Even if he is a cultivator, it is impossible for him to live for more than nine hundred years?

There are only two kinds of people who can live for more than nine hundred years, one is gods and the other is monsters.

Xue Mo knew that it would be difficult for her to accept this statement. Besides, since she remembered her marriage to him, she must have seen him, and she must have had doubts in her heart.

Nearly a thousand years later, he is still alive and still has the same appearance. How should he say this to her?

"Xiang'er, let me tell you a legend, okay? It's a beautiful legend!"

Xiaoxiao looked at him inexplicably, "Okay, why are you thinking about telling a story?"

He hasn't answered his question yet. Could it be that he is changing the subject.

Xue Mo took her hand, walked out of the wooden house, took her to the swing, and helped her get on the swing covered with flowers and vines.

He gently rocked the swing and slowly told the story between him and her, from meeting to acquaintance, from acquaintance to knowing each other, from knowing each other to falling in love, from falling in love to deciding to stay together...

After the story was told, there was no movement from the people beside her. Xue Mo turned around and saw that she was looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"Xiang'er..."

"What a touching story, but why can't people who love each other be together? God is too cruel. They love each other so much, why should they be separated alive?"

Xue Mo stopped and squatted down with his tall body. He gently held Xiaoxiao's hand and asked softly, "Don't you think that snake demon is scary? He is a thousand-year-old python."

After saying that, he stared straight into her eyes, with conflicting emotions of expectation and fear in his eyes.

Xiaoxiao shook her head, a tear slowly falling from the corner of her eye, "Being loved by such a man, even if she is a monster, she is happy."

Although such a beautiful love was just a legend, she was still deeply moved.
Chapter completed!