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The morning breeze gently brushed away the chestnut hair on the girl's forehead, revealing a smooth forehead.

A faint green light flashed, like fireflies on a summer night.

Lige's eyes showed surprise, and a mysterious smile slowly appeared on his lips:

"I see...... No wonder you are not affected by my illusion, and you can still see the memories of Yun Coconut......"

"Huh?" Qianling looked at him suspiciously.

"Green death. The voice was faint.

"Yes, Lige-sama. I don't know when the green python has come over, and a huge head hangs respectfully beside Lige.

With a slight wave of the purple long sleeves, the golden stone on the green python's head had already arrived in the singer.

Heart of God!

Qianling's eyes widened, and the light flashed in her eyes.

"Give. Lige gently handed the Heart of God into her hand and smiled gently, "You need this very much, don't you?"

"How do you know...... You, you want to give it to us?" Qianling was stunned and looked at him with great emotion.

She was about to forget about it, but she never imagined that Lige would personally give them the Heart of God.

Looking past her to the snow clearing mirror not far away, she gently apologized in her voice:

"I'm sorry for your injuries. This heart of God is my compensation and thanksgiving, and I hope you will accept it. ”

Qingxue looked at him, hesitated slightly, thoughtfully. Looking at Qianling, who was looking delighted, she nodded slightly.

Lige retracted his gaze, looked at Qianling in front of him again, and showed a shallow smile:

"What's your name?"

"Qianling. ”

The singer lifted it slightly, and with a light touch on the vermilion seal on his forehead, a faint white light appeared, and a crystal drop appeared in his hand.

He gently placed the drop into her palm.

Small, full and crystal clear, it is obviously a drop of water but it does not flow like water, but condenses into the shape of a drop of water and rolls around in her palm, poking it lightly with her fingers, soft and cool to the touch.

"Is this ...... Tears of God?!" Qianling's eyes widened.

Lige nodded.

"You'll be able to use it later. ”

Qianling curiously played with the water droplet, holding it and rolling it in the palm of her hand, crystal lovely, cool and soft.

The morning sun burns.

Heaven and earth have long been dyed red by the morning light like fire, the sky is far away, the morning light is all over the sky, like flames and fire, and a few birds and birds in the distance are chirping and flying in the sky, free and happy.

Lige looked up at the sky, and the breeze blew the purple robe, quietly flying.

The faint blue halo grew stronger and stronger, gradually enveloping his body, and the fireflies rose up.

"Leave the song!" Qianling watched his body gradually dissipate, and reached out in surprise to grab his sleeve robe.

He looked down at her and smiled softly:

"It's time for me to go, Yun Coconut is waiting for me. ”

"Aren't you a mountain god? you don't care about this mountain forest, this river valley?" Qianling looked at him, and suddenly his nose was sore, and tears welled up.

The fireflies were rising, and the light was scorching, and he smiled comfortably and calmly:

"I'm just a wisp of remnant soul that has survived to this day, where is the mountain god? I don't have any regrets about seeing Yun Coconut again. ”

Qianling still grabbed his sleeve robe and couldn't bear to let go, tears rolling down her eyes.

Lige looked at her quietly, and his voice was soft as if sighing:

"Qianling, you and I are really alike. ”

Qianling was stunned and looked at him blankly.

The sleeve robe grasped in his hand gradually collapsed into wisps, and thousands of dark blue fireflies rose up, dreamy and blurry like a sea of stars and a galaxy.

Qianling stared blankly at the face that was gradually blurred in the fireflies in the sky, and his last voice was in his ears, deep pain, like a consolation, and like a warning:

"Don't be like me......"

In an instant, the whole courtyard was lit up by fireflies, it was a blue ocean, scorching and dazzling.

"Lige, wait, what do you mean by that......!"

Qianling shouted anxiously, but there was no response, only the fireflies in the sky were scorching, rising towards the sky, and gradually dissipated without a trace.

In the palm of her hand was the cool touch of the tears of God, and her hand clenched little by little, and she slowly lowered her head.

A hand patted her shoulder lightly, reassuring and relieved.

She looked back and saw the face of the snow mirror glowing softly in the morning light, and the pale golden eyes that watched her quietly.

"Don't be sad, he's relieved. His voice was soft.

Qianling lowered her head and sniffed, and nodded slowly.

When I looked up, I saw the spirit beast green python coiled in the courtyard, looking up at the fireflies that dissipated in the sky, looking alone.

Qianling and Qingxue Mirror glanced at each other, she looked at the green python, hesitated and spoke:

"You...... What will I do in the future?"

It turned its head to look at her with some surprise, and its voice was low:

"Lord Mountain God has raised me for thousands of years, this is my home, I will not go anywhere, even if Lord Mountain God will not come back, I will guard this place. ”

"Before...... Thank you for saving my life," it bowed slightly, "come with me, I'll take you out." ”

Qianling nodded, hugged Li Xiaoguo, who was unconscious and turned into a little fox, from Qingxue Mirror's arms, and gently rubbed its little head, and said softly:

"Xiaoguo, hard work. ”

The little ears of the white velvet shook slightly, and the little fox flipped in her arms, revealing a white little belly. He smacked his lips and yawned again, revealing his little pink tongue.

The little tail wagged, Li Xiaoguo shrank into her arms, changed to a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

This little guy ...... It turned out to be asleep.

Qianling couldn't cry or laugh.

The morning light is dappled, and the light and shadow are intertwined.

Standing on the stone corridor, Qianling looked back at the courtyard for the last time.

Huge and flourishing thousand-year-old peach trees are bathed in the misty morning light, and the pink and white petals are smeared with the warm sunlight, fluttering and spreading all over the ground.

The clear pond is shimmering with sparkling stars, and the fish swim and make a splash of snow-white water, and a few petals of pink and white flowers fall into the water, opening up shallow ripples.

There was once a boy who spent thousands of years like the peach tree here. Today, the peach trees are still flourishing and lush, but the youth is no more.

This is where the story begins and ends.

Follow the green python through the interconnected stone caves, the delicate stone tables and stone benches, the turquoise vines, and the sweet and mellow milk-colored flowers......

Qianling imagined the thousands of years that Lige had spent here.

Living here alone, for thousands of years, perhaps loneliness and silence have become a habit for him.

No wonder there are so many bookshelves, so many books, each one crumpled and I don't know how many times someone has looked through it.

Calm and peaceful, like a pool in the mountains, quiet and safe has never been discovered or disturbed.

Until the girl appeared, breaking the silence and bringing him more excitement and joy than he had ever felt before. So when she left, when the excitement faded, the loneliness and quietness that had long been familiar to the bone marrow became his poison and turned the whole world upside down.

The morning light was hazy, and Qianling stood at the entrance of the stone cave, looking at the staggered green vines from afar, faintly revealing the stone road, leading to the mountain god pond.

A smile gradually appeared on his lips, and his heart was bitter but gradually relieved.

At least, you still see each other again, at least, Lige can be liberated from now on, and you don't have to wait and worry about your soul anymore.

It's not just a legend of legends, I'll always remember.

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Goodbye, parting song.