow, light and fluttering, but it brings a bone-chilling chill and strong sword energy wherever it passes, it is flying in mid-air, and gently falls into Qingxu's palm, like a feather, full of life Hui, the breath of the dragon soul is mighty and majestic.

"In this way, it can be regarded as a high-level fairy weapon." Wuyou nodded in satisfaction. The powerful chill and sword energy made her feel a little uncomfortable. Although it was not as good as the ancient artifact like the Eastern Emperor Bell, it was still In the fairy world, it is considered a top-level fairy weapon.

Qing Xu smiled sweetly at her, put his hands behind his back, paused, stretched out, and said, "I also practiced it for you." In her palm lay a blue and translucent dagger, The spine is gilded, and the thin blade is glowing with a cold blue light.

There were two characters engraved on it, which said Chi Gui!

Back then when the pool was shattered, the two became strangers, so Wuyou made a promise that he would never want to see each other forever.

Chi Gui witnessed their past, and it was the memory of the most relaxed days when they were together in Tanggu.

After Chi Gui was broken, no one mentioned it again.But not mentioning it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

The worry-free sword is only used to kill the enemy.

On weekdays, the only thing she uses with her usual hand is Wufeng, which is not even considered a spiritual weapon, but an ordinary, relatively sharp mortal weapon.

But Wufeng was a gift from Xuanji.

Seeing that Wuyou's face was gloomy and he looked at Chi Gui thoughtfully, Qingxu couldn't help feeling a little regretful, so he withdrew his hand and said, "I don't want to replace anything, I just, just, feel that I owe you Chi Gui of".

Wuyou blinked slowly, and when he raised his head, the corners of his mouth hooked up, and he reached out to take Chi Guidao, "Since it's your wish, I'll accept it."

The two fell into silence for a while, as if the scene from that year seemed to be brought up by Chi Gui's appearance. The feelings of despair, helplessness, and resentment at that time were buried in the bottom of their hearts with the passage of time, fading and fading, but occasionally thinking about it in time, it was still the same. It's hard to calm down.

Qing Xu bit her lips, stepped forward and hugged her waist from behind, buried her face on her back, and said in a low voice, "At that time, I just didn't want you to fall into the devil's barrier, go astray, and never intended to be your enemy ".

"I'm paranoid", Wuyou said in a low voice, she took Qingxu's hand, looked up into the distance, "Let's go, it's time to go back", Qingxu's expression was gloomy, and he lowered his head in response.

Wuyou squeezed her hand and said, "From the beginning to the end, it was my fault, and I will accept the punishment. It was never your fault."