The Ultimate Sword Master

The Lord of Huangquan Palace remained silent, turned around slowly, and was suddenly startled when he saw Shang Qingshu with tears in her eyes.

Memories flew.

He instantly returned to tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, he was a young hero, full of vigor and spirit. When he first entered Huangquan Palace, he defeated the ghost clan and also comprehended the two great magical powers of Huangquan Yin and Huangquan Zhen.

Soon.

He attracted the attention of Jin Chuan, the previous Lord of Huangquan Palace, who focused on training him, cared for him, and designated him as the next Lord of Huangquan Palace.

One day.

Jin Chuan suddenly found him, and there was a girl about five or six years old with him, saying that he had something important to do and asked him to take care of her for a while.

That time.

It was the first time he met her.

To this day, he still clearly remembers the appearance of the other party when they first met.

The ignorant, clear and restrained eyes.

And... two strings of snot bubbles hanging under the nose.

"My name is Yan Changge."

"My name is Slug... Oh no, it's Shang Qingshu."

This was the first conversation between the two.

For several years afterwards.

The two spent every day together, one loved this little sister from the bottom of her heart, and the other became more and more attached to this handsome big brother.

"Brother Yan, I'm hungry."

"Brother Yan, I'm thirsty."

"Brother Yan, I'm tired, can you carry me?"

These were the three most common sentences that Shang Qingshu said to him when he was young.

Time passed, and several years passed.

The little slug of the past has grown into a graceful girl, and the high-spirited boy of the past has become taller and more handsome.

During this period.

He met several ferrymen, who were like-minded and became confidants, and agreed to destroy the ghost clan together and completely establish the victory.

Later.

He was the only one left.

Gradually, the smile on his face became less and less, his brows frowned deeper and deeper, and the pressure on his body became greater and greater.

He realized one thing.

He could not change anything by killing as many ghosts as he could, and he could not revive his former friend.

Shang Qingshu would still pester him.

But the content of her words had changed.

"Brother Yan, smile!"

"Brother Yan, how come you have become an old man like Master?"

"Brother Yan, when I become powerful, I will beat all the ghosts to death for you!"

"..."

Time passed slowly.

More than ten years had passed.

The girl of the past had grown into a beautiful woman with extraordinary grace, and her feelings for him had also quietly changed.

"Brother Yan, I like you."

"Brother Yan, do you like me?"

"Brother Yan, I want to... marry you."

"..."

Shang Qingshu had a fiery temper, dared to love and hate, and would say it out loud if she liked him, but it caused him a lot of trouble.

He began to avoid her.

Not because of resistance.

It was just because when he saw her again, it was difficult for him to treat her as a pure little sister.

One chase.

One hides.

The two of them played hide-and-seek for a thousand years, and he never gave her a clear answer, let alone said that sentence.

"Changge."

That day, before Jin Chuan carried out the mission, he found him again and told him: "If I don't come back, Huangquan Palace will be handed over to you."

This kind of words.

He had heard it many times. Jin Chuan would tell him this before he set out every time.

And that time.

It was the last time he heard it.

Jin Chuan entered the ghost realm, but was trapped in it and never came back.

She cried like a tearful person.

He carefully protected, accompanied, and comforted her.

One year later.

Huangquan Palace was leaderless, and he chose to leave.

The day of parting.

She hugged him and confided in him again, "Brother Yan, I only have you now, will you marry me..."

He struggled for a long time in his heart, but still did not answer, and left cruelly, leaving her crying heartbroken.

He still remembered the words that the other party shouted heartbreakingly when he left.

"Yan Changge!"

"I know you like me!"

"I will wait for you! Wait for you to come to me again! Wait for you to say those words to me in person! Wait for you... to marry me!"

And that time.

It was also the last time she called him Brother Yan.

Since then.

The Huangquan Palace has a ninth Huangquan Palace Master who works hard and bears endless responsibilities.

And the Piaomiao Realm of Hengrong Domain has a sister who likes to drink and beat people.

During this period.

The two did not meet much.

And every time they met, they only talked about business, not personal matters, as if they were deliberately avoiding each other.

And today...

The Huangquan Palace Master understood that he could not avoid it.

This time.

He might really not be able to come back. If he didn't say it, he would really have no chance.

The sadness and pressure in his eyes gradually melted away, and were gradually replaced by a ray of deep affection.

Is he deaf?

Feng Xi looked at the still motionless Huangquan Palace Master, with murderous intent in her eyes.

Or...

set a fire to wake him up?

"Woo woo woo!"

Qiuqiu was even more dissatisfied.

I've been standing there for a long time, like a piece of wood, and I'm hungry!

Suddenly.

The master of Huangquan Palace trembled, straightened his hunched waist, took a big step, came to Shang Qingshu, and hugged her in his arms!

Hold her very tightly!

The emotions that he had suppressed in the deepest part of his heart completely exploded, like a raging fire that seemed to completely melt the woman in front of him!

"I like you!"

Eyes slightly lowered, he stared at the pretty, thoughtful face in front of him, and said seriously: "I always like it! I like it very much! I like it very much!!"

The other party changes too quickly.

Shang Qingshu didn't react for a while. She stared blankly at those melancholy eyes with an expression on her face, her pretty face slightly red and a little silly.

"You...you say it again?"

this moment.

The one-punching sister who liked to hit people when they disagreed with her and had a strong punching style disappeared, and was replaced by the little girl who used to have two strings of snot bubbles and followed the young man like a follower.

"Qing'er!"

Master Huangquan took a deep breath, "I will marry you! I will definitely!"

Shang Qingshu's body trembled slightly.

With her hands clasped together, it was no longer possible for her to suppress the attachment in her heart, and she hugged him tightly!

"do you know?"

Zhen buried her head in front of him and murmured: "I have been waiting for these words from you for how many years..."

"I'm sorry."

The master of Huangquan Palace sighed softly.

"Thirty thousand...one thousand six hundred and fifty-seven years."

Shang Qingshu raised her head, stared at him dreamily, and said word by word: "Nine months...and twenty-seven days."

Say each number.

The expression of the master of Huangquan Palace became softer.

Until the end.

It completely turned into endless guilt and tenderness.

"It was my fault……"

Sighed again.

He suddenly felt his heart relaxed, the suffocation in his chest was emptied, and his body became upright.

at the same time.

The breath on his body also suddenly trembled violently!

boom!

Boom!

The tyrannical Qi scattered, causing the sky to shake and strange phenomena to appear frequently. The originally blue sky now had a faint aura!

Mysterious, hard to understand.

There is a faint hint of returning to the original.

The breath of origin!

Master of Huangquan Hall, enter the source!