Dijun's black moonlight is back

Fushuang has a pretty smile, and she usually looks like a senior sister on the mountain, serious and rigid.

Only when he is with Ling Yu, can he talk and laugh.

Ling Yu handed her the bag of pastries in his hand, Fu Shuang looked at her and smiled even wider.

She picked up a piece and put it into her mouth, reached out and touched the top of Ling Yu's head: "Little Ling Yu, work hard."

Fushuang actually had a beautiful and cool face, but when he smiled at Ling Yu, it always made people feel warm.

"Has the real man calculated your doom?" Ling Yu asked as he walked.

Fu Shuang nodded: "Lei Jie, if I succeed in crossing the tribulation, I will go to Mingjing Mountain to climb the Buddha Stairs."

Ling Yu then had food in his mouth, and just kept silent.

After climbing the pagoda ladder and stepping over the immortal gate, Fushuang will no longer stay in the earth and spirit world.

This is the lifelong wish of all ascetics. If she can achieve her wish, Ling Yu will be happy for her.

"Senior sister will definitely survive the catastrophe." Tang Yuan also stopped, and turned to look at Fushuang.

"You too," Fu Shuang said, "Cultivate well, and we will see you in the sky later."

Wen Jingchan looked at Lingyu from one side, she didn't say anything, just lowered her head to eat.

She said that she does not have a spiritual root and bone, and cannot become a fairy. The excitement in front of her has nothing to do with her at this time.

It's just that she doesn't look sad.

Fu Shuang dragged her around all the way, and he generously paid for everything that she had a second look at.

Not long after, Tang Yuan's hands were full of bags.

The three of them talked and laughed all the way, and at night they returned to Fushuang's cabin in the mountains.

Tang Yuan was working on dinner in the kitchen, while Fushuang and Lingyu were sitting on the swing under the big tree by the house, looking up at the moon together.

There was a cliff under their feet, and Ling Yu's feet stretched out, as if he could still step on the clouds.

Fu Shuang held Ling Yu's hand with both hands, and placed it on her lap.

"Is your right hand still useless?" Fu Shuang asked.

Ling Yu didn't answer, and Fu Shuang could feel it when she squeezed it, so she didn't need to say more.

"It's so strange," Fushuang said, "I have used countless rare treasures, but they still haven't recovered."

"It's okay," Ling Yu said, "I'm used to it."

Fu Shuang didn't continue this topic anymore, but leaned sideways on Ling Yu's shoulder: "You need to practice more in the future, you know?"

"I know." Ling Yu said.

"If you need anything, just go to Master Xiyan," Fushuang said, "You can also go to Senior Brother Tang Yuan, but they are all men, so it will still be very inconvenient for you."

"It's okay." Ling Yu replied.

"I know that you are very anxious about the problem of no progress in cultivation," Fu Shuang squeezed her hand, "but don't be too aggressive, and put safety and security first."

"Senior Sister," Ling Yu asked her suddenly, "Are there many people in this world who have ascended through the tribulation?"

Fu Shuang counted carefully: "Not many, there can be one in about 3000 years."

"Where did all the failed people go?" Ling Yu asked.

"Some people with very good luck just lose their cultivation base," Fu Shuang said, "If they are unlucky, they will never be able to take the road of cultivating immortals again."

Ling Yu has lived for so long, and rarely cares about how ordinary people can ascend to immortality, and how many people can ascend to immortality.

This is the first time she knows that what she didn't accomplish back then has affected the lives of many people since then.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Shuang thought she was worried about herself: "It's okay, don't think too much."

"It's time to eat." Tang Yuan called them from the kitchen.

Fushuang jumped off the swing, and dragged Ling Yu to the dining table.

Tang Yuan's cooking skills are very good. Fushuang, whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, relies entirely on his cooking to have a mouthful of hot food.

Over time, Tang Yuan has gained a lot of experience in this regard.

Before Fu Shuang could take care of herself, she picked up a chopstick of fish maw and put it in Ling Yu's bowl.

The thorns there are few and tender, and Tang Yuan left them for Fushuang before Ling Yu came.

The candles in the house were warm, and the three of them were eating and chatting one after another, discussing where to go tomorrow.

Wen Jingchan stood in the courtyard and looked at them through the door.

He finally understood that Ling Yu was very awkward.

She was not very talkative when she was with them, and after they left, she couldn't forget them for a long time.

He was even willing to throw himself into a trap for Fushuang, and fell into the illusion of an earth dragon.

In the next ten days or so, the three traveled to many places together.

Haijiaoya in the south, Feiheng Glacier in the north, Fufeng'an in the east, and Bangalore Mountain in the west.

There are footprints of them walking together in many places on this land.

Fushuang would stand by the seaside and splash the sea water on Ling Yu and Tang Yuan with his hands.

In the snow field, I will also pinch some small balls on the white snow, and smash Tang Yuan and Ling Yu.

They also fly up to the cliffs to pick flowers from the cracks in the rocks, hand one to Tang Yuan, and pin the other behind Ling Yu's ear.

Following their time, Wen Jingchan also understood why Ling Yu cared about these years.

Fushuang loves her unreservedly, more like a relative than a relative.

They walk aimlessly between the heaven and the earth, except for watching the scenery, they just eat, drink and have fun.

Ling Yu is not very good at expressing her emotions, and even said that sometimes she deliberately hides her concern for Fu Shuang.

But these can't fool Fushuang, and they can't fool Wen Jingchan, an outsider.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be unwilling to let go of her hand before Fushuang entered the customs.

There were a lot of people who came to bid farewell to the elder sister to practice, and Fushuang saw Ling Yu in the corner.

She walked towards Ling Yu, took her hand and smiled at her: "Senior sister has been away for a while, remember to miss me."

The time spent together is still in front of her eyes, and she is about to go to her destined doom.

Maybe Ling Yu felt something at this time, so she was unwilling to let go of her fingers.

She looked at Fushuang, she didn't say anything, but she couldn't hide the reluctance in her eyes.

This farewell may be eternal life.

Fushuang found the trace of truth that she wanted to hide in the cover-up.

She hugged Ling Yu, and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, little Ling Yu, we will meet again."

Ling Yu let go of her hand, and everyone in the world knows that she will have to say goodbye after a long distance. She thinks she is detached from the six realms, but she does this gesture, which is really inappropriate.

Fushuang still smiled at her gently, and nodded at her neckline: "If you miss me, just talk to me, I can hear you."

There was a blue gemstone left on her collar, which was a gadget that Fushuang had found in the sea.

No matter how far away she was, she could still hear Ling Yu talking.

Ling Yu looked down at the stone: "Okay."

Fushuang touched the top of her head one last time, then turned around and walked towards the huge stone gate in Qingcheng Mountain.

Ling Yu stood outside the door for a long time, long enough for everyone to disperse, long enough for the scorching sun to sink into the night, long enough for the stars to spread across the sky.