Chapter 370 Suffering

Half a year is not long or short, but the eagerness to return home is the most difficult.

Maybe the return period is approaching, or maybe I am homesick. Just when the agreed period is approaching, Xia Houtian does not have the calmness of the past. He can't walk on the beach and can't calm down.

"Sister, big brother, is there anything wrong with him?" Looking at Xia Houtian walking on the beach in the sunset, Lan Xin couldn't help but be a little worried and said to Zixin beside him.

"No, my heart, you think too much. God, he will be fine."

Recently, Zixin also faintly felt that Xia Houtian was a little distracted, but every time he mentioned it, he got a comforting look, and there was nothing else.

"God, what are you thinking? Do you know how much I want to share the burden with you."

Under the setting sun, waves of sea water hit the soft beach, and a touch of afterglow illuminate the somewhat hesitant figure of Xia Houtian.

The return period is approaching. What Xia Houtian thinks of the most is Bingying's vague but somewhat vague figure. Counting at his fingers, it has been seven or eight cold and eight days since the spiritual realm of thousands of blood.

"Ice girl, how are you doing? I will not give up the ten-year appointment. Even with Zixin, I will not give up our vows!"

At this moment, Xia Houtian, but twenty-seven or twenty-eight, is already the master of the Yuanying period. Even the Middle-earth where the way of cultivation of immortals is popular is regarded as a hegemon. Maybe there is still some gap with Bingying's father, but it will not be much.

From ancient times to the present, I'm afraid that Xia Houtian is the first person to be able to condense Yuanying so quickly. Jiedan and Ningying are the two major problems faced by immortals. However, by chance, Xiahou Tian spent a very easy time with deep luck, which can be said to be the proud son of heaven.

In Dantian, the one- or three-inch little man's eyes were closed, as if it were a pocket version of Xia Houtian. There was such harmony and nature between the movement and silence. The little man's five hearts were facing the sky, holding the book slips of Hongmengjing in one hand, pinching the secret in the other hand, sitting on the Qipin lotus platform, and the two flying swords in front of him swirling around, which can be said to be full of treasures!

In the sea of knowledge, a golden ball slowly rotates, and a stream of divine consciousness surrounds it, as if it is supplementing something, over and over again, without stopping.

"God, the python is back!"

A gentle call awakened Xia Houtian from his inner vision. I don't know when the sunset was long gone, and the night slowly opened, but tonight was dim by the stars. Obviously, it was not a wonderful night.

"The python is back, and I'm going back!"

A moment later, where Xia Houtian lived, a middle-aged man sat in the living room, next to Li Fang and Ping Batian and others, talking about something, which seemed to be very harmonious.

"Butterfly, what's the gain this time?"

"I dare not say the harvest, but..."

Just as the python was about to say the following, he felt a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and immediately stopped, with a little joy on his face.

"Tinconta, you're back. Is it going well this time?"

"I've seen the Lord, the Lord!"

"Don't be polite. You'd better sit down and talk about it first!" Zixin has long been surprised by the python's behavior. I have to say that the python is a little rigid in some aspects.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Everyone did a good job, and the python stood up again and slowly said everything on this trip: "To the Lord, half a month ago, Master Qin finally built a perfect foundation. When the opportunity comes, he can form a golden elixir and become a venerable!"

"Oh? Yuaner is very careful. I don't know what's wrong with Miss Fanghua?"

"Miss Fanghua is tired of everything in the immortal world. She chooses to hide. As for the place, her subordinates are not allowed to come. Only Master Qin knows."

"Hence, since she can see through it, it's rare. It's really thanks to you this time!"

"The Lord is graced. Even if the python is crushed to pieces, he is still doing it, but he just runs around a little, and he dares not say a thank you to the Lord!"

Xia Houtian took out a jade box and casually broke the ban on the jade box. A cyan red pill lay quietly in the middle of the jade box, and a faint fragrance spread, and everyone was refreshed!

"The python, this is a sharp bone elixir, which is refined from dozens of elixirs. When it is transformed, it can increase the probability of two layers. Take it!"

The jade box slowly hung in the air, as if there was a force supporting it, and slowly stopped in front of the python. Looking at the simple elixir in front of him, the python was a little frightened: "The Lord doesn't need to do this. I just did what I should do. I can't be rewarded like this!"

"Take it!" Xia Houtian shouted hard, and there was a trace of irresistible momentum in his words.

When the python saw this, he also knew what to do. He slowly closed the jade box with both hands, put the ban on it, and put it in his arms.

"Thank you, Lord!"

You should know that most of the monsters are based on the body. Many elixirs for immortals have little effect. The limited number of elixirs are also extremely difficult to refine. This sharp bone elixir is one of the few. Several elixirs that can have an effect on monsters can be said to be more difficult. It requires not only enough cultivation, but also needs time. The location is indispensable, but the sharp bone elixir can increase the chance of winning. It can be seen that this elixir is rare.

