As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofan's heart moved, and a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in the vast night.
In the next moment, the red and gold sky cluster cloud sword appeared out of thin air.
Zhao Ying'er looks at the sky cluster cloud sword that is quietly suspended in front of her eyes and not only covers her mouth.
Although, just now, Zhang Xiaofan has told himself that he is not an ordinary person, but an immortal.
But even so, when this golden flying sword suddenly broke into his vision, it still shocked Zhao Yinger deeply.
"Xiaoqiang, let's go."
After a simple greeting, Zhang Xiaofan put his big hand around Zhao Yinger's Willow waist with a wave, jumped and stepped on the Congyun sword that day.
When Zhao Yinger is really flying in the mid air, she feels her brain is still blank.
Now she can't believe that she's really flying like this?
Below is the beautiful night scene of the imperial capital, with bright lights and bright lights. Looking down from the sky, it is very beautiful and beautiful.
A gust of cool night wind, blowing from her side, let her still slightly wet face feel a gust of cool.
Until this time, Zhao Ying'er just woke up from the previous shock, and knew that what happened in front of her eyes was not a dream, but a real reality.
Behind him, Zhang Xiaofan gently encircles his slender waist. This kind of intimate action between the two makes Zhao Yinger's pretty face feel hot for no reason, and she feels a bit shy in her heart. But this kind of quiet and happy feeling is so beautiful.
To be able to fly freely in the sky is something that countless people dream of happening to themselves?
This feeling of flying freely in the night sky is really wonderful.
What's more, the most important point is that the man standing behind him is the man he loves deeply. His big hand gently encircles his slender waist. The heat from the palm of the man's hand is transmitted through his somewhat sensitive and delicate slender waist.
This "ambiguous" feeling really makes Zhao Ying'er feel too warm and happy.
Zhang Xiaofan is standing behind Zhao Yinger. For a moment, he has a smile on his face unconsciously. His mind also feels an unprecedented peace and comfort.
Now this feeling is a special feeling that Zhang Xiaofan couldn't experience when he was flying in the sky with red pupil and black pupil.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan really has such an impulse in his heart that he just gives up flying to the heaven of Shenxiao and abandoning the so-called "road of eternal life".
In this way, I live hand in hand with Zhao Yinger in China. The feeling of moving at will also makes people feel extremely warm and enjoy from the bottom of their hearts.
Maybe
Perhaps, this is also what Zhao Yinger is looking forward to in her heart?
However, Zhang Xiaofan can't do it in the end. He is still a cold man who doesn't understand the amorous feelings.
“.....”
Meanwhile, Silla Seoul.
"Ah, Xi Ba Nong Ma!"
"What do you mean, we young heroes of the Dao Dao Dao line in Xinluo fell into the realm of Huaxia plain cultivation?"