"Ye Chen, will you remember me?" In the dark, there seemed to be a tender whisper that sounded in Ye Chen's ears.

It was the last love words to him at the last moment when Nanming Yushu and Emperor Xuanhuang's daughter closed her eyes.

Three years is not a gift from God, and the way of heaven is ruthless.

Three years were exchanged for a woman's life.

She was a beautiful woman, but she died of incense, and married the world's beauty and soul to a person named Ye Chen.

He burst into tears, and his heart was torn out in pain, just like when he swallowed the Heavenly Silence Pill and saw Xuannu and Luo Xi in the past.

He will understand why Emperor Xuanhuang's eyes are full of love when he looks at him, and he will also understand the story carried by the wedding dress.

Ironically, he didn't know until he was dying.

Cause and effect is the entanglement of blood and tears, and it is also the bond of love and love.

All cause and effect disappeared with the red wedding dress.

"Is it worth it?" he laughed with tears, and his trembling hand reached into his body, pulling a wisp of soul out of his body.

It was his soul, and it was also the soul of Nanming Yushu, which was tightly held in his palm and did not let go for a long time.

The soul left the body, and his eyes lost the last trace of gaze, like a fallen leaf, rippling in the starry wind.

In the starry sky, a woman carrying a fairy sword stumbled over, her clothes stained with blood, and behind her was a series of blood-colored footprints.

It was Chu Xuan, who fought more than a dozen demon generals, died nine times for a lifetime, and searched all over the starry sky, and only then did he find this death star field.

"Ye Chen. She spoke, leapfrogged one step, threw herself into the starry sky, and hugged Ye Chen into her arms.

"I can't hold it anymore. Ye Chen smiled tiredly, his eyelids trembled, and he wanted to close it, and he wanted to sleep here forever.

The tearless goddess, in the beautiful eyes like water, lingered in the mist, and in the moonlight, it condensed into frost, crystal clear.

Ruthless and tearful, the immortal light of memory finally merged into her Shenhai, and the memory of her previous life was unsealed in this instant.

Her name is Chu Xuan, Ye Chen's master, the peak master of Hengyue Jade Girl Peak, who loves her apprentice and wants to put on a wedding dress for him.

is back, with her tears, all the memories are back, carrying the past, but also the ancient relationship.

"Your tears are shed for me. Ye Chen smiled tiredly, and raised his hand with difficulty, to wipe away her tears.

"Chu Xuan, I'm Chu Xuan, your Xuan'er, I'm back. Chu Xuan choked, her eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't cry.

The past and present lives, three hundred years, are like a dream.

Before waking up, she lay in his arms, calling his name.

After waking up from the dream, it was he lying in her arms, full of gray hair, older than years, guarding the last trace of warmth.

"Home, I want to go home, take me home. Ye Chen was buried in Chu Xuan's arms, muttering softly, his words vicissitudes and tiredness.

"Go home, I'll take you home, please, don't die. Chu Xuan's face was full of tears, rolling essence, and he poured into Ye Chen's body desperately, just wishing to extend his life for him.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stabilize his annihilated vitality, and even if Luo Jinxian was alive, she couldn't save him.

"I'm tired. Ye Chen smiled warmly, tired and wanted to sleep.

In a word, his eyes slowly closed, and the hand that touched her cheek also hung down weakly.

He didn't touch her cheeks, and he couldn't help her wipe away the tears that slipped and the scars on her face.

"No... No, no, no...... Chu Xuan cried hoarsely, like a helpless child, begging helplessly.

Her long hair, strands turned snow-white, fluttering in the wind, every trace was engraved with vicissitudes and endless pain.

The gods and the Nine Emperors came, and they wanted to speak and stopped, only sighing.

Sword God, Donghuang Taixin, and Jiang Taixu also came, but they silently stopped outside Baizhang and couldn't help sighing.

The divine light in the starry sky continued, and the monks of Xie Yun, Xiong Er, Yang Dingtian, and Da Chu all came, and their faces were extremely pale.

Every fist is soaked in blood, and every pair of eyes is covered with bloodshots.... Ye Chen died.