Since the python recognized the Lord, it has been working hard and complaining. In many cases, it has played an unimaginable role. It can be said that it is a great contribution. Xia Houtian has always wanted to give some, but he has never had a chance. This time it is the most appropriate.

"The python, I don't know if there is any news about it?"

Over the years, in addition to secretly protecting Qin Yuan, the python side has only found a way to return to Middle-earth and the existence of ten thousand years of immortal spring. At this time, since the return period is approaching, only ten thousand immortal spring makes Xia Houtian worried.

"I am ashamed and have found nothing, but according to the news from the Night Inn, it seems that the spring has long been damaged in ancient times. As for whether it still exists, it is unknown!"

"Oh."

Xia Houtian's lost look fell into the eyes of the python, but he was so helpless and sighed for his incompetence.

"Don't worry, Lord. As long as there is still this thing in the world, can it be found one day!"

" Well, in that case, you go down and have a rest first."

"Yes, Lord!"

Just as the python was about to walk out of the door, Xia Houtian seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped him: "The python, there is one more thing that needs to ask for your opinion!"

"Lord, please say it!" The python stopped and looked at Xia Houtian with a doubtful face.

"This time you come back, don't leave. After half a month, I will return to Middle-earth, but I don't know if you are willing to go together?"

"What? Did the Lord find the way to return?

"Yes, that's why I want to ask, would you like to go with me?"

"Congratulations to the Lord for getting what he wants, and naturally go together!"

"Okay, you go down and have a rest first. I'll call you then."

"I'm leaving!"

After the python left, Li Fang immediately said, "Brother, this python is not only profound, but also valuable to be loyal, which is very useful!"

"Brother Li's words are not true, and I also have a deep feeling. It's really rare to do things calmly and well-organized!" Pingbatian also echoed with the voice.

"Two brothers, when did you agree like this?" Lan Xin said playfully.

"Hahaha, do you have it?" The two said in one voice, as if it was getting darker and darker.

In the dead of night, everyone left one after another, leaving only Xia Houtian and Zixin, who were still sitting here. For a long time, Zixin said slowly, "God, can you walk with me?"

"Ye-huh!"

The forest at night seems quieter, and only the occasional gusts of breeze echoes in my ears.

"God, you seem to be a little restless and distracted recently?"

"Zimei, I'm fine. You don't have to worry."

Suddenly, Zixin, who walked in parallel, suddenly stopped and was silent, with tears in his eyes.

"Zimei, what's wrong with you? I'm really fine. Don't worry!"

Zixin's tears, like a sharp sword, constantly stinged Xia Houtian's heart and hurriedly comforted him.

"God, do you know? I've always been scared?"

"Zimei, with me, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that one day you will disappear, and I'm afraid that you will ignore me. God, I'm really..."

Hearing Zi Xin's urgent words, Xia Houtian didn't know how to comfort him. In a hurry, it was an affectionate kiss.

Infinite love emanates in the forest, as if the cool evening breeze has no strength at all. The two of them are selfless and constantly asking for and responding.

After a long time, the two were reluctant to separate. Zixin's face turned red, as if it were a mature cherry. Anyone wanted to take a bite!

As if he felt something, Zixin pretended to be angry and said, "God, what are you looking at? Don't look!"

"No, can't I even look at the woman I love? Oh, my God, why am I so miserable, hey!"

Xia Houtian's pretentiousness made Zixin even more angry. It was just now that he took advantage of him, but he actually said so. A pair of weak pink fists kept slapping Xia Houtian's hard iron chest.

"Hahaha, Zimei, stop it. Otherwise, I will, huh?"

"It's so bad!"

Zixin collapsed weakly in Xia Houtian's arms and experienced the continuous love of his beloved, as if he were drunk.

"God, do you remember? In the Ice God Palace, you made me understand what protection and responsibility are. I hope you can cherish yourself, at least there is one person who is always worried about you and cares about you!"

"Well, I understand, I understand, but when I think of returning to Middle-earth, I feel a little sorry for Bingying, hey!"

"God, don't worry about it. Trust me, I'll solve it!"

"You?"

As the saying goes, three women play one play, not to mention two such strong women. Thinking of this, Xia Houtian feels a headache!

"Zimei, don't worry, I will never be sorry for you. Don't worry, it's a big deal. I'll divide me in two!"

Zixin immediately covered Xia Houtian's mouth with his hand and gently said in his ear, "Don't say that. God, I feel even more uncomfortable watching you suffer like this, but I understand that I really can't live without you, really!"

Xia Houtian tightened his arm, hoping that with his own strength, he could make Zixin feel a trace of support and no longer hesitate and worry.

After half a sound, Xia Houtian didn't seem to feel the trembling of the person in his arms. A trace of smooth breathing came. Zixin actually fell asleep in his arms and looked at the haggard people in his arms. Xia Houtian shook his head helplessly, carried Zhenyuan, and protected Zixin in it, so as not to wake him up when he moved. Slowly. Walk slowly to the residence.