The white-haired woman suddenly turned her head, with incomparable sadness in her eyes. Qi Qingfeng's question seemed to touch the pain hidden deep in her heart. After staring at Qi Qingfeng for a moment, her eyes became a little hollow, and she slowly spoke out.
He said something that puzzled Qi Qingfeng: "I love him...but, I hate him..."
After a full minute, the woman in white seemed to have come back to her senses, suddenly stared at Qi Qingfeng and said: "Forget Anna!"
After finishing speaking, her figure turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky...
Looking at the fleeting figure, Qi Qingfeng knew that maybe this was the last time he saw her in this life...
The longing that has been lingering in his heart for hundreds of years, when he saw her eyes, Qi Qingfeng's weather-beaten heart, which had tasted all kinds of things in the world, actually felt deep pain, just like he once felt in Yang Tian
The emotion that touches my mind...
He turned around sadly and waved his sleeves. In an instant, his figure seemed a bit older, but with a hint of freedom and ease. He was walking through the air. In just a few steps, his figure merged into the endless sky.
In the void...
…
Qi Qingfeng.
Hundreds of years ago, he was favored by thousands of people. Before he was born, his father Qi Tianlei married Ali Aier, the king of the Aier Empire.
The girl who was married on the fingertips was Anna El.
However, he was born a loser and grew up surrounded by people's ridicule, contempt, and even humiliation.
What was originally a promising match turned into a tragic outcome of "flowers and cow dung".
Qi Qingfeng could never forget that every time he was injured, there was always a beautiful, angelic little girl who comforted him and encouraged him...
That angelic little girl is Anna El.
That was his only friend in childhood and adolescence.
However, when Qi Qingfeng finally couldn't stand the ridicule of the world and the contempt of his family. In order to be worthy of that angelic girl, he resolutely chose to leave his hometown and made up his mind that he would not return to fame until he became famous!
He believes that there must be a cultivation method suitable for him in this world!
But a few years after leaving home, he heard the news that Anna Al had broken off their engagement. When he rushed back in a hurry, the Al family encountered a disaster that almost wiped out the entire family. If a mysterious master hadn't suddenly appeared.
The Er family has probably disappeared from this world...
After searching for several years and still no news about Anna El, Qi Qingfeng left sadly...
But that angelic girl became the eternal longing and eternal pain in his heart...
Today, hundreds of years later, when she and the King of the El Empire appeared together, Qi Qingfeng could hardly believe his eyes, because at the first glance, he was sure that the white-haired but eternally youthful girl
The woman is that angelic little girl, his fiancée, Anna El.
…
Yang Tian quietly let Long Qingbing's cold little hand hold him and moved forward quickly. After a while, the two of them entered the mountain behind the school.
When the demi-god-level Ice Crystal Dragon King Set entered his body, a strange connection was established between Yang Tian and Long Qingbing. This connection allowed Yang Tian to clearly feel Long Qingbing's mood at this time.
Grief, yes, grief, deep grief.
Long Qingbing's beautiful face was still so cold, and her eyes barely changed, but Yang Tian knew that her heart was weeping and bleeding...
Of course the smart Yang Tian knew that all this was related to the white-haired woman, but he didn't know why.
When Long Qingbing and Yang Tian rushed to the place where the "chrysanthemums were blooming" last time, they stopped. The two of them sat on a raised smooth rock together.
"Honey, hold me." Long Qingbing suddenly raised her head and stared at Yang Tian, saying softly.
Yang Tian lowered his head and stared at a beautiful woman at such a close distance. It was indeed a test for a man. Fortunately, Long Qingbing's sad mood at this time also affected Yang Tian. He temporarily suppressed the thought of the beast blood. It's just that
, at this time, he really wanted to know what was the reason that made this iceberg-like woman who was difficult to be emotional feel so heartbroken.
…
"Last night, the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang. I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but my heart is connected." Yang Tian smiled tenderly at Long Qingbing, gently held her slender waist, and said softly
Chanting, after a pause, he said: "Xiao Qingbing, tell me, tell your husband what is going on?"
