Chapter 392: Attacking the Old Virgin Seven Hundred Years Ago

Jingjing's eyes were shining brightly, "Then when did you start to like me?"

"I do not know either."

In Xuanmen, he is a serious elder brother, except for the junior sister who always asks him for something, will come to him, and will run away angrily when she sees that the pleading is not enough, no juniors and sisters are willing to approach him, and Xuanmen Qing is too young, and because of this, he seldom talks with people, and he just practiced hard to pass the time every day. The communication with the scenery was an accident. It is undeniable that this made him find love in boring days. Had some fun.

Gradually, he took out the Cold Abyss Sword more and more times. He liked the relaxed feeling when talking to her. Even though he rarely spoke, because of her lively temperament, he would never stand in the cold.

Fang Yue thought that he regarded this girl named Fengguang as a friend, until she appeared in front of him inexplicably when he was injured in the Zhenyao Tower...

Because of the serious injury, he couldn't see her appearance clearly. Later, he heard them mentioning this mysterious woman in the conversation of his juniors. When they commented on the scenery, they always started with only one sentence: she is really beautiful.

It was at this time that Fang Yue realized that something was wrong with him, because he felt a trace of secret jealousy.

Jealous of them seeing her appearance clearly, jealous of their ability to comment on her unscrupulously, and he, the most respected senior brother of Taoism, is a model for all the disciples of Taoism, he will never be so generous to express his love for a The girl has a good impression.

Even when Xuanqing handed him the sword spike, and when he held the sword spike in his palm, he became even more jealous, even though he still had a calm and gentle expression on his face.

He who had never been tempted before suddenly realized dully that he fell in love with this girl.

But then, he felt hopeless.

They are people from two worlds.

Seeing that he was suddenly silent, Feng Feng stretched out his hand to cover his face, stroked the corners of his beautiful eyes with his thumb, and murmured, "Fang Yue, what's wrong with you?"

"Scenery..." He grabbed her hand on his face, caressed her smooth and white catkins carefully, his indifferent eyes dimmed, "I'm afraid, if you disappear in the sky like last time, The world is over, what should I do?"

After a while, she couldn't answer this question. This time travel was different from the one given to her by Mr. System, and she couldn't control it freely. Maybe tomorrow, that is, a quarter of an hour later, she would return to her own world.

This question is indeed too heavy.

Fang Yue didn't like her distressed look, he grabbed her hand, put it on his lips, and gently pressed a kiss on the back of her hand, "It's okay, even if the scenery returns, I will work hard to cultivate, I will find a way to find you in your world, then, the scenery will wait for me, okay?"

"Okay..." Feng Guang avoided his wound, hugged his waist, buried her head on his shoulder, and took a deep breath.

The easiest things to say are often the hardest to do.

For example, she is constantly calling Mr. System, but there is no response in her mind.

Fang Yue liked her being so close to him, and his heavy heart just now couldn't help but feel better. The tip of his nose was lingering with her body fragrance, which made him feel satisfied, "Scenery, I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry to me?" Her voice was soft, as if she was about to fall asleep, and yes, she had fought that old man with all her strength today, and she was indeed extremely tired when she lay down now.