Just like back then, sharing the spoils of war with our compatriots on the border...

He was already satisfied.

Laughter echoed as Yaohua's figure grew fainter and fainter, and before he disappeared completely, the smile on his face also gradually vanished.

His gaze fell upon his old friend, the Yaohua Sword, his eyes filled with reluctance...

Upon seeing this, the wind chime smiled:

"Senior Yaohua, does your remnant soul have any nutritional value? If not, feed it to me, don't waste it..."

If Qingyan: ? ? ?

The sadness in her reddened eyes had disappeared, replaced by a hint of panic as she quickly gripped the wind chime's hand.

Are you serious?!

Yaohua was taken aback when he heard this. He glanced at the wind chimes and knew that he was teasing him.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing twice:

"You little brat...you're dreaming! Hahaha!"

Feng Ling smiled and raised her hand to bow to him:

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. May you rest in peace..."

"Farewell, senior..."

"Hahaha..."

Even after his figure had completely disappeared, his laughter still echoed.

This was the happiest he had laughed since that night.

After the laughter subsided, Fengling and Ruo Qingyan also raised their heads.

The exquisite Yaohua Sword lay right in front of them.

However, Feng Ling did not pick it up immediately, but instead reached out and gently touched Ruo Qingyan's cheek.

I wiped away the tears on her face.

Ruo Qingyan held one of his hands, her reddened eyes staring directly at the wind chimes:

"So you're willing to stay for me?"

Fengling smiled and said:

"Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you."