Listening to his tone, it seemed that there was something important, and Chen Wenjia was also very serious. Turning around, Lu Zi'an threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly, really wanting to live like this for the rest of his life.

The heartbeat and breathing of the two people were speeding up in an instant, and time, at this moment, froze, speechless is better than ten thousand words!

On a moonlit night, the fragrance of flowers, sorrow and joy are also ecstatic......

After a long time, Lu Zi'an reluctantly let go of his hand, turned his back, and tears crossed the corners of his eyes. He said softly: "Senior brother, in fact, I have been in love with someone since I was very early, but that person has never noticed it. Do you know why I want to come back from the mountain and sea realm, because I don't want to leave that person, my heart can't let go, but now, I have to leave......"

This...... Chen Wenjia is still a little ignorant, stupid and unclear, who is the person he likes, why does he want to tell himself this?

"Little junior brother, you ...... Are you really leaving?" stunned for a long time, Chen Wenjia asked.

Lu Zi'an didn't look back at him, just nodded, and hummed, he didn't dare to look at his senior brother again, he didn't dare to ...... Because he was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave him, but Wo Ye needed a place where he could suppress those demons and monsters, and he had to think about more people, instead of blindly clinging to certain people and things, and indulging in his own little world.

When the words fell, Lu Zi'an walked into the distance, Chen Wenjia looked at his back as he drifted away, and didn't know whether to let him go or keep him, after all, everyone has their own ambitions, and everyone has their own way to go.

Not far away, the Demon Suppression Tower has become a ruin, scattered stones are lying there, and weeds are also growing here arbitrarily, revealing an inexplicable desolation.

Before Lu Zi'an came to this ruin, he reached out and touched the remaining tower stele, and the word demon suppression on it was still clearly legible.

He reached out and pulled out a purple hedron that shone faintly in the moonlight. In fact, Qingli and Chen Wenjia didn't know that although the patriarch's true body was destroyed, at the last moment of his life, he imprisoned his soul in this purple spar, and after absorbing the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Show for a few years, it could be resurrected again!

In order to shatter the dream of the patriarch, it is imperative to rebuild the Demon Suppression Tower, perhaps, only the Demon Suppression Tower can suppress his evil thoughts and souls.

"Senior Brother Wenjia, goodbye, you have to take care of yourself!" Lu Zi'an muttered to himself in his heart, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the infinitely beautiful moonlit night of Taihua Mountain.

"With my body, turn into a demon suppression tower, and suppress you forever!" With a loud roar, Lu Zi'an held the purple spar in his hand and rose into the air, his body turned into Dao Xuanguang, and became the pulse of the demon suppression tower.

The mountain and sea relics mana instigated, and the bluestones on the ground were attached one by one, tightly glued together, and the Demon Suppression Tower was rapidly restoring its original appearance, and all this, Chen Wenjia understood.

By the time Chen Wenjia arrived at the scene, the Demon Suppression Tower had already taken shape, exactly the same as before, but he couldn't come back, and he couldn't come back......

"Why, why are you doing this...... Little junior brother, are you coming back......" Chen Wenjia exclaimed heartbreakingly, reaching out to touch the sky, but he couldn't touch anything. The once lovely and shrewd little junior brother disappeared in front of his eyes forever and ever, why didn't he understand his words just now?

Chen Wenjia was very remorseful, if he knew that he would incarnate into a demon suppression tower, he would never let him do this, but he was always very stupid and stupid......

Suddenly, there was a vision of the little junior brother on the door of prophecy, but seeing him smiling as before, he said: "The human heart is like water, the poor dream is long, and the life will pass from now on, and the red dust will be free! Senior brother, you don't have to feel sorry for me, the mountain and sea relics are me, I am the mountain and sea relics, this is what I should do...... From now on, I will always stay in Taihua Mountain and watch the sunrise and sunset with you......"

Qingcheng Mountain, the spiritual spring water in the Yuehua Pool, weakened the memories of Qiuyue and Qingcheng's past, leaving only an extremely vague shadow.

Maybe it's accidental, or maybe it's inevitable, on a drizzly Qingming March day, the two sisters held an oil-paper umbrella, stepped on the bluestone slab on the shore of West Lake, swam on the broken bridge, and met someone, he said that his name was Xu Xian, so Qiuyue seemed to remember something, but seemed to have forgotten something.

Years later......

Shangguan Hao, who was rowing on Xingzi Lake, inadvertently opened a bag, but saw something flying out of it, which was the head of an insect, and it flew out with its ears as wings. This bag was given to him by Ah Fei, and now, where is she? Looking down, Shangguan Hao saw that the magic ring on his finger began to shine with dazzling light, as if he wanted to illuminate the whole world.

Without saying a word, Shangguan Hao hurriedly picked up the Huangquan Immortal Sword and followed the little thing away, he believed that the little thing would definitely be able to take him to find Ah Fei's location.

In the middle of nowhere, a beautiful woman in green clothes stood there quietly, looking at the smoke and clouds in the distance, and the herons and birds flying. On the green meadow, white dandelions flew up, and the world suddenly became so dreamy.

Hearing a slight sound behind her, this sound did not seem to be the sound of the wind blowing, nor the sound of birds and beasts moving, the woman in Tsing Yi looked back, and in disbelief, a handsome man stood proudly in the wind, floating like a fairy, and that azure figure came into view, which was a kind of déjà vu, so that she didn't know whether all this in front of her was a dream or reality.

Oh, she saw a small bug flying towards her, it was the head of the Devil Beanniang. I've discovered before that the head and body of Devil Damself can be separated without dying, and they will eventually return to one place and reunite.

I just took advantage of this characteristic and divided them into two and put them in a bag, one with me and the other to Shangguan Hao, so that no matter how far apart everyone is in the future, we can meet again.

It's her! From afar, Shangguan Hao's face showed a bright smile, tears almost splashed out, and he greeted: "Xiao ...... Leave...... Are you okay?"

"Shangguan Hao? really...... Is that you?" Qingli suddenly felt angry, afraid that all this was not real.

The two ran in each other's direction, and many years of longing converged into a river, and at this moment they were finally released.

As the sun sets, the tired birds return to the forest, and the figures of the two hugging each other tightly merge into this distant hill with the scenery around them, which is picturesque, poetic, and dreamy.