Immortal sword edge

Chapter 108

When Ling Xiao met Yan Shuya for the first time, he was being blocked in an alley by more than a dozen hooligans. At that time, he had not been in this world for a few days, and Ximen Chuuxue hadn't been born yet. in stomach.

It was just because of his curiosity that he couldn't control his feet, and he didn't expect to get stuck on a piece of brown sugar that he never got rid of in his whole life.

At that time Yan Shuya was still young, at most fourteen or fifteen years old, handsome and beautiful, but very thin, and his tattered clothes showed his embarrassment and desolation at that time.

A child who is poor and living alone is naturally easy to be bullied, not to mention he is so beautiful.

Although Ling Xiao doesn't like to be nosy, but in such a situation, he still doesn't mind taking it easy and teaching a few scumbags a lesson.

Then in a blink of an eye, I saw the child standing quietly and obediently, and for some reason, my heart softened for a moment, so I dragged him to buy clothes and shoes and socks, and ate a full meal.

He and Yan Shuya have been together for more than a month, and the two are almost inseparable. He watched the quiet young man go from being secretly on guard to trusting him, and then to those dark eyes circling him all the time.

He taught him martial arts and fed him elixir, so that he can strengthen his body and not be bullied by others. Young Master, there is no longer the skinny shadow of before.What surprised him even more was his talent in martial arts. He obviously had no foundation, but he was able to draw inferences from one instance, master it well, and made remarkable progress in just over a month.

He doesn't hate the days when he gets along with Yan Shuya, he even likes it quite a bit. Such a well-behaved and sensible boy always looks at him quietly and listens to him very much. He does whatever he tells him to do, never It's all according to his will.

However, although the lives of the two are very comfortable, he still has to leave after all because of his mission and because he doesn't want to have too much involvement with people in this world, for fear of causing karma.

So, on the day when he felt that Ximen Chuuxue was about to be born, he left behind a large pile of bank notes and disappeared into Yan Shuya's life without saying hello.

Since then, he thought that the two of them would never have the chance to meet again. After all, it was only more than 30 days, which was too short, and it was negligible in his long life, so when he stood by him again after a few years In front of him, he almost didn't recognize it.

Of course, he would not take the love he said from a child in his eyes. He only thought it was because he helped him when he was in trouble, and the gratitude he generated was misunderstood by him as love.

So he deliberately distanced himself and avoided seeing him, just to put a distance between the two of them and let him stop thinking about himself, but he never expected that he was so persistent!

He thought that the moment he died, he was not completely indifferent. He had lived for too long. Although he had never experienced the love of men and women in the world, he had seen too much.But even so, such hot emotions that could burn everything still cast some ripples in his heart.

They have been entangled with each other for nearly 30 years. Although it is just a blink of an eye for him, it is half of his life for a mortal. A relationship that he regards as a youthful feeling has been persisted by him for so long Time, so that he can no longer deliberately ignore it, to convince himself that the other party is just unwilling to get it!

And it's not that he didn't feel it, it's just that the feeling was too faint, and it was insignificant compared with the paranoid madness of the other party.

Although the feeling was faint, it was clearly there, so that he could no longer turn a blind eye.

He is not young anymore!When he found a few strands of silvery white hair on Yan Shuya's head, he clearly realized this.Although the opponent is very powerful, even though the appearance of the opponent is still the same, but he is just a mortal in the end, and everyone will grow old and die one day, no one can avoid it, neither can Yan Shuya.That being the case, shouldn't he treat him better?

With this thought in mind, Ling Xiao made a decision, a decision he didn't regret even though he didn't know if it was right!

He put his own body into a long sleep, made a human body out of various elixir and elixir, a body that would age and die, and then possessed it.

Ling Xiao and Yan Shuya, who have become "human beings", live quietly in Wanmei Villa. Occasionally, when they get bored, they go to the palace for a walk, molesting his apprentice, and hugging his apprentice and grandson. This kind of life conversation It's not about happiness, but it's also peaceful and comfortable. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, and no matter where he goes, there will be a figure quietly following behind him, just where he can see when he turns his head... ...

So, this is how a person's life goes.

When they were lying on the bed with their hair gray and their teeth falling out, holding hands, he was smiling, and his heart was peaceful and at ease, like the warm sunshine in the afternoon...

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As soon as Ling Xiao opened his eyes, he met an old face full of wrinkles. He was startled, grabbed the other's long beard, and said blankly: "You are, an old monster?!"

Si Ming Xingjun screamed in pain, he stretched his neck hard, and said frantically: "Let go, let me go!"

Ling Xiao was finally woken up by howling like a slaughtered pig. He let go of the long hair in his hand, with an expression of disbelief still on his face.

Si Ming rubbed his sore chin, and said angrily: "Your karma is over, so you're back. Could it be that you haven't played enough? Do you want to play for a while longer?"

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery around him, and listening to the old man's skilled nagging, he was finally sure that he really came back.

A dim light flashed in his slender eyes, he suddenly hooked his lips, and small dimples bloomed on his cheeks, "during the days when I was not around, you didn't steal my wine?"

"No, no, absolutely nothing!" The old man shook his head violently, his face flushed, "Am I the kind of person who would sneak around? I am a god, a god, how could I do something that would damage my image, and I don't know you Where do you hide the wine..."

Ling Xiao squinted suspiciously, "I just asked casually, is it necessary for you to say so much all at once? Is it because of a guilty conscience?"

"I have nothing to be guilty of!" The old man's voice became louder. "You are slandering and doubting my character. Of course I have to explain it clearly!"

Ling Xiao looked him up and down, and then said: "Trust you for now, I'll go back first, and I haven't been back for a long time." He waved his hand, turned and left.

Si Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, muttered in a low voice and drifted away in an instant, "I'm dead, I'm dead now, I'd better hide for now..."

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With fluttering sleeves, Ling Xiao walked quietly on the path of Wufeng Mountain, and the scene in front of him gradually overlapped with what he remembered.

"This is Wufeng Mountain. I got it with great effort. The front is my Immortal Mansion—"

He habitually tilted his head to introduce, but his voice stopped abruptly due to the emptiness in his eyes.

In just a few decades, did he get used to it?So much so that now, it was an indescribable loss.

He sighed softly, and the brows dimmed instantly.

At this moment, a dirty, bald cat suddenly jumped out of the bushes beside the path. Its hair was inconspicuous gray, and it was still wounded. Its round eyes were green and green, like cats in the sun. lake water.

Obviously the colors are different, but the eyes are so familiar, with the consistent paranoia and madness unique to him...