Bing Chen was startled, his body and expression suddenly froze, and his heart suddenly jumped violently.
Subconsciously, Bingchen was about to lean back a little when his mind suddenly heard a voice transmission from Xuan Ying.
"don't want!"
Bingchen was stunned again.
Bang bang bang bang!
For a moment, the heartbeats of Xuan Ying and Bing Chen could be heard clearly.
"Master, I don't want to be too embarrassed, master, please don't..." Xuan Ying said in a message.
Bingchen's eyes changed slightly, he hesitated a little, then hugged Xuan Ying tightly with his arms, no longer escaping, and responded to her.
The uneasiness in her heart gradually subsided due to Bing Chen's response. Xuan Ying was ashamed, but she was also secretly grateful.
After a moment of hesitation, Xuan Ying moved her arms up and wrapped them around Bing Chen's neck.
The movements were jerky, Xuanying wanted to express her love as much as possible, but she was a little scared.
"Master, forgive me, disciple!" Xuan Ying said in a message.
Bingchen stroked his back gently and responded to him more attentively.
"In the past thirty years, there has been no news from the master, and the disciple has been uneasy. The disciple is afraid of losing the master, and is afraid that he will never see the master again." Xuan Ying continued to transmit the message.
At this point, Xuan Ying paused for a moment and kissed Bing Chen more passionately, even slightly twitching her tongue.
"Master, forgive me. I don't know when my dependence on Master turned into attachment. Only by being by Master's side can I feel at ease!" "
"Master, I'm sorry..."
The whisper sounded in Bingchen's mind. At this point, Xuan Ying's movements had stopped, her eyes were closed, and there were two wisps of tears left at the corners of her eyes.
After a slight hesitation, Bingchen separated his lips.
Looking at the person in his arms, Bing Chen's eyes showed a hint of affection, and he gently brushed away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Xuan Ying slowly opened her eyes, and in shame, she subconsciously lowered her head and wanted to turn around.
"Ying'er!" Bingchen called softly.
Xuan Ying froze.
Seeing this, Bing Chen smiled slightly and gently hugged Xuan Ying into his arms again.
Xuan Ying was slightly startled, but there was a bit of joy in her heart.
The two hugged each other quietly. After a while, when Xuan Ying calmed down, Bing Chen said: "Don't think too much."
Xuan Ying was stunned for a moment, then hummed softly.
Looking at Bing Chen, Xuan Ying's eyes were gentle and a bit complicated at the same time.
"Disciple... please forgive me for the moment, Master." Xuan Ying said softly.
Bingchen caressed Xuan Ying's back lovingly and said, "I told you, don't think too much."
Xuan Ying was stunned again, then hummed softly.
After hesitating for a while, Xuan Ying moved her eyes upward and looked at Bing Chen's cheek. By coincidence, their eyes met again.
This time, Xuan Ying was no longer as calm as before, her eyes were obviously evasive, and after just a moment, she looked elsewhere.
When Bingchen saw this, he smiled slightly and said softly: "Ying'er!"
Xuan Ying's heart trembled slightly and she sighed in relief.
Bing Chen didn't know what to say, he just wanted to call out softly.
To be honest, Bingchen felt secretly complicated at this time. No matter whether he responded to Xuan Ying or not, Bingchen knew it was wrong.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and there was a hint of helplessness in Bingchen's eyes.
Faintly aware of Bing Chen's mood, Xuan Ying felt a little sad, hesitated a little, and said: "Master, there is no need to embarrass you. It's the disciple's willfulness. Please don't, Master..."
Before Xuan Ying could finish her words, she felt Bing Chen's hug tightening slightly.
"It's me who should say I'm sorry," Bing Chen said.
Xuan Ying was slightly startled.
"I will always owe you a debt as a teacher." Bing Chen then added.
Xuan Ying's heart trembled slightly, feeling secretly worried for no reason. Seemingly aware of it, Bingchen looked into Xuan Ying's eyes again.
