Along the way, the scenery was picturesque, and Song Yu's mind was gradually attracted by the beauty in this different perspective, she had never observed this ice and snow world from this angle, but now it seemed to be a different kind of grandeur and beauty.

"Okay, we're here", however, before she could finish reading, Masaki's voice attracted her mind back, and it took less than five minutes for them to cross the vertical height of five kilometers from Rongbu Temple to the peak!

However, she didn't know that this was the result of Zhengji's deliberate slowdown, and he was worried that Song Yu would not adapt.

Song Yu stood on the top of the mountain in a daze at the moment, looking directly at the sea of clouds in the distance, beside her, there were many national flags and memorials placed aside, which were souvenirs left by countless predecessors after the successful challenge.

Here, it was as if she could encompass the whole world in the palm of her hand, and it was only at this moment that she finally understood why countless people would work hard to challenge this place at the cost of their lives, and when standing here, everything was worth it!

Thinking of this, there is a hint of complexity in her heart, such an insurmountable life challenge in the eyes of ordinary people, but here in Zhengji, it only took less than five minutes to achieve the results of other people's months or even years of hard work!

The sea of clouds is churning, or the clouds floating on the summit. The cloud appears to be a flag fluttering on the summit of a peak, as it is figuratively called a flag cloud or flag cloud. The shape of the Mount Everest flag cloud is varied, sometimes like a flag waving in the wind, sometimes like a rough wave, suddenly turning into a rising cooking smoke, just like a galloping horse, and sometimes like a gently fluttering veil.

All this has added a lot of gorgeous and spectacular scenery to Mount Everest, which can be called a natural wonder in the world.

The sunset sprinkled between these countless cascading mountains is a unique beauty, as if for this snow world put on a layer of golden gauze skirt, beautiful, holy as the sun, the sea of clouds rolling, just like a real fairyland, this scene, I believe that almost no one has seen this time and place.

At this moment, Song Yu felt that she had really become a fairy.

Song Yu suddenly thought of something and took out the camera from his backpack.

"Come, you stand up, I'll take a picture of you," she instructed Masaki to stand at a suitable angle, and took a dozen photos left and right, and then changed to Masaki to take a picture for her.

"It would be nice if there were other people, so that the two of us could take a photo together", Song Yu looked at the photos in the camera, and suddenly said with some regret.

Zhengji smiled, waved his hand, and pulled Song Yu standing on the edge of the cliff, with his back to the golden sea of clouds: "Who said that you can't take a group photo without a third person."

As he spoke, with a slight wave of his hand, the camera in Song Yu's hand magically floated in the air, and gradually floated away from the two as if suspended.

"Come, I'll shout one, two, three, eggplant", Masaki looked at the camera a few meters away and said to Song Yu beside him.

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, compared to the magic of political discipline, this can only be regarded as a small family meeting everyone.

With a smile on their faces, Song Yu suddenly turned sideways, hugged Masaki, faced the camera, stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain in the golden sunset, accompanied by the shutter sound of the camera, leaving this beautiful scene in the negative forever, waiting to recall and read it again after many years.

"Today is the happiest day I've ever had, I really hope that this kind of day can go on forever", Song Yu snuggled up to Zhengji, looked at the magnificent scenery, and muttered to himself.

"Life is in the world, the years are fleeting, as long as the heart is happy, then every moment is happy", Masaki breathed the clear breath of this mountain top, and suddenly felt it.

"But I think the days with you are the happiest", Song Yu suddenly turned his head and looked directly into Zhengji's eyes.

Zhengji was silent, such straightforward words, he could hear Song Yu's mind, he didn't dare to look directly into Song Yu's eyes, and after a while, he looked at Song Yu and said: "Xiaoyu, I don't want to deceive your feelings, I ......"

"Don't say, I know what you want to say, I just want to be satisfied with a little bit of my place in your heart, for anything else, I want too much," Song Yu's green jade finger was placed on Zhengji's lips, and his eyes were as gentle and affectionate as water.

Zhengji looked at Song Yu with a hint of apology in the complexity, he has always been bad at handling emotional matters, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Isn't this too unfair to you?"

"No, a person's life is just a few decades, as long as you stay by the side of the person you like, love the person you like, and be happy, how can you say that it is fair or unfair? If the heart has something to rely on, then where is not homecoming, at least the heart is happy", Song Yu said in a low voice, the sun is setting in the west, has gradually sunk into the sea of clouds, and the night twilight has gradually shrouded.

Zhengji is at a loss, what else can he say about such a confession?

"Song Lao knows about it, he will definitely kill me", Zhengji said with a wry smile.

On the other hand, Song Yu, when she heard Zhengji's words, she showed a happy smile, she knew that it was not his style for Zhengji to find someone else as a reason, if he did this, then it was clearly a recognition of his previous words.

"You just say that you are an immortal," Song Yu curled the corners of his mouth, looking at the good-looking side face of Zhengji in the moonlight.

Masaki couldn't help but show a smile, "The old man has known my secret for a long time, and he has been hiding it from you."

Song Yu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he suddenly thought of something, looked at Zhengji and asked nervously, "So, what happened in Japan?"

Zhengji was slightly stunned, and then he understood what Song Yu was referring to, the Japanese government's concealment, and some of it was hidden, but it couldn't hide it from people from families like Song Yu, so he nodded slowly: "I did it."

A hint of surprise appeared on Song Yu's face, and then a hint of admiration suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"A good dream of wandering immortals, let it be cold and cold; Xuanyuan things, ancient and modern talks, romantic rivers and mountains; drunk and white, comfortable into a grand view; wake up, also in the world; dreams, also in the world", the scenery is exhausted, Zhengji hugged Song Yu and floated down, couldn't help but express with feelings, a profound reflection of the words that he had heard in his previous life couldn't help but come out of his mouth, the moonlight reflected people, it was really like a fairy descending to earth, the white robe floated, accompanied by a clear poem, resounding in the Himalayas in the middle of the night.

The first rays of dawn appeared between heaven and earth, and a figure was reflected in this snowfield, standing straight at the door of the Rongbu Temple, it was Wu Xun!

Masaki walked out the door to wash, and when he looked up, he saw the figure of the other party, and the other party obviously saw him at first sight, and the eyes of the two intertwined, as if an invisible spark had struck in the air.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhengji's eyes, he didn't expect Wu Xun to really appear here waiting for him.

"You really didn't disappoint me, you came back safely", Wu Xun looked at Zhengji's intact appearance, although his face did not show it, but in his heart, his evaluation of him was invisibly raised, and he was able to save people in the weather like the day before yesterday and come back safely, even he didn't dare to say that he was sure, and the success of Zhengji showed that he was indeed unique!

"Have you washed your face?" Masaki grinned, and suddenly such a nonsensical sentence came out of his mind.

"You ......." Wu Xun choked, but the chivalrous conversation of his imaginary chess opponent was distorted by Zhengji's words, as if Zhengji at this moment had returned to the appearance of not caring about anything during the confrontation period, which was very different from the seriousness and momentum of that day.

Although thinking like this, Wu Xun couldn't help but wipe the non-existent eye feces from the corners of his eyes, and when he saw Zhengji's smiling gaze, a trace of unwillingness and anger appeared in his heart.

"I'm going to have a serious fight with you," Wu Xun took a deep breath, suppressed the impetuousness at the bottom of the center, and looked at Masaki and said.