In Xiaoyao Hall, Qi Fan, who had been sleeping all this time, suddenly slowly rose up and left the bed half a minute away.

The whole body exudes a desolate, ancient, majestic and noble temperament.

The sword energy in his chest also disappeared at this moment and ceased to exist.

What you can't see is that its body is filled with golden-red blood, flowing like silver mercury like a rushing sea.

The heart beats like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, slow and long.

Every beat brings endless vitality to the body.

His eyelids moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

The next moment, Qi Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

Infinite light flows in his eyes.

Show your majesty!

But it only lasted for a moment, and all the strangeness disappeared without a trace.

It seems like it has never appeared.

A familiar look also appeared in Qi Fan's eyes.

Just a little sluggish.

A moment later, memories came one after another.

His eyes gradually became focused.

Qi Fanteng stood up immediately.

His memory still lingered on the moment he fell from the Galaxy Falls.

Look at the familiar items in front of you.

After concentrating for a moment, he already knew where he was.

Feeling a little surprised, he looked towards his chest again.

Suddenly the doubts in my heart became deeper and deeper.

How long have you been unconscious?

Even the injuries have healed.

And Qi seemed to have had a dream, a very, very long dream.

Seems important.

But I can't remember anything.

Qi Fan frowned and subconsciously sat on the edge of the bed trying to recall the dream.

Suddenly, a "clang" sound came from outside the palace and woke up Qi Fan.

Looking up, I saw Xue Ling'er covering her mouth and crying with joy.

But she sensed something strange and rushed over directly.

Next to him was a basin that had fallen to the ground.

Just when he was about to speak, the beautiful woman rushed into his arms.

Qi Fan felt the warmth in his arms.

He couldn't help but smile, "Okay, what's wrong?"

Xue Linger did not respond.

He just kept digging into his arms, feeling this extremely real, long-lost chest.

It's so strong and warm.

It seemed like he wanted to get in.

Hot tears flowed, and shoulders shook slightly.

Seeing this, Qi Fan stopped talking and just responded to her with his arms around her.

After a long time.

Xue Ling'er just raised her head, her eyes red.

Some even choked up and said, "I thought you wouldn't wake up."

"No way is it possible, no one can take me away from you."

"No one can!" Qi Fan chuckled, his tone full of determination.

Then he lowered his head slightly and whispered in his ear: "How long have I been unconscious?"

"When will the injury heal?"

"Five years, the injury only healed recently."

Hearing this, Qi Fan's eyes instantly flashed with a hint of distress.

A trace of guilt also arose in my heart.

The water basin that fell to the ground, the beauty in front of me.

Everything tells the story of these five years.

He actually made her worry for five years!

He couldn't help but hug the beauty in his arms tighter.

After a long time, Xue Ling'er's mood stabilized a little.

Qi Fan then pulled him to sit on the bed.

Slowly asking about what happened in the past five years.

After hearing this, Xue Ling'er calmed down and straightened her thoughts before speaking out one by one.

The two voices echoed in Xiaoyao Hall.

How they came back from the Dragon Realm.

What happened again along the way?

Until now, nothing has been missed.

It seems that I want to express my longing for the past five years and the words I haven’t said in these five years.

Once is enough.

After a long time, the sound stopped.

After Qi Fan heard this, his heart was complicated.

Looking at Xue Ling'er who still had a trace of tears in her eyes.

I couldn't help but feel more and more uncomfortable.

Staring at each other for a long time, the red lips gradually came closer.

With a move of Qi Fan's finger, the entire hall was enveloped in spiritual power.

Maybe it's a long separation that's better than a newlywed, or maybe it's longing that feels like spring.

This time, Xue Ling'er was less shy than before.

A little more bold and unbridled.

It is that, the house is full of spring scenery, one layer of clouds behind another layer of sky.

It's that again, except for Wushan, it's not clouds, and the spring spirit lingers on the nine tops.

It goes without saying what it means.

...

The next day, Xue Ling'er walked out of the hall with a sense of urgency in her heart.

It wasn't until he saw Qi Fan standing outside the hall that he felt at ease.

Lianbu moved over lightly.

Qi Fan looked back and looked at the radiant Xue Ling'er with a teasing smile.

Although they are all monks, there is no harm in being so crazy for a day.

But there is still a little charm left in his eyebrows.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Why, did you wake up so soon?"

"Don't want to sleep more?"

Xue Linger's pretty face turned red when she heard this.

He walked forward and pinched Qi Fan hard on the waist.
To be continued...