Chapter 222: Eloping?

Nine years, nine years!

Xuerou was the cultivation of the seven layers of Dharma nine years ago, but nine years later, it is now able to break through to the one layer of Taikoo, and the foundation of these layers is still extremely unstable.

According to common sense, with Xuerou's qualifications and the cultivation of Qingxinling, it is impossible for her to break through to the ancient level in nine years, at least to break through the realm of the supreme. Even if she can't break through the realm of the supreme, it will not be so far away.

Zhan Feng looks at it in his eyes and hurts in his heart.

He knows very well that the reason why Xue Rou has been unable to break through is because of him.

Thinking of this, Zhan Feng felt more guilty.

......

After staying in the inn, Zhan Feng began to wait for a suitable time. With another Zhan Feng present, he did not dare to do anything to avoid attracting the attention and suspicion of another Zhan Feng.

After a long time, another Zhan Feng left with a subordinate with a smile.

For a long time, Zhan Feng was convinced that another Zhan Feng had left and gone far away, releasing his consciousness and exploring Xuerou's room.

It was found that there were only two people in Xuerou's room, and the other was a middle-aged woman, a super strong man in a hidden state.

Guan Xuerou's attitude and expression towards the hidden strong man and Zhan Feng judged that this middle-aged woman should be Xue Rou's master, Fei Xue Venerable.

Venerable Feixue looked at his only disciple, with a haggard look on his face, and he sighed helplessly: "rou er, why are you suffering? How good is the disciple of the Dragon Tiger? At a young age, he has the seven-level cultivation of Taikoo, and his character and morality... He is very good in all aspects. Why are you disobedient? The martial artist you mentioned hasn't appeared yet. I'm afraid he has forgotten you or died somewhere. What are you still thinking about?

In the tone, although there is a feeling of hatred that iron does not become steel, it is more regretful.

Xue Rou raised her head slightly, looked at the master she had always respected, her eyes full of disappointment, and asked, "Master, if you were not allowed to marry Master Longhu at the beginning, but let you marry another person you didn't know at all, how would you choose?"

Fly Snow opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know how to refute the disciple's words...

Then, Xuerou's eyes showed a firm look and affirmed, "I believe him. He will definitely come to me!"

"Hey..."

Venerable Feixue sighed, shook his head, got up and left the inn.

How can she, a master, not want her apprentice to marry a beloved? But life is impermanent, and not everything can be satisfactory.

After Feixue's Venerable left, Xuerou couldn't hold on any longer, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks. Although she had just said that, she was also a little uncertain.

It's been nine years, and she hasn't heard any news about Zhan Feng!

Did Zhan Feng really forget her? Or is it true that Zhan Feng is dead as the liar said?

Seeing this, Zhan Feng couldn't wait any longer. He flashed and appeared in Xue Rou's room.

In order not to disturb others, Zhan Feng waved his hand and arranged the next prohibition, banning the real room, and the sound in the room could not be heard. If someone peeped from the outside, if his cultivation was not as high as him, he could not spy out anything at all.

turned back to its original face, came to Xuerou's bed and gently patted Xuerou's back.

Xue Rou was shocked and became alert in an instant. She disappeared in **, stared coldly at Zhan Feng and scolded, "What do you want to do?"

Zhan Feng was slightly stunned and suddenly understood that Xue Rou regarded him as another Zhan Feng and couldn't help shaking her head and smiling bitterly.

Then, Zhan Feng took a deep breath, stared at Xue Rou, and said softly, "Rouer, I'm Zhan Feng, the real Zhan Feng. Nine years, I've come to you."

Xue Rou was shocked when she heard the words, but she still stared at Zhan Feng coldly, showing an expression of disbelief. She laughed and said, "You don't act anymore. You have used this trick many times. It's useless. I will never believe it!"

Zhan Feng was helpless when he heard this, but he also understood that Xue Rou was afraid that she had not suffered a lot from another Zhan Feng over the years.

After sett down, Zhan Feng's mind was running fast, thinking about how to prove his identity?

Slowly, Zhan Feng's eyes lit up and slowly talked about the experience of the two meeting...

At the beginning, Xue Rou heard the experience of the two, with a contemptuous look in her eyes. Because of this move, the liar had used him many times. But every time it comes to the end, it is difficult to justify herself, which makes her more disgust with the liar.

But this time, she listened, and the contempt in her eyes gradually disappeared and turned into a soft gaze...

And when Zhan Feng talked about the deep mountains and ancient temples, Xue Rou couldn't help jumping into Zhan Feng's arms, and tears couldn't stop sliding down.

Zhan Feng hugged the beetle in his arms, stroked her long soft hair, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Xue Rou didn't say anything, but just cried, as if to vent all the grievances in her heart.

......

For a long time, Xuerou stopped crying and found that her tears made Zhan Feng's clothes blush, a little embarrassed, and struggled slightly to get out of Zhan Feng's arms.

But Zhan Feng was reluctant to hold her tightly and still didn't let go.

Xue Rou struggled for a while, but did not break free, so she stopped struggling. She quietly snuggled up in Zhan Feng's arms and enjoyed the sudden warmth.

"Is this dreaming?"

Xue Rou snuggled up in Zhan Feng's arms, with a happy face and muttering.

Zhan Feng picked up Xue Rou's face, stared at her affectionately, and said softly, "This is not a dream."

After saying that, he gradually kissed Xue Rou.

Xue Rou was a little nervous, and her delicate body trembled a little, but she did not escape, just slowly closed her eyes.

......

After a while, Xue Rou lay in Zhan Feng's arms, with a trace of blush on her pretty face and a little shortness of breath.

turned his head and stared at Zhan Feng affectionately, as if he had made some major decision, and said firmly, "Zhan Feng, let's elope!"

Zhan Feng was stunned at first, then looked at Xue Rou with a serious face and asked, "Are you sure this is your truth?"

Xue Rou was a little nervous by Zhan Feng's seriousness, but she still nodded firmly: "Qingxinling is no longer the previous Qingxinling, and even the master has changed. I have nothing to miss. Let's elope."

Although the tone was firm, Zhan Feng found that when talking about Qingxinling, Xue Rou's eyes still flashed slightly and was a little reluctant.

Zhan Feng understood Xue Rou's thoughts, looked at Xue Rou and shook his head.

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