Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 186
Nangong Chunshui walked on the city, but it took only half a stick of incense to reach the end of Xiaguan City, where there was a tall tower that towered into the sky.

The tower is sixteen stories high, with three characters written on it.Dengtian Pavilion.

Beyond the Dengtian Pavilion, there is still Fancheng. Only after passing the Dengtian Pavilion can you see Xueyue.

Sixteen masters from Xueyue City have already greeted them on the pavilion.They are all masters of the rivers and lakes who retreated to the mountains and forests to cultivate here. The lowest ones are already at the peak of the Vajra Mortal Realm, and the higher they go, the higher the realm. A true paradise.

It can be said to be true, to reach the sky in one step.

But what is this?
Nangong Chunshui flicked his sleeves, went upstairs empty-handed, one step.Go straight to the sixteenth floor.

On the sixteenth floor of Dengtian Pavilion, wailing was everywhere, and all the masters' swords were destroyed, and they were beaten so hard that they couldn't get up.

This situation happened many years ago, when the young lady was just 19 years old.

The elder Zhenge on the sixteenth floor recognized this long-lost good friend, clutched his chest and said, "Why is it you again?"

Nangong Chunshui glanced at him coldly: "The old city lord asked you to stop me back then, and now the little city lord asked you to stop me, so let me say something, why is it you again?"

The elder Zhenge frowned and looked at him, wondering: "Why don't you grow old, but younger..."

"Because I'm an immortal." Nangong Chunshui jumped, smashed through the roof of the pavilion, and stood on top of the Dengtian Pavilion.

Baili Dongjun stood under Dengtian Pavilion, dumbfounded.He remembered that in Tianqi City at that time, Nangong Chunshui, who was still Mr. Li, smashed through the roof of the wine pavilion and stood on the wine pavilion.

"Master's iron head skill is a bit powerful..."

Nangong Chunshui stood on top of Dengtian Pavilion, his robe fluttering in the wind.He cleared his throat and coughed suddenly.

Everyone in the city raised their heads and looked at the sky.

It's thundering?
"Master's lion roar skill is also very powerful..." Baili Dongjun couldn't help but said.

Sikong Changfeng swallowed his saliva: "This is not the lion's roar skill..."

Nangong Chunshui fluttered his sleeves under the gaze of everyone. He looked like a fairy. He was very satisfied with the current atmosphere, smiled, and suddenly said loudly: "Luoshui, I'm coming!"

In Xueyue City, the woman in red also looked up at the sky with an expressionless face.

"You said back then that you loved the school's scholars more than Jianghu martial arts. Later, when I took charge of the school, everyone in the world called me Mr. Li of the school. In this life, my name is Nangong Chunshui, and I will only be an elegant scholar."

"You asked me a question back then, and I answered it wrong. Now I will answer it again. From now on, I will only have you as my wife. Before I met you, I thought that the love between a man and a woman is just a momentary thing, and one of them is dead. It's over. But after meeting you, I feel that feelings can transcend the boundary of time!" Nangong Chunshui continued to shout loudly.

After a long silence, a woman's voice finally came from Xueyue City: "Wait a few decades later, and then change this word to another woman and say it again?"

Baili Dongjun turned his head to look at Sikong Changfeng: "Sikong, are you a veteran?"

Sikong Changfeng blushed slightly, and for no reason he thought of the woman playing the piano in Tianqi City, and then pretended not to care and continued: "I didn't know that I could guess all the plots just by saying it..."

"No." On the Tiange Pavilion, the voice continued to smile.

"Because this is the rest of my life."

"The 60 years of this life will be spent only with you, and the end of this life is the end!" Nangong Chunshui's voice suddenly became very gentle.

But in Xueyue City, it was dressed in red, like a flame, suddenly sprang up, and all of a sudden, it sprang up to the Dengtian Pavilion.

Luo Shui, the lord of Xueyue City, stood there out of breath, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "What do you mean by that?"

Nangong Chunshui flicked his sleeves, and his face was full of joy: "I'm done with the Great Chun Gong. From then on, I will be like ordinary people, born, old, sick and dying, for the rest of my life."

"Is this how you use it all your life?" Luo Shui frowned slightly.

"I'm standing with you, so it can be used like this." Nangong Chunshui said firmly.

Luo Shui shook his head: "What a fool."

Not good!Nangong Chunshui was taken aback.

That's what she said back then, and then she was driven away...

"The immortality that everyone envies. So I don't want it. In fact, I was just angry back then, and I didn't really want you to get rid of this big body." Luo Shui lowered his head and wiped his tears, "You should practice again Get up."

"Da Chun Kung Fu, you can't practice it anymore. My master's sect is long gone, and no one can help me practice it." Nangong Chunshui's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something that didn't matter.

Luo Shui raised his head and glared: "You did it on purpose! You made me feel guilty on purpose! You're taking revenge on me!"

Nangong Chunshui was speechless, women, women, even if I read 100 years of books, I still can't understand their thoughts.

"Are you so impulsive? Don't you regret it?" Luo Shui suddenly turned his anger into joy, and looked up at Nangong Chunshui with bright eyes. Even if Nangong Chunshui was a 180-year-old tree, his heart would still be moved.

"No. Although I am over 180 years old, since I met you, I feel that I am still that young man." Nangong Chunshui took a step forward, "Young people should be impulsive when they do things, and they will not regret it in this life." .”

"Then I won't regret it." Luo Shui stepped forward and grabbed Nangong Chunshui's hand.

The two looked at each other and jumped forward hand in hand.

Wearing a red dress and a white dress, she jumped down from the Dengtian Pavilion and headed for Xueyue City.

"Is this what is often written in books about lovers getting married?" Baili Dongjun murmured.

"Giving up immortality for a woman is indeed a story that can only be written in books." Sikong Changfeng also sighed with emotion.

Both of them nodded slightly, reminiscing about the story, but after a while, the two of them suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"So after lovers finally get married..." Baili Dongjun frowned, "Leave us alone?"

The wind was bleak, and the two teenagers looked at the gate of Xueyue City, feeling a little melancholy in their hearts.

Sikong Changfeng sighed: "It seems so, this master...forgot about us."

"Then what else can we do... Let's go find him." Baili Dongjun, who was more accustomed to Nangong Chunshui's style than Sikong Changfeng, sighed, and then followed Sikong Changfeng to Xueyue City.

Outside Xueyue City, a young man was picking his teeth with a gigantic sword.

"Is there a greeting card?" The young man asked lazily.

"No." Baili Dongjun replied honestly.

The young man waved his hand and pointed to the side: "There is no greeting card, please go to the pavilion first."

Dengtian Pavilion, sixteen floors, sixteen masters.

Sixteen masters who were beaten by their good master.

Covet.

(End of this chapter)