The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

The young man's stern eyebrows and eyes swept across the crowd around him, and his eyes were fixed on a person. His star-like eyes were like lighting a lamp. The fire clustered and became brighter and brighter, as if there was a faint glint of water. soaked.

There was a flash of emotion on Wannian's glacier-like face, his beautiful lips moved slightly, he wanted to shout, but he didn't dare, he raised his hand slightly, his cold temperament seemed excited at this time, his hands were trembling slightly .

Bei Tinghuang stared at this face, and at the moment when the young man fell from the sky, her eyes never moved away from this man.

He descended from the sky, like a God of War, without armor, but the afterglow of the setting sun coated his body with a layer of golden brilliance, holding a long sword in his hand, and protecting her behind him, even the sun could not take away the brilliance from his body. His face is 70% similar to hers, only his eyebrows are stronger than hers, extremely handsome, and extremely familiar. This face is generally the same as the face in his memory when he was a teenager. No matter how many years, she always can not forget.

"Xiao Jiu!"

The familiar voice came to her ears along the wind. At this moment, the end of her nose became sour, and the emotions that had been hidden in her chest for a long time were brewing. more and more clear.

There is no need to ask who this person is, as if she is wearing a mask, but this person can still fix his eyes on her the first time he sees her.

Tears rolled down against the wind, her long black hair was flying in the air, Bei Tinghuang's feet stepped on the ground, as if falling on clouds, everything in front of her eyes could not be distinguished because of a pair of tearful eyes, but she still moved towards her with instinct. That side runs.

"Brother!"

Like a cry of mourning, like a milk swallow, the last ray of sunlight refracted the colorful rays of light from the teardrops on Beitinghuang's mask, but it burned the eyes of the world.

The youth's stern, glacier-like demeanor was broken at this moment, with his toes pointing to the ground, he stretched out his hands, and ran towards the youth without any regard for his appearance.

The blue sky is the background, the setting sun is like an embellishment, the two figures overlap, the young man hugs the young man tightly with a pair of strong arms, hugs her, holds her in his arms, like a treasure that has been lost for a long time, and finally returns at this time. The young man's face was buried on the young man's shoulder, and his cheek was gently rubbing against her hair. At this moment, holding her in his arms was like having his own world again.

Beitinghuang clung tightly to the broad shoulders of the young man. For ten years, they were separated, but every day and night, they thought about each other and missed each other. They are the two closest people in this world, and they are also her greatest reliance in this world. Feeling the warmth of the man's body, a heart used to wandering in past and present lives, seems to have found its own harbor at this time, and can settle down.

"Little Jiu, let Big Brother take a look at your face!"

This is Bei Ting Jing, her eldest brother, with eyes that are as cold as glaciers, and when the young man's figure is reflected in his eyes, they are as hot as the sun in early summer. Holding the person in his arms, no one knows how he survived in the past so many years.

The head of the family stipulated that he was not allowed to leave the headquarters if he was not in the realm of the Spirit Sect. He practiced every day except for cultivation, just to see the person in his arms as soon as possible, this treasure that took up his entire life.