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Author: Phoenix Slayer
— This article is purely from Feng Meow's imagination and has nothing to do with the original story.
Thousands of miles away from the capital, outside the ancient city, there was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. He had a jade crown on his head and was dressed like a swordsman. He had a long sword on his back and was leading a white horse. From time to time, he would stroke the white horse's forehead.
He looked into the mottled city gate, as if waiting for someone.
He did not notice that there was a man standing behind him with fluttering white robes and black hair. This man was extremely beautiful, as if he could not bear to look away from him. There was a hearty smile on his gentle and beautiful face, and his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, as if they could speak.
The man behind the young man patted the young man's shoulder. Just as he was about to pull out his sword, he heard a gentle laugh, "Are you trying to murder your benefactor?"
The young man's hand stopped. His originally ferocious face seemed to have changed into a smile. He turned around and walked up to the man in white, "Xiao Bai, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The man named Xiao Bai's lips curled up. His smile made the young man's heart beat wildly. His face turned red. [TN]
"Let's go!" Xiao Bai looked at the young man's shy expression and could not help but feel playful. He reached out and caressed the young man's face, "You're getting cuter."
Like a startled bird, the young man took two steps back and turned around to lead the horse. He tried to calm himself down, hoping to forget Xiao Bai's face from his mind.
However, Xiao Bai's face had long been etched into his heart. How could he forget? His life was saved by Xiao Bai and all his martial arts were taught by Xiao Bai. He had been with Xiao Bai for a year now. Xiao Bai's every frown, every smile, and every move had long been etched into his heart.
"Alright! Let's go! Don't be so difficult! " Xiao Bai raised his hand and rubbed the young man's head. This successfully made the young man pout and look at Xiao Bai resentfully.
In the end, the young man obediently rode on the white horse while Xiao Bai held the reins and led him away from the ancient city.
The ancient city gradually disappeared into the distance.
"Little White, where are we going?" the green-robed youth asked.
Little White tilted his head as if he was thinking about something. When the youth in green saw this, he quickly asked, "I heard that the desert is a very special place. Why don't we go and take a look?"
Xiao Bai, who was in a daze, smiled and nodded.
The green-robed youth secretly wiped his sweat. That was close. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Otherwise, Little White would have accidentally fallen again!
Spring passed, autumn came, and winter came again. The two of them and the horse stopped from time to time. Finally, they arrived at a desert where the horizon could not be seen.
"Xiao Bai, do you still want to practice the sword with me today?" The green-robed youth dismounted from his horse and drew a long sword from his back. He slashed out a sword flower and asked.
Little White nodded and used its finger as a sword, conjuring a long sword out of thin air. The green-robed youth seemed to be used to such incomprehensible things and was not surprised. After pacifying the white horse, he walked over with his sword.
Xiao Bai exchanged moves with the green-robed youth, occasionally giving pointers. The serious appearance of the green-robed youth made Xiao Bai admire him. The way she looked at him finally changed.
After a long time, the green-robed youth was exhausted and stopped. On the other hand, Xiao Bai still looked like a carefree immortal. Not a single strand of hair was messed up.
Xiao Bai carried the green-robed youth on his shoulder and patted his buttocks. Oh, it's quite bouncy.
It was not that the green-robed youth did not resist. Of course, even if he was at his peak, he might not be able to resist Xiao Bai. Moreover, he was exhausted now and could only let Xiao Bai mess around.
The green-robed youth whose buttocks were patted was as red as a blood-stained silk cloth. When he was placed on the white horse by Xiao Bai, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Xiao Bai smiled and said, "You've improved a lot today."
The green-robed youth gave a low grunt as a reply. He was carried on his shoulder and even had his buttocks patted by Xiao Bai. So shameful …
— The cruel and heartbreaking hundred-year dividing line —
— The glass heart stopped here. The following heart-wrenching moment —
A hundred years had passed, but Xiao Bai was still the same. There was not a trace of time on his face. His black hair floated in the air, just like a hundred years ago. There was not a trace of messiness.
As for the green-robed youth, his hair was as white as a crane. He no longer had the jade-like face of the past. He was lying alone in a coffin in a grave.
Xiao Bai stood quietly in front and looked at the old man who had lost all signs of life and returned to heaven.
After accompanying him for a hundred years, Xiao Bai had cultivated from the Fourth Stage Innate Realm to the Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor Realm. However, the green-robed youth did not cultivate after all. This was his choice, and Xiao Bai could not interfere.
He wanted to feed the youth some spiritual medicine many times and let him accompany him more. But in the end, he refused.
Xiao Bai respected him.
Just like that, a hundred years had passed. The youth was about to turn into dust. He wanted to see him one more time, just one more time.
He felt as if there was a heavy stone in his chest and his footsteps were heavy. He clenched his fists and was extremely reluctant.
The rain came as the sky was covered by dark clouds and strong winds. Xiao Bai hurriedly set up a formation to cover the entire grave. God, are you crying for him too?
Xiao Bai closed his eyes and recalled the times they had spent together over the past hundred years. He had called her Xiao Bai shyly because she had teased him. He had called her Xiao Bai angrily because he was angry. He had called her Xiao Bai resolutely because he had rejected her forcing him to cultivate …
Everything seemed like it was just yesterday.
"The green-robed Jianghu man on a white horse, a hero who rises and falls with his sword," Xiao Bai recited silently as if he was praising the green-robed youth and reminiscing the past.
In the end, he buried him properly.
There were only four words on the tombstone: "Green-Robed White Horse".
The formation was set up. Xiao Bai was a hundred feet away from the grave. He set up a large formation around the grave. He spent a day studying it. Other than himself, no one else could enter.
As far as the eye could see, the grave gradually disappeared, as if nothing had ever happened before.
Xiao Bai calmed himself down and focused on cultivating in seclusion. He did not ask about anything else.
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