First Summoner

Chapter 1157: The Outer Space Period [6 Gods] (6)

After the six people left the hall, they looked at the dejected Xing Yan.

Cheng Wei raised her hand and touched Xing Yan's head. "The book says that when you grow up, you have to go out and explore the world on your own. Only in this way can you become stronger. Xing Yan, let's become stronger together, okay?"

Hearing this, Xing Yan looked up to meet their concerned gazes and said "hmm" reluctantly.

He didn't want to be separated from them.

But he couldn't change the reality that was about to happen.

Feng Xingxiu said, "If we complete the mission sooner, we can come back sooner, and then we can meet."

"We're leaving tomorrow." Yu Chu smiled.

At this time, Feng Xingyao's gaze fell on Shen Yan, as if he was thinking about something.

Shen Yan seemed to sense something, raised her eyes slightly and met his gaze.

Feng Xingyao was suddenly stunned, his ears slightly red, but his face still had a nonchalant look, "Ayan, are you willing to let me... us?"

Shen Yan was silent for a moment and shook his head.

Xing Yan, who was standing by, heard this and immediately whimpered, “I can’t bear to do it either.”

Feng Xingyao smiled and said, "Even if you are reluctant, you have to let it go. Don't worry, we will be together again soon."

Xing Yan's brows relaxed slightly.

"really?"

"real."

...

The night before leaving the temple, the silver-haired boy secretly met with Shen Yan.

The meeting place was where they used to swing when they were children.

When Shen Yan arrived, she saw the silver-haired young man in white sitting on the swing. His face was indeed breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

He saw Shen Yan, smiled at her, then reached out and patted the empty seat next to him.

Shen Yan walked over and sat down.

Two people sitting on the swing.

"Why do you want to ask me out alone?" Shen Yan asked puzzledly. In fact, she had a vague guess in her heart that he had always been very good to her since she was a child.

Or rather, ... preference.

She had read in a book that this kind of emotion belonged to...

Feng Xingyao tilted his head to look at her snow-white face. She was extremely beautiful and he liked looking at her since he was a child.

As he grew older, he began to feel a vague sense of emotional excitement.

Feng Xingyao did not answer her, but quietly reached out and covered the back of Shen Yan's hand.

The moment their skin touched, Shen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She tried to pull her hand back, but was caught by his.

His palms were very hot, and he held her hand with a certain force.

"Ayan, do you hate me?"

Hate? Shen Yan was slightly stunned.

"No."

Feng Xingyao seemed to be encouraged. He looked at her with bright eyes, and his young love was clearly evident. "Do you like me?"

Shen Yan frowned slightly, feeling that this answer was a little difficult to answer.

What kind of like?

She couldn't tell.

She was silent for a very long time, so long that the silver-haired boy's eyes dimmed little by little.

The silver-haired boy lowered his eyes and loosened his grip on her hand little by little.

Shen Yan felt his emotions.

She looked at the silver-haired boy.

The silver-haired boy stood up suddenly, then showed his carefree smile again, and said in a gentle tone: "Do you want to swing? I'll push you."

Shen Yan stared into his eyes for a few seconds, then nodded slightly.

The silver-haired boy felt his eyes a little sore, so he rubbed them with his hand, then walked behind her, stretched out his hand, and gently pushed her back as he did before.

The evening breeze was a little cool, brushing against her cheek, bringing a sense of comfort.

The boy behind him said.

"You are a taciturn person, so you must be holding back on things. Don't hold it back, come to me if you have anything. Although I am not as strong as you, I am still your brother after all."

Shen Yan responded lightly, "Yeah."

As they were pushing the cart, the boy behind them ran away.

Shen Yan felt a little strange. When she was about to turn around to see what was going on, she saw that the silver-haired boy had come back. He was holding a very bright red flower in his hand. He looked focused and gently inserted it into her hair.

Shen Yan raised her eyes and looked at him.

The boy laughed.

"You are prettier than flowers."

Shen Yan suddenly asked, "What if I'm not good-looking?"

Feng Xingyao was stunned for a moment, then he said to her in a serious tone: "Even if you become ugly, I still think you are the most beautiful."

Shen Yan pursed her lips slightly, and then she caught a glimpse of an equally gorgeous blue flower from the corner of her eye. She pulled his sleeve, pointed at the flower not far away and said, "Go pick that flower."

"Row."

Feng Xingyao smiled and did as he was told.

He placed the blue flower in her palm.

"Squat down." Shen Yan said to him.

Feng Xingyao looked at the flowers and immediately guessed what she wanted to do. He squatted down with a smile on his face, then leaned slightly closer to her.

When Shen Yan pinned the blue flower on his ear, her fingertips inevitably touched his earlobe, and the boy's earlobe trembled almost imperceptibly.

Immediately, a hint of pink appeared.

The silver-haired boy raised his handsome face, and with the gorgeous blue flower, he looked like an enchanting elf.

Very beautiful.

"Does it look good?" Feng Xingyao looked at her with a smile on his face.

Shen Yan was dazzled by his appearance.

After two seconds of silence, she replied: "I like it."

It's not about looking good, but about liking it.

Feng Xingyao knew Shen Yan very well, so when he heard it, he knew that she was answering his previous question - Do you like me?

His eyes lit up and he couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of his lips.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too hot that Shen Yan had to turn her head away and avoid his sight.

"Ayan, I like you too."

As he said this, he couldn't help but lean over and kiss her cheek.

Instantly separate.

But the next moment, he was knocked away by Shen Yan's punch.

boom!

"Ouch..." The boy covered his chest which was hit by the hammer.

It hurts badly.

But soon, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Shen Yan lowered her eyes to look at her hand and felt that she had used too much force. She was just about to get up to help Feng Xingyao.

At this moment, four figures suddenly appeared.

"You are really here!" Cheng Wei said coldly, "Why didn't you call us?"

"That's right!" Xing Yan said angrily, "Brother Yao must have brought my sister here! He only brought my sister and not us! Humph!"

Yu Chu observed carefully and laughed with gloating, "Hey, Brother Yao, were you beaten by your sister?"

"It's your fault!" Feng Xingxiu said with a cold face.

At this time, Feng Xingyao also crawled up from the ground. He quickly performed a Cleansing Dust Technique on himself, looked at the four people who suddenly appeared, rolled his eyes, and did not give them a good look.

Feng Xingyao snorted coldly: "You should reflect on yourselves, why did I only bring Ah Yan here and not you!"

"This is still our fault." Yu Chu sighed helplessly.

Xing Yan really listened to it and asked, "Am I not obedient enough?"

“Hahahaha…” Feng Xingyao couldn’t help laughing.

No matter how slow Xing Yan was to react, he finally reacted at this moment.

"Brother Yao!" He was so angry that he shouted through gritted teeth.

He was so angry that he wanted to chase Feng Xingyao and beat him up.

Feng Xingyao dodged left and right.