C4032 Interconnection
"Yeah."
Outside the door, a man in a green robe walked in.
It was a normal appearance and a normal figure, but somehow, it gave off an extraordinary feeling.
It was … Meng Fan.
"You came back just in time."
Sword House pointed to the table, where there were currently piles of exquisite dishes.
Meng Fan had not eaten anything for so many years that he even forgot the names of the dishes on it.
"I made you a lot of delicious food. Don't say that I didn't cook well, because I learned a lot of them first."
Sword House chuckled.
"I'm still missing this last bowl of winter melon soup. Damn it, logically speaking, I shouldn't have found it so hard to learn divine abilities, elemental energy, and Tao techniques. I actually spent a full six hours and failed several times before I managed to properly learn all of this. This winter melon is even harder than Dao arts."
"Haha."
Meng Fan laughed, then extended his finger and gently wiped off the dust on Sword House's tip.
In the past half month, he and Sword House had no longer deliberately searched for traces of Black Water Alien within the the Empire Of Otis, because after killing Luo Tianzheng's spiritual will, Meng Fan had come to see Sword House.
And Sword House had suggested that they should rest for a few days, to live a normal life that they had not lived for a long time.
Thus, the two of them built this courtyard in a hidden corner of the Millennium Universe.
If he was willing, he would have to rely on the methods of Meng Fan and Sword House.
The two of them could build a huge empire here in an instant, and they could even easily merge their Millennium Universe into their territory. However, the two of them did not do so. After a discussion, they only built this small courtyard.
Every day, Meng Fan would go out to train and heal Luo Tianzheng's injuries. And Sword House would be left in this small courtyard, focusing on studying the dishes!
This kind of life, whether it was for Meng Fan or Sword House, was actually incomparably novel.
It was laughable to say that both of them could be considered to be legends.
As far as legends were concerned, the most precious things were often ordinary things.
There was no need to mention Sword House, and ever since he walked out of WuTown, Meng Fan no longer felt that tranquil life.
Wherever his eyes looked, it was either a violent wind or a rain of blood. If it wasn't killing, then it was being chased.
Even if they had the comfort of a dream, it was only temporary, and the most important point was … No Sword House!
That's what Meng Fan loves all his life, Ru Shuiyi.
Half a month was simply not worth mentioning to the two of them right now, but for some reason, this half a month felt like a long life to Meng Fan. Every day he would go out and feel that there was someone waiting for him, even if it was a thousand years, or even ten million years.
After returning home, he would eat the most common mortal dishes.
But in Meng Fan's mouth, he felt as if he was eating an endless amount of immortal substance, because this was something that Sword House had personally done and learned personally.
Every day, he was like a woman waiting for her husband to return home.
Cooking, eating, cleaning, everything seemed so natural.
It was incredibly difficult to associate her with that person. She was the Sword House that everyone knew about, which caused the World of Meaning to tremble in all directions.
In this small courtyard, the trials and tribulations outside seemed to have nothing to do with these two anymore. They were all separated from each other.
"Eat."
After arranging everything, Meng Fan and Sword House sat down facing each other. Then, he swiftly picked up the tableware and started tasting it.
From time to time, he would talk about Xiaoxiao, and Meng Fan would talk about the pros and cons of each dish.
"Meng Fan, how long do you think this will last?"
Suddenly, Sword House asked.
Facing this question, Meng Fan smiled, put down his chopsticks and said:
"Eternal. If you are willing, you and I can enter the Nameless Temple. That way, we can forever seal ourselves where we are. We don't have time, space, or anything else.
"No."
Sword House shook his head, and said in a deep voice:
"To me, you are the only god in my world, so everything else is fine, but to you, other than me, there are actually many other things that you need to bear, for example, Celestial King Universe. You won't just watch him die, right? This is your responsibility, this is your belief. Since it's like this, why would I let you live just because I'm imprisoned in that Nameless Temple, forever carrying the responsibility of blaming myself? "
I love you, everything about you.
Your responsibility is mine!
Looking at the clear eyes of the Sword House, Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat. It was unknown how many enemies chased after him over the course of tens of thousands of years, but he still wouldn't be able to react in the slightest. But regarding everything related to Sword House, Meng Fan would be incomparably caring and clearly understand the other party's intentions.
Ever since they entered this small courtyard, the two of them had never talked about the matters of the outside world.
However, whether it was Meng Fan or Sword House, both of them understood that a storm might come soon.
One day passed, one day less.
That was the reason why Meng Fan was so excited when he killed the Eight Legged Flood Dragon.
When he and his Sword House had reached this level, it was already because he had a faint premonition about the future, and Meng Fan had even personally learned Yi Housheng's Great Transformation Arts.
In the future, all he could see was blood!
Meng Fan knew very well what the Eight Legged Flood Dragon's appearance meant, it was a sign that Luo Tianzheng was going to attack them.
And an existence that could last for countless years even with World of Meaning. Even if Luo Tianzheng wasn't as unfathomable as Yi Housheng, once he used his methods, they were definitely not something that Meng Fan and Sword House could face easily.
Otherwise, the Sword House back then wouldn't have been driven out of his body.
The danger could be predicted, which was why Meng Fan was so excited. He knew very well that the people he was going to kill were not just the Eight Legged Flood Dragon.
Luo Family, and perhaps an even more terrifying existence!
However, after the two of them entered the small courtyard, they had never talked about this matter.
Meng Fan didn't ask and Sword House also didn't say.
The two of them acted as if nothing had happened as they meticulously guarded their own little days with all their might.
Yi Housheng could only stay silent when he found out about this.
It represented the absolute trust and love between the two of them. The other person would absolutely not harm him, and that was why he was able to do such a thing.2
Of course, there was also no lack of calm towards anything that Meng Fan and Sword House had already passed through.
But it was also enough to prove that Meng Fan and Sword House had long ago reached a mutual understanding.
There were a lot of things that did not need to be said. Just a glance was enough to understand everything.
"Don't worry, sister. I've already lost you once. I absolutely won't lose you a second time."
Meng Fan said gently.
His tone was as gentle as if he had been friends for a long time, but the determination in his eyes was so strong that even the shattering of the stars and the twisting of the sun and moon wouldn't be able to shake him.
"I understand."
Sword House nodded, just as he was about to say something, the previously calm world outside their little courtyard suddenly lit up faintly.
Hm?!
Meng Fan and Sword House looked at each other, and they saw the latter gently sigh, and put down the tableware as well.
Her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a hint of disappointment flashed past her beautiful face due to the Sword House.
This sense of loss was not because of the coming storm outside the small courtyard, but because the Sword House was very regretful. In the end, her peaceful life with Meng Fan would still be broken.
Even if they knew that they were in the Millennium Universe, to be able to lock onto their coordinates so quickly, it was still sufficiently terrifying.
"Let's meet then."
Sword House helplessly said:
"What should come... In the end, it has to come. "
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