Linglong Town (19)

Lingyin said, in fact, looking back, the best is always behind her.

Sandy and her little fox missed each other for a hundred years. During the hundred years when she forgot him, only Su Xuan remembered their past, and only Su Xuan silently guarded her.

When they were at their peak, they were each other's strongest rivals; when they were down and out, only Su Xuan reached out to her.

Sandy hugged his neck and kissed him, but he seemed to have not reacted yet. The blood between his lips and teeth was a little thick. They had just survived the tribulation, and the injuries left by the thunder tribulation had not yet healed completely.

Sang Dai moved away a little, raised her eyelashes and looked at Su Xuan.

The little fox looked at her quietly, and his heart was also quiet.

Sandy kissed him on the lips again and took a small bite.

Su Xuan seemed to have reacted and suddenly stood up, and Sang Dai stood up with him.

She was a little stunned: "What's wrong?"

Su Xuan suddenly turned around, and the little fox's shoulders trembled slightly.

Sandy guessed something and suddenly laughed. She quietly walked around him and looked at him.

"Whose little boy is crying? Do you want me to comfort him?"

The little fox lowered his head, but he was very tall. Sandy bent down and leaned forward to look, and happened to meet his slightly red eyes.

Sandy threw herself into his arms, hugged his thin waist, and pressed her cheek against his heart.

The heartbeat was violent and regular, and every beat was his life force.

Su Xuan was alive and well. He did not cry every night out of sadness and regret, nor did he go crazy for a hundred years. He did not become mad and desperate when he saw her bones, and he did not follow her to the underworld in the hundred years after her death.

After a hundred years of separation between the living and the dead, her death was the end of everything and she knew nothing, while every day of his life was torture.

Sandy hugged him tightly and whispered, "Su Xuan, stay with me forever, and I will always be with you."

Su Xuan straightened his neck and looked down at the person in his arms. She still had the nine-thread hairpin he gave her pinned in her bun, and the blue shirt she was wearing was custom-made by him. His traces were everywhere in her life.

He hugged her back carefully, touching the most authentic Sandy.

Not a dream.

It's true.

In the past, the little fox never even dared to dream of marrying her.

Su Xuan rested his chin on the top of her head and said in a muffled voice, "You agreed to it yourself. I didn't force you to do it."

Sandy laughed: "Yes, I promised you, I will be your demon queen, I am very willing."

"...I will only marry one wife in my life. If I marry her, there will be no possibility of divorce. I will have a twin marriage with her. If I die, she will die. If she dies, I will die too."

"Okay, let's have a twin marriage."

"…She can't like anyone else. She can only like me. You are mine in this life, the next life, and forever."

"Okay, I'll be yours forever."

In fact, there is no afterlife for those who have awakened their spiritual roots at the heavenly level.

But all they have is a long life, which they will promise to each other.

"Dede."

"I am here."

"You can't regret it."

“I have no regrets.”

Su Xuan shed tears, and everything that happened seemed like a dream.

He held Sandy's face in his hands and bent down to look at her at eye level.

From the curved willow eyebrows, across the beautiful phoenix eyes, to the small nose tip, full red lips, this face was the one he liked from the age of thirteen to one hundred and thirty-three. He liked it to the core and was willing to live for her and die for her without hesitation.

"I won't give you a chance to regret it. I will always listen to you. If you are angry, you can hit me or scold me. You can tell me whatever you want, but you can't leave me."

"Okay, Su Xuan, I will never leave you."

"A liar is a puppy."

"A liar is a puppy."

Su Xuan finally smiled and kissed her from her forehead down. When he kissed her eyes, Sandy closed her eyes and obediently let him kiss her.

He pecked the tip of her nose and then covered her red lips.

She parted her lips and teeth to let him in.

Each other's blood mixed with the fragrance of fresh air and the scent of plants, lingering in the nostrils.

Su Xuan bent down, and Sang Dai tiptoed slightly and put her arms around his neck.

The little fox held her waist and supported her body with his arms so that she could take advantage of his strength.

