Chapter 435 Comfort Me

Mo Xin had already sent someone to prepare a place for him to live. It was an exquisite and livable courtyard, not far from Mo Xin's own courtyard, so it was convenient for travel.

Ning Wuxie also told Mo Xin that there was a small world inside his body, and some people lived in it, and might come out from time to time.

Mo Xin was very surprised, but he also promised that no outsiders would know about their existence.

Ning Wuxie didn't say much about the rest.

After dinner, the two of them, led by the maid, walked towards the courtyard where they lived.

Lanyuan is close to the sea, and the snow is very wet and sticky. It sticks to the soles of shoes and takes a long time to fall off.

The maid took the two of them and then left. Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at this exquisite courtyard. There were three large characters engraved on the arch: Yunmo Courtyard.

It should be said that Mo Xin is a royal family after all, and the conditions and treatment are still top-notch.

In the future, there is no need to go back to Tianyuanzhou specifically for work. Just stay here, and don't worry about others hearing.

Ning Wuxie turned his head to look at Xuan'er, and found that there was no one around him. He looked up and saw a snowball coming towards his head.

With a puff, Ning Wuxie's face was covered with snow.

"Hahaha!" A clear and crisp laugh like a silver bell came, and Xuan'er, who was standing not far away, laughed so hard that she couldn't bend over.

"You!" Ning Wuxie patted the snow off his face, squatted down and dug out a snowball on the ground. Seeing this, Xuan'er immediately made her own weapon.

The two of them had a snowball fight in the yard, and the snowballs flew around, like two children who had never seen snow.

Xuan'er was slow, and seeing that she couldn't throw it as fast as Ning Wuxie, she directly made a sword gesture with two fingers, and the falling snow in the yard instantly gathered towards her.

"You are cheating!" Ning Wuxie shouted.

But it was too late. All the snow in the yard gathered into a huge snowball, which was taller than Xuan'er and hit Ning Wuxie directly.

"Meteor!" Xuan'er shouted excitedly.

With a bang, snowflakes fluttered, and Ning Wuxie disappeared, leaving only a large snowball that was smashed on the ground.

Xuan'er held her knees with both hands, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

After laughing for a while, there was no movement in the snowball. She stood up, "Brother?"

"Brother, come out quickly." Xuan'er approached and dug the snow with her hands, "I was wrong, it's cold inside..."

Suddenly a dark shadow pounced on her from behind. She turned back suddenly and saw Ning Wuxie's excited eyes.

The two of them crashed into the snowball together, both covered with snow, fighting in the soft snow pile for a long time, laughing and screaming from time to time, and both of them had fun, as if the carefreeness missing in childhood was made up at this moment.

Until Ning Wuxie suddenly hugged Xuan'er into his arms, hugged her tightly, and even his legs were wrapped around Xuan'er, and his head was buried in her chest.

"Brother?" Xuan'er was stunned, looking at the abnormal Ning Wuxie in astonishment.

Ning Wuxie didn't say anything, just breathing heavily, with mist constantly floating out of his mouth.

"Is it cold?" Xuan'er asked softly.

Her brother looked a little abnormal. If he was emotional, he could just hold her in his arms and go into the house. Why did he suddenly hold her so tightly?

"Xuan'er." Ning Wuxie whispered.

"Hmm?"

"Xuan'er." Ning Wuxie called again, holding Xuan'er more forcefully.

Xuan'er felt a little pain and frowned, but she didn't say anything after all, and continued to respond softly: "What's wrong, brother."

She realized that Ning Wuxie's mood was a little wrong.

Ning Wuxie stopped talking, and after a long time, he whispered: "I'm really afraid of losing you."

Xuan'er was stunned, opened her mouth, and was actually a little choked.

But now is the moment when her brother is depressed, she has to be strong and comfort him.

Although her eyes were red when she heard this.

