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Chapter 15 Time flies by

Chapter 15 Time flies like water

The passing years are like a shuttle of light, and time is like passing water, never to return

"It still doesn't work..." Songwan put down her hand. As soon as her fingers left Qingshui's forehead, she felt Qingshui in her arms let out a long sigh of relief.

"Master, are you awake?" Song Wan looked into her arms. Qing Shui slowly opened her eyes, which were still red.

"Wan'er, get out of the way!" Ouyang Jingsong came out of the side room and happened to see this scene. A sword energy swept over him. Usually Qing Shui opened his eyes, and his eyes were red. It must be that the demonic disease has struck again.

"No!" Song Wan fluttered her fingers, and with a slight squeeze, Ouyang Jingsong's sword energy was reduced to nothing.

"Master will not hurt me," Song Wan said.

Sure enough, although Qing Shui's eyes were red, he made no next move. He seemed to be trying his best to endure it. The redness in his eyes quickly faded after seeing Song Wan.

"Wan'er..." The hoarse voice made Song Wan unable to believe that it was Master's voice.

"Master, I'm back. I was too willful. I'm sorry." When Song Wan saw Qing Shui regaining consciousness, the tears she had been holding back for a long time burst into her eyes.

"It'll be fine if you come back, just wake up?" Qing Shui supported his body and tried to sit up.

"Master, please don't move and have a good rest. After such a long time, your body has been somewhat exhausted and needs some time to recover." Only then did Song Wan notice the ambiguous posture of the two of them and hurriedly put Qing Shui on the bed.

"Ouch, I'm so shy!" came Zhulong's extremely discordant voice.

"It's you!" "It's you!" Zhulong, who had just emerged from the Qiankun Bag, saw Ouyang Jingsong at the first sight, and Ouyang Jingsong naturally saw it too.

"We are really enemies, so why don't you give me back my beautiful tail hair! Little girl, he was the one who plucked my hair!" Zhulong remembered that Fluffy had said that he would avenge him.

"What did you say? I didn't hear..." Song Wan looked careless.

"I said, he pulled out my hair!" Zhulong roared.

"Louder, you can't hear me!" Song Wan shouted.

"Boss, you said you wanted to avenge me!" Zhulong pulled Rongrong out of the Qiankun bag.

"Well, who is that? You have to bribe me with the best food, otherwise I won't let you go." Rongrong said, jumping on top of Ouyang Jingsong's head.

"I understand, you are obviously in the same group! You have known each other before!" Zhulong finally understood what was going on.

"You are so slow to react..." Rongrong said contemptuously.

"I should have thought of it earlier! Humph!" Zhulong glared at Ouyang Jingsong angrily, then glared at Songwan and Rongrong before disappearing in mid-air.

"Let it go, why force it? Everyone has their own way to go." Qingshui reminded Songwan when he saw that she wanted to keep Zhulong.

The time when everyone is together is always happy. With the help of everyone and the astonishing amount of various magical medicines, Shao Xin finally reached the level of a god. Under the auspices of Song Wan, Xiao Yiran and Yao Zheng

Lovers will eventually get married.

"Master, Su Su is married off..." Song Wan stood with Qing Shui at the entrance of the cave and said with some emotion, "My only disciple has been married off by me. Master, when will you marry me off?"

"You want to get married? What about A Peng?" Qing Shui asked.

"Brother Apeng has Linying, I can't break them up," Song Wan said.

"Which young master do you like?" Qing Shui's tone was full of smiles.

"Well, let me think about it, in this world of gods, the only people who were worthy of me at the beginning were Shenjun Siyin and Lord Lingyu. Now, Shenjun Siyin has become nameless, and he has Xing Wu in his heart.

I don't want to be a mistress, sit down

It's a cold shoulder. In this case, there is only Lingyu Shenjun. If the master can find him, he will marry his disciple." Songwan couldn't see Qingshui's expression. He kept his head lowered, but she saw Qingshui.

Stiff back.

"The Lord Lingyu is dead. Even if he is reincarnated, he is no longer the Lord. You two are enemies of life and death. How could you get together?" Qingshui's voice was neither happy nor angry, and there was no fluctuation.

"Master..." Song Wan was a little anxious. She knew Qing Shui was perfunctory with her.

"Okay, Wan'er, I'm tired..." Qing Shui closed her eyes and didn't want to say anything more.

"Master, why can you do that to Ta Xue but not me? What's the difference between us?" Song Wan's eyes flashed with tears.

"You are different. Besides, we have more important things now. I don't know what will happen in the future. You are my apprentice. Even I can't convince myself. How can I accept you?" Qingshui rubbed his temples and felt full.

The face is tired.

"What's the difference between us? I haven't experienced what Tuxue has experienced with you, but she hasn't experienced our experiences either. I don't understand why I would lose to someone who is no longer here?" Song Wan's cheeks curled up.

Tears fell.

"It's not that I can't compare, it's that I can't compare. You two are different." Qing Shui said.

