Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

AM011:20

Firefly's dog:

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er, Xuan'er."

"Are you there?"

"I miss you."

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"This is not as delicious as the candied haws. When we get to Luofu, I'll treat you to hawthorn."

PM: 15:41

"Xuan'er, where are you?"

"You're not going to beat up Diyuan Qiongyu, are you?"

"Please take care of me, my wife."

PM: 18:03

"Xuan'er, I've had enough."

"Give You send messages just as Qingque can become the sword master, there is no future for you. "

"That's it, I won't talk to you anymore!"

AM0:21

"Wife, are you there?"

"I miss you, hehe."

...

...

Fu Xuan, who just woke up, squinted her eyes and opened her phone, and 99+ unread new messages came towards her.

Yesterday, I was using the Qiongguan formation to stabilize my mind and suppress the frequency of the demon body. I didn't have time to look at my phone at all. I fell asleep as soon as I returned to the room.

I didn't expect An Ming to be so caring to her overnight. The ding-ding-ding sound almost made her ears deaf.

Fu Xuan suppressed her morning temper, but after seeing the dog nickname of Liuying, she couldn't help but almost crushed her phone. She had already crushed two phones this month. If it broke again... Taibusi's funds couldn't all be used for such things.

She took a deep breath, and just when she was about to reply to An Ming, she thought of something interesting, and her white index finger touched the screen.

On the other side.

An Ming stood in front of the miners in a dignified manner, and the next second he took out the buzzing mobile phone in his pocket. After taking a look, he almost spitted water on San Yueqi's face.

An Ming's master:

"Hey, busy man, how do you have time to favor Xuan'er?"

Liuying's dog:

"Xuan'er, what kind of nickname is this... It's not good to change your work number to such a name."

Fu Xuan on the other side of the screen raised a smile at the corner of her lips. Since An Ming wanted to be Liuying's dog, she had to be An Ming's master.

"Why? Or you don't want to."

"?!"

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by unwilling? Xuan'er is born to be my dog!" (The message has been withdrawn)

"Xuan'er is born to be my master!"

An Ming replied quickly, which caused hundreds of miners present to stare seriously at An Jianshou standing on a high place and typing frantically on the mobile phone screen.

Everyone showed a look of incomprehension, and those who didn't know thought that An Ming was using the mobile phone as a carrier for casting spells and preparing to perform the Thunder King Ceremony.

"Hiss... Yingbao, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Liu Ying stood beside An Ming with a smile, watching him and Fu Xuan chatting on the spot, and the transformation device in his left hand began to emit dangerous hot sparks.

There was a look of dissatisfaction in those beautiful eyes.

"March, so scary..." Xing wiped the sweat from his forehead, and inexplicably felt a little empathy.

Sanyueqi looked at Xing with eyes that looked at a dead person, "You mean, you also have an affair with An Ming?"

"???"

Xing was sweating all over now, and felt a murderous intent from Sanyueqi that was colder than the temperature in Beloberg, "How, how could it be, Sanyue, you know that I only love cultivation!"

"Well, of course I know that Xing would not do that kind of thing," Sanyueqi performed a wave of light-speed face change for Xing on the spot, smiled and took her hand, and said seriously:

"You must not be fooled by a bad man like An Ming!"

"Well...well!"

Xing felt that the oath at this moment was more solemn than when she became a nameless guest, otherwise she would encounter some unfortunate things.

As long as she had nothing to do with An Ming, Sanyueqi would still be her best friend. Once she got involved with An Ming, her life would be over, and she would be hunted by the murderous intent of Sanyueqi for her whole life.

This is the real hunting!

An Ming's phone was taken away by Liu Ying's little hand, and he put it back into his pocket with a smile, "The work is not finished yet, you can't rest."

"...Ying Bao is right!"

An Ming laughed dryly, and pulled Wu Ye in his hand up an inch, and the more terrifying sword breath swept the sky.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. We Wu Ming Ke never do inhumane acts such as force oppression!" An Ming said with a righteous face and pushed San Yue Qi out.

"You are better at public speaking, come on!"

After An Ming finished speaking, he put on the oil on his feet, took Liu Ying's hand and went to the dark corner to slide the rail, otherwise Ying Bao would set the bed on fire tonight.

San Yue Qi put his hands on his waist and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything. He sighed helplessly and cleared his throat: "Then please welcome Teacher Dan Heng!"

Dan Heng: "?"

...

...

Tai Bu Si.Huo Huo held the teacup in both hands, took a sip of the tea with her cute little lips, her blue eyes showed a look of joy, and she gulped it down again.

"Master Fu Xuan, what kind of tea is this? It's delicious!"

It was sweet and refreshing, but after the first taste dissipated, there was a slight bitterness in the aftertaste, like a long remembrance.

"Ordinary sweet tea."

Fu Xuan also brewed a cup for himself, staring at his reflection in the teacup, with a faint smile.

Huo Huo sat upright on the Bagua chair, her two little feet hanging on the floor and swaying slightly, thinking that Master Fu Xuan's condition had improved a lot these days, and he looked gentle and reliable.

It seemed that all the previous things were just a nightmare.

However, the books that Fu Xuan gently flipped through on the table showed that those were all real past events, and all the death cases of the demonic body were presented on the table.

Fu Xuan only needs to read it once to engrave the knowledge deep in his mind. The demonic body may be an immortal curse for the people of Xianzhou, but what about An Ming?

She picked up the tea cup and sipped it gently. The bitterness after the sweetness was particularly obvious.

This was the tea recipe that An Ming left for her, and it was also a tea recipe that she thought she would never use again.

However, Fu Xuan added one more medicinal ingredient as a final aftertaste -

peach blossom.

The peach blossoms picked from the peach tree were dried and ground into powder and added to it.

Every early spring, Fu Xuan would deliberately make time to go to the small courtyard of Yuque, where she and An Ming were all memories.

That was An Ming's life.

It was also the happiest time of her life.

The peach tree was well taken care of, and it would still bloom beautiful peach blossoms every early spring, but Fu Xuan didn't want to look at it too much.

Seeing things reminds me of people, leaving only memories.

Fu Xuan picked up the phone again, staring at the chat records with An Ming in a daze, and tapped the words lightly with his fingers.

"I miss you, too."

But... An Ming is still at risk of repeating the same mistakes.

If Fu Xuan wants to be with An Ming forever, then he just needs to make An Ming "forever".

In this way, no one can separate them.