Chapter 738 Private Love Words
Hearing Gu Xu openly and honestly say "I'm greedy for your beauty" in front of her, Xiao Wanjun was in a daze and couldn't believe it.
The image of His Majesty in her heart has always been tall and majestic, like the moon hanging high in the sky.
His aspirations and interests should be tied to the great road of heaven and earth and the rise and fall of dynasties.
A mortal woman like herself, who is skinned and destined to age, should be nothing more than a piece of grass on the roadside, insignificant to him.
But she didn't expect that he, who was only one step away from the god-like ninth realm, would like her beauty like a mortal man.
Moreover, when he said these words, she did not feel the disgust she felt when she was coveted by others in the past. Instead, her heart beat faster unconsciously, as if the high-hanging moon fell from the sky and landed next to her, and she could finally be held by her. Hold it in your hands and hold it in your arms.
"Your Majesty," Xiao Wanjun seemed to be driven by an inexplicable force. She mustered up the courage to look Gu Xu in the eyes and said slowly, "Actually, you don't have to be so scrupulous... You just said that you want me to pursue it. What I want to do... But now that I have established my career, I no longer need to take on the responsibility of taking care of my brother. At this time, my only wish is to stay with you for a long time..."
The moment Xiao Wanjun finished speaking, Gu Xu's figure had disappeared from the chair behind the desk.
Just when she was wondering where his majesty had gone, he suddenly appeared beside her, smiling and extending his hand to her.
"Yan'er, come with me for a walk, okay?"
"Yan'er".
The moment this familiar yet unfamiliar title rang in Xiao Wanjun's ears, it was like a bolt of lightning striking her heart.
This was her childhood nickname.
After her wet nurse died, almost no one called her that.
Being mentioned by Gu Xu today made her feel a strange emotion.
She stretched out her hand and gently placed it on his palm.
The surrounding scenery quickly blurred, as if falling into a colorful kaleidoscope, everything was spinning and changing rapidly.
When his vision became clear again, Xiao Wanjun was surprised to find that he was standing hundreds of meters in the air, overlooking the vast and majestic Luojing City.
The dense streets and alleys are intertwined into a network, and the bustling crowds look like tiny ants in the distance. The lights of the city are scattered among them, like little fireflies, flickering slightly in the dark night.
In the distance, the golden roof of the palace shines in the night, looking majestic and tall surrounded by the surrounding low buildings.
The Luo River is like a silent silver belt, winding through the city, with a faint sheen on the river. The green mountains in the distance are rolling, and the outline of the mountains is looming in the darkness, as if outlining a deep ink painting, quiet and mysterious.
Light floating clouds float around you like a veil, and a cool breeze blows against your face.
For practitioners who can fly with weapons, such scenes are commonplace.
However, for Xiao Wanjun, who is a mortal, this is undoubtedly a tense and exciting experience, which is completely different from flying in the air with a metal puppet before.
Her breathing couldn't help but stagnate, her heartbeat echoed in her chest like a drum, her fingers trembled slightly, and it was almost difficult to maintain balance. The void beneath his feet brought waves of dizziness, as if he would fall instantly if he moved even slightly.
Frightened, her body slid backwards involuntarily.
Just as she was about to collapse, she suddenly ran into an embrace as solid as a mountain.
"Don't be afraid, Yan'er," Gu Xu's voice sounded behind her, "You are now in my realm of Tao, just like walking on flat ground, you won't fall."
It seemed that his voice gave her a strong sense of security. Xiao Wanjun took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.
She took steps and walked forward.
As he said, the air under her feet seemed to solidify into solid ground, steadily supporting her every step. The original tension gradually dissipated, and an unprecedented sense of solidity came to my mind. In this world, there is probably no safer place than his realm of Taoism.
She couldn't help but think to herself.
Gu Xu walked to her side, grabbed her hand, and chuckled: "I asked you to take a vacation, so you shouldn't think about working overtime to watch the memorial. Come, let's go and see the country we have built together. .”
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They first walked to the sky above Luohe River.
Looking at the surging waves on the river, Xiao Wanjun couldn't help but recall the first time she met Gu Xu - at that time, she disguised herself as a man, using the pseudonym "Qi Yan", and saw Gu Xu competing in the "Lantern Festival Competition" Defeat the heroes and show off your power.
But what she remembers most is not his performance after stepping into the ring.
But he was standing on the shore, facing the various moves of the monks on the stage, and he was able to understand them very well and make prophecy-like explanations.
"Your Majesty." She suddenly called softly.
"Yan'er?" Gu Xu turned to look at her. His eyes reflected the lights of thousands of houses, looking deep and bright.
"Do you think that the Luohe River tonight looks a lot like the third form of the 'Night Hidden Star Tide' of the 'Returning Art of Ten Thousand Rivers'?" Xiao Wanjun hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke softly what was in his heart.
"Like, very similar." Gu Xu couldn't help laughing.
He knew that looking across the vast wilderness, this might be a metaphor that only the two of them could understand.
This set of "The Return of Ten Thousand Rivers" originally belonged to a small and inconspicuous sect in the wilderness - "Tianlan Sect".
More than four hundred years ago, during the founding war of Emperor Taizu of Da Qi Xiao Shengyun, the Tianlan Sect was destroyed due to its loyalty to the Da Chu Dynasty and has ceased to exist. The disciples of the sect were scattered, and the skills of the school were gradually lost. Only a few exquisite moves were occasionally picked up by some casual practitioners and recorded in books.
It is said that the third form of "The Return of Ten Thousand Rivers", "The Hidden Star Tide", is one of the most unique skills. When it is used, it is like the stars looming in the night. The phantom is erratic and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the real. The enemy is trapped in a boundless illusion and is helpless. Capture the exact location of the performer.
Now that more than four hundred years have passed, there are very few people who still remember the existence of the "Tianlan Sect", and those who know the effects of the "Ye Hidden Star Tide" spell are almost extinct in the world.
Because there are so few people who know it, when Xiao Wanjun said this, the two of them resonated spiritually, as if they had met a close confidant in the vast world.
"The distant mountains tonight are very similar to the sword energy in "Moshan Yunyin Sword Art"." Xiao Wanjun paused and then said.
Gu Xu nodded in agreement.
This set of "Moshan Yunyin Sword Technique" was created by a casual cultivator named "Taoist Mo Chen" two hundred years ago. It is an unpopular sword technique that is rarely known in the wilderness.
Its moves are as elegant and agile as a splash-ink landscape, but its power is unfathomable.
However, this sword technique is obscure and difficult to understand and extremely difficult to practice.
Currently, Gu Xu is the only one in the world who has mastered this skill. He learned it not long ago when he was competing with others in the "Illusion of Qingdu".
"And today's Luo Jing City looks very much like the Thousand Machines Map Formation of Mo Sect in the Lingxiao Realm. It's very beautiful." Xiao Wanjun moved his eyes to Luo Jing in the distance and added thoughtfully.
"You can really relate."
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The more Xiao Wanjun talked, the more relaxed he became. He no longer had the restraint when serving the emperor, nor the anxiety when walking at high altitudes. It was as if he was just accompanied by close friends, traveling hand in hand, laughing and pointing along the way.
When she was a little tired, Gu Xu turned around, stared into her eyes, and said softly: "Your eyes are so beautiful, like the 'Blue Ming Stone' you brought back from the 'Cang Yao World', I like it very much. .”
Xiao Wanjun raised his hand to cover the corners of his mouth with a smile.