There was a huge difference in their heights, so it was somewhat awkward for them to kiss while standing.

The little fox's kiss went from light to deep. The swordsman had now learned to kiss back and actively cooperated with his kisses. The youthful response made his heart soften into a paste, and it lingered between her lips and teeth.

There was no one around, just the two of them standing in the fire and kissing.

The fire of hell did not harm Sandy, but instead clung to her clothes affectionately.

When their lips parted, the silver thread between them made them both smile.

Su Xuan held her face and licked the water stains on her lips, wiped the shiny spots on her chin with his fingertips, and when he met the sword cultivator's dark eyes, he couldn't help but kiss her eyes.

"Let's get married when we get back, okay?"

"Is it that urgent?"

"The estrus season is coming."

Sandy blushed and looked away subconsciously.

Su Xuan kissed her cheek again: "Come spend this year with me, let's make little fox cubs together, okay?"

Sandy muttered, "... so early?"

"Of course that's not what I meant. I don't want to be a father so early." Su Xuan said with a smile, "It's a subtle way of saying it. When I say I gave birth to little fox cubs in the future, it means..."

Sang Dai's red face fell into Su Xuan's eyes, and his smile became more and more intense.

The little fox bit her earlobe and sucked it gently:

"I want to do it with Dede."

Sang Dai's ears really turned red, and she stammered, "Su Xuan... let's talk about these things when we return to the demon world..."

The little fox hugged the sword cultivator and rubbed him: "First find Ying Heng Xianjun, and then go find him immediately."

Sandy hugged his waist back, leaned against his shoulder and replied with a smile: "Su Xuan, let me tell you something."

The little fox replied softly: "Well, baby said."

Sandy said, "I saw my master."

Su Xuan’s body stiffened.

Sandy kissed his earlobe and said, "You can meet my elders now."

Su Xuan suddenly stood up.

Sandy smiled and asked, "What happened? I really found my master."

When she said this, her voice was very soft, as if she also felt that this was a dream.

Su Xuan turned around and took out the bronze mirror from his Qiankun bag.

The person in the mirror had silver hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, his black robe was tattered, and his face was covered in soot from being struck by lightning. He did not have a single trace of his former dignity.

He said in a muffled voice: "...I'll go back to the inn and clean up first."

Sandy hugged him from behind and pressed her cheek against his back.

The swordsman's voice came from behind him:

"Su Xuan, my master can't see."

The little fox paused.

Sandy added: "My master...has lost all his five senses. He can't see you."

He couldn't see her either.

Ying Heng didn't know what Sandy would look like when she grew up.

Sandy's tears flowed down her nose: "He suffered a lot... He lost all his five senses, his spiritual roots were drained, but he still came to me... He forgot a lot of things, his memory is confused."

Su Xuan turned around and hugged Sang Dai in his arms, face to face.

"Daidai, I will find the best medical practitioner in the world for Immortal Lord Ying Heng. Liu Lixue's medical skills are also well-known in the four realms. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Sandy smiled and replied, "I know. Will you come with me to see the master?"

"...Does Immortal Lord Ying Heng know me?"

"I know. He likes you very much."

"……real?"

"real."

On the way back to Linglong Town, Sang Dai told Ying Heng about her and Su Xuan.

Including the fact that she rebelled against the fairy world and went to the demon world, where she found someone she liked, and the person she liked was the demon king.

Ying Heng's expression was gentle, and he said, "Daidai, you are all good children, and your master is happy for you."

It was the first time that Lord Demon King was called a "good boy". Now the good boy was a little uncomfortable and rubbed her neck awkwardly.

"Good boy" said in a dull voice: "Well, I will go with you to see Immortal Lord Ying Heng."

If one wants to marry Sandai, Ying Heng Xian Jun is the biggest obstacle, but now it seems that Ying Heng has no intention of standing in the way.

Su Xuan initially thought that someone as loyal to the fairy world as Ying Heng would be obstructed by his identity as a demon, and he even discussed countermeasures with Liu Lixue.