"What if I insist on following Master?" Song Wan asked with a sad expression.

"Why are you so persistent? We are not mortals. If the crisis does not come in the future, if we stay together for hundreds, tens of thousands or even endless years, one day you will get tired of it." Qingshui said.

"No, as long as Master is here." Song Wan said.

"I can't stay with you forever..." Qing Shui closed her eyes and frowned slightly.

"I know, I know..." Song Wan said in despair, "I am willing to wait until the day when Master accepts it."

"I'm afraid that day won't come," Qing Shui said.

"Sincerity makes a difference, I don't believe I can't impress you." Song Wan simply raised her head and stared at Qing Shui, not even calling her master.

"After the battle, I will give you an answer." Qing Shui said.

"I hope you get a satisfactory answer." After Song Wan finished speaking, she turned and left.

Looking at Song Wan's leaving figure, Qing Shui said silently, "Silly girl, it's not certain whether we will exist after the war..."

"Why don't you accept her?" Ouyang Jingsong's voice appeared behind Qing Shui.

"It's rude to listen to other people's words." Qing Shui said coldly.

"We didn't need to be polite before. We obviously liked her, so why didn't we accept her?" Ouyang Jingsong continued to ask.

"It's not that she refuses, it's that she can't. I am her master." Qing Shui said.

"Don't use the stinky reasons in the world as excuses, tell the real reason." Ouyang Jingsong obviously knew Qingshui very well.

"After the war, I still don't know what the outcome will be. I have no confidence in my future. How can I make a promise to her? If I give her more than the promise and can't do it, it would be better not to give it in the first place and to be desperate from the beginning.

It's much better to have hope and despair at the same time." Qing Shui closed his eyes, looking indescribably tired.

"Do you love her?" Ouyang Jingsong asked.

"I don't know." Qing Shui was silent for a long time, then he opened his eyes and looked at Ouyang Jingsong and said.

"You don't know? How can you not be clear about your own feelings? Don't you know how much you have given up for her and how much you have done for her? Also, don't you know the cause of your demonic disease?

"Ouyang Jingsong was a little angry. He had killed his beloved by mistake thousands of years ago. Now that the decisive battle was imminent, his two best friends were about to miss each other and repeat his own mistakes. He was a little angry at Qing Shui's cowardice.

"You must think I'm weak, right?" Qing Shui asked somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, you coward!" Ouyang Jingsong sneered.

"If I was sure that I could give her a future, I would. I watched her soul die in front of me, unable to do anything. I finally had her, and I didn't know what the outcome would be. I didn't dare to try easily." Qingshui said.

.

"I just hope you won't regret it in the future." Ouyang Jingsong said and left, leaving Qingshui alone on the top of the mountain, overlooking the scenery below.

"Grandpa Ouyang..." Song Wan returned to the room, set up a barrier, and sent Lin Rong out. She hid in the room and cried bitterly until someone knocked on the door outside and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Let me in." Ouyang Jingsong said.

"Yes." Song Wan was a little confused. Ouyang Jingsong was always so carefree, why was he so cautious this time.

"Oh, why do you have to..." Qing Shui stood on the top of the mountain, but he already knew what Ouyang Jingsong was going to do.

"I know everything about you." Ouyang Jingsong's first words made Song Wan speechless.

"You, you eavesdropped on our conversation!" Song Wan stared at Ouyang Jingsong angrily.

"Well, I was passing by by accident and saw him by accident." Ouyang Jingsong explained perfunctorily, "Do you understand him?"

"Understand? What do you understand? I don't know anything about Master's past, and I don't know much about his past life. In this life, it's enough for me to love him." Song Wan lowered her head and said.

"Does he love you?" Ouyang Jingsong asked.

"I don't know, but this has nothing to do with me. It's my business if I love him, and it's his business whether he loves me or not. Likewise, even though he is my master and I love him, he has nothing to do with it." Song Wan

Said stubbornly.

"Are you really persistent? Is it worth it?" Ouyang Jingsong asked.

"There is no question of whether it is worth it or not, only whether you are willing or not. I feel that as long as I am willing and as long as he is happy, everything is worth it." Song Wan said.

"Why are you so stupid? You are stubborn and a little extreme." Ouyang Jingsong sighed.

"A person must be stubborn about one person and one thing once in his life. Otherwise, what's the point of living? Even ten thousand years will be wasted." A sad smile appeared on Song Wan's face.

"What if he doesn't love you at all? Have you ever thought that even if he accepts you, it might be because of Fairy Treading Snow hundreds of years ago, not because of you." Ouyang Jingsong said.

"Taxue is me, and I am Taxue." Songwan said, "Whether it's because of me or because of Taxue, in the final analysis, it's all because of me."

"If after the war, both of you die, that's it. If one of you dies, what will you do with the other one? Die alone? It's not that your master doesn't like it, but he doesn't want to like it. He's afraid that you will be hurt.

"Ouyang Jingsong said.


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