Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 209: Self-Cultivation of Love Tribulation (14)
The people around are looking forward to it, looking forward to it.

Liu Guang supported Ling Chan, and said softly, "Princess, it's too noisy here, why don't we go to the room to rest first?"

Ling Chan bent her eyes and inquired quietly: "Everyone is so enthusiastic..."

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a proud man in the world!" Liu Guang's expression was also a little excited, "You are young, but your cultivation is extraordinary. He is listed as the chief disciple of Wushan's generation... Now, he has even killed the big monster... "

"Princess, back then His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince said that he would bring meritorious service to marry you, but after ten years, he really did it!"

It turned out that these admiring gazes and fanatical admiration were all for Xue Xingchi.

Suddenly, the clouds and mist in the sky parted, and the golden light pierced through the wind and fell on everyone's faces.

Ling Chan raised her head.

A ray of light flew across the sky, and there were many immortal disciples, Xue Xingchi was the leader, with wide robes and long sleeves, jade belts in the wind, floating like immortals in the sky.

He stepped on the sword and landed steadily in front of Ling Chan.

All eyes were on Xue Xingchi.

Xue Xingchi only had Ling Chan in his eyes.

In his chaotic field of vision, the girl was wearing a scarlet gauze dress, and the begonia flowers embroidered on the skirt were in full bloom, but it was not as delicate as the girl.

When she smiled at him, her starry eyes were shining brightly, and he was the only figure inside, looking at him intently.

Seeing Xue Xingchi's heart was hot.

He suddenly bent down, picked up Ling Chan, held her in his arms, urged the long sword under his feet, and suddenly accelerated into the air.

A sudden sense of weightlessness struck.

Ling Chan let out a short exclamation, the voice was mixed with the howling wind, and fell into Xue Xingchi's ears.

Xue Xingchi laughed loudly, gloating like a child who succeeded in a prank, "Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you so timid?"

Ling Chan snorted coldly, stretched out her hand to make a tactic, deliberately messing with Xue Xingchi, trying to stop the spirit sword under her feet.

Xue Xingchi refused to let her, and urged the spirit sword vigorously.

This was originally Xue Xingchi's sword, but naturally listening to Xue Xingchi's words, the spirit sword flew recklessly in the air, making Chan frowned and looked unhappy, "Aren't you going to make fun of me as soon as you come back?"

Xue Xingchi squinted his eyes and smiled, his obsidian-like eyes were full of joy that couldn't be hidden. He wanted to sign Ling Chan's sleeve as if to please him, but Ling Chan slapped him away.

"I was wrong," Xue Xingchi took a step back and smiled, "I will apologize to you!"

The two of them stood on the palm-wide spirit sword, only relying on their own cultivation to make a big fuss steadily. Now Xue Xingchi took a step back, stepped into the air, and fell from the spirit sword.

Ling Chan's pupils shrank, and she reached out to catch him.

Xue Xingchi also reached out to her, and then pulled hard, causing Chan to fall from the sword and fall into the arms of Xue Xingchi and his brothers.

The wind howled, scraping every inch of skin fiercely, causing slight pain.

Ling Chan tried her best to curl up in Xue Xingchi's arms. Xue Xingchi's green and warm body was like an impenetrable wall, protecting her securely.

"Are you going crazy again?"

Ling Chan buried herself in Xue Xingchi's arms, her voice muffled.

Xue Xingchi hugged her tightly, and he told Ling Chan, "I really like this feeling, I want you to experience it too!"

Ling Chan looked up at him, the wind was so strong that it blew thin water mist out of Ling Chan's eyes in just a moment.

Xue Xingchi frowned, he stretched out his hand to make a pinch, and isolated the wind.

He stroked Ling Chan's long hair and said in a low voice, "Listen, how quiet it is."

When he said this, Xue Xingchi's eyes were also very quiet, the impetuous eyes that became famous when he was young, and his usual frivolous and flamboyant eyes, all calmed down.

There is only the wind whistling loudly in the ear, closing the eyes, the warm skin reveals the hot presence of another person.

The spirit sword flew very high.

The human world below seemed to be another world far away, Ling Chan and Xue Xingchi fell in each other's arms, the time seemed endless.

Everything turned into nothingness in the intense weightlessness, and was thrown away in the fall, only the body temperature of another person, tightly and intimately.

It seems that they will never be separated.

……

wow-

The two of them slammed into the big lake heavily, surrounded by turbulent water waves, and separated by light blue light waves.

Ling Chan's black hair floated in front of Xue Xingchi's eyes, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and stroked it gently.

No one spoke, the air was gentle and quiet.

"Why did you suddenly go crazy?"

Ling Chan asked indifferently.

"Do you want to chat with people there?" Xue Xingchi played with Ling Chan's black hair casually, "There is no need for us to waste time if someone else does this kind of thing."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about."

Ling Chan propped up her upper body dissatisfied, and felt that this position was not comfortable, so she sat up.

Xue Xingchi was forced to let go of his hair, and muttered, "You're like this again."

He finally said what he had kept in his heart for a long time, "You don't seem to like me."

Ling Chan's long eyelashes trembled and lowered quietly, and the falling shadows covered her eyes.

She was ready to listen to a lot of bitter confessions, but Xue Xingchi suddenly laughed when she didn't want to.

"Why are you so serious?"

He also turned over and sat up, squeezed a spell, and the two slowly floated up from the lake and landed on the shore.

"I have already fulfilled His Majesty's request. Come to think of it, this time he will betroth you to me!"

Xue Xingchi can convince himself that he doesn't care if Ling Chanxi doesn't like him.

It doesn't matter if you don't like it, he will work hard, but first, he has to establish their marriage contract, and he wants Ling Chan to belong to him.

Even though Ling Chan always stays two steps away from him politely, her first reaction to being held by him is always struggling, and the way she looks at him is always rational...

It's ok.

They have a long way to go.

[It's over,] the system groaned, and said faintly: [Xue Xingchi is a fool, he has fallen into this illusion.Chanchan, do you think he can be saved? 】

[Wait for me to see,] Ling Chan sighed, [It's just a cut scene, why cut his brain off? 】

……

When they fell, Xue Xingchi controlled the direction, and just fell into the big lake in the palace. There were water drops, and neither of them's clothes were wet.

Xue Xingchi and Ling Chan walked to the main hall of the palace banquet.

As he walked, Xue Xingchi suddenly said, "This is where we first met."

Ling Chan surveyed the environment.

They fell into the harem, which was just a very ordinary palace road, with red tiles and white walls, surrounded by tall poplar trees.

Ling Chan has no impression.

Looking at Ling Chan's puzzled face, Xue Xingchi added with a smile: "You don't know, when I entered the palace, I saw you sitting on this wall."

With a swollen little face, she was negotiating with the maid in a childlike voice, wearing a soft red and white jacket.

The emperor's uncle also saw it, and said with a smile: "This is the little princess whom Emperor Yan loves like a treasure, right? It looks like a New Year's doll."

Xue Xingchi then understood that this is what Nianhua Doll is like.

It turns out that normal children look like this.

The world in the eyes of normal people...is very different from his vision.

come back from memory,

Ling Chan is frowning: "Isn't it the first time we met at a palace banquet?"

"It's what you say." Xue Xingchi smiled.

Ling Chan: "..."

Ling Chan knew in her heart that the first meeting he mentioned probably happened in reality.

The first time Xue Xingchi saw Ling Chan was an ordinary palace, with simple lines and pale colors, only Ling Chan's bright and vivid imprint was in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)