But Ying Heng didn't seem to care about his identity as a demon.

What Ying Heng cared about from the beginning to the end was Sandy's opinion.

Sandy likes it, and that person is good to Sandy, so it doesn’t matter whether he is a human, a ghost, or a demon.

Su Xuan laughed and kissed the neck of his beloved swordsman.

“Master is so kind.”

They all started calling him Master.

Sandy couldn't stop laughing: "You changed your words so quickly, you called him master just because he was your master."

"Master is so kind. I will definitely respect him well in the future."

"Okay, okay, say it to his face."

"Are you going to find the master now?"

"Well, let's go together."

***

Liu Lixue dodged the vines all the way to the City Lord's Mansion.

He knew the location of the osmanthus tree; Sandy had mentioned it to him before.

When seen from a distance, no matter how calm the peacock is, it can't help but stand in the air.

Su Xuan and the man in black initially fought in the City Lord's Mansion. Because there were many residents near the City Lord's Mansion, Su Xuan forced the man in black to retreat to a remote place.

However, the entire Linglongyuan should have been attacked by the vines, but only the City Lord's Mansion was silent. Liu Lixue was hanging high in the air and had a view of the entire City Lord's Mansion. The vines that had been chasing him just now stopped following him when they got nearby.

This is even more bizarre.

Thinking of what Sandy had said, asking him to pull out the osmanthus tree for no reason, Liu Lixue's eyes dimmed and he had some guesses in his mind.

He flew and teleported towards the yard where the osmanthus tree was.

The ancient trees are towering. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree is three hundred years old. Its trunk is thick and strong, and its branches and leaves are luxuriant. As it is now late autumn, the fallen flowers are floating all over the garden.

Dozens of sharp blades protruded from the top of the folding fan. Liu Lixue turned her hand back and the folding fan, which was originally only the size of a fan, suddenly became larger, and the sharp blade light chopped towards the osmanthus tree.

The originally flat ground cracked, and narrow cracks quickly spread out. Countless vines emerged from the cracks, with twisted bodies and sharp thorns, rushing towards Liu Lixue with bared fangs and claws.

Peacock's face turned cold, and when he was trying to find a way to dodge, someone grabbed his shoulders and threw him behind him.

The swordsman in white had dishevelled hair and a wide robe fluttering in the wind. He held the sword in one hand and thrust it into the ground.

The sword was silver in color and had a killing intent. Even someone like Liu Lixue who was not familiar with swords could tell that it was a famous sword.

The long sword was thrust into the ground, and the cold sword force turned into sharp blades that gathered into the shape of cirrus clouds, cutting through as many vines as possible with murderous intent.

Liu Lixue was stunned. He didn't notice the spiritual power fluctuations of this swordsman at all. He was like a mortal without spiritual roots.

But just relying on the sword's will, he was able to materialize the sword's will into a sharp blade and cut through those man-eating vines.

While Liu Lixue was stunned, the ground behind him suddenly collapsed, and dozens of vines stretched out from the sunken ground, twisting their bodies and attacking his back.

Ying Heng had to wait until Chunying transmitted the message before he could react. Before he could turn around to rescue her, he sensed a familiar fluctuation in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He is his apprentice.

She came quickly.

Su Xuan jumped down from the roof, grabbed Liu Lixue's shoulders and threw him onto the roof.

Fox stood side by side with him, clasped his hands around his chest and looked at him coldly, the disdain in his eyes was self-evident.

"You piece of crap! You can't even pull out a tree."

Liu Lixue's eyes twitched.

The blue-clothed swordsman descended from the sky, and the sword light cut in all directions, slicing through all the protruding vines.

Her figure was about to disappear.

"Master, I'll take care of these vines, you go cut down the trees!"

Ying Heng nodded: "Okay."

He drew out the Spring Shadow Sword, and a warm spiritual power came from behind him.

The spiritual power was extremely pure, and Ying Heng knew that it was the spiritual power passed on by his own disciple.

With spiritual power, he felt more at ease.

