Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"Master Fu Xuan, the documents you asked me to find are all here... Ah——!"

With a deafening sound, the ancient hexagram table of the Taibusi was cut into two pieces by a sword, and the dark purple sword of lifelessness flashed with a terrifying brilliance.

Huo Huo was frightened and screamed, and her footsteps were unstable and she fell to the ground. The furry green tail acted as a cushion to catch her buttocks.

After cutting the table, the sword of lifelessness penetrated deep into the floor, cutting a very deep crack. Fu Xuan's crystal-like dazzling eyes flashed a little red, and he took a few deep breaths before returning to his usual expression.

She threw the phone that was crushed into two pieces aside, walked forward and stretched out her hand to Huo Huo, "Sorry, I didn't scare you."

Huo Huo subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand, but was startled by Fu Xuan's appearance. He stepped back a few steps and murmured, "Master Fu Xuan, you..."

The tail turned into a green soul shadow and looked at Fu Xuan with a very serious look, "Be careful, this guy is very dangerous! Let me deal with it."

The Wuming Sword instantly flew into Fu Xuan's palm, and the next moment he cut out an invisible barrier to isolate the tail.

Fu Xuan raised a smile, squatted down and gently stroked Huo Huo's chin, pulled the frightened little face over, and said gently:

"This is a secret."

The Dharma Eye on his forehead shone with a faint purple light, and soon Fu Xuan returned to his usual appearance, and whispered: "Good boy, I'll trouble you to continue searching for the documents of the Ten Kings Division for me."

Huo Huo's eyes were still filled with pitiful tears, and he was released after he nodded slightly in Fu Xuan's palm. He immediately panted violently, with some fear in his eyes.

Fu Xuan drew out the Wuming Sword, and Wei Ba immediately guarded Huo Huo vigilantly.

"I have no interest in hurting this child," Fu Xuan sat back in the Taibu's chair with an unchanged expression, holding his cheek and looking at Wei Ba with a thoughtful look.

"Are you interested in making a deal? Of course, I won't make it difficult for you."

"Luofu's fortune teller, you are really... crazy," Tail said in a complex voice, and it couldn't understand why the person in front of it did this.

"Crazy?"

Fu Xuan shook his head slightly, looked at the red rope of the Wuming Sword, and smiled gently, "Just for love."

From the beginning to the end, she knew what she was doing.

In fact, it is a very simple truth. There is only one path for fate, and that is the one she chose.

This is the fate she gave to Xianzhou.

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The night in Beloberg is not very lively. Compared with those bustling streets, it can even be considered very deserted.

Xing picked up a handful of snowflakes with both hands, ran to the back of March Seven and quietly scattered flowers with a fairy. March Seven shivered all over, and angrily picked up the lid of the trash can and was about to shoot Xing in the head.

Qingque leaned against the street lamp and exhaled a breath of cold air. The screen of the mobile phone was still on the chat interface not long ago.

【Liu Ying kisses An Ming.jpg】

This story started not long ago. The reason why Qing Que left so easily was that she had already thought about coming back to verify what she thought.

An Ming's various behaviors showed that the girl he met after losing his memory was in Beloberg.

In addition, there were not many outsiders here, so Qing Que subconsciously recalled the silver-gray long-haired girl who caught a glimpse in front of Klipperburg.

There is no doubt that she is definitely not a local, and there will be no outsiders in such a place.

The answer is about to come out, but Qing Que is not happy.

It is a fact that the master has a new lover, so isn't Master Fu Xuan too pitiful... She will never help Liu Ying, whom she has never met, and naturally she is on Fu Xuan's side from the bottom of her heart.

Qing Que witnessed the moment when An Ming kissed Liu Ying outside the door, and took a photo with her mobile phone to collect evidence. After hesitating for a long time, she chose to send it to Fu Xuan.

This is really a betrayal of the master and the ancestors, but both sides are masters, is it a betrayal? Yes.

Qingque still hopes from the bottom of her heart that An Ming can continue to be with Fu Xuan. In the first days when he lost An Ming, Fu Xuan had lost a lot of weight visibly, otherwise he would not be so short after so many years.

However, Master Fu Xuan must know more than her, and there is no reason for her to deal with such a complicated emotional entanglement.

Beside the warm heater, Qingque's psychological activities are very complicated. She squatted on the side of the road and watched the occasional few passers-by. She thought that love is really annoying and depressing.

It's better for people to live a simple life, just like Di Yuan Qiongyu, winning is winning, or being straightforward like a sword.

"Ah... love."

"Miss Qingque, why are you frowning?"

Behind March 7 isXing, who was trapped in the snow by the trash can lid, had only two white legs exposed like radish leaves. She walked to Qingque and stretched out her hand, "It's late at night, don't catch a cold."

"Thank you," Qingque held Sanyueqi's hand and stood up with the green long sword on his back.

"By the way, does everyone in Luofu know how to use a sword?"

Sanyueqi's eyes sparkled, and he touched the bow on his waist and was eager to try. His handsome silhouette of dancing with a sword flashed in his mind.

Qingque saw her thoughts at a glance, smiled and said, "Not really, but our lineage is good at using swords. If you want to learn, you might as well ask Anming."

"When that guy was on the train, he was either grinning at the screen of his mobile phone or fighting with pillows for 300 rounds," Sanyueqi put his hands on his waist, looking helpless.

The two chatted and laughed as they returned to the hotel. When Sanyueqi lay in the warm bath and showed her white calves to the creeping steam, she belatedly remembered something.

"Did we forget who?"

At this time, in the snow pile, only a pair of particularly charming long legs could be seen tossing back and forth, and finally accompanied by a low hum that rules are meant to be broken, the snow pile exploded into an avalanche.

"Ah...Aqiu!"

Xing sneezed pitifully, trembling in the white snow and returning to the hotel, thinking that she would never play a prank on Sanyueqi again next time.

After returning to the hotel, she took a hot shower to avoid turning into an ice sculpture. Xing sat by the window with her wet long hair, picked up her phone and glanced at the group chat, and saw that several people were chatting enthusiastically.

Sanyueqi also pulled Qingque into the group chat of Yalilo No. 6 team. Several people were talking about the scenery of Beloberg and those historical buildings.

Xing turned her head and looked up at the sky. The stars under the clouds were shining brightly, and she couldn't help but smile.

It's great to meet these friends.