Xiao Xiangji really relied on memories to support the belief in her heart. She didn't need Yan Tianxiang's persuasion. Xiao Xiangji always believed that her brother Yun would definitely come back.

Yun Buliu moved and appeared in front of Xiao Xiangji.

Xiao Xiangji actually got the news that Yun Buliu was not dead a few days ago. Xiao Yuer passed it to her. After learning the news that Yun Buliu was not dead, her whole mental outlook was different.

But even so, Yun Buliu could still see her haggardness.

She was not fat before, but she looked thinner and her eyes looked bigger.

Not seeing her for more than two hundred years, Yun Buliu still looked the same as before, feeling like she was "still a young man after returning". Xiao Xiangji covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes curled into crescent moons.

But in the crescent moon, transparent water droplets continued to overflow, forming a beaded chain on the thin pink face, and sliding over the back of the thin little hand.

After a few seconds, Xiao Xiangji finally couldn't help but pounced on Yun Buliu, her whole body hanging directly on his body, and said with a cry: "Brother Yun, I miss you so much!"

She hugged him tightly, her arms were strong, and her head was buried in the crook of his neck, as if she wanted to squeeze her body into Yun Buliu's body so that he could never leave her again.

Yun Buliu reached out and stroked her hair and back, hiding his heartache, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry! Xiao Xiangji, I kept you waiting for so long!"

Xiao Xiangji shook her head slightly, "It would be great if Brother Yun can come back. I know that Brother Yun will definitely not fail and will definitely come back, although it took a long time..."

Yun Buliu smiled, held up her hips, let her hang on him, and said: "Your judgment is correct, I'm back! This won't happen again. Let's go home!"

This is the sad thing about practitioners. Sometimes when they come out from seclusion, the world may have been thousands of years old, and the outside world may have changed.

But this does not prevent Yun Buliu from accepting this verbal check. He can't say it at this time and pierce Xiao Xiangji's heart like a knife!

No one does this!

"Yes!" Xiao Xiangji, who was nestled in Yun Bulu's shoulder, responded, and finally whispered: "Brother Yun, let me be your bride! I will never be separated from you again!"

That voice, as low as a mosquito due to shyness, gently tapped on his heart. It seemed to have no force, but it easily knocked his heart open and hit the right heart with one blow.

She finally couldn't help but express her feelings to Yun Buliu.

At this time, she didn't dare to look at him, fearing that Yun Buliu would say rejection.

"OK!"
Chapter completed!