Sonya was determined to flee from Ling Xuanluo's side, which provoked him to ignore it anymore and was about to reveal his heart to her, but was interrupted by Long Xiang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After listening to Long Xiang's explanation, Ling Xuanluo thought it was reasonable, so he didn't blame him. He remembered that Sangya was still waiting, so he hurriedly said to Long Xiang: "So that's the case, Master Lao bothered to find it." But please wait, and when Miss Sangya and I have finished a few important words, I will go with you. ”

He consciously expressed himself normally, but when he saw a pair of thin eyes in Longxiang, he stared at him puzzledly, and then asked: "Lingliuxian, are you okay?" When I came, I saw you standing alone in the camellia bush in a daze, how could any girl talk to you?"

"What? This can't be!" Ling Xuanluo was shocked by what he said, and quickly looked back, but how could he still see Sangya's people? In addition to the clusters of delicate camellias, there were only gusts of smoke blowing from the valley, blowing the flower branches and shaking their heads slightly, as if they were proving for the long elephant.

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When he returned to the Cuckoo Palace, there was a room of people waiting for him, just as the elephant said. He went in with a lot of worry, looked up gloomily, but his expression changed from sad to happy in a second, and shouted in disbelief: "Brother Jiangnan!"

Among the guests sitting in the Cuckoo Palace, there was indeed Jiangnan Zimo. He was standing beside him, looking at him and smiling, and the smile was as warm as ever, making him feel how happy it was to see the warmest and brightest smile in the world in the most down-and-out and heartbreaking moments. Although he had endless sadness and grievances in his heart, he was shrouded by Jiang Nanjun's gaze, and his fluctuating heart gradually calmed down.

The last time Jiang Nanjun saw him was in the Fan Yao Palace in the Tomb of Despair. He knew everything that had happened since then.

For this wayward brother, he was both loving and worried. Of course, he was even more moved by the fact that he smashed the immortal soup angrily because of himself. Fortunately, although this kid has gone through all the dangers, he finally cultivated the true body of the immortal, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. But when they met again, he still had lingering palpitations.

He walked to Ling Xuanluo's side, his eyes were full of tears and relief, and he couldn't stop looking him up and down, but he couldn't speak.

After two days of fierce fighting, Ling Xuanluo's robe was tattered and stained with blood, but the chivalrous fairy wind emitted by the immortal root was not affected at all.

"Shui Ling'er! Ji Luo Liuxian, Ling Xuanluo! Good boy, you have suffered for such a long time!" Jiang Nanjun pondered for a long time, and finally said these words simply, but the deep affection contained in them was indescribable.

The hands of the two were clasped together, unwilling to let go for a long time.

When Ling Xuanluo heard the name "Water Linger", he felt very cordial, no one had called him like this for a long time, and suddenly came out of his brother's mouth, and the past came into his heart like a tide, his nose was sore, and he finally shed tears.

Jiang Nanjun always kept smiling, stroked his shoulder and said: "Silly boy, how old are you, why do you still cry like you did when you were five years old!"

The scene of the two meeting was touching, and no one wanted to disturb them.

Duan Xiao waited until their brother's ceremony was finished before he came over and smiled at Ling Xuanluo: "Boy, to be able to spend so much time with you from the Central Plains to Yunnan is unforgettable for Uncle Duan. I've been here for a long time, and it's time to leave for the next stop. Although my uncle is reluctant to let you go, as the saying goes, there is no feast in the world, and now that the ghost is here with Jiang Nanjun, I am relieved that you have them to take care of you. It's just this goodbye, I don't know when we will meet again, you must take care. Uncle hopes that in the days to come, I will be able to hear your story from the rivers and lakes from time to time, as well as your exploits for the Six Realms!"

(To be continued.) )