After Xuan Hua went out, he locked himself in the house for many days. Dong Zi came to see him and was quite worried: "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Xuan Hua didn't speak, he felt annoyed when he saw all the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

One month later, Ninghua came to see him. She handed him a package and said gently, "Xuanhua, it's time for you to set off."

He sat on the futon and slowly looked up at her.

The brilliance fell on her, and her smile was gentle and calm, as always.

Xuan Hua took the package tremblingly, lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice, "Do you know... I like you."

"I know." Ninghua smiled, stroked his hair, and said gently, "But Xuanhua, not every emotion should be responded to."

He didn't speak, bit his lower lip, stood up trembling, held the package, and stumbled out.

When going down the mountain, she stood on the top of the mountain and looked at him, with a blue shirt and a crown, just like 400 years ago, she sent him away.

This time, he was no longer in the calm state of mind. He forced himself not to look back.

Qin Feng jumped up beside him and said cheerfully, "Hey, you've been abandoned!"

"Shut up!" Xuan Hua didn't look back, tears fell. Qin Feng was stunned for a while, and then said, "Are you crying? For an ant, what's there to cry about?"

"Shut up!" Xuan Hua, like a young man, wiped away the tears with his sleeves, and hurried forward.

Qin Feng didn't care, and jumped after him.

After leaving the Heavenly Sword Sect, they left aimlessly. As a dragon clan, Xuanhua's cultivation base is extremely slow to advance, but his cultivation base has nothing to do with his own combat power. Just like Qin Feng looks like a Jindan cultivator, but almost no cultivator can really help her.

Qin Feng is a phoenix who has completely preserved the inheritance. She remembers everything in the upper realm and talks to him with twitter.

"We are born gods, and we are different from these ants. However, because our abilities are too strong, we also need to hone our Taoism in the world. When we ascend in the future, they will also be ranked as golden immortals, but we can directly become gods. ."

"Do you know what it means to become a god? No one can beat us. We can create a world and destroy a world with a wave of our hands."

"So, Xuanhua," Qin Feng patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Imagine the future of dominating the Three Thousand Realms in the future, what a mere ants!"

Xuan Hua generally listened to her nonsense and rubbed his sword.

His sword was given to him by Ninghua, a very simple sword with a black hilt and a silver-white blade, without any fancy.

She said it was the first time she had made a sword, so he kept cherishing it, always rubbing it and rubbing it.

Qin Feng looks high-spirited every day. Sometimes Xuanhua can't help but find it funny. Hearing her vow to marry him, he can't help but ask, "Why do you want to marry me?"

"Because you are a dragon and I am a phoenix, we will dominate the Three Thousand Realms together!"

"What if I'm not a dragon?"

"How can you not be a dragon?" Qin Feng couldn't understand what he was asking. Xuan Hua couldn't help but say: "You are still young and don't understand anything."

Xuanhua and Qin Feng fought for two hundred years, and Tianjianzong finally became a fairly prestigious swordsmanship sect. At that time, Daoist cultivators were prevalent, and sword cultivators were not considered to be any cultivators to look down on. As the only cultivator of Tianjian Sect who had reached the integration stage, Ninghua was also the only sword cultivator to be praised by Dao cultivators.

That year, Xuan Hua passed by the Heavenly Sword Sect from afar, and happened to see Ning Hua passing the sword from above. After not seeing her for many years, her brows became colder, and even her smile was slowly lost, becoming the legendary fit power, which was daunting.

He felt that he didn't seem to know her anymore, and that night, he drank in the pub.

Qin Feng drank with him. The two of them drank in the dark, and he remembered coming when he was young.

At the age of thirteen, he had a fight with someone else. The other party is the son of a Jindan cultivator, very arrogant. He and the other party rolled on the ground and fought hard to separate. Then he met the father of the other party, the Jindan cultivator took him back to the cave, hung him up with a vine, and asked his child to hold a leather whip dipped in salt water, whipping him one by one.

He was almost knocked out by the opponent, and that was when he saw Ninghua coming.

The moment she saw him, her usual peaceful and calm face finally lost the smile.

Then she drew her sword.

