"Leaving?"

A girl dressed in a strange pattern embroidered with a unique pattern unique to the demon clan walked into the courtyard.

The twenty-year contract was approaching, and she thought he was leaving early in the morning, but it wasn't until noon that he came out of the room, and to her surprise, he came looking for her.

"Gone." Fang Pestle said lightly, he wanted to return to the Haoran world, except for a long sword in his hand, he didn't bring anything else.

"Do you want to entangle?"

Xiang Rong tilted his head and asked, those eyes were still so clean.

Fang Pestle never understood why a descendant of the Great Demon of the Twelve Thrones, who had killed demons or killed countless people, had such clean eyes.

"No, you don't." Fang Pestle shook his head, "I don't need to stay and I don't need to eat or anything, what do I want." ”

"But the book says that when you leave your home in the world, you always have to take it with you."

"Home ......" Fang Pestle wanted to laugh a little, "I want to Rong girl, strictly speaking, this is not my home." ”

"Isn't it?"

"......." Fang Pestle wanted to say no, but when the words reached his throat, he found that he didn't know what to say.

"Miss Rong, say goodbye this time, see each other next time, we will be enemies." The pestle changed the subject.

"When will we meet next?" In the girl's eyes, there was a glint of expectation.

Fang Pestle couldn't help laughing: "You just want to fight me so much? ”

"Hmm." Xiang Rong nodded dumbly, "Because I want to get you back again." ”

“......”

Fang Pestle's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start, but when he thought that this might be the last time he and her would meet, Fang Zhao's skirt still raised the question that had been buried in his heart for more than 20 years.

"Twenty years ago, why did the girl want to protect me from which demon clans?"

"Huh?" I want to look at him and blink his eyes, as if to say, "What's the reason?" ”

However, in order to give him an answer, Xiang Rong still thought about it seriously, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little well-behaved.

"You're not afraid of me."

In the end, Xiang Rong raised his head, looked directly into Fang Pestle's eyes, and gave such an answer.

"What?" This time I changed to a room pestle and was confused,

"A lot of people, a lot of demons, when they see me, they are all scared, you, it's different." As he spoke, Xiang Rong lowered his head again, as if he was thinking again, thinking about how to explain how to be "different".

But Xiangrong didn't get an answer in the end, but Fang Pestle understood everything.

In the world of the demon clan, her appearance is not the most beautiful, but she also belongs to the first echelon, but she wants to look.

The disciple of the Great Demon of the Twelve Thrones is a monk who entered the Jade Pu Realm at the age of less than 100 years, and she kills people and demons without blinking an eye, without the slightest expression, because the education she received since she was a child made her feel that those who disobey her deserve to die.

And when a woman's cold-bloodedness, wrists, and strength far exceed her appearance, then others will ignore her beauty and replace it with fear!

But on the day of the battle of Wanli City, the moment Fang Pestle saw Xiang Rong, he directly released the soul of LSP, and his first thought was not to kill her, but to tie her back to Haoran World.

And the essence of tying back to Haoran World is to get close to her, this kind of thought, not to mention a bit malicious, is even ambiguous.

Xiang Rong, who is proficient in the art of the divine soul, is naturally aware of the mind of the pestle.

It's really strange that he should be an enemy, but he has no hostility towards himself, and even has an inexplicable approach.

So, Xiang Rong took the pestle back to his courtyard, and wanted to study it well, and it turned out that it took 20 years to study.

Maybe Xiang Rong also felt that in the past twenty years, the feeling that he was strange to himself has become stronger and stronger.

Maybe she didn't feel it, but she gradually had that strange feeling for him.

I want to see him, I want him to be by my side, if someone bullies him, then she will be very angry, and now that he wants to leave, she doesn't want him to go at all, but she wants to be worried that if she doesn't let him go, he will be angry and hate herself.

"Okay, don't think about it, I'm leaving." Fang Pestle was embarrassed and turned away directly.

It's just that Fang Pestle takes a few steps, and she follows a few steps.

She sent him to the door, and then sent him over Langyue Mountain, until she sent him out of the territory of the Twelve Thrones, and she still followed him.

"Are you going to come back to the world with me?" Fang Pestle turned around and looked at Xiang Rong.

Xiang Rong blinked and looked at the pestle: "You go yours, I'll follow me." ”

Pestle: "......"

In the end, Xiang Rong really sent the pestle to the junction of the Haoran world and the demon world!

He sped up with his sword and passed through the demon world, without looking back, but even if he didn't look back, he knew that she was standing there, staring blankly.

After twenty years, when Fang Pestle returned to Wanli City, the news quickly spread all over the world, especially the Dragon Sword Sect of Long Ming Continent, and the sect master of the Sword Sect personally greeted his disciples, and at this time, Fang Pestle was already in the Yupu Realm, and it was only a line away from the Immortal Realm!

When Fang Min heard that his brother was back, he rushed to Wanli City overnight with the sect master of the Dragon Sword Sect, and when he saw Fang Pestle, he pounced directly, and tears wet his chest.

In Wanli City, Fang Pestle clearly explained what happened in the world of the demon clan, and everyone felt incredible, and it was incredible that he would be protected by the cold-blooded desire of the wrist.

But that's just the way it is.

However, Fang Min kept his head down beside Fang Pestle, his fingers kept playing with the hem of his skirt, and his teeth kept biting his red lips.

That night, Fang Min stopped him: "Brother Pestle, do you like that Xiangrong?" ”

Hearing Fang Min's questioning, Fang Min was stunned for a moment, then touched her head with a smile: "Okay, don't think too much, he is a woman in the world of the demon clan, I am a person from the world, impossible." ”

With that, the pestle turned around and went back to the room.

Only Fang Min clenched his little fist tightly, and for Fang Min, Fang Min did not deny it, and it was already accepted.

After that, Fang Min didn't hear Fang Min call himself "brother", but called him big brother.

Even Fang Min sometimes asked curiously, but he didn't expect Fang Min to be so righteous:

"When I was three years old, it was Brother Pestle who adopted me! Teach me swordsmanship, but I don't have any relationship with Brother Pestle, so why do I still call me 'brother'. ”

In this regard, Fang Pestle just smiled awkwardly, thinking that it was just that his sister had grown up, and he didn't care.

Until the day before Fang Pestle was about to return to Longming Continent with the Dragon Sword Sect, a woman stepped over Wanli City, her pure eyes just looked at everything in Wanli City, and lightly, the voice spread throughout the entire Wanli City:

"I miss you, I'm going to tie you back."