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Chapter 978 Final Chapter: Fairy Heroes Conference

Chapter 978 Final Chapter: Xianxia Convention

Author: Feifei my heart

Chapter 978 Final Chapter: Xianxia Convention

Deep in the peach blossom forest, a girl was copying books with a light on her back. The rice paper was spread on the floor, and the pen and ink were not dry.

She bit her pen holder, her cheeks puffed up in distress. She was dressed in sky-blue clothes like clear divine water, with long hair reaching her waist, and beautiful eyebrows.

Qi'an asked him, what is that lamp?

Rong Yu glanced at her lightly and asked her what she saw?

What can Qi An say?

Are you saying that you saw him being violated?

"There are broken tails, it's so scary!" Qi'an held her chin up and said in an exaggerated tone, "Nine of them in total!"

Qingqiu Fox may not grow nine tails even if he practices throughout his life. Cutting off his tail is like cutting off his life. Only outsiders can understand the pain and heart-piercing pain.

The young master hit her on the head with a book, tilted his face slightly, and said in cold and smooth lines: "Copy your book."

Qi An snorted softly, then suddenly said after a while: "Can I call you master from now on?"

She felt friendly.

To her, Rong Yu was a life-saving grace and a gift of respect.

Calling Master is the right thing to do.

The other party seemed to be stunned by her words and did not answer for a long time. Those extremely empty eyes reflected her shadow, adding a hint of tenderness and coldness.

Half a moment.

He said yes.

"Master!" Qi'an's eyebrows were arched, she was heartless and carefree, and it felt fresh. She repeated it several times, crisply, and surrounded the young man, "Master, Master, Rong Yu..."

When Rong Yu heard her call, he felt like he was back to the past again.

A past that can never be returned to.

That scene is so familiar, it is a scene from the past, reappearing again, is it repeating the same mistakes?

Accidentally, she tripped over the corner of the table, and the girl stumbled and fell into the god's arms.

The breath is cold and the light fragrance lingers.

Qi'an was stunned, looking at him so close, her heart beat faster and became dull.

He always scolded her, but this time, as their eyes met, his nose cast a cold light, and he said calmly: "It's better to be more lively."

That peach blossom forest carried too many memories and spent a long and peaceful time.

He was the first person she met in her life where her memory was blank.

"Where is Qingqiu? Why didn't anyone tell me? I heard that Hongyue, the disciple of Lord Lianhua, is Qingqiu Fox. I want to go to Qingqiu to see it."

"Wait until you recover."

The little girl was a little frustrated. She touched the round back of her head and sat on a tree trunk in the forest behind her. Her white clothes were like a sea of ​​clouds and flowers, and her skirt was light and fluttering in the wind.

She jumped down from the tree, and occasionally she would quietly go down the mountain. She only dared to walk nearby and never went far.

She was too bored in the mountains. Sometimes when she came back, she didn't know whether the master didn't notice or just silently acquiesced.

It doesn't matter if it's not far away, he will find her.

Qi'an would sometimes go to Hong Yue and meet Hong Yue's master, Lian Hua Shenjun.

She didn't know how this person became a god, it was really hard to explain.

He is addicted to alcohol.

If Rong Yu is a man of strict rules and discipline, then he is probably a man of indulgence and indulgence. He is so romantic that there is really no trace of spirituality in him. He is both righteous and evil, but looks like a demon.

It was very lively at the foot of the mountain today. Qi'an didn't know why. After asking around, he found out that it was originally a fairy sword competition, where the disciples of the gods competed with each other. The elders would be present. If any disciple performed outstandingly, he might be recognized by someone with high authority.

The elder took a fancy to it.

I wonder if Rong Yu will go? Forget it, he is happy.

Thinking of the eternal silence on Jiuchong Mountain, even the gods in the Fairy Sword Competition subconsciously avoided Jiuchong Mountain.

She sighed endlessly.

How could anyone live so lonely?

If this is the price of becoming a god, then it’s okay not to.

Qi'an can't stand three thousand rules!

When Lian Hua Shenjun saw her, he held up his chin and laughed suddenly. He lazily leaned on the white jade railing and said, "Little Nine Tails is here again."

"Don't call me that." Qi'an was very confused. She had never shown her nine tails in front of him. How did he see it?

"Okay, little nine-tailed fox." Lian Hua held the wine bottle, his peach blossom eyes flaunted wantonly, and his nose was straight, reflecting the glitzy white jade palace behind him, "Nine-tailed foxes are rare in the world. Just looking at you, you are not very smart.

"

"Looking at the way you look at foxes, I guess you do too." Qi'an replied politely and sincerely.

"Sharp and sharp-tongued." Lian Hua said thoughtfully, "How dare you talk to Rong Yu like that?"

Qi An remained silent.

"If you want to watch the game, let Hongyue take you there." He tempted her, "It's just a one-time event, just for fun, Rong Yu won't say anything."

Hong Yue came over with her sword in hand. When she saw Lian Hua and Qi An, her face changed slightly and she called out in a low voice: "Master."

Qi'an discovered that both of them like to wear red. Do they deserve to be master and disciple?

One is romantic and the other is proud and bright, they are quite a match.

It's a pity that master-disciple love must be punished by God. No one should be stupid enough to do this.

Lian Hua nodded, the smile slipped from the corner of her mouth, her peach blossom eyes swept over Hong Yue with a hint of drunkenness, and stopped on the sword in her hand, quite self-deprecating and teasing: "You are so hardworking, you make me feel guilty for being a good teacher.

"

Hongyue pursed her lips and said, "Today's sword competition, I will win first place for you."

"How long have you been with me? I don't care about this." Lian Hua showed no interest. He waved his hand and turned to leave. Before leaving, he greeted Qi An with a smile and asked her to play with him next time, and then said to Hong Yue.

"By the way, take her to watch the game and hide her well so that the nine-tailed fox can't show up and don't cause trouble."

Qi'an hurriedly proved her innocence. She was dressed neatly in white, with a fairy spirit floating in the air. Two soft and fluffy fox ears emerged from her black hair. She shook the tips of her ears and said in a soft and serious voice: "I will not cause trouble.

.”

Hongyue quietly clasped her hands.

She was unwilling to admit her fear, but she was still afraid that Qi An would steal her things again and again.

"Aren't you going?"

Lian Hua tilted his head: "Let's talk after we sober up."

Hongyue was a little disappointed, her eyelashes were swept away, and her delicate eyebrows were covered with a light dust.

After Lian Hua left, Hongyue pretended to mention it casually, "Have you been wearing the sachet I gave you?"

"Wear it."

"That's good." Hong Yue raised the corners of her lips vaguely, sliding over the girl's bright-eyed face. Such purity and gentleness were so different from the bloody appearance when the demonic attack occurred, and I still have lingering fears when I think about it.

If the world were to see her demonic attack, who would be able to tolerate her?

This sachet will silently invade her bone marrow, causing damage to her soul.

This is what Qi'an owes her!

On the other side, Lianhua Shenjun was hundreds of miles away, flying in the clouds and mist. He looked down at the mountains and rivers, lost in thought, and finally sighed.

At the Fairy Sword Conference, there were mountains and hills, towering into the clouds.

The gathering of gods and goddesses is a grand occasion.

The white mist is full of shadows, all kinds of fairy magic are dazzling, and hundreds of flowers are blooming.

The ninth heaven of the divine realm should be looked up to by all living beings.

In the Fairy Sword Competition, there was a duel between two, and when Hong Yue came on stage, Qi'an was hidden in her sleeves. She was almost knocked unconscious when the two were dueling, but for some reason, she felt a vague sense of familiarity.
Chapter completed!
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