At that time, she was just a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment period, but just for a child, she drew her sword against the cultivator of the Jindan period. That battle was fought in darkness. After she killed the father and son with her own hands, she staggered to him and protected him in her arms.

Her body was full of blood, but his heart was at peace.

"Sorry, I'm late," she said.

He shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "No, it's not too late."

You are here, that's enough. Although it is a lot late, I will always be waiting for you.

Then he dreamed again that when he was twenty years old, she took him to a pub in the world and taught him to drink. It was a snowy winter night. After he finished drinking, he knelt on the ground and cried. She leaned on the side with her hands in her robe, and laughed out loud as she watched him.

That day, she was wearing a long-sleeved robe with a blue gauze and white shirt, and tied her hair behind her back with a blue headband, and her eyes were as bright as stars in the night. After he vomited, when he raised his head, he saw her raised her head, her beautiful chin was slightly raised, she stretched out her hand, and sighed softly, "It's snowing."

When she spoke, Bai Qi was in the air. Snowflakes fell one after another, and soon filled the entire world. The two of them walked slowly back to the mountain on the night snow. Snow fell all over their hair, and she reached out and lifted it for him.

"Xuanhua," she said with a chuckle, "you can't go out on snow with girls when you grow up."

"Why?"

"I'm most afraid that I don't know where the love is, and the green mountains are not old and white."

She twisted down a branch and turned it into a bamboo umbrella.

She was probably a little drunk that day, and said gently: "Not everyone can grow old together."

Xuan Hua stared at her blankly, she handed the umbrella into his hands, folded her hands in her sleeves, and turned to leave. The clogs made a crunching sound as they stepped on the snow, as if stepping on his heart.

He didn't understand it then, but now he does. The moment she handed him the umbrella, this feeling was quietly rejected by her.

Qin Feng was also drunk that night, and kept dragging him to talk. In addition to those who dominated the Three Realms, Qin Feng also commented on his feelings.

"Ninghua Dao's heart is very stable, don't think about it, be careful that you don't know when she was sold by her."

"She must like you. It's just that she knows what she wants too well for her. I said don't think about her, look at me, I'm not very good."

"You always say that I don't like you... I'm doing it for destiny."

"But..." Qin Feng was so drunk that she slammed the glass and said angrily, "Do you think my aunt is a person who accepts fate?!"

"I'm really... I really like you a little bit."

"Don't worry about Ninghua," Qin Feng's eyes turned red: "Look at me."

"System," Su Qingyi's eyes blushed looking at the crying face of Qin Zichen, and Su Qingyi covered her eyes and said, "I feel so distressed! I feel like my son is crying, what should I do?"

System: "Imagine, would you comfort your mother-in-law?"

Afraid that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not close enough?

As soon as he heard the system's words, Su Qingyi didn't feel anything about Qin Feng, and continued to be his own melon eater.

The two were madly drunk all night, and when they woke up, they didn't say anything.

After a while, the two of them were in the inn and suddenly heard about the demon cultivator attacking the Heavenly Sword Sect.

This incident spread throughout the cultivation world. At that time, demon cultivators were generally higher than human cultivators, mainly because there were several monks in the demon cultivator who were comparable to the Mahayana period, and the highest realm on the human side was just that. combined.

This time, it seems that a female disciple of Tianjian Sect was humiliated to death by the demon cultivator, and the disciple was angry and ambush and killed the demon cultivator, so a demon cultivator in the Mahayana period came with a mighty cultivator, Threatened to slaughter the entire Heavenly Sword Sect.

All the monks shook their heads and sighed, feeling that Tianjianzong was a pity.

When he heard the news, Xuan Hua almost froze in his head, and subconsciously wanted to return to the Heavenly Sword Sect, but was pulled by Qin Feng.

"She will drive you away when she doesn't need you. If she doesn't speak now, you just go back. Are you a jerk?"

Xuan Hua didn't speak, pursed his lips, Qin Feng sneered: "I'll make a bet with you, do you want it?"

"What bet?" Xuanhua was a little dazed, Qin Feng raised a finger: "I bet with you for one night, just tonight, Ninghua will definitely come to you, and she will promise you anything you want, and you will believe it. Do not believe."

