Mingming is the same appearance and body shape, but Shen Yanxiao thinks that all these are different from the past.

The tiny open mouth had not time to say a word, and the tears had already slipped from the eyes.

After waiting for a long time, Shen Yanxiao couldn't make it clear. She thought she could face it calmly, but she didn't expect that the excitement in her heart had exceeded her expectation.

There was a blank in his mind. Shen Yanxiao had no ability to think.

The light faded little by little. Xiu stood in front of Shen Yanxiao's eyes like that. It was true. His appearance did not change in half. His cool temperament did not change in the least. His long black hair was tied behind him with his hair belt at will. It was different from his white clothes when he was in the state of soul. At this moment, he was still wearing the golden armor of the war of gods and demons. He was beautiful If God is God.

Xiu slowly stretched out his arms and looked at Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao's heart beat suddenly missed a beat.

Donaldge gave Shen Yanxiao a little push, and Shen Yanxiao finally made a step towards his cultivation.

The next second, she was in Hugh's arms.

This embrace, is so warm, so let people do not want to leave, as if as long as rely on this embrace, everything in the world, can not hurt her any more.

The temperature belonging to the cultivation finally passed to Shen Yanxiao.

Even though the armor was so cold, the arm tightly around her came a steady stream of warmth.

Shen Yanxiao was buried in Xiu's chest and couldn't help crying.

Finally, it was no longer cold touch, and finally she felt his temperature.

He finally appeared in front of her.

It's no longer the phantom of the soul, it's no longer going to disappear suddenly, it's going to be around her all the time.

The low cry came from Xiu's arms. He lowered his head, kissed Shen Yanxiao's forehead and hugged her silently.

Donald leaves quietly, leaving the moment for the couple.

"Darling, don't cry." Xiu hugs Shen Yanxiao and coaxes him softly.

Shen Yanxiao shook his head and choked.

Xiu can only hold her quietly, but Shen Yanxiao is still venting her emotions.

After a long time, Shen Yanxiao stopped crying. She raised her head, looked at Xiu with big red eyes, and inhaled.

"Nice."

"Yes?"

"It looks good on you." Shen Yanxiao stabs the armor and puts it on. Finally, he shows the demeanor of the first superior God. No one can match him.

"What you like is good." Xiu lowers his head and buries his face in Shen Yanxiao's neck. He is greedy for her taste.

Like this, with the real body, embrace her into the arms, tightly embrace each other, is never had happiness, everything between the heaven and the earth, is not as warm as this moment, all disputes are so insignificant.

All things in the world are not enough to bring satisfaction to the beloved. That is the satisfaction that no word in the world can describe.

If you have her, you have the world.

It never occurred to anyone that when Shen Yanxiao was reborn, the voice in her soul would fill her body and mind.

Only the short-term contact, but doomed to their two lives.

A couple for life, their time, and more than a lifetime?

May time stay here.