The Fox Comes from Outer World

Thus, he sat down obediently and faced Qingling, watching her cast the spell.

When they looked at each other up close, Qing Ling's facial features were exceptionally clear under the moonlight. My heart shook. I swear, Qing Ling is the most beautiful man I have ever seen in the Sixth World of the Heaven Realm! No wonder my heart beats so hard every time I see him! I really like Qing Ling the most!

Qing Ling suddenly opened her eyes as she was lost in thought. He looked at me with his bright, starry eyes, and the corners of his eyes were soft and affectionate.

"Come on, Ling'er, let's go back together."

It was a call, an incantation. I immediately felt an external force hug me and pull me into a boundless void.

It was a big hole like a tornado, with peach petals and a breeze forming a huge whirlpool, and Qing Ling and I were inside it. He was dressed in black and my white clothes were fluttering in the wind. We held hands and fell towards the bottom of the whirlpool.

The feeling of falling from the sky wasn't great, but with Qing Ling by his side, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

I looked at him greedily. I looked at this man who was as handsome as a god, and my heart was filled with tenderness and love. What unknown past would he bring me to? I'm looking forward to it.

As we neared the end of the whirlpool, I suddenly saw a white light in front of us. The light was extremely bright and dazzling, making it impossible for people to look at it directly.

"Close your eyes, Chong'er." Tsui Ling raised her hand to help me block out the light. I immediately shut my eyes tightly. After floating for an unknown amount of time, something seemed to open up ahead of us. Qing Ling and I fell into the bottom of the whirlpool.

"You can open your eyes now." Qing Ling whispered into my ear, and I couldn't wait to open my eyes.

In front of me was a pure white world, very much like the white world I had first seen.

There were no impurities in this world of ice and snow.

"Where is this place?" I was puzzled, and at the same time, there was a little trepidation in my heart.

Qing Ling held my hand as if she was comforting me. "This is my Spiritual Sense. You have already sent your soul into my body."

Oh, so Qing Ling's soul was so pure white! Surprised, I looked around curiously, but my hand never touched anything.

"How strange, there's nothing in your soul." I concluded, and at the same time felt strange. "Didn't you say you were going to show me our past memories?"

Qing Ling gently laughed. Her voice was like ice and like jade, appearing exceptionally clear and pleasant to listen to in this empty world.

He hugged me and nuzzled my cheek affectionately. "Yeah, there's nothing here," he said.

I was surprised. "What happened?"

Qing Ling replied, "Idiot, this is just a blank space in my soul. There is something strange about my soul. There is a lot of space, and what you see right now is that section. However, you don't have to worry. Once we pass by and get to the front, you'll be able to see the past. "

Was something wrong with Qing Ling's soul? I was surprised to hear the news. However, this wasn't the time to discuss this, so I quickly followed Qingling.

Sure enough, as I walked forward, the scenery in front of me gradually increased. There were some ribbon-like objects that started to float in the air, looking very much like the ribbons I cut out with moonlight in Heaven Realm.

"What is this?" Curious, I raised my hand to a piece of ribbon. It was smooth and cold, no different from silk.

Qing Ling smiled. "Those are my memories. They are part of my memories from hundreds of years ago. Do you want to take a look?"

So this was his memory?

The more curious I became, the more I held the ribbon in front of me. Immediately, a white light flashed in front of my eyes and a clear memory appeared in my mind.

The ribbons glowed white, as if they were alive, and swayed slightly in the direction of the wind, forming beautiful shapes in the air.

Then, the memories of Tsui Ling began to surface before my eyes.

The first thing he heard was the jingling of a beautiful, heavenly music. After a while, a few birds flew over from the sky. As if they could understand music, they followed the direction of the zither music and flew all the way to the performer's side. They played above his head and circled for a long time.

Then, the white light in front of me gradually dimmed. I could finally see the face of the person playing the zither in the courtyard. It turned out to be Qing Ling who was playing the zither.

He was sitting upright in front of an ancient lyre. His posture was elegant and gentle, and his plain long clothes hung down to the ground. His long black hair hung down softly to his chest, and there was a refined aristocratic feeling between his lowered brows and his reserved eyes.

He lightly strummed the strings of the zither, and a beautiful melody flowed out from his fingertips, cutting through the air and flowing into the beautiful courtyard.

And that courtyard was the courtyard of the building we were now in.

It was supposed to be spring. The spring breeze caressed his face. Flowers bloomed in the courtyard. On one side of the wall, there was a swing. The swing was wrapped with long, dark green vines. Strings of blooming purple flowers hung from the leaves, resembling ripe grapes. Farther away, I could see the falls of the cliff, but at that time, there was no such huge peach tree, only lush woods and flowers.

Qing Ling's zither music was very beautiful. There were countless birds and beasts attracted over. Those should be beasts with low cultivation, able to understand the music of the human world. They surrounded the courtyard wall of their own accord, crouched quietly, and listened with rapt attention. Some of them were even daring enough to stealthily form their true forms, leap over the courtyard wall, and hide among the lush flower racks to eavesdrop.

"So noisy, I already said I want to drink!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the wooden house, interrupting the music party.

Qing Ling's finger stopped moving, and the beautiful sound of the zither immediately disappeared. The Demonic Beasts also revealed a look of vexation.

"Stop playing around. Accompany me to drink at the foot of the mountain!"

The voice sounded again. Following that, a silver-haired girl dressed in white walked out from the house. She stood in the yard and yawned loudly towards the sky.

"Ah, she's taking an afternoon nap, but you're playing non-stop here. How noisy!" The young lady stretched her back and complained to Qing Ling.

When I saw the girl's appearance, I couldn't help but to drop my chin. That person was actually me! So I really did live in this courtyard!

Speaking of which, wasn't I too unromantic in my previous life? Qing Ling's zither music is obviously so pleasant to hear, but I am completely unable to understand the profoundness behind it and still think that the other party's voice is too noisy … I started to understand why the monsters beside me were so furious.

Qing Ling, on the other hand, wasn't annoyed. She stood in front of the zither and smiled at the young girl as if it was the spring breeze. "You can drink wine, but don't you want to learn to play?"

The young girl shook her head: "The Phoenix Cry that you taught yesterday is really too difficult! I've decided to give up! How about we go down the hill and have a drink now to celebrate my wise decision? "I heard from Huang Feihu that there's a new restaurant at the foot of the mountain. It has the best wine inside …"