A little tenderness, and a little guilt.
"How can I be so virtuous as a teacher?" Bing Chen said, caressing Xuan Ying's cheek.
Xuan Ying moved her eyes to the side, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"Ying'er!" Bingchen called softly again.
Xuan Ying's heart trembled slightly again.
"Master, don't say any more," Xuan Ying said.
Bingchen hesitated for a moment and hummed softly.
Nestled in Bing Chen's arms, the two sat quietly on the boulder.
The falling snow in the sky gave way of its own accord, and a faint light curtain shrouded the two of them.
Bingchen looked around, while Xuanying carefully looked at Bingchen's cheek, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.
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We were relatively speechless until the morning glow shone on the sky the next day.
The beauty of this scene made Xuanying sigh secretly.
"Ying'er!" Bingchen suddenly called softly.
Looking at Bing Chen again, Xuan Ying hummed softly.
Bing Chen retracted his gaze and also looked at Xuan Ying in his arms.
With a touch of tenderness in his eyes, Bingchen said: "From now on, stay with me all the time, okay?"
Xuan Ying was slightly startled.
"I have selfish motives as a teacher. I don't want to let you go in the future, nor do I want you to return to the Kongxuan Realm again." Bing Chen then said.
Xuan Ying's eyes trembled a little, and her heart suddenly felt touched. She was stunned for a moment, nodded and hummed softly.
Looking at Xuan Ying, Bing Chen's eyes became gentler, he hesitated for a while, and slowly lowered his head.
When Xuan Ying saw this, she felt panicked and quickly closed her eyes subconsciously.
next moment!
The lips of the two touched each other, and Xuan Ying's body trembled slightly.
"Ying'er!" Bingchen whispered softly.
"Yeah!" Xuan Ying hummed softly.
"Can you blame me as a teacher?" Bing Chen asked.
Xuan Ying put her arms around Bing Chen's neck and tried her best to respond to him. After a few hesitations, she sent a message: "Master, I love you!"
...
Traveling hand in hand, the scenery above and below came into their eyes.
Cities are rising from the ground, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is just right, and deep in the mountains, there are many fairy gates and caves.
At a glance, the world is peaceful, without war or contention.
"After the great catastrophe, this world was empty of ten houses, but I didn't expect that in just over a hundred years, the changes would be so huge." Bing Chen said.
Gently holding Bingchen's wrist, Xuan Ying said softly: "The human race is complicated very quickly. In more than a hundred years, it is enough to complicated several generations."
Bingchen hummed softly.
At this point, Xuan Ying pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and said: "Master's floating world is much more beautiful than my Kongxuan world."
Hearing this, Bing Chen felt a little helpless and shook his head: "This is just an appearance. Now in the floating world, there is only such a small area suitable for living beings to survive. More areas have been conquered by many gods thousands of years ago. Even when it is defeated, its laws endure to this day.”
Hearing this, Xuan Ying sighed softly and said, "Such a beautiful world has been ruined by those hateful people. Seriously..."
Xuan Ying wanted to curse, but she held it back.
Bing Chen looked a little gentle and said: "But now that I am in the floating world, if those people dare to come again, they will never come back!"
Xuan Ying hummed softly and nodded slightly.
At this point, Bingchen turned to face Xuan Ying, gently stroked the hair beside her ears, and said: "This is one of the reasons why my teacher took you away in the first place. The gate to the Kongxuan Realm will be opened by my teacher. If in the future The Kongxuan Realm has also experienced what I have experienced in the Fusheng Realm, and it is hard for me to absolve myself of the blame for it."
When Xuan Ying heard this, her eyes trembled slightly, but she could clearly see some joy and emotion.
"Disciple knows, disciple understands." Xuan Ying said.
Looking at Bing Chen, Xuan Ying's eyes were gentle and a little confused.
"Thank you, Ying'er." Bingchen said suddenly as their eyes met.
Xuan Ying was a little confused.