Ying Heng teleported away, and vines rushed towards him, but were cut off by Sandy. None of the thousands of vines could touch Ying Heng.

But in the blink of an eye, Ying Heng arrived in front of the osmanthus tree.

His eyes were cold.

"Haruka."

The Spring Shadow Sword flew out of his hand, and Ying Heng formed seals with both hands.

"Reverse the killing seal, fall!"

The sword gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a huge sword shadow that encompassed the entire City Lord's Mansion.

With terrifying pressure, the spiritual seal fell from the sky and landed on the tall osmanthus tree.

The osmanthus tree was crushed inch by inch, with cracks climbing up from the bottom and quickly spreading to the entire trunk.

The vines seemed to have sensed something and grew even crazier, until the entire courtyard was submerged by tens of thousands of vines.

They could not see Sandy and Ying Heng, but they could hear the sound of tree trunks breaking, the killing sound of swords, and feel the terrifying pressure.

Liu Lixue on the roof was about to kneel down, his knees felt weak, and Su Xuan cast a barrier around him while looking at him with disdain.

Liu Lixue trembled: "Who... who is this person..."

Even though he has no spiritual power at all, he was able to create such a powerful killing seal with the little spiritual power given by Sandy.

Su Xuan raised his chin slightly and said in a calm voice, "Immortal Lord Ying Heng."

Liu Lixue: “!”

He pointed at the vines that filled the courtyard and said, "Didn't Immortal Lord Ying Heng have his spiritual roots taken away?!"

He was shocked: "How can you tell me that he is an ordinary person without spiritual roots?!"

Su Xuan smiled softly and said, "Can you be an ordinary person if you can teach Dai Dai so well?"

Liu Lixue was dumbfounded.

At this moment, thousands of vines were cut off by the sword light that broke out from them.

Two people flew out of the yard.

Sang Dai said, "Su Xuan, bring Master Liu up here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Lixue was grabbed by the arm and dragged into the void by Su Xuan.

Sandy drew the sword with one hand and chopped it down with one blow. The cold sword light covered the courtyard like a tidal wave.

The house collapsed, the vines were strangled by the sword, and the broken vines flew everywhere.

Su Xuan threw a handful of karma fire and burned all the broken vines in the entire courtyard.

At the same time, the vines in the Linglongzhuang alleys seemed to have suddenly lost their vitality. The dark green vines quickly withered, the man-eating leaves wilted, and the sharp thorns were no longer scary.

Shen Ci Yu was wielding his sword to chop down the vines, and in the barrier behind him were the civilians of the entire Linglong Town.

But in the blink of an eye, the man-eating vines in front of them fell to the ground and dried up.

The monks were at a loss.

"Is this...dead?"

"How could he suddenly die? Wasn't he still alive just now?"

"This... this is too weird..."

Shen Ci Yu put away his sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

He knew why Sang Dai asked Liu Lixue to pull out the osmanthus tree.

And above the City Lord's Mansion, the karmic fire was still burning.

Liu Lixue asked numbly, "So... the vine itself is this osmanthus tree?"

But he looked at the flowers on the vine and they were not osmanthus.

Sang Dai put away the Zhiyu Sword, supported Ying Heng with one hand, and looked down at the ashes all over the ground in the courtyard.

"No, this osmanthus tree was originally an empty tree. The trunk has been empty for a long time. The vine is just living inside to protect itself. The real spirit of the osmanthus tree... is the pot of flowers that Wu Hanshu is holding."

Liu Lixue: “?”

He didn't understand at all: "What is that? How did that flower become an osmanthus flower again?"

Sang Dai conveyed Liu Lixue's words to Ying Heng.

Ying Heng knew the confusion of the young man. Although he could not see it, he explained in a gentle voice: "Han Shu and I are old friends, but we only planted this osmanthus tree. In the thirteenth year of Zheng Jing, the six of us planted it together. There was no pot of flowers. This vine can be divided, so what you just killed was not its original body. In the whole Linglong Town, only the City Lord's Mansion does not have vines, so the original body of the vine should be hidden here."