"Why should I bet with you?" Xuanhua said stiffly, Qin Feng slapped the table and said angrily, "Auntie just wants you to understand what you are in her heart! You and her are not a family at all, she If you don't treat you as a human being, don't think about him too much. In her heart, you can't compare to the bastards of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"Don't talk about it." Xuan Hua was a little irritable. Qin Feng snorted coldly: "If you don't believe me, just watch."

With Qin Feng stopping him, Xuanhua rested in the inn that day. He hadn't slept that night, thinking about the days of the Heavenly Sword Sect. When it was late at night, he suddenly felt someone standing in the house.

He opened his eyes suddenly and drew his sword. The sword broke through the night, stopped in front of the opponent, pointed at the tip of the opponent's nose, and the opponent stared at him quietly in the darkness, his eyes like Kunlun ice and snow.

At that moment, Xuan Hua really wanted to kill her.

However, when she spoke, he softened again and listened to her: "Xuanhua."

"What are you doing here?" he said stiffly, both anticipating and afraid of her answer.

"I'm here to beg you." She said frankly: "Please save Heavenly Sword Sect."

"What you can't do with your spiritual cultivation base," Xuan Hua couldn't help sneering: "What else can I do?"

Ninghua didn't speak. After a long time, she said slowly, "You are a dragon."

Xuan Hua turned his head sharply and stared at her.

Qin Feng had explained to him a long time ago that as dragons and phoenixes are dangerous in this world of self-cultivation, they are gods, and their flesh and bones are treasures in the eyes of these monks. The reason why Longfeng was born as a cub and transformed into a human form was because he was afraid of being discovered.

But at this moment, she said frankly - you are a dragon.

If it is a dragon, it can be transformed into a dragon shape, it can be used as a spiritual pet, and it can be used by monks.

A Spirit Transformation monk with a dragon as a spiritual pet is more than enough to deal with a Mahayana monk.

So the moment she said he was a dragon, he understood what she meant.

The surrounding air cooled down instantly, and she clearly felt his anger, but her eyes were calm and steady, without fear.

"Tianjianzong is a sect founded by me. As a cultivator, it is their highest dream to become famous, establish a sect, and ascend to the avenue."

"I established this sect to make it prosperous. When they enter my sect, I will promise them a future."

"They?" Xuan Hua laughed sarcastically: "What about me?"

"You promised them a future, and I was raised by you, why can't you promise me a future?"

"I'm in your heart," he raised his finger on her chest and said hoarsely, "is it a person?"

Ninghua's face was still, Xuanhua's eyes were red, and she looked at her quietly: "Tell me the truth, in your heart, do you see me as a person?"

However, this answer does not require Ninghua to speak, Xuanhua already understands.

If she saw him as a human being, she wouldn't put forward the condition of treating him as a spiritual pet.

In her heart, he was always a beast, just a beast.

Sublimation was silent for a long time, a long time, a long time, and she finally said, "I liked you."

Xuan Hua was stunned, watching the person in front of him raise his hand, unbuttoning his clothes one by one, his face calm.

"Or, I like you now."

Xuan Hua stared at her blankly until she was no longer wearing any strands. He raised his head and stared at him quietly: "But I have a great way and longevity. I know what I want. Xuanhua, what do you want, I'll give it to you. You, then what I want, I hope, you can give me."

Xuan Hua didn't speak, his breathing was a little heavy.

At that moment, everything dissipated, and there was only the person in front of him in his eyes.

She raised her hand and caressed his face with a cold hand, like a banshee, and said indifferently, "Promise me."

"You... like me." Xuan Hua looked at her face with his last reason. The woman looked magnanimous and nodded: "Yes, I like you."

"Okay..." Xuan Hua turned his face away, squatted down, picked up her clothes, and put them on for her one by one.

"I never want you to give anything. You like me, if only a little, that's enough."

Ninghua didn't speak, she looked at him in astonishment. Xuan Hua couldn't help but laugh.

"Sublimation," he said hoarsely, "what are you going to do after you ascend to immortality in the future?"

Ninghua didn't speak, she frowned: "I... don't know."

"I'll tell you," he said softly, "you'll regret it."

"If I regret it," Ninghua chuckled lightly, "then I will have another choice to regret. Now I only know that I will take whatever I want now."

