Vol 2 Chapter 1225: Starlight Shadow (five more)

She walked gently and returned to Wangfotai with ease.
When there were hundreds of feet away from the Buddhist platform, through the lush ancient wood, her purple eyes lit up.
In the jewel-like purple pupil, Xia Qingchen staring at the starry sky reflected in the negative hand.
A flowing purple robe, gold inlaid jade leather belt, a pair of green cowhide boots, like a waterfall and a cloud of pizza on the back, with a golden hair crown on the head.
The straight back, in the moonlight, elegant and elegant, the picturesque immortal fairy.
The purple pupil demon girl was rippling in his heart, pursing his lips and chuckling lightly: "Brother Qing Chen's temperament is really hard to be bored!"
She adjusted her entire shirt and hair, and then looked at the face carefully in the mirror to make sure that her makeup was not damaged before taking steps.
However, in the moment she stepped forward, her heart thumped uncontrollably, and scared her back.
"Bah! What am I afraid of?" The purple pupil demon murmured secretly.
He is clearly paying attention to Xia Qingchen's every move at all times. He is obviously disguised as an ordinary person after a short distance, passing by him. He has always lived in sight and never left.
But now she wants to meet head-on, but her heart beats faster and hesitates inexplicably.
In my mind, there is even more gains and losses.
"Brother Chen Chen will be happy to see me?"
"Will you blame me?"
"Or, have you forgotten what I look like?"
The little deer bumped into her, and she has always been alone, as uneasy as Huaichun's girl.
For a while, she took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down before finally courageously taking steps and shouting, "Xia..."
"Husband!" A beautiful and sweet voice interrupted her, causing her voice to disappear into the silent night.
In the eyes of the purple pupil demon girl, there is a beautiful woman in a white veil.
Her dark and beautiful long hair, tied behind her head, and the snow-white gauze skirt contrasted with each other, her graceful posture showed a mature charm.
The beautiful face that does not eat the fireworks on the earth is refracted and shining brightly, and the red lips and vermilion lips are like blooming roses, which are radiant and beautiful.
The earlobe hung a pair of fine silver-white earrings.
The woman jumped up and came to look at the Buddha Terrace, gazing at Xia Qingchen, her perpetual indifferent face, an uncontrollable expression of joy and smile, and softly called: "Husband."
Then, he fell into Xia Qingchen's arms and hugged him tightly.
Xia Qingchen quietly pushed her away from her arms, holding her shoulders: "You are thin, Xuexin."
Unsurprisingly, the appointment with him was the White Lotus Saint who was about to return.
Jiang Xuexin had an accident: "You know I'm coming?"
Strange, why isn't Xia Qingchen surprised at her arrival? But she used some secret techniques to find out that Xia Qingchen was in Wangfotai.
Ok?
Xia Qingchen replied: "Isn't it you who asked me to come here?"
He pointed to the cleaned Buddhist tables, the tables and chairs and the Lingguo.
"No." Jiang Xuexin shook his head: "I just hurried back."
She didn't have time to meet Xia Qingchen, not to mention, she didn't need to make an appointment, just come to him.
"Who would it be?" Xia Qingchen was surprised for a while, and looked around, but in the lush green forest, there was a quiet one, and no movement was heard.
In the dense forest in the distance, the purple pupil demon girl is hidden in a dense leaf, and the pictures of them standing side by side are reflected in the eyes.
A handsome man is a hero in the cold world.
A man of extraordinary beauty is just the messenger of justice.
No matter how you look at them, they are the perfect match.
And she?
An undesirable dark moon saint, a dark man with countless hatreds.
Looking at it, I wonder if it was the wind blowing or the coolness invading, the purple pupil demon felt a tingling in her eyes.
She closed her eyes silently, a trace of moisture flashing on her long eyelashes, reflecting the fairy-like picture.
Withdrawing the steps he took, the purple pupil demon turned around and left quietly.
She had to leave.
At this time the lights, the stars, the breeze and the red dust belong to Xia Qingchen and Bai Lian Sheng Nu.
She has nothing.
It's just a superfluous scenery that shouldn't be here.
She left, leaving only the gift box that had not yet been given away, lying alone on the ground.
The sky, the moonlight is singing, the stars are noisy.
But the purple pupil demon girl felt that in her life, she had never been alone...
For the rest of her life, she had no chance to say goodbye in person.
"Brother Qingchen, goodbye." The purple pupil demon girl endured sour tears and forced herself to show a smile and gently said in the direction of Xia Qingchen.
As if, Xia Qingchen was just in front of her.
After finishing her speech, she dragged a lonely long shadow and disappeared into the misty forest...
Buddha platform.
Xia Qingchen and Saint Bai Lian looked up at the starry sky and talked to each other about their recent encounters.
Both of them have spoken in one word, obviously both have experienced dangers, but they chose to be silent and not worried each other.
Looking at each other without words, the head of the white lotus saint gently leaned against Xia Qingchen's shoulder, looking at the quiet starry sky: "I will go back tomorrow."
"So anxious?" Xia Qingchen was surprised.
Saint Bai Lian closed her eyes and enjoyed the rare warmth and peace of mind: "Well, when I came back, I just wanted to see you."
There was a warm current in Xia Qingchen's heart.
Since the Blood Spring, the heart of Saint Bai Lian has been entrusted to Xia Qingchen.
She never cared about it, and she didn't even care about her life, but she cared about Xia Qingchen and hurried to Wanli, ignoring fatigue and bumps, just to see Xia Qingchen.
Only when people care, can they have color.
This is the case with Saint Bai Lian, who once wanted to destroy the darkness of the world and build a world of justice and light.
Now, in addition to the goal, there is an additional concern.
"Thank you." Xia Qingchen said, but there was some inexplicable emotion in his chest.
Bai Lian Sheng Nu did not answer, Xia Qingchen looked sideways, but she leaned on herself and fell asleep.
It's hard to imagine how tired she is in life and death.
Xia Qingchen gently lifted her forehead hair, but in the touch room, a black arc inadvertently ejected from her forehead, hitting Xia Qingchen's fingers with a tingling pain, making him subconsciously withdraw his hand.
A look of anxiety poured out in his expression.
What should come is finally here.
As he expected, the White Lotus Saint had been in and out of the devil once, and there must have been a change in some places.
The black arc just now was magic energy.
Her physique has changed from mortal to demonic...
The worst part is that since the physique begins to change, the mindset must also change.
Moreover, this is the first time, and there will be six times of enchantment and enchantment in the future.
"How to save you, my wife?" Xia Qingchen looked into the distance, feeling sad.
The white lotus maiden slept all night, and she was awakened by the sunlight that pierced the cloud.
Rubbing her eyes, she curiously forgot that there was a layer of dusty fruit and immortal wine behind her eyes: "Did you ever show up?"