Bingchen gently stroked the hair beside Xuan Ying's ear again and said, "I wanted to wander around alone for some time, but you, with your unique gentleness, cheered me up a lot in just one day."
Hearing this, Xuan Ying's eyes trembled slightly again, then she leaned forward and leaned into Bing Chen's arms.
"Master!" Xuan Ying called softly.
Bingchen stroked Xuanying's back and hummed softly.
"The tenderness of a disciple can only be given to the master in this life. If the master never abandons him, the disciple will stay with him for the rest of his life." Xuan Ying said softly.
Bingchen had a gentle smile on his lips and hummed softly.
Together, the two swam through the beautiful scenery of today's mountains and rivers, crossed the endless phantom sea, visited the broken land of the Meteor God, and even went to the secret world of the Ice Soul Sect and the Blood Soul Sect together.
Traveling together, the two held hands from beginning to end. In just a few days, Xuan Ying's heart was compensated for the pain of missing Bing Chen for more than thirty years. And Bingchen, because of Xuanying's tenderness and love, temporarily forgot the sadness and hatred in his heart.
Like a couple of gods and immortals, their love is long and lasting, making those who occasionally see them feel slightly lost in envy.
A few days later, Bingchen and Xuanying returned to Xuexia Mountain again.
The love is lingering, and the two embrace each other.
"Could this be what Jiao'er meant, romance?" Xuan Ying asked.
Bingchen had a slight smile on his lips and said, "Yes, it does have some romantic feeling."
Xuan Ying pursed her lips slightly, hesitated a little, and said: "Romance belongs between lovers, master and disciple..."
Looking at the beauty in his arms with gentle eyes, Bing Chen smiled slightly again.
Seemingly aware of it, Xuan Ying raised her head and looked at Bing Chen.
Seeing his gentle gaze, Xuan Ying felt even more happy and satisfied.
"Master, how about my disciple... perform a dance for you?" Xuan Ying said softly.
Hearing this, Bingchen hummed softly. The next moment, Xuanying carefully separated from Bingchen, then stepped out of Xuexia Mountain and stood quietly in the void.
Looking at Bing Chen, Xuan Ying pursed her lips slightly, with a faint hint of shame on her face.
"Master took the disciple to visit the beautiful scenery of this floating world. In return, the disciple also presented a cherry blossom dance to the master. I hope the master likes it," Xuan Ying said.
As he finished speaking, Xuan Ying waved his hand, and cherry blossoms all over the sky appeared out of thin air, surrounding him.
With slender jade hands and jade arms, as they dance, the cherry blossoms rise and float with the wind. Suddenly, she tapped her toes, and as she jumped, her beautiful legs were looming in the long skirt. The moonlight is blurry, the dance is charming, elegant and sexy.
On the top of Xuexia Mountain, on top of the boulder, Bingchen was slightly lost in thought as he looked at the beautiful figure surrounded by cherry blossoms under the full moon.
I don’t know how long it took, I don’t know when, but before the cherry blossoms dispersed, people were already approaching.
Looking at Bing Chen who was still looking blank, Xuan Ying asked softly: "Does it look good, Master?"
Bing Chen came back to his senses, smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Beautiful!"
Xuan Ying pursed her lips and smiled.
Suddenly, Bing Chen hugged Xuan Ying. The next moment, with a blur in front of her eyes, when Xuan Ying looked at things again, the surrounding scene had completely changed.
The boulder is still the same, but it is not the one on the top of Xuexia Mountain, but!
Xuanying was slightly startled when she saw the boulder beside her, and her heart suddenly jumped at the same time.
"Master?" Xuan Ying called softly.
A blush quickly appeared on her cheeks.
Seeing the strange look in Bingchen's eyes, Xuanyin didn't understand what Bingchen meant.
After a moment's hesitation, Xuan Ying leaned against Bing Chen's chest again.
"The disciple's dance is only for the master." Xuan Ying whispered.
Bingchen's eyes changed slightly, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed Xuan Ying's red lips.
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