Liu Lixue was smart and figured it out quickly: "So you didn't plant that flower, but wasn't your promise to meet again when the flower blooms?"

"Yes." Ying Heng replied: "This sweet-scented osmanthus tree has spiritual consciousness. It was planted by A Xuan herself. Our agreement is -"

He paused and lowered his voice: "In the autumn of the third hundredth year, when the osmanthus trees are in bloom, we will keep our appointment."

But the osmanthus tree had long since died during these three hundred years.

It has not been cultivated into a spirit, but is just an ordinary osmanthus tree. Because it has been cultivated by Wei Shengxuan, it has more spiritual awareness than ordinary trees, but it is not enough to be cultivated into a spirit that can transform into a human form.

Therefore, its life span was not long. Wu Hanshu guarded the tree all these years and never waited for them to come for their appointment.

Liu Lixue said: "The osmanthus tree died, and the tree was just an empty shell. But the person behind the scenes appeared and revived the osmanthus tree's spirit and transplanted it into the pot of flowers. Wu Hanshu used his soul power to nourish the pot of flowers, so that the pot of flowers can bloom again?"

Ying Heng nodded: "Yes."

Liu Lixue: "Then the vine lived in the shell of the tree. Because the City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of the main city of Linglong Town, the vine took root in it and spread its body into the ground. It can move in any direction of Linglong Town and control the entire Linglong Town to the greatest extent."

"Yes, what this gentleman said is correct."

Liu Lixue was silent.

The karmic fire was completely extinguished at this moment, leaving only ashes on the ground.

The osmanthus tree that had lived for more than three hundred years was crushed to pieces by Ying Heng's Killing Seal, and then burned to ashes by Su Xuan's karmic fire.

Something was glowing in the huge pit.

Su Xuan went down first and came to the edge of the pit.

Sang Dai and Ying Heng followed, and Liu Lixue followed closely behind.

The little fox jumped into the pit and picked up the glowing thing.

It was a vine. It was not burned by the karmic fire, but it was very weak. It emitted a faint light. The part that covered its body was destroyed. It was seriously injured by the karmic fire and lost the ability to differentiate again.

Liu Lixue pointed at the vine and said, "That's it. When I was attacked in the City Lord's Mansion, this flowering vine was right there!"

In the entire Linglongyuan, all the vines are differentiated from this main vine. They have no consciousness and only know how to devour the four sufferings. However, this vine has subjective consciousness and can control those vines, and it can bloom.

Liu Lixue picked up the vine in Su Xuan's palm. It shrunk in size and was now only the size of a sword.

There are seven flowers on the vine, all of which have bloomed.

It struggled slightly and was squeezed tightly by Liu Lixue.

"You dare to bite me? Do you know who I am? I'm going to take you back to make medicine!"

The vines trembled.

Su Xuan took it and handed it to Sang Dai: "Daidai, take it. The flowers on this vine are a bit strange. It seems that they have suffered a lot before they bloomed. Let's go back and take a look."

Sandy responded: "Okay."

Chang Mang tied up the vine and put it into her Qiankun bag.

Liu Lixue: “…”

He was heartbroken: "Okay, okay, now that you haven't gotten married yet, my Lord, you don't care about me at all."

Su Xuanya didn't even look at him, his eyes were fixed in the distance.

A man was sitting on the roof, holding a pot of flowers and looking towards them.

He saw the entire melee, but did not step forward to stop it. He continued to sit calmly on the roof, allowing them to destroy the osmanthus tree and demolish his courtyard.

Liu Lixue also saw Wu Hanshu, and the talkative Peacock fell silent.

Sandy sent a message to Ying Heng.

Ying Heng was silent for a moment, then said, "Daidai, wait for Master here. Master will be back soon."

"good."

Ying Heng jumped onto the Chunying Sword and flew towards the roof where Wu Hanshu was.

Wu Hanshu held the pot of flowers and drank for three whole days, and now he was drunk.

If Ying Heng had not lost all five senses, the first thing he would have seen would be the black lines covering Wu Hanshu's neck and face.

