lcionline Chapter 342 Learned to Cry
Chapter 342 Learned to Cry
Tang Yixian saw that he couldn't persuade her for a while, his clear eyes moved slightly, and he asked the question he wanted to ask just now,
"Where's Xiaoxiao?"
If, as he speculated, Xiaoxiao used a magic circle to help him come back, then why didn't he see anyone?
He always felt uneasy.
"Xiaoxiao should be in the mansion. Apart from the time when he erected the stele, I rarely see him." Sheng Qingye said this, his face looking melancholy for a moment.
Those were days that were too painful to recall. When the three of them saw each other, it was as bitter as seeing bitter herbs.
They never saw each other smile again.
"Master, you can come back because of Xiaoxiao, right?" Sheng Qingye said seriously. He also guessed it.
With such an injury, as a cultivator, he wanted to recover with such a fresh body, or even in a better condition than before.
Only soul cultivators can do this.
Tang Yixian pursed his lips, which were even more delicate than before, and thought:
"Tomorrow morning, we'll go to the Jin Mansion to find Xiaoxiao, and we'll probably know."
Tang Yixin didn’t know what kind of magic circle Jin Xiaoxiao used. Is it dangerous to set up this magic circle?
He remembered the time before when Jin Xiaoxiao's spiritual roots were almost shattered.
Also, is it true that he is reborn once every hundred years?
These have not been confirmed yet, and he has not talked about this with Sheng Qingye.
"Go back to sleep. I promise I won't leave, okay?"
Tang Yixien looked a few years younger, and his eyes, unlike before, were now more clear and lively, making people fall in love with him at first sight.
In addition, his tone was also a little soft.
No one can say no to a Tang Yixin like this. Even if he wants the stars in the sky, Sheng Qingye can pick them down.
"it is good."
Sure enough, Sheng Qingye agreed immediately.
Master said so, and Sheng Qingye believed it.
He stood up to leave and suddenly asked:
"Why did you want to..."
He wanted to ask Tang Yixien why he wanted to commit suicide. Was it just because he was forced to get married?
How many times has Master been forced to get married?
But suddenly I felt that it was not the right time and it was so late.
Sheng Qingye was more cautious towards his master than before.
"What?" Tang Yixien asked, raising his eyes slightly.
"It's nothing. Master, go to bed early. If Xuan Yuran regains his human form, kick him out." Sheng Qingye said angrily.
Although he was jealous to the point of madness, there was nothing he could do.
Who can make Xuan Yuran turn into a chicken?
He looked at Tang Yixien deeply again, and then reluctantly left the inner room.
Sheng Qingye left the yard and walked towards his own villa alone. After a few steps, he walked back and looked towards his master's villa, watching the dim and warm light coming from the house.
I hoped countless times that the light would come back on, and finally it did.
Sheng Qingye just felt extremely satisfied.
The corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up into a smile.
He then started jogging, the wind blowing Sheng Qingye's ink-black hair and handsome face. The young man jumped up in joy for a moment, looking free and unrestrained.
The last time he was so happy was when he got his master.
Back in the room, Sheng Qingye lay down on the bed with a bang and closed his eyes. His master was back.
He found that he couldn't fall asleep at all, so he sat up again.
This isn’t a dream, is it?
He didn't dare to sleep, for he was afraid that these were all illusions and dreams.
It was all a dream.
Sheng Qingye sat in front of the window, looking at Tang Yixin's villa opposite, and looking at the candlelight that was always lit.
Half an hour later.
Sheng Qingye fell asleep on the table with the corners of his lips slightly curled up.
He hadn't had such a good sleep in a long time.
The inner room was filled with the familiar scent of sandalwood, quiet and elegant.
Tang Yixien lit a few more candles, making the room brightly lit.
He watched the fur around the ball's little eyes gradually become moist.
Xuan Yuran had been in this state for a long time. When he turned back to his original form, tears began to flow uncontrollably.
If he was not a real phoenix, he would have cried his eyes out long ago.
Tang Yixien felt a sour and uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
The little phoenix occasionally twitched slightly, as if it was still sobbing.
Tang Yixien felt guilty and distressed.
It was not until the second half of the night that the little phoenix stopped crying and fell into a peaceful sleep.
Tang Yixian gradually felt sleepy. Since the little furry ball didn't take up much space, he lay down on the edge of the bed, half-closing his eyes and taking a light nap.
After a long time, Xuan Yuran gradually regained consciousness and immediately remembered that he had seen his master before he fell into a coma.
He was a little dazed, but a trace of rationality told him that it was true, the master had returned.
He opened his eyes nervously, and saw his master's beautiful sleeping face right before him.
His eyes were stunned.
My heart was beating like a drum, and waves of warm excitement spread throughout my body, making my breathing unstable.
The cute furry ball was trembling with excitement.
His master's shadow was reflected in his eyes, and he just stared at him blankly, not knowing how long it had been.
He is undoubtedly the real Master.
Xuan Yuran jumped up excitedly, and threw himself into Tang Yixin's arms like a little phoenix, crashing into the soft and sweet embrace, his little nose filled with the unique fragrance of his master.
It was his master who returned.
The little phoenix rolled around in Tang Yixin's arms like a ball, ecstatic, with its little tail wagging behind it.
After all this trouble, Tang Yixin naturally woke up and hugged the red furry ball.
The little thing was like it was on vibrator, shaking excitedly in his hands, and the three feathers on its head trembled along with it.
Tang Yixien's heart melted and warmed instantly.
"Xiao Xuanwu, are you awake?"
When Xuan Yuran heard this, tears immediately popped out of the corners of his eyes and he couldn't help crying again.
It was just a cry of joy.
He finally heard his master calling him Xiao Xuanwu again.
Xuan Yuran didn’t know how many times he had dreamed of the gentle words of the little Xuanwu.
I thought countless times that I would never hear it again in this life.
The cute phoenix, like a furry ball, was sitting on the bed crying pitifully, whimpering and wiping its tears with its little wings.
Tang Yixian was a little bit at a loss. He brought the little phoenix over, put it in his arms, and gently stroked the little phoenix's head to comfort it.
"Okay, stop crying, the master is back."
Tang Yixuan never knew that Xuan Yuran was so fond of crying. He seemed to have rarely seen him cry before.
"Yeah." Xuan Yuran nodded his furry little head and immediately stopped crying.
In these ten years, he seemed to have cried out all the tears he would cry for the next few thousand years.
Xuan Yuran suddenly wanted to change back, hug his master, and then...
Do what he wants to do, but he still hasn't learned anything in these ten years.
I just learned to cry.
The ripples of emotion in the innocent little phoenix's eyes were also very obvious.
Now they were on the bed again.
Tang Yixien remembered Xuan Yuran’s previous forced marriage, and he seemed to guess what Xuan Yuran was thinking.
"Xuan Yuran, if you dare to change back, I will wrap you in a blanket and throw you out."
Tang Yixien warned Mao Tuanzi, who was already shy at the moment.