You really plan not to go back?

if not?

Looking at the quaint teahouse in front of him, Xihe turned around and went up to the second floor and sat down by the window.

What would the guest order? the shop waiter stepped forward.

A pot of tea. In response, Xihe rested his chin and admired the scenery outside the window alone.

Downstairs is facing the bustling street of Shifang. Although it is late, it does not have any impact on the business here. The teahouse is crowded with people, shouting and shouting one after another, and it is prosperous.

Go up if you like it, if you don't like it down, what are you doing now? Gouzi was a little annoyed.

Momochiji. It's not like you anymore.

Xihe... was speechless.

However, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on her face: Thousands of years, dog, if I leave, what should I do if I leave him alone?

Not a few years, decades, but thousands of years.

The seasons change, the stars and rivers turn, and a person wanders alone in the world, how hopeless it is.

No matter how cruel and heartless she is, her heart softens when she thinks about it.

I'm a little bit reluctant.

Xihe sighed faintly, so she would rather be cruel now than he would suffer alone later.

Gouzi jumped out, sat down across the table, and yelled at her: Are you him? How do you know he's not happy? Pain or sweetness, he has the final say. Why do you make decisions for him? Let's talk.

Gouzi snorted coldly: He's in good condition, how do you know he won't change his mind after thousands of years?

Wouldn't it be nice to find a tenderer and fresher one then?

You take yourself too seriously. Gouzi concluded.

Xihe...

She squinted at the dog and sneered: What's wrong with my mother's importance to me? I really think that everyone is as heartless as you, except to eat and eat. Say, have you moved my stock again?

Gouzi scratched the table angrily: That's mine! Mine! You promised to make it up to me!

Xihe opened his eyes: When did I say that? Where is the evidence? Do you have a video or a recording? Take it out.

The dog was dumbfounded,

Then he got angry and yelled: Xihe, you dare to play with me!

He rushed up to bite her.

Xihe got up and went downstairs. There was a large crowd, and the dog didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he could only grind his teeth in resentment.

Wash you sooner or later!

After leaving the teahouse, Xihe went straight to the exit of Fangshi, and as soon as she came out, the world outside was covered in white snowflakes, and she was dressed in white, almost blending with the sky and the earth.

Afterwards, Xihe wandered around, occasionally going in to drink tea and listen to gossip when he encountered Fangshi.

The most rumored one recently is about the wedding between Mingyue fairy Jiang Yueqian and Jianzong Ling Leng. It is said that Daozi went to snatch the marriage, and the two fought. It was so fierce that Jianzong's face turned black.

However, there is another piece of news... The male cultivator who was speaking looked around and suddenly lowered his voice.

Xihe sipped her tea and subconsciously pricked up her ears.

I heard that the one who broke his leg before has broken his leg again now. The friend who was at the same table with the male cultivator suddenly opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Isn't it? Who is so courageous to touch him? It's not that...

Hush! Keep your voice down! Nanxiu hurriedly grabbed him.

The friend immediately covered his mouth, but his eyes rolled around, shining with gossip.

Seeing this, the male cultivator stroked his smooth chin, and his ordinary face was full of sighs: I don't know the details, anyway, people seem to not only have a broken leg, but also go crazy, tsk tsk...

clang,

The noisy teahouse was immediately quiet,

Everyone looked over in unison, and saw a female cultivator in white standing, with the stool behind her on the ground.

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