"Okay...Okay." Xuan Hua laughed lightly, opened his hands and said, "Come on, if you want me to be your spiritual pet, then do it."

"Minghua," Xuanhua said with a smile, "I have never, never rejected you. In fact, if you don't come tonight, I will find you too. It's just that you are here."

Ninghua's face was full of confusion. After a while, she quickly restrained her expression, lowered her eyebrows, and quickly drew a beast-controlling talisman.

Fu Zhuan took the blood of Sublimation Hua into Xuan Hua's body, carrying her brand. Xuan Hua's whole body was boiling, it was the first time he knew so clearly.

He is different from people.

He is a dragon, a god, a beast, and never a person in the eyes of Ninghua.

He howled in pain and uttered bursts of dragon roars. Qin Feng woke up from his sleep and rushed to Xuanhua's room. He saw Xuanhua kneeling in front of Ninghua, and the spirit pet that was spinning around his neck. The contract, could not help but let out a sharp Feng Ming, and slammed towards Ninghua!

Ninghua glanced coldly at Qin Feng, blocked her attack with a sword, and said coldly, "If you still want to fight, I will let him fight you."

Qin Feng stopped abruptly, Xuan Hua slowly raised his head and looked at her coldly: "Go out."

Qin Feng stared blankly at Xuan Hua, and after a long time, she said sharply: "You are crazy! You are a shame! You are a divine dragon to be the divine beast of these ants, your parents are really ashamed of you!"

"Get out." Xuan Hua said in a hoarse voice. Qin Feng stomped his feet and rushed out.

That night, Qin Feng disappeared from Xuanhua's world. He followed Ninghua back to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

With his assistance, Ninghua killed the Mahayana monk in the first battle. He became famous for a while, and Xuan Hua, as a spiritual pet, was also known to the world.

When he turned into a dragon, he never let others see his body, and he seemed to slowly and silently distinguish him from others in his heart.

Killing a demon cultivator in the Mahayana period made the human cultivators boil instantly. At the beginning, Ninghua took him to various occasions and listened to them discussing how to deal with demon cultivators.

At that time, he turned into a dragon the size of a python, coiled beside her. Many monks will ask her curiously: "Can you touch it?"

At first, Xuan Hua thought she would refuse, but Ning Hua smiled and said, "Of course."

As if he were a cat and dog for people to play with.

At that time, Yao Xiu and Ren Xiu started a long war, and Ren Xiu was basically at a disadvantage. He often went to the battlefield and supported the battlefield with the strength of one person. When he came back full of scars, he was alone in his room, licking the wound silently.

No need for medicine, more and more like a dragon, rather than a person.

Ninghua watched quietly, sometimes she would pick him up, reach out and gently stroke his faucet, and whisper to him, "It will be over soon, it will be over soon."

However, the war lasted for hundreds of years. There is no other reason, just because human beings discovered that the demon cultivator's Yuan Dan can be directly swallowed and his cultivation level can rise sharply, so from the beginning of the demon cultivator's active attack, to the human beings actively encircling and suppressing it later.

In the past hundred years, Qin Feng has not appeared, but Xuan Hua knows that she is not far from the surrounding area. Because several times, when he was in danger, he noticed her rescue.

A hundred years later, the demon cultivators finally decided to fight back. The three demon cultivators from the Mahayana period gathered with tens of thousands of demon cultivators aggressively. All the sects were shaken by it. The high-level officials held meetings again and again. Hua almost lost his hair.

He didn't like to see her frowning, sometimes he would go to her side and rub her head against her. She turned her head back and smiled at him, but it was too difficult.

The snow was very heavy that year. He followed behind her and saw her standing in the snow wearing a blue gauze and white shirt, her hair was tied with blue silk.

He suddenly discovered that it had been seven hundred years.

That foundation-building cultivator has long since become a powerful fit, the head of a sect. Time has taken away her tenderness and passion, leaving only her unshakable Dao heart.

She took him to overlook the white snow of Cangshan Mountain, and said slowly, "I took you to drink for the first time seven hundred years ago, and the snow that day was beautiful."

"Do you remember?"

"Always remember." She turned her head and smiled at him.