She coughed lightly and tried to make her voice sound normal: "No, I will always be yours... My body and mind are all with you, right? No one can take them away."

Ning Wuxie didn't say anything, just hugged her.

"Brother."

"Hmm?"

"Call me."

"Xuan'er."

"Hmm."

"Xuan'er."

"I'm here."

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er..."

"Brother..."

...

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er... My Xuan'er... Ah..."

"Brother... Um... I love you, I love you so much... Um... Ah... Kiss me..."

...

Night.

In the main room of Yunmo Courtyard, the sudden rain just stopped.

Ning Wuxie leaned against the head of the bed, Xuan'er collapsed on him, her body rising and falling slightly because of her breathing. Ning Wuxie looked ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

The practice life in Lanyuan was about to begin.

Now, Ning Wuxie had a goal in front of him: to break through to the Immortal Saint realm as soon as possible.

As long as he reached the Immortal Saint realm, he would go to Xuelong Ridge and face Ye Qingxuan directly.

Everyone else in Tianyuanzhou is also stepping up their training, hoping to improve their combat power as much as possible before the decisive battle.

Wuyuan Zhenren has already reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and his talent is not inferior to Ye Qingxuan, but because of these years of running around, he has not been able to settle down to practice, and now he has just reached the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Youyoushan is at the threshold of breaking through the Heavenly Immortal Realm from the Earthly Immortal, and Yan Xiao is still recovering his old cultivation.

Xiao Qiuxian is a think tank, and he is not good at fighting. His cultivation is only Mahayana now.

What Ning Wuxie is most looking forward to is Baizhou.

It only needs less than three corpses of divine beasts to evolve into a divine dragon!

In fact, Ning Wuxie also hopes to take the opportunity to achieve this goal when he came to Lanyuan this time.

Although the corpses of the mythical beasts are the product of the ancient times, Lanyuan was not established at that time. But Lanyuan is vast and sparsely populated after all, and the probability of the existence of undiscovered corpses of mythical beasts is much greater than other places.

It is not known whether Ning Wuxie arrived at the Immortal Saint Realm first, or Bai Zhou transformed into a mythical beast first.

However, 60% of the vast land of Lanyuan is uninhabited, so it is quite difficult to find the corpses of mythical beasts.

Maybe Bai Zhou needs to be released?

But Chen'er can't leave her.

Lying on the bed, Ning Wuxie was entangled. Does he still need to go out and travel with this group of people?

Absolutely not. He didn't practice well this year. He can't waste time anymore.

Another reason is that he wants to accompany Xuan'er well.

Xuan'er once said that her dream is to find a safe place to live in seclusion with Ning Wuxie and Chen'er.

A few years of comfortable life without hiding.

Now is the last chance.

It is so difficult to go from a celestial being to a celestial saint. After the celestial saint comes the celestial emperor. The celestial emperor can be called the great emperor and can break through the void and go to the outer domain.

This will not only be a relatively long period of time, but also the last peace before the storm.

Ning Wuxie tried not to think about things like the coming of the heaven in thirty years, but just focused on the present.

Focused on Chen'er who was growing up day by day, and his beloved Xuan'er.

But it was impossible not to think about it at all.

For example, just now, when he saw Xuan'er's face covered by the mist of the hot soup, he suddenly felt heartbroken, and felt that his beloved woman was also behind the mist, close to him.

It seemed a bit hypocritical, Ning Wuxie chuckled silently.

Looking down at the beauty lying on him, he covered her with his big hands and rubbed them at will.

She was so real, so warm, and right beside him.

But he was still unsatisfied, and would never be satisfied.

If it could be like this forever, it would be great... forever and ever. Ning Wuxie grabbed Xuan'er's hand and put it on his face. Xuan'er had already entered a state of unconsciousness and let him do whatever he wanted, but when he touched Ning Wuxie's cheek, he still subconsciously stroked it.

Comfort me, Xuan'er.

Because of you, I have become so fragile.