Tang Que slowly told the past, and his tone was gentle, as if he was telling someone else's story. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Listening to it, An Xiaowan couldn't help but shed tears.

Tang Que was shocked and said softly, "Xiaowan, what's wrong with you?" ”

An Xiaowan shook her head and said, "Xianggong, it's nothing." I'm just sorry for Yiyao and them, but I'm the happy one, and I feel a little indebted to them. Xianggong, after I leave, I hope that one day, you and Yiyao can reunite, and I am happy for you. ”

Tang Que stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from An Xiaowan's face and said, "Xiaowan, you are so stupid. ”

An Xiaowan reluctantly smiled: "Xianggong, let's not talk about these unhappy things." Today is our wedding day. Her face was flushed, and she looked delicate.

Tang Que nodded, and there was boundless spring in the cave room.

The next day, An Xiaowan got up delicately, her complexion became worse, but she still couldn't hide her haggard beauty. She picked up the comb, pulled her jade arm lightly, combed her long hair, and sprinkled her long hair like a waterfall, looking like a fairy in a painting.

When An Xiaowan combed her long hair, a warm hand slowly passed through her hair and held her jade hand. An Xiaowan's haggard face showed a serene smile, but she didn't turn around. The hand took the comb from her hand and helped her comb her long hair.

An Xiaowan said: "Xianggong, shall we leave this Kwai Water Island?" I don't want to stay in Kwai Shui Island for long, this is a place of joy for me, but also a place for me to be sad. I want to see the sea, okay? ”

Tang Que said behind An Xiaowan: "You can go wherever you want." ”

An Xiaowan said with a happy smile on her face: "Xianggong, you spoil me so much, but how can I repay you." ”

Tang Que said with infinite emotion in his heart: "In the twenty years of waiting, you have repaid everything I have, but I owe you too much. ”

Above the sea, in the giant whale-shaped flying boat, Tang Que and An Xiaowan looked at the sea and the sky, letting the sea breeze blow by. Behind them stood Changyu Wai, An Xiaojian, and some of the surviving low-level monks of the An family.

An Xiaowan slowly took out a black and white vase from her storage bag, cherished it in the palm of her hand, and there was a gorgeous colorful flower on the vase, the flower of the moon, blooming leisurely. It's as amazing as An Xiaowan.

An Xiaowan held the flower of the moon and said: "Xianggong, the flower of the moon, was it you gave me that day, or is it ordinary and beautiful, but I am about to wither." ”

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. The bright moon rises slowly above the sea, and the moonlight is like water, just like the moonlight of the Yulan Festival Double Moon Festival.

And Tang Que's condensation of the moonlight is even more admired by the Tianxing River, but the years are traceless, the same moonlit night, different feelings.

An Xiaowan said slowly: "Moon Flower, Soul Snatching Pill, I hope my soul can be attached to this beautiful Moon Flower, so that she will always accompany you, Xianggong." ”

Tang Que looked at An Xiaowan gently and nodded slowly.

An Xiaowan suddenly called out to the back: "Xiaojian, come here." ”

An Xiaojian was completely free of his previous frivolity and cynicism, his eyes were full of melancholy, and standing on top of the flying boat made him look a little more calm.

The family was ruthlessly slaughtered, which made An Xiaojian understand a lot, he walked up to An Xiaowan and said, "Sister, am I here?" You're tired, talk less. ”

An Xiaowan looked at An Xiaojian and said, "Xiaojian, take care, the family depends on you." You can't be as headstrong as you used to be. ”

An Xiaojian nodded and said, "Sister, don't worry." As he spoke, his eyes showed incomparable determination.

Together with Changyu Wai, he couldn't help sighing, and said secretly: "Creation makes people, even an amazing person like Tang Gongzi can't get rid of creation." But none of our monks is not in this cycle. ”

The morning sun above the sea has slowly risen, and An Xiaowan's soul seems to have dissipated.

Tang Que picked up the moon flower, as if holding An Xiaowan. This innocent and infatuated woman, this unfortunate and lucky woman. This woman who had waited for him for twenty years for a promise finally fulfilled her promise with the Elixir.

An Xiaojian looked at the dozen or so Qi Refining Cultivators in the family, they were the only remaining seedlings of the An family. The catastrophe of the An family and the destruction of the family made the surviving Qi refining disciples of the An family go through the accident, like frightened birds, and they cannot live in fear.

An Xiaojian looked at these children in the family, and his face showed a look of determination.

An Xiaojian said to Tang Que: "Brother Tang, I finally understand what you said to