"Where's Little Phoenix? Still arguing with you?" She seemed to be in a very good mood, and suddenly mentioned Qin Feng. Xuanhua was silent, and Ninghua threw him a bottle of wine and said gently: "The peach blossom drunk I brewed with my own hands was buried for seven hundred years. When you went down the mountain that year, I buried it. When you come back, I will give it to you."

"There's no misunderstanding, I can't explain it clearly," she sighed in her voice: "Invite her for a drink, everything will be fine."

"What about you?" He raised his head and looked at her quietly: "Is there any misunderstanding between you and me?"

Sublimation turned to look at him, her beautiful eyes were magnanimous.

"No." She replied, "There has never been any misunderstanding between you and me. If it wasn't for the ending you and I expected, it must just be because one day, between you and me, someone suddenly regretted it."

"The ending of this relationship is our own choice," she turned her head and said indifferently, "No one can blame."

Xuan Hua did not speak.

That night, he warmed the bottle of peach blossom brew and said slowly towards the plum blossom forest: "Don't be unhappy, I will cook wine to make amends for you."

The plum blossom trembled a little, but the person he called still refused to make a sound.

Xuan Hua couldn't help laughing, and said in a gentle voice, "It's been a hundred years, and you've been pissed off for too long."

"Who is angry with you?" A girl in golden clothes appeared from Merlin, and said with some dissatisfaction: "It's been a hundred years before you know you're wrong?"

"Actually, I still don't know what I'm doing wrong," Xuan Hua said with a smile: "But it doesn't affect me asking you to drink."

Qin Feng snorted coldly and sat on the edge of the stone table. Xuan Hua personally poured the wine for her and said gently, "Xiaofeng, there are actually many things that you and I cannot choose. If there is a choice, of course I know that being with you is the best ending for me."

Qin Feng didn't speak, and drank the wine he poured over. Xuan Hua played with the wine glass, drank the wine, and whispered, "But I don't have a choice. Since she was five years old, she appeared in my life, and the meaning of my life is him."

"Life?" Qin Feng sneered: "Have you not figured out what you are? You are a dragon! In their hearts, people are the most noble creatures, and we are all beasts! She signed with you the Spirit pet contract, your life and death are in her hands, she can do whatever she asks you to do, if you don't she will make your life worse than death, does she treat you like a human?"

"Humans have a saying, people who are not my race will have different hearts. You keep her at the tip of your heart, what about her?"

Qin Feng gulped down the wine and felt that the wine was so spicy that she felt distressed. Go for your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

"Xiaofeng..." Xuanhua was a little dumbfounded, lowered his eyebrows, and said gently: "I like her, it's my business. Not every relationship has to be responded to."

"You stupid..." Before the words were finished, Qin Feng's expression changed dramatically, he raised his head suddenly, and shouted angrily at Xuan Hua: "What did you drink for me?!!"

"what?"

Xuan Hua was stunned, Qin Feng reacted immediately, and rushed towards the sky in an instant. However, a blue light net appeared in the sky immediately, knocking Qin Feng down!

Xuan Hua finally realized that something was wrong, and rushed towards Qin Feng in a hurry. However, as soon as started, felt dizzy.

Qin Feng lay on the ground, panting hard, and raised his head towards Xuan Hua.

"You idiot..." She looked at him with reproach in her eyes, almost cursing, "Now you know, is this your love?!"

"You idiot! Idiot! Don't fucking say that your love is your business. It's your business, don't implicate me if you have the fuck!"

"Yo... This little phoenix screams quite fiercely."

A blue-clothed cultivator came out from the dark and said behind Xuan Hua, "Xing Hua, is your medicine okay?"

"Do not worry."

Ninghua also came out from the dark, with an indifferent expression like snow: "Go and dig the pill and extract the marrow."

Hearing these words, Xuan Hua's whole brain banged with a loud bang, and there was only Qin Feng who was pressed to the ground, struggling and cursing, and Ninghua's indifferent expression.

Countless memories flew by.

In a blink of an eye, seven hundred years.

Time passed, and people's hearts were fickle. In the blink of an eye, the Tsing Yi cultivator in the foundation-building period turned out to be such a qualified Sublime Daoist.