"Ye Chen. The choked call, coming from afar, resounded through the starry sky, shadows, and tearful eyes.

It was Shangguan Yu'er, Bi You, Lin Shihua and Haotian Shiyue, who came out of the Heavenly Mystery Realm, but what they heard was bad news.

Before they reached the starry sky, they collapsed to the ground, tears flowing, and their hearts were painful to forget the years.

"You said you would marry us. "Poignant tears crossed the poignant cheeks, making people feel heartache and pity.

The starry sky, as silent as death, time seemed to freeze in this moment, she held him, motionless, like a statue.

It was really a trick from God, she remembered, but he was dead.

In the previous life, I missed three years and three years, a great reincarnation, and a mistake and three hundred years, and this miss will be no longer possible.

Suddenly, the ancient funeral song sounded, full of sorrow, full of stars, as if to see off a hero.

But everyone who heard it hung their heads gloomily and could not help grieving.

The god of war who covered the eight desolations finally fell in the years.

The so-called immortal myth is just a legend after all.

When the breeze blew, his body turned into a piece of fly ash, rippling in the starry sky, flying with the quicksand, and submerged into the galaxy.

Chu Xuan's eyes are dull, there is no love in life, and he is also transforming into a Tao, just like when Hongchen died, Chu Lingyu turned into a Tao.

Donghuang Taixin made a move, banned her, and pushed her into sleep with her great supernatural powers, and she was not in the mortal world.

Perhaps, her actions were a little too cruel.

Ye Chen is dead, she lives in the world, it is a torture, and being able to go on the road with him is her best destination.

However, she can't die, when she was a child, she was exactly the same as Ruo Xisheng, and her existence is related to the mysteries of eternity.

Chu Xuan was sealed, Ye Chen dissipated, dust returned to dust, and soil returned to earth.

Only a wisp of soul came out of his hand and swayed in the wind.

It was the soul of Nan Ying Yushu, who was left in this world by him.

The human king sighed, raised his hand slightly, and dragged her soul.

It can be vaguely seen that in that soul, there is also the shadow of Nan Ying Yushu, wearing a wedding dress, dancing, looking back and smiling.

Emperor Xuan's eyes were full of tears, his demeanor was getting older and older, he was the emperor of Dachu, but he was not a good father.

On the way back, full of pain, Xiyan held a jade jar containing Ye Chen's ashes, crying all the way.

Returning to his roots, he wants to go home, which is a long-cherished wish on the verge of death.

On the Jade Girl Peak, a small tomb was erected.

All the glory, all the glory, all the legends, all the myths, were buried in the small tombs.

This is where he belongs, where he sleeps for endless years.

"We will guard you for the rest of our lives. The women laughed and had tears, all dressed in wedding dresses, with the tenderness of their wives.

Da Chu, full of white silk, all the juniors are dressed in linen and filial piety for him, he is a senior, and he has won the light for future generations.

On every mountain peak, this figure stands, the elders sigh, the juniors are decadent, and they quietly look at the direction of Hengyue Sect.

For many years to come, all the monks of Dachu would most likely scatter a piece on the ground before drinking wine to pay tribute to him.

After the war, the barrier between Great Chu and the heavens was removed.

The legend of Da Chu spread all over the starry sky, and everything they did for the heavens was also told to the world as a story.

The Heavenly Monks, who came together, just to take a look at Da Chu.

It is this land, and it is the people of this land who once built a blood-colored Great Wall for the people of all domains.

"Is this your hometown?" Under the Hengyue Sect, the eyes of the Northern Sage were blurred, lingering in the kettle, turning into tears.

Nandi, Dragon Tribulation, Little Ape Emperor, and Kui Niu also came, stopping at the bottom of the mountain, looking sad and silent for a long time.

In the past, they all knew that he was a man with a story.

But he didn't expect that his story would be so long, all the way through the dust, against the long river of years, and move forward alone.

The second volume of "Heavens and Ten Thousand Domains" has ended, and the third volume of "Six Realms of Reincarnation" is about to begin