Glazed Buddha statue bronze flower

Nanfeng was choked by his wit and almost forgot who he was, he was angry and laughed, but he couldn't get angry at Shen Quehan, so he could only turn his anger on Zhuang Ruofu: "Aren't you leaving yet?! Do you still have to wait until I invite you to dinner? "

Poor Zhuang Ruofu was just looking forward to the loosening of the bottleneck he had been looking for all his life, and with half of his face swollen, he was almost made autistic by the two of them.

When the surroundings were completely quiet, Nan Feng immediately showed his original shape. He took off his mask, opened his arms and hung himself on Shen Quehan's body, burying his forehead in his neck and rubbing it back and forth. Such a coquettish little animal, Shen Quehan laughed all of a sudden: "What are you doing?"

Nan Feng pressed his ear and asked, "Have you thought about what you promised me?"

He was clearly asking, but his voice was full of the confidence of being loved - not to mention anything else, Shen Quehan standing here now is the best answer.

Shen Quehan rubbed his long hair, the feeling of meeting and hugging someone are completely different.His heart is as soft as Xinxue's, and even when he speaks, he unconsciously speaks in a gentle and coaxing tone: "I've almost thought about it, but now is not the time."

Nanfeng: "Why?"

Shen Quehan: "Look up, what's in the sky?"

Nanfeng: "Yun, what's wrong?"

Shen Quehan: "What cloud?"

Nanfeng replied naturally: "Jieyun, it wasn't just...wait a minute."

He stared at the sky for a moment, his face suddenly turned serious: "The robbery cloud has not dissipated, but it is thicker than before. Could it be that Zhuang Ruofu's evil spirit has not left yet?"

"His should already be gone." Shen Quehan pulled him back with a funny face, and pointed to the sky, "The rest should be mine."

"What..." Tangtang Mozun seemed to be knocked out of the bowl when he was about to eat, and he couldn't even speak, "Senior brother, you..."

Shen Quehan suppressed a smile, and said: "Since I woke up, my cultivation base has been slowly rising back. There was a sign two days ago. It may be because I didn't suppress the fight with someone just now, so Lei Jie was attracted. No Get in the way, this thing is familiar once, help me find a quieter place to retreat."

south wind:"……"

How should I put it, as expected of a genius of the Immortal Sect, breaking through the realm and crossing the catastrophe is as easy as eating and drinking with him.

Although he knew that Shen Quehan might be out of line in other things, but no one understood the matter of cultivation like him, Nanfeng's heart still hung up involuntarily, and he quickly thought of all the available places in Songhua City in his mind. Passed it again: "Glass Pagoda."

"Brother, go to the glazed pagoda."

Shen Quehan was a little hesitant: "Ah? That's not mine... Tianlei doesn't have eyes, what if it breaks?"

"The Liuli Pagoda is the safest." Nan Feng grabbed his wrist, "Even if I die, the Liuli Pagoda will not be damaged... Brother, listen to me, okay?"

He was really terrified of being tossed, and there was even a hint of unconscious pleading in his expression, like pear blossoms undergoing rain, with frost and dew.Even though it's not the time, and it's very inappropriate, Shen Quehan was still given a hard look, and said to God, peony flowers are dead, and being a ghost is also romantic, or else I just agree to him now and let it go.

"Okay, it's what you say." Shen Quehan pulled him into his arms with his free hand, not the kind of embracing between lovers, but a mess like hugging a cat, purring and coaxing Ruo: "It's just a thunderstorm, it's not about flying, so you don't need to scare yourself, huh?"

Nanfeng responded sullenly, and pressed his cold side face against his neck: "Then don't make me wait too long."

Shen Quehan smiled and lowered his head, rubbing the tip of his nose against his long black hair, like a light kiss that could be parted at the touch of a finger: "I know. If you pinch two more little snowmen, I'll come out."

On that day, it rained heavily throughout Xuzhou, and Songhua City, a place outside the world, was surrounded by rain, like a pearl quietly sinking in the bottom of the water, and no one could see its whole picture.And within the sky-reaching barrier propped up by the Demon Lord, the thunder was deafening one after the other, and all the places where it fell were razed to the ground. The lightning was like a long snake coiling around the glazed pagoda. I don't know if it is an illusion. In the middle, there is also a faint ray of redness.

Although the Nine Thunders are powerful, they are also extremely fast, and they simply leave after they are done swiftly, never staying for a moment.The demon cultivators shrank in the distance, peeked curiously, and muttered: "Master Shen really hides his secrets. This battle is at least a big man above the deity, and this kind of person actually stays in our city to serve Cook... Well, when he's gone, where can I find the next one?"

Xi Ling's eyes turned, and he looked at the black-clothed Demon Lord who was standing with his hands behind his back under the tower, his robes flying wildly and still not taking a step back. Suddenly, he felt blessed and sneered triumphantly.

"Oh, I think I can eat it for a lifetime."

late at night.

Shen Quehan sorted out the spiritual power surging in the meridians one by one, and returned them to the inner palace. After waking up, the hidden wounds hidden in the internal organs were repaired and nourished, and they looked like they were in their heyday.He opened his eyes, blinked by the soft light from the luminous pearls on the four walls, only to realize that two days and one night had passed.

His mind was clear, and he even had a long-lost joy from the depths. He got up and walked to the flower window, and casually lowered his eyes. up.

From here, you can overlook the whole city of Songhua City. At this moment, it should be quiet and dark, but the city is full of star-like lights everywhere. Ice lamps of different shapes and colors are scattered here and there on the street, on the trees, on the top of the city, and on the eaves. Silently and gorgeously laid out in the night, forming a dreamlike sea of ​​lights.

