Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

"Looking at the snow? I..." The boy was visibly excited when he heard about going to see the snow, but he calmed down in an instant. He lowered his head and touched the monster's hand holding his thigh: "I don't want to go out."

The monster saw through his darling's thoughts, and coaxed him to speak: "Don't worry, those injuries are not a problem, you will be bored at home..."

"I like to be at home, I'm not bored at all, I can accompany you to read a book," the young man's soft tone seemed to be begging, Shui Wufeng couldn't hold back, and lightly pinched the young man's thigh: "Okay, it's up to you... ..."

The young man rode on the neck of the monster, happily showing his small white teeth, and with a simple and bright smile, the years were as beautiful as a dream.

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The coast of the East China Sea beyond the years

Donghai Fengshenzong

The time flow of Shui Wufeng in the backtracking is different from that of the outside world. After a hundred years backtracking, the four states and eight seas have only passed a few days. Wucheng, who resides in the sect, has experienced a lot of life and death. There is no hindrance to cultivation, although the injury is still there, but it is not serious.

This day, Wucheng was still practicing in the back mountain where the spiritual energy was abundant. The spiritual energy circulated around his body for a few times, and the breeze brought him a cool feeling. A little bit worried.

Snow Wolf opened his eyes and looked at him, and said in a human voice: "Don't worry, the Immortal Yang Ye will be protected by the Holy King, and he will be safe."

"I know..." Wu Cheng collected his expression, nodded with a smile, "I'm not worried about little master, he will get better... When he saved me for the first time, I had a feeling that the suffering in this world will never end again. At least he can get through it, he seemed to be waiting for something at that time, for that, he would never die... I think even he saved me because he realized that I was waiting for someone like him People, that's why he struggled so hard and helped me escape...Qianshan, do you think it is possible that Sage Lord Chijiri knew my little master a long time ago?"

Liu Qianshan looked at the Taoist companion's feeling, and bitterness appeared in his cold ice-colored eyes: "I should have accompanied you to the Cangming Secret Realm..."

"It should be said that it's a good thing you didn't accompany me. If you were caught at the beginning, I would definitely not be able to survive..." Wucheng said, with a look of regret after experiencing endless suffering. The wolf looked at him for a while, then turned into a human form and hugged the young man tightly: "Huaihai..."

Wu Cheng froze for a moment, frowned, and his voice was uncharacteristically hasty: "What are you doing in human form? Do you know how badly you have been injured?! You are not the same as the consumption of human form..."

"Let me hold you for a while, it will be fine soon," Liu Qianshan interrupted his words, did not show any discomfort with his impatience, and hugged him quietly.

Wu Cheng paused for a while, showing distress, his hands trembling slightly, stroking Xue Yao's back, and his tone returned to the usual calm and kind: "Qianshan...just hug me for a while, if you want to hug me, there will be more It's time, I feel sorry for you..."

"Hmm..." There was a chuckle in his ears, his breath was very shallow, and he dissipated all of a sudden, but with joy, Wu Cheng leaned on Xue Yao's shoulder, his embrace was a bit cold, but it was very warm to him... ...It's just that this embrace made him feel very difficult at the moment, and he worried every moment, fearing that Liu Qianshan would suddenly lose his breath after exhausting his spiritual power.

The snow demon who was seriously injured finally turned back into a snow wolf, lying in his arms and closing his eyes wearily.

Wu Cheng touched the cool body, after exploring, he made sure that the injury was not serious, he breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on his lips, watching Liu Qianshan slowly fall asleep in his arms...

The surrounding wind became cooler, he picked up Snow Wolf and walked down the mountain, muttering words that Liu Qianshan couldn't hear.

"Qianshan...do you know? The Cangming Secret Realm must be my retribution. I don't know how much luck it took to meet you. You are so kind to me. I should cherish you, but I don't remember it. ...I must have deserved this calamity, even if I had to do it again, I would go to the Mystical Realm of Darkness...Because I'm so afraid that I will keep torturing you like that..."

The inexplicable memory of the past made his heart ache again, Wucheng hugged Xuelang a little tighter with red eyes, and his voice revealed a touch of fear, "Qianshan... I like you so much... I don't remember why I wanted to That's what I did to you, I still can't remember many things... You must be fine, tell me what I owe you, and tell me how to pay you back... Qianshan, you will be fine in the future , something happened to you, I'm afraid..."

The slender figure of a young girl was waiting in front of the Wucheng courtyard. Yuxuan, who woke up before Shui Wufeng left, did not stay in the streamer. The artifact remained in the sect, and the body condensed by the magical artifact looks very different from the past, and it is almost impossible to see the difference between the fake body and the living body without spiritual observation.

Yuxuan saw her familiar figure coming back from the direction of the back mountain, she clenched the corner of the clothes in her hands and did not speak until the clothes were wrinkled, she saw the young man's affectionate eyes looking at the snow wolf in his arms, Frowning slightly, he loosened the corner of his clothes, sighed lightly, pursed his lips, and let out a smile pretending to be relieved.

The little nun, dressed in white, walked alone on the path and left, as if she was full of a touch of nostalgia.

When Wu Cheng returned to the room, he saw the carefully prepared dishes on the table and was taken aback for a moment, touched the snow wolf who opened his eyes in his arms and smiled helplessly: "Don't be afraid... there is only me in Qianshan, and I will only have Qianshan in the future. Junior sister, she will meet her lover..."

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Within the Mysterious Realm Time Reversal

The two god-level monks who escaped by the deserted island of the Eight Seas inadvertently passed on the cultivation of Shui Wufeng to be miraculous, and the quiet and good years that were not disturbed by intruders passed away leisurely, dazzling for hundreds of years...

During this period of time, the little guy has slowly grown from a teenager to a handsome and outstanding youth, with a much taller figure, and his facial features are more neat and elegant, attracting attention.

The slender figure sitting alone in the bamboo house... also looks even more lonely.Facing the bronze mirror, big drops of sweat slipped down from his smooth jawline, his pale face suppressed another out-of-control red glow...

Over the course of hundreds of years, the frequency of Hongmang getting out of control is getting faster and faster. The first time is a hundred years, the second time is decades... The interval after that is shrinking little by little, and Hongmang is becoming more and more difficult to subdue. The time spent suppressing in Zhuju is getting longer every time.

This time it took nearly a month for the red glow to subside.

Shui Wufeng sat beside the young man's bronze mirror with his Taoist companion who was still not awake, waiting for the young man to regain his strength. The little guy raised his head, and the monster looked at his face... His mood was more complicated than before...

"Yangye..." This appearance is more and more like the person in his arms after endless years, as if the memory finally overlaps with the reality, the past and the present intersect, and the person in his arms has suffered again The painful feeling is becoming more and more real.

"Wufeng..." The young man murmured as if answering his words, but the young man was calling for him tens of thousands of years ago, obsessively looking at the person waiting for him on the other side of the mirror, and hurried through the bronze mirror .

"Be careful," the monster hugged the young man who was about to trip over the flat ground as soon as he appeared. Although he was exhorting, his tone was not heavy. He felt that the young man he hadn't seen in the past month seemed to be drowning in his arms. Looking at himself, his expression became more gentle, "Miss me, don't you?"

"Hmm..." The young man responded, stuffed his head into his clothes, and repeated Shui Wufeng's words sullenly: "I miss you..."