Sang Luo's imagination is limited and he can only think of this kind of plot.
Unfortunately...she seemed to have guessed correctly.
"..."
The boy often hugged it and stood on the cliff to bask in the sun, and it watched Ning Xi grow up day by day.
At the beginning, the little girl just looked at Su Changluo with admiration, that kind of simple, looking-up admiration.
Later, the look in his eyes gradually changed.
Ning Xi's eyes were gradually filled with the feeling of a young girl towards the person she admired.
As for Su Changluo, although he had a disciple at that time, he was still a half-grown boy.
A half-grown boy who is proud of his talent.
He is extremely talented and has excellent understanding, and he teaches everything he has learned, but Ning Xi's understanding is really far behind him.
Or perhaps, Ning Xi was originally very talented, but in front of him, when the two of them compared, they were the scumbag.
But Ning Xi is not discouraged, because in her opinion, her master is the most powerful person in the world.
Taoist Yu Heng accepted three disciples, always in a free-ranging manner, and did not care whether Su Changluo accepted any disciples.
So the two of them lived on top of Xuanqing Peak. From time to time, Su Changluo would take Ning Xi out for training.
In fact, in the world of cultivation, the age difference between master and disciple is not that big.
Su Changluo Tianzong was a talented man, but he took pills at the age of sixteen and took charge of the affairs of a peak.
When he went down the mountain to travel when he was seventeen, he brought back eleven-year-old Ning Xi.
When I became a master, I was still a half-grown boy.
And when his apprentice looked slim and graceful, wearing pink clothes with a faintly charming appearance, he was only in his twenties.
It is the best age to be vigorous, handsome and unrestrained.
Nascent Soul, who is in his twenties, is one step closer to becoming a god.
This was rare in the world of cultivation at that time. Naturally, coupled with his appearance, he attracted the affection of many fairies.
In the year when Su Changluo entered the late Nascent Soul stage and vaguely touched the threshold of becoming a god, he was only twenty-four.
This is unprecedented in Cangwu Realm.
And this year, Ning Xi was eighteen and had just laid the foundation.
Sang Luo watched the illusion in front of her change, but the young man behind her kept following her.
Is the kitten she possesses owned by this boy?
Or is this boy secretly in love with Ning Xi?
Sang Luo was a little curious and turned to look at the young man.
The moment their eyes met, she almost exploded!
"???!!!"
Why does this young man's eyes look so much like Chu Yanshu's dog?!
The young man raised his eyelids, looked at the kitten in front of him, raised his hand to lift her up, held her in his arms and stroked her head, stood up and left.
Sang Luo also wanted to see Ning Xi cooking for Su Changluo, congratulating him on breaking through the bottleneck of Nascent Soul, and wanted to see what happens next!
But the young man held it and walked farther and farther.
Sang Luo struggled to run out of his arms and kept meowing.
But the young man ignored her resistance and carried her down the mountain.
Sang Luo didn't know what he was going to do, but the cold voice of the system sounded in his mind——
[The retrace time is about to expire, and the host is about to return to the original world. Please prepare the host.]
The time has come?!
She still doesn’t know why Ning Xi turned black?
Why is it like that?
Why has she never heard of Senior Brother Changluo having such a disciple in Xuanyuan Sect?
Why has no one mentioned her?
The world was spinning for a while, and Sang Luo felt like she couldn't breathe.
"Sister..."
She forced herself to force out these two words from her teeth,
"Sister Ning Xi... I am a disciple of Changli Sword Lord, not Uncle Changluo..."