A trace of confusion flashed across Long Qingbing's face, very faint, but Yang Tian could feel that he was occasionally "showing off" just now, which made Long Qingbing temporarily absent-minded.
This girl seems to be particularly sensitive to those arty and elegant words, which is the "chrysanthemum residue" that Yang Tian casually said last time. Although the girl doesn't understand, Yang Tian still feels a hint of admiration from her.
Therefore, in order to let Long Qingbing get out of his grief, Yang Tian had an idea and started showing off again.
"There is a connection between the two minds." Long Qingbing stared at Yang Tian's eyes and murmured. Suddenly his eyes lit up: "Husband, I can feel your soul. Do we have a connection between the two minds?"
"Yes." Yang Tian said softly: "This set of demi-god-level ice crystal dragon king sets and the blue starry sky seem to be a whole, so when you and I become their masters, there is an invisible connection. So
...Xiao Qingbing, my husband can clearly feel that you are very heartbroken."
Long Qingbing's thin and delicate body suddenly trembled, and her bright red lips seemed to tremble a little. At this moment, more intense heartache spread into Yang Tian's heart. It seemed that Yang Tian's casual words touched Long Qing
ice.
She trembled and whispered: "Husband, hug me, hug me tightly!"
…
What kind of emotion is that?
Loneliness, hesitation, and helplessness.
Yang Tian held Long Qingbing's hand, and with a little force, he gently lifted Long Qingbing, placed her whole body on his lap, and held Long Qingbing tightly in his arms.
Long Qingbing put her arms around Yang Tian's thick waist and lay on Yang Tian's shoulders.
Yang Tian could clearly feel the fullness of Long Qingbing's chest. Through the thin layer of magic robe, his big hands could also feel Long Qingbing's smooth skin. Her slightly thin back was still moving slightly.
Trembling, accompanied by waves of faint body fragrance, it kept getting into Yang Tian's nose.
In this warm and charming situation, Yang Tian, who should have been thinking about Ruo Feifei, had no wrong thoughts at this time. He just wanted to give Long Qingbing a solid shoulder for her to rely on. That's all!
Long Qingbing's hands hugged Yang Tian tightly, as if he was afraid that he would lose him accidentally. He looked so helpless and hesitant.
After a few minutes, Yang Tiancai gently grabbed Long Qingbing's shoulders, turned her body towards him, stared into her eyes, and said softly: "Xiao Qingbing, tell your husband what happened.
Things, okay? Maybe my husband can help you!"
Can Long Qingbing tell Yang Tian that she is not a human being and that her father is also not a human being?
She can't.
Unless Yang Tian truly falls in love with her.
Fall in love unforgettably, beyond boundaries, beyond race. Although she can feel Yang Tian's concern for her at this time, it is not love. Even if she does not understand what love is, the "God's Spirit" in her body
"Curse" understands.
The moment it was lifted was the moment Yang Tian truly fell in love with her...
"Husband, I'm sorry. One day, I will tell you. Okay?" Long Qingbing's voice was still cold, and her expression was still emotionless.
But Yang Tian had already seen through that fragile body, not to mention that there was now a strange connection between the two.
"Okay." Yang Tian said softly and hugged Long Qingbing tightly in his arms again.
The moment the two people's bodies came into contact again, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in Yang Tian's mind. Familiar, familiar smell, familiar body, familiar temperature, and a hint of familiarity that couldn't be explained...
This moment, this moment, is as vivid as if I have experienced it myself...
Is this also the past and present life? Yang Tian wondered in his heart.
Long Qingbing's convex and concave body hugged him, and they fit together without any gaps, as if the two of them were a whole. This feeling confused Yang Tian, and at the same time, he was also very intoxicated...
As time passed by, the two of them hugged each other quietly, and the sadness seemed to fade away quietly...
Yang Tian didn't know that a thin energy, so thin that Yang Tian's super perception could not feel it, was quietly moving and circulating between the two bodies...
The sun slowly set in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them. Yang Tian quietly felt the warmth that seemed to have lasted for a long time. At this moment, his eyes once again brought a touch of sadness... ecstasy!
He finally understood the indescribable familiarity.
"Long Qingbing. Long Ziyan." Yang Tian said the two names lightly.