Chapter 1225

She moved gently and returned to the Buddha platform with a relaxed look.

When she was hundreds of feet away from the Buddha platform, her purple eyes lit up through the verdant ancient wood.

In the precious stone like purple pupil, I stand with my hands down and look up at the summer light dust in the starry sky.

A floating purple robe, a gold inlaid jade mang leather belt, a pair of green cow leather boots, such as waterfall ink hair cloud dust pizza behind, with a golden hair crown on his head.

The tall and straight back, elegant and elegant in the moonlight, is like a picturesque immortal outside the world.

The purple pupil demon girl's heart ripples and chuckles: "brother Qingchen's temperament is really insatiable!"

She adjusted her clothes and hair, looked carefully at her face in the mirror, and made sure that her makeup was not damaged before she stepped forward.

However, at the moment of taking the step, her heart beat up and scared her to retract her feet.

"Eech! What am I afraid of? " The purple pupil monster girl secretly resented.

Mingming always pays attention to Xia Qingchen's every move. Mingming pretends to be an ordinary person every three or five times and passes by him. Mingming has always lived in sight and never left.

But now to meet face to face, her heart beat faster and hesitated inexplicably.

In my mind, I worry about gain and loss.

"Will brother Qingchen be happy to see me?"

"Can you blame me?"

"Or have you forgotten what I look like?"

When the deer collided with each other, she was always alone. She was as nervous as a girl in spring.

For a while, she took several deep breaths and forced herself to calm down. Only then did she finally summon up her courage, step away, and shout, "Xia..."

"Husband!" A beautiful and pleasant voice interrupted her and made her voice disappear into the silent night.

In the eyes of the purple pupil witch, there is a stunning woman in a white gauze skirt.

Her dark and beautiful long hair, tied behind her head, shines with the snow-white gauze skirt, and her graceful posture shows a mature charm.

The beautiful face that doesn't eat fireworks reflects the glittering and clear light. The red lips are like blooming roses, moist and gorgeous.

The earlobe also hung a pair of exquisite silver earrings.

The woman jumped and came to the Buddha platform. She looked at Xia Qingchen with an expression. Her cold face all the year round showed her joy and smile, and whispered, "husband."

Then, he threw himself into Xia Qingchen's arms and hugged him tightly.

Xia Qingchen quietly pushed her away from her arms and held her shoulders: "you are thin, Xuexin."

Not surprisingly, he asked him about the white lotus saint who was about to come back.

Jiang Xuexin was surprised: "do you know I'm coming?"

Strange, why isn't Xia Qingchen surprised at her arrival? She used some secret skills to find out that Xia Qingchen was looking at the Buddha platform.

Huh?

Xia Qingchen asked, "isn't it you who asked me to come here?"

He pointed to the clean Buddha platform, as well as the tables, chairs and spiritual fruits.

"No." Jiang Xuexin shook her head: "I just came back."

She doesn't have time to make an appointment with Xia Qingchen. Besides, she doesn't need to make an appointment. She can come to him directly.

"Who would that be?" Xia Qingchen was surprised and looked around, but the verdant ancient forest was quiet and didn't smell any movement.

In the distant forest, the purple pupil witch hid in a dense leaf, and the picture of them standing side by side was reflected in their eyes.

A handsome man who came out of the dust is a hero in the cold world.

A man of extraordinary beauty is the messenger of justice in the world.

In any case, they are a perfect match.

And what about her?

A disdainful dark moon saint, a dark man with countless hatred.

Looking at it, I didn't know whether it was the wind or the cold. The purple pupil witch felt a tingling in her eyes.

She closed her eyes silently, and a trace of moisture flickered on her long eyelashes, reflecting the picture of a fairy couple.

Taking back her steps, the purple pupil witch turned and left quietly.

She has to go.

At this time, the lights, the stars, the breeze and the red dust all belong to Xia Qingchen and the saint of white lotus.

She has nothing.

It's just an unnecessary scenery that shouldn't be here.

She left, leaving only the gift box that had not been given in time, lying on the ground alone.

In the sky, the moonlight is singing and the stars are noisy.

But the purple pupil witch felt that she had never been lonely in her life

She didn't see her for the rest of her life, but she didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to her face.

"Brother Qingchen, goodbye." The purple pupil witch forbear the sour tears, forced herself to show a smile and said gently to Xia Qingchen.

It seems that Xia Qingchen is in front of her.

At the end of her speech, she disappeared into the misty mountain forest with her lonely long shadow

On the Buddha platform.

Xia Qingchen and Bailian Saint look up at the stars and talk to each other about their recent experiences.

Both of them have said it in a word. It is clear that both of them have experienced adventure, but they choose to be silent and don't let each other worry.

Without a word, the white lotus saint's head gently leaned against Xia Qingchen's shoulder and looked at the quiet starry sky: "I'll go back tomorrow."

"In such a hurry?" Xia Qingchen was surprised.

The white lotus Saint closed her crystal eyes and enjoyed the rare warmth and peace of mind: "well, I just want to see you back."

A warm current surged in Xia Qingchen's heart.

Since the blood spring, the heart of the white lotus saint has been entrusted to Xia Qingchen.

She, who never cares about her life, cares about Xia Qingchen and rushes to Wanli, regardless of fatigue and turbulence, just to see Xia Qingchen.

People have care, there is color.

The white lotus saint is like this. Once she just wanted to cut off the darkness of the world and establish a just and bright world.

Now, in addition to the goal, there is also a concern in my heart.

"Thank you." Xia Qingchen said, but there were inexplicable emotions in his chest.

The white lotus Saint didn't answer. Xia Qingchen looked at her side, but she fell asleep by herself.

Her life and death experience, how tired you can imagine.

Xia Qingchen gently lifted her hair in front of her forehead, but when she touched it, a casual black arc ejected from her forehead, which hurt Xia Qingchen's fingers and made him subconsciously withdraw his hand.

A touch of anxiety welled up in his face.

It's time to finally come.

As he expected, when the white lotus saint was possessed and out of the devil once, something must have changed.

The black arc just now is evil Qi.

Her constitution has changed from mortal to demon

The worst thing is that since the constitution begins to change, the mind must also change.

Moreover, this is the first time. In the future, there will be six times to enter and exit the devil. The later, the deeper the qualitative change, and finally become the devil!

"How can I save you, my wife?" Xia Qingchen looks into the distance and feels melancholy in his heart.

The white lotus Saint slept all night. She was awakened by the sun piercing the cloud dome.

Rubbing her eyes, she curiously forgot the spirit fruit and immortal wine with a layer of dust behind her eyes: "did the person who asked you never show up?"