He was not in a clear mind, and there was a dead air all over his body. He looked up at Ying Heng.

He saw that Ying Heng had lost all his senses, and after laughing, he sent a message to him: "Brother Ying Xian."

Ying Heng pursed his lips and replied, "Brother."

Wu Hanshu held the flowers in his arms, and the flowers had already bloomed.

But it was not osmanthus, it was just an ordinary magnolia flower, but the spirit of the osmanthus tree was contained in this magnolia flower.

He murmured, "It's been three hundred years. The tree is dead, and you haven't come yet..."

Four died, one was missing, and one kept their promise alone.

Ying Heng asked back: "Why bother? If you hadn't guarded this pot of flowers, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

Wu Hanshu suddenly laughed: "You have forgotten a lot of things. In fact, if I don't keep this pot of flowers, I won't live long."

Ying Heng's mind is indeed confused. I don't know why he said that.

He remembers a lot of things, but also doesn't remember a lot of things. The things he forgets seem to be very important, but he just can't remember them.

Wu Hanshu's strength to speak was much weaker, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I have not had any talent in my life. When I was young, I had a bad temper and offended many people. I don't have many friends. If I hadn't saved the previous city lord, I wouldn't have been able to take the position of Linglongzhen City Lord."

"But I have made five extremely talented friends in this life. You didn't mind my bad temper or my mood swings. You taught me how to practice and drank with me. I will never forget the year I spent in Linglong Village."

Ying Heng fumbled and sat down beside him. He asked, "The four of them died, and I was accused of destroying the Guixu spiritual vein. Brother, you should have forgotten it."

Wu Hanshu had no strength left, so he leaned against the beam and stared at the dazzling sunlight.

"I can't forget it..." Wu Hanshu whispered, "I know...you are all right..."

His voice was very low: "So many people died in Linglong Town, but actually... I did nothing wrong..."

"Brother Xian, you will understand everything. You will understand everything in the future... That is destiny, you will remember it..."

Ying Heng asked softly, "Why do you say that? I have indeed forgotten many things. Brother, can you tell me?"

But he waited for a long time and there was no response from Wu Hanshu.

Ying Heng lowered his eyes. He could hear no sound, feel no breeze or sunshine, and was only filled with confusion.

Chunying's sword spirit told him: "He is dead."

Ying Heng said nothing.

Chunying also said: "The flowers are dead too."

Ying Heng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The flower was able to bloom only thanks to Wu Hanshu's spiritual power. When he died, the flower died with him.

When Sandy and others flew to the roof, they heard faint whispers.

She bent down and moved closer to Ying Heng, and then she could hear clearly what he was saying.

"So I'm the only one left..."

Sandy looked at Wu Hanshu who was standing beside her.

His face was covered with black lines, looking scary, but there was a smile on the corners of his lips.

The flowers in my arms withered, and the words were written on the flowerpot.

It was planted in the 13th year of Zheng Jing.

Sandy didn't know what happened to the six of them in Linglong Village, what kind of friendship could allow him to guard the osmanthus tree for so many years, and after the tree died, he made a deal with the devil and used his soul power to raise a pot of flowers that were resurrected by the Four Bitternesses.

When the flowers bloom, his old friend will come to keep the appointment.

But the only one who came was Ying Heng.

There was a Buddhist monk behind him, and Sandy looked back.

Tan Huai went to the Zen sect to get reinforcements to help treat the injured, and has just returned.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Wu Hanshu who had already died.

Wu Hanshu committed suicide. The four sufferings were about to devour his sanity. He did not want to become a madman consumed by the four sufferings, so when he realized he was going mad a few days ago, he severed his own heart arteries. With his seriously injured body, he waited for so many days until this flower bloomed.

The Buddhist monk put his hands together, bowed his head and said, "Amitabha."

Sandy suddenly felt lost.

When the flowers bloomed, the ones who showed up were Ying Heng, as well as her and Tan Huai, two old friends.

Does this count as the six of them meeting again?