Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"Just like that, An Ming disappeared before my eyes..."

"Woo woo (sniffling) Then what? Then what?"

"Then I rode Sam and wandered around the universe, inheriting An Ming's blessing to live, until today when I met him again."

"Master, woo... you are so great!"

Qingque's eyes were red, and she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue.

It must be said that Liuying is a very good narrator. Her gentle voice pulled Qingque back to the former Grammer Empire, allowing her to witness the rise and fall of the empire, as well as her everlasting love with An Ming.

Liuying smiled and held An Ming's hand, with a faint recollection in her eyes. The past passed by like a slide show... Yes, how could she forget it.

I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

The story Qingque heard was just the happiest moment in her life, and those moments made up a midsummer night's dream.

An Ming, who was standing by, secretly reached out to Liu Ying and gave her a thumbs up. He didn't expect Ying Bao to have this trick. As expected, sincerity is the real killer move.

Liu Ying didn't lie, and she understood Qing Que's hostility towards her, but she also had reasons not to give in.

Qing Que even had fun talking about the sweet daily life of Liu Ying and An Ming in the middle of the story, and pulled Liu Ying's arm to ask her to tell another sweet story from Amber Chronicle.

It felt like she was secretly reading a novel on her phone while slacking off in Taibu Si, but now she didn't have to worry about being caught by Master Fu Xuan who suddenly attacked from behind.

When she heard An Ming say the classic saying "If I can come back, will you be my wife?", Qing Que had already noticed something.

"Wait, you won't stab me, will you?"

Qing Que felt indifferent after she finished speaking. Anyway, the he was already on her face, and it was okay even if it was be in the past.

It's like knowing the ending of a novel in advance, and she can't be stabbed at all!

Five minutes later.

When Qingque heard that An Ming burned himself and turned into a light spot and dissipated, she couldn't help but shed her little pearls, and her tears fell on the snow.

If Master Fu Xuan is the fate between the immortal species and the short-lived species, then Liuying is the beautiful dream before burning out like a firefly.

Qingque's eyes no longer had the previous sharpness when she looked at Liuying, but turned into sympathy. If it were her, she would definitely not be able to endure the pain and loneliness for so long.

Wait... Isn't this the first time that the master has played a dead body? Qingque frowned and captured the key information from it.

You know, Gramer Iron Cavalry is an ultimate antique that only exists in history, which means that An Ming had died once in the past a long time ago, so how did he meet Master Fu Xuan in the Yuque Immortal Boat?

Qingque's shining eyes carefully looked at An Ming, and thought to himself that his master might not be a reincarnated star god or something like that?

"Master, I was wrong before," Qingque honestly apologized to An Ming. She couldn't let go easily if it was her turn. Moreover, judging from the time, it was indeed Liuying who came first. In every sense, Master Fu Xuan was wrong.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, it was true. Fu Xuan was the real challenger.

After learning about Liuying's story, Qingque tried to compare it with Fu Xuan's story, but in the end she couldn't come to a conclusion about which one was more vicious.

Anyway, she had no reason to continue to enforce justice on behalf of the heaven, and Master was not the ultimate scumbag in the universe that she had initially imagined.

Qingque breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. In her heart, she always believed that An Ming was not the kind of person who abandoned her after having an affair. The hero who once protected Yuque would never abandon Master Fu Xuan for no reason.

Master Fu Xuan, what should we do now?

Are we going to make a decision that goes against our ancestors again?

There is just a little bit, first of all, it is really just a little bit, Qingque thinks Liuying is more miserable than Master Fu Xuan.

Qingque was too embarrassed to look directly into Liuying's eyes. What a pure and flawless pair of eyes. How could she bear to say that it was Liuying's fault for such an infatuated girl who was so ignorant of love!

Faced with Liuying's character, Qingque could not say such sharp words that hurt her. Now she completely understood An Ming's difficulties.

Master is really difficult.

Fortunately, it is not her Shura Field, and she does not have to witness the upcoming horrific war.

"Disciple, I hope you can understand the master," An Ming had the urge to burst into tears. Through Yingbao's storytelling, he successfully pulled Qingque into his own camp. This was equivalent to placing a reliable sentinel point on Xuan'er's side, so that he would not be worried all day long waiting for the Damocles's Poor Observation Formation to fall from his head.

"Master, you have to think of a win-win solution, right?" Qingque shrugged to show that he could not help, and reported Fu Xuan's movements for An Ming.That was the limit of what she could do.

An Ming also knew that delaying was not a good idea, otherwise he would not have gone to Liu Ying to have a confession. He had to find a time to have a good talk with Fu Xuan.

The confession with Fu Xuan should be simpler than Ying Bao's. After all, they were a real old couple, and there would definitely be no accidents.

An Ming was still very confident about this. He and Fu Xuan had always had a harmonious relationship. After they met, he could tell her what had happened during this period without any trouble.

Although he always said that he was hit by the Qiongguan formation, that was just an exaggeration. An Ming knew that Fu Xuan was a very gentle person.

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"Mr. Fu, is the frequency of damage to the tables and chairs in the Taibu Division too high recently?"

"General, you worry too much."

Fu Xuan calmly placed the Bagua table that had just been split in half outside the house, his eyes flickered with light, covering the few remaining bloodshot eyes.

Jing Yuan's eyes, which were blocked by his hair, flashed a hint of deep meaning, but he did not continue to ask, and instead mentioned something else.

"Mr. Fu, what do you think of the newly emerged Medicine King Secret?"

"In my opinion, they are just some wealthy people with the title of Medicine King Secret, and are far inferior to the real Medicine King Secret."

Fu Xuan responded calmly, with the Lifeless Sword still hanging around his waist, and the red rope was as deep as blood.

"But every time the Cloud Riders went to a predetermined location to round up, even if the net was set up, the Medicine King Secret could escape like a prophet."

Jing Yuan still had that lazy smile, but his eyes were looking directly at Fu Xuan.

"I came here this time to ask Fu Qing for help to encircle and wipe out all the remnants of the Medicine King Secret Sect."

"I know about this, General, don't worry about it," Fu Xuan responded calmly, "What the Dharma Eye sees will come true, and the Medicine King Secret Sect is nothing to be afraid of."

The maple leaf fell between the two of them, floating into the shadow at Fu Xuan's feet.

Jing Yuan looked at Fu Xuan deeply, turned around and walked into the sunlight.