Under the pagoda, the Demon Lord in black was holding an ice lantern. He condensed his mana into a fluffy warm white light in his palm, and gently sent it into the wick. He watched it circle happily, flickering in the translucent ice wall. Thinking of something, he suddenly smiled lightly.

The beautiful woman is half-reflected by the candle light, and the moving color in an instant is really better than the starlight in the sky and the sea of ​​lights in the city.

Shen Quehan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, put one hand on the window frame, and relying on his own skill, turned directly out of the window.

Nan Feng heard the sound of the wind in the darkness, turned his head suddenly, and saw a figure in white clothes descending from the towering tower against the wind, he was frightened and rushed to pick him up.Shen Quehan landed on the ground as lightly as a feather, and even gave him a hand, took over the full moon ice lantern, and asked in a daze, "Stop making snowmen, and play with ice lanterns instead? Did you make them for me?"

Nanfeng's heart was still beating wildly in front of his chest, and he let out a "hmm" in a daze.

He always felt that after a catastrophe, Shen Quehan was not the same as before. The subtle feeling was indescribable. If he had to say it, it seemed that he had a little more popularity, and his whole person looked fresh and eye-catching because of this. stand up.

"I have something to ask you."

Nanfeng didn't know why he still held hands when he asked a question, and obediently let him play with his fingers.The slender fingers with thin calluses were ambiguously intertwined, Shen Quehan said: "The last time in the illusion, it wasn't the first time you wanted to do that, right?"

Nanfeng was startled.

"I do not……"

Songhua City is bitterly cold all the year round and the climate is harsh, so it is obviously not a resort for the elderly. These days, Shen Quehan has been thinking, after Nanfeng avenged him, why did he have to guard this deserted city all the time?

It wasn't that Shen Quehan took himself too seriously, but that Nanfeng sealed the swords of the two of them into the glazed pagoda early, and even killed himself without hesitation in the illusion. After exhausting the long years and enduring thousands of years of loneliness, there must be something more important than life and death in Songhua City.

Seeing that he was at a loss for words, Shen Quehan didn't force him to express his feelings, but slowly intertwined his fingers and palms together, and replied softly but clearly: "You haven't committed suicide in the past 100 years, have you? Because you know that once you die, the ancestor of the demon clan who made a contract with you will find a way to confuse the next person, and when he finds a suitable host and returns to the world, it will definitely set off a bloody storm."

"So from the very beginning, you planned to suppress the demons with your body, and imprisoned yourself in Songhua City all your life, lest the demons cause harm to the world."

"Am I right?"

Nanfeng didn't mind being pointed at as the devil, and even changed his name and surname, completely separating himself from the identity of the former disciple of Jiuyun, as if he was the blood of the evil demon from the beginning, and had never been taught by the fairy sect , who has never seen the scenery of the world, has no compassion for everything, and all the greed and obsession in his life are concentrated in Shen Quehan.

He didn't even expect Shen Quehan to think of this level.

The feeling of having his liver and gallbladder cut open was not good, Nan Feng avoided his sight in embarrassment, and called out as if begging for mercy: "Senior brother."

"What you asked that day, this is my answer."

Shen Quehan took his hand and pressed it to his heart, every word was solemn like never before in his life: "Nanfeng, I figured this out when I was retreating, and I just realized it, and I caught a chance to make a breakthrough. , and finally enter the realm to perfection, you know what that means."

"The way of heaven is above, as evidenced by the nine-day thunder calamity, you are my heart from now on."

"I hope that whenever you think of today in the future, you will remember that senior brother not only cherishes and loves you, but also respects your character and strength, admires your indomitable heart, and feels deep love for you, so I want to With you forever."

"What about you? Would you like to be my sweetheart for the rest of your life?"

His eyes are sincere and calm, just one glance can burn through the wind and snow and break the century-old shackles.

Nanfeng couldn't hold back his rampant mood anymore, he hugged the person in front of him tightly, like a moth in the cold night rushing towards the scorching fire, he kissed Shen Quehan without hesitation.

Shen Quehan, a majestic generation of sword cultivators, could hold the Wanjun giant sword, but he couldn't hold a small ice lamp.

The glass-like ice lantern shattered at the feet of the embracing people, and a round ball of white bones rolled out. It seemed to be stunned. It froze for a while, then bounced a few times, and slowly flew into the air, turning into a round head. The round-brained white sparrow danced around the two of them with fluttering wings, sprinkled circles of bright powder.

Its wings stretched continuously, and the wings became more and more gorgeous. When it reached the top of the glazed pagoda, it finally turned into a majestic and gorgeous phoenix, roaring towards the sky, and gradually turned into a brilliant river running across the night sky.

The light powder is like snow, covering the dreamlike Songhua City in the night.

Take the wind to go thousands of miles, and spring comes to heaven and earth.

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Songhua City×

Harbin√

Big Brother, Songhua City Beloved Wife Proving the Way No.1 (actually it is the sword cultivator's version of "I will give you my life")

I finally wrote this paragraph. I said earlier that you should not look forward to Heihua and Xiaoheiwu, because Nanfeng is really a junior who was taught very well by the senior brother. "Liuli Buddha Bronze Flower" is actually a metaphor for the two of them. , Nanfeng is a glazed pagoda, which looks tall and cold, but its essence is pure and flawless; Shen Quehan is a bronze flower, and he is a upright swordsman like bronze, but he can bloom flowers for his junior brother.Just, you guys understand what I mean... (gesturing)

It's finally over, happy, thank you for your support and encouragement, see you in the next book!