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Waiting to return to Yanjing.
There was still an unconcealable look of horror in the eyes of Guo Huai and the others.
That scene will never be forgotten by them.
Jiang Fan gently uttered the word "open" in his mouth, and suddenly, thousands of flowers bloomed all over the mountains and plains.
At that moment, it was like the God of Spring issued an order, causing thousands of flowers to bloom with just one word.
What a terrifying method this is!
It is no different from a god.
"I'm afraid Master Jiang's realm is beyond our ability to predict!" Guo Huai said secretly in his heart, without any luck in his heart.
Hongxiu and Guo Mu were following Jiang Fan like little followers.
"Early tomorrow morning, we will set off for Longyan Mountain. Let's take a short rest tonight!" Jiang Fan said.
"yes!"
How dare the three of them disobey, they quickly bowed and nodded.
At this time, Jiang Fan had returned to his original appearance and walked into the hotel.
This is a five-star hotel. Although there are not many such hotels in Yanjing, there are quite a few, and they are full almost every day.
After all, this is Yanjing.
It is the heart of the Dragon Kingdom.
Jiang Fan was walking when a girl wearing white Hanfu came towards him.
The girl Pinpin Tingting was accompanied by several companions. Like her, they were also wearing Hanfu and were talking and laughing.
Behind a few people, there is a group of young men in suits and leather shoes. They are looking at the women in front of them with fiery eyes.
The girl in white walking in the front has her hair tied back, a small face with oval seeds, and a set of white Hanfu, which makes her look like the mysterious goddess of the Nine Heavens descending from the mortal world, and she is incredibly beautiful. .
The smile on her face is so pure, natural and comes from the heart.
The moment I saw this girl.
Jiang Fan's body couldn't help but froze in place, his whole body motionless as if he had been struck by a petrification spell.
Even her eyes were slightly moist.
He stared blankly at the girl, as if time had frozen at this moment.
Finally, the girl approached him.
However, the girl only paused for a moment, then walked past him, bringing with her a gust of fragrant wind.
Jiang Fan still stood there blankly.
Even though the girl¡¯s figure has disappeared.
Those young masters have also disappeared.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but he suddenly smiled.
However, Lingtian Sword God, who had not shed a tear for many years, was weeping at this moment.
The raindrops were like a kite with its string broken, rolling down in big drops, and small flowers appeared on the ground.
"Ha ha ha ha¡¡"
He laughed loudly, as if he was going crazy.
¡°That¡¯s her, it must be her, she¡¯s okay, she¡¯s really okay!¡±
As he spoke, Jiang Fan suddenly squatted down and sobbed like a child.
This scene made Guo Huai and the others stunned for a while.
I don¡¯t know what happened to Jiang Fan.
How did they know that at this moment, Jiang Fan's heart had already stirred up a huge storm.
Looking back eight hundred years later!
That figure.
How could he forget.
How dare you forget.
That was his only regret after entering the world of cultivation!
"Girl, I have been practicing cultivation for eight thousand years!"
"I have failed my master, I have not failed the world, but I have failed only you!"
"Do you know how uncomfortable and painful I felt the moment you left?"
"That was the first time I cried!"
"Flow for you."
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"Are you injured again? How many times has this happened? Ling Tian, ??please don't go there again. Isn't it better to stay aloof from the world?"
"You don't understand, I still have a lot of things to do." Jiang Lingtian sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing again.
The girl glanced at him and opened her mouth, but in the end, she said nothing.
That¡¯s it, day after day.
A year has passed.
Two years have passed.
A hundred years have passed.
Thousands of years have passed.
Every time he was injured, he would come back to this small bamboo house hidden in the secular world.
And every time, no matter when he came back, there was always a figure standing in front of the door, waiting for him quietly.
Three thousand years are like one day.
At that time, Jiang Lingtian only wanted to become stronger and never cared about the woman beside him.
Even when the other party was treating his wounds, he would scold him and say he was meddling in his own business.
However, the woman had no complaints and still wiped his wounds carefully.
Finally one day.
He has attracted a powerful enemy.
"Jiang Lingtian, today is the day you die!"
Waves of destruction were heard, and a large seal fell from the sky, slamming down on him.
At this moment, he was seriously injured and the techniques in his body could not function. He could only watch helplessly as the big seal struck down.
At that moment, he thought he was dead.
But at this time.
However, a figure burst out from the bamboo house. She burst out with unprecedented speed and rushed towards the big seal.
At the moment of rushing towards the big seal.
She turned around and glanced at the figure below.
Those eyes contained too much reluctance and regret.
After all, this life.
I still can¡¯t accompany you to the end.
The next second, a monstrous light burst out.
The seal, the monk, and the girl disappeared without a trace, except for a hairpin that jingled and landed in front of him.
That was the only gift he gave to the other party.
"Brother Lingtian, I cooked chicken stewed with mushrooms for you today."
"Ling Tian, ??I just want to stay with you quietly until the end of time"
Three thousand years are like one day, just to wait for his return.
She doesn¡¯t expect him to rule the world, she doesn¡¯t expect him to become a god and ancestor, she just waits for his return in the world of mortals.
He never promised, never repaid, never thanked, and never felt grateful.
How could Jiang Lingtian be so virtuous and capable when he met a woman who devoted herself so wholeheartedly to him?
I originally thought that my most precious things were nothing more than magic weapons, techniques, and cultivation.
Later, I realized that the things I never cared about are the most precious things in my life.
It¡¯s a pity that I knew it was too late.
"Qingrou, I'm back. Thank you for letting me see you again. In my previous life, you protected me for three thousand years. In this life, let me protect you from the wind and rain!"
A smile appeared on Jiang Fan's face.
That smile seems to contain endless tenderness, endless nostalgia, endless sadness and regret.
¡¾The author has something to say¡¿
The heroine appears! I am writing this paragraph with tears streaming down my face. I also hope that there is a girl who can live like one day for three thousand years. She does not expect me to rule the world or be rich and powerful, but just waits for my return in the world of mortals. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com