The bonfire was rising, and the cracked dead branches were "cracking". It seemed very abrupt in this quiet night, but Xia Mang's heart was very peaceful.
Luo Zi is as calm as a fairy and rarely speaks. She has never even asked Xia Mang about his origin or name, and Xia Mang is also very silent. In fact, he enjoys this feeling. At this moment, he has a bonfire to warm himself up and is accompanied by a beautiful woman.
What a wonderful thing it was for him.
His heart is wild and unruly, but he longs for the tranquility as quiet as the night, just like at this moment, just like the immortal Luo Zi.
In Xia Mang's heart, this is the most beautiful time. He hopes that time will stand still and condense this moment into eternity.
The next day, Xia Mang picked off an Immortal Fruit and handed it to Luo Zi.
In the evening, Xia Mang asked if his cultivation had recovered, but Luo Zi still shook his head. On the third day, he picked off an Immortal Fruit again and handed it to Luo Zi. When asked in the evening, Luo Zi's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and then slowly
Shake his head slowly.
On the fourth day, Xia Mang wanted to pick the Fairy Fruit, but Luo Zi refused.
Xia Mang frowned, but didn't say much.
…
The outside world is turbulent and the situation is turbulent, but the bottom of the abyss is as quiet as a winter night, and like the long river of time flowing slowly, without waves or waves.
From that day on, Luo Zi not only rejected the Immortal Fruit, but strangely, she rarely practiced anymore. Most of the time, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she only occasionally glanced at Xia Mang.
Xia Mang, on the other hand, was meditating in meditation, sometimes opening his eyes and staring blankly at the fog that covered the sky.
Luo Zi was as cold as a fairy, while Xia Mang was aloof and silent. There seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two. They just stayed with each other and neither of them spoke, as if they were afraid of destroying the quiet atmosphere.
It's an extremely subtle feeling.
The sun sets and the stars sink, time is like water, and five days have passed in the blink of an eye.
"Do you want to leave Kurongyuan?" Luo Zi stared at Xia Mang with clear eyes and suddenly spoke. Her voice was clear, like the sound of nature, and extremely pleasant to the ear.
Xia Mang was startled, shook his head, and said: "You haven't recovered yet. With my cultivation, you can't get out at all. How can you leave? Besides... this Kurongyuan is quiet as I like, don't worry..." He paused.
, laughing at himself: "So what if I leave, I still can't escape after all..."
There were too many people chasing him outside, and when he got out, there would be fierce killings. He longed for this kind of peace, and even though he knew it was temporary, he still missed it and didn't want to leave just like that.
"Quiet?"
Luo Zi frowned slightly, "As old as you are, you should be at the age when you are frivolous and eager for passion. How can you endure the loneliness of the abyss?"
"What does this mean?"
Xia Mang smiled, looked at Luo Zi, and suddenly said: "You don't look much older than me, why do you seem to be looking down on me when you speak?"
Luo Zi frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
"How old are you?" Xia Mang stared at Luo Zi and suddenly said, he felt that Luo Zi should be two or three years older than him, but when he thought about it again, he felt that something was wrong. Luo Zi's cultivation level had probably reached the peak.
Fuyao realm.
A Fuyao realm expert in his twenties?
That's incredible.
Xia Mang shook his head, denying his thoughts.
Luo Zi was silent and did not speak.
Xia Mang was startled and then became speechless. Yes, how could he ask a woman's age? It was indeed rude.
He smiled and didn't ask any more questions, and the two fell silent.
After a while, Xia Mang suddenly spoke, "You don't want to leave?"
Luo Zi was silent for a moment and said softly: "So what if I leave? For me, it doesn't matter where I am. After all, I can't escape the prison of fate..."
Xia Mang raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.
"Your name is Xia Mang?" Luo Zi looked at Xia Mang and frowned: "Do you have many enemies? Those young men seem to be... very hostile to you?"
"You haven't heard of me?" Xia Mang was startled. He felt that he should be very famous. After all, he had been the Xia Emperor for seven days, okay? He was a little speechless. Could it be that Luo Zi had been living in the mountains and old forests before?
Not successful?
Xia Mang cursed and couldn't figure it out.
"Why should I have heard of you? Are you famous?" Luo Zi glanced at him and said calmly: "I rarely go out."
Xia Mang suddenly understood, then he smiled and said: "It's hard to talk about being famous, but the word 'Xia Mang' should have been spread all over the world a few years ago..."
Luo Zi's beautiful eyes flickered and she remained silent.
"However, I have never heard of the name Luo Zi..." Xia Mang muttered.
At the bottom of the Kurong Abyss, there is a cliff that seals away demons, and the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
In the next half month, Luo Zi still did not practice, and neither did Xia Mang, but there was little communication between the two and they were silent most of the time.
This is due to their personalities. Neither of them are enthusiastic people. Time slowly slipped away in this weird atmosphere.
In fact, Xia Mang was quite curious. Luo Zi was still injured. Not only did she refuse the Immortal Fruit, but she also refused to devote herself to healing her injuries. Did she really want to stay in Kurongyuan forever?
On this day, Xia Mang got up and was about to pick up some dead branches for the bonfire in the evening. Luo Zi glanced at him and suddenly said: "You can go."
Xia Mang was startled.
"call out!"
Before he could react, Luo Zi's long jade hands reached out, grabbed his shoulders, and flew up into the sky, passing through the fog.
Penetrating the clouds and breaking the moon, galloping like lightning!
When Xia Mang came back to his senses, he was back in the desolate demon forest and in front of the Kurong Abyss. Xia Mang was stunned for a moment, looked at Luo Zi and said, "When did your cultivation recover?"
He could clearly see that Luo Zi had never practiced in the past half month, which meant that her injury was definitely not recovered recently!
"After taking the third Immortal Fruit, your injury has healed?" Xia Mang frowned and asked.
Luo Zi turned a deaf ear to this. She was silent for a moment and said, "What are your plans?"
Luo Zi chose to evade and did not want to answer. Xia Mang was also very sensible and did not ask further questions. He shrugged and said with a smile: "Of course I am playing a life and death game with those guys in this chaotic place..."
There are too many demons who want to kill him, and now the battle at Wangqing Mountain has directly "sealed the demon". It is not difficult to imagine that once he leaves the desolate demon forest and reappears in the Demonic City of Lihen, those guys will definitely swarm over.
, you can imagine how crazy it would be in such a scene.
Luo Zi stared at Xia Mang, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and said: "If you are willing, you can come with me..."
"With you?" Xia Mang was stunned, then narrowed his eyes and smiled: "We seem a bit inappropriate, and it seems too early..."
Luo Zi was stunned, and soon understood what Xia Mang meant. A flash of anger flashed across her eyes. Finally, she could no longer maintain her cool attitude. She glared at Xia Mang, "What are you thinking about? I mean... I want to give it to you."
Introducing a master may help you save your life..."
Her aloofness and arrogance, her coldness as a lotus, finally dissipated a lot under Xia Mang's jokes, and the flash of anger in her beautiful eyes made her look a lot more "down-to-earth".
"Master?"
Xia Mang laughed heartily, "I, Xia Mang, never need a master. Besides, looking at the world, who is qualified to be my master, Xia Mang?"
He has a tall and straight posture, jet-black hair, eyebrows like knives, and eyes like lightning. He has a kind of unruliness, and even more frivolousness, which is overlooking and overbearing!
Who can be my teacher?
In one word, you are full of arrogance and unparalleled domineering!