Zhou Xingdou could see Luo Hanyi's loneliness. He realized that he had been too selfish these days, neglecting his senior sister most of the time.
This made him feel a little sad, so he could only hold her hand tightly and walk with her through every beautiful spot in the Zhou family compound.
"Isn't it beautiful? This whole place belongs to you; you are its mistress."
Zhou Xingdou smiled gently, looking at Luo Hanyi's beautiful eyes, which had brightened with the beautiful scenery, and slowly said.
At this moment, Luo Hanyi withdrew her gaze from the beautiful scenery and instead focused her beautiful eyes on Zhou Xingdou's face:
“I’m not happy because they are mine. I’m happy because you’re seeing this with me. We’re in the scene together. Nothing else matters.”
At this point, Luo Hanyi's beautiful face blossomed into a smile:
"To me, the most beautiful scenery is where you and I are."
At that moment, Zhou Xingdou's heart skipped a beat. He pulled Luo Hanyi into his arms, his silver eyes losing their sharpness and becoming indifferent, yet turbulent as he said:
"Born with the best fortune, and blessed by heaven to receive the warmth of winter clothes."
Luo Hanyi pinched Zhou Xingdou's nose and burst out laughing:
"If you don't have the literary flair, don't even try to write a sentence. It's utter nonsense and sounds awful."
Zhou Xingdou chuckled, pulled Luo Hanyi into his arms and held her tightly, unwilling to let go even a little. He tilted his head and raised his eyes, saying:
"I think it's alright, at least it rhymes, right?"
"Yes, yes, junior brother is the best."
Luo Hanyi could only reluctantly agree, then gave Zhou Xingdou a light kiss on the lips before leaning against his chest and continuing:
"I like anything that's made for me."
Zhou Xingdou also lowered his head and touched Luo Hanyi's fragrant hair, but his heart was full of guilt. After all, he had really let down his senior sister and owed her a lot.
Moreover, he has no way to make up for it, because he cannot afford to be too sentimental or spend every day by Luo Hanyi's side.
But the Zhou family was indeed too cold and distant for Luo Hanyi. All Zhou Xingdou could do was take Luo Hanyi back as soon as possible.
"Let's return to the Xuantian Dao Sect tomorrow."
Luo Hanyi's eyes visibly lit up, but she remained extremely obedient as she spoke:
"I'll do whatever you want. I'll go wherever you want."
Stephen Chow couldn't help but crack a joke:
"Now you understand the bitterness of 'marrying a chicken, following the chicken; marrying a dog, following the dog,' right?"
Luo Hanyi was not to be outdone, raising an eyebrow:
"Then aren't you a chicken or a dog?"
Zhou Xingdou didn't care; he would directly inflict 800 damage on the enemy while losing 1000 damage himself.
"So, should you be called Mrs. Chicken? Or Mrs. Dog?"
But no sooner had she finished speaking than Zhou Xingdou's soft flesh at the waist was pinched and twisted hard by a jade-like hand...
Meanwhile, in a void passage, Qin Ming opened his long-sealed eyes. Countless divine lights and laws surrounded him. His majestic body was solemn and dignified, yet it also contained endless fierce and malevolent power.
Beneath his body, countless withered black bone fragments, radiating endless ominous will, had long since piled up like a sea. The residual power within the sea of bones caused all laws to retreat, daring not to be touched.
Qin Ming looked in the direction of the Zhou family, a hint of emotion flickering in his incredibly weathered eyes:
Are you leaving?
But that fleeting hint of emotion vanished in an instant, and then a slight smile appeared on the face that had chilled countless beings in the Chaos Domain:
"It's time to let those two little ones out of seclusion."
The people Qin Ming was referring to were Yuan Tian and Fahai, who had been imprisoned in a secret realm for training after arriving at the Zhou family with Zhou Xingdou.
A single thought can transform an ocean into a mulberry field.
A little over a month has passed in the outside world, but countless years have already passed in that secret realm.
Qin Ming's eyes flickered slightly, as if piercing through everything, reflecting the scenery within the secret realm.
In the darkness, Buddha's light filled the heavens and earth. Fahai sat solemnly on a lotus throne, his appearance dignified, with a Buddha's light and Dharma wheel seemingly turning behind him.
What was most surprising was that the dragon that had crossed his shoulders had disappeared, replaced by a huge golden holy dragon that coiled around him, and countless demons dared not take a single step forward.
Opposite to Fahai was Yuan Tian, who was holding a whisk in one hand and forming a hand seal with the other. The sea of talismans transformed into a platform that lifted him up.
As the hand seals shifted, the Dharma flowed like a tide. Complex and ancient Dao seals, like ancient divine mountains suppressing the world, fell like shooting stars. Wherever they landed, evil spirits vanished and misfortune crumbled.
Even Qin Ming couldn't help but nod slightly upon seeing this situation. Not counting the original evil spirits, he later threw in quite a few more high-level evil spirits.
Among them were beings comparable to Heavenly Venerables, but now, even those of the Venerable level have been wiped out by the two without the Venerables needing to lift a finger.
Now they have grown enough to be qualified to protect the young master of the Zhou family and barely qualify as his guardians.
Qin Ming slightly beckoned with his palm, and a passage connecting to an unknown alien realm split open in the void in front of him.
Fahai and Yuan Tian, who were sitting in the void displaying their divine power, suddenly felt an irresistible suction force coming towards them. When they regained their senses, a towering figure appeared before them.
Both Fahai and Yuan Tian were stunned for a moment until they saw the face of the figure surrounded by billions of divine light and Dao principles. Only then did their long-forgotten memories suddenly erupt.
Yuan Tian's breathing quickened, and he hurriedly bowed:
"Greetings, Emperor Qin! I am deeply grateful for this extraordinary opportunity bestowed upon me!"
Fahai also bowed in reverence, but his words were much shorter:
"Thank you, Emperor Qin, for helping me attain enlightenment!"
Qin Ming's expression remained unchanged; he simply said with utmost indifference:
“You don’t need to thank me, thank yourselves. Without an overwhelming will, how could you have survived for hundreds of years in that place?”
Upon hearing this, Yuan Tian and Fahai couldn't help but exchange a glance, a glance that contained a great deal of emotion.
Yes, hundreds of years have passed, and they can't even remember exactly how long it has been; they've become somewhat numb to it.
For hundreds of years, every day has been a matter of life and death, and the two have supported each other to survive to this day.
The constant threat of death and the life-or-death situation were almost daily occurrences for the two of them, to the point that they couldn't even remember the last time they had spoken.
Because there is no free time or safe place, any sound or the slightest distraction can be fatal!
They constantly improved themselves amidst life and death, relying on each other until their tacit understanding reached a point where words were no longer needed, and wherever the Dao Seal went, the Buddha's light would protect them.
"Follow the passage forward, and you will reach the Zhou family again. The young master plans to return to the Xuantian Dao Sect tomorrow. You two should remember your mission."
After speaking, Qin Ming closed his eyes again and said nothing more. Only the countless divine lights of the Dao principles blocked the endless darkness behind him.
Yuan Tian and Fahai nodded in agreement and then bowed to Qin Ming again, because they knew that the precious medicine that could revive the dead and heal the bones, as well as the valuable Buddhist and Taoist scriptures in that secret realm, did not appear out of thin air.
After thanking Qin Ming, Yuan Tian turned to look at Fahai:
"Should I call you Fahai now, or Mahoraga?"
Fahai remained expressionless, gently stroking the holy dragon head wrapped around his body, and slowly said:
"Mahākṣā is Fahāṣā, but Fahāṣā is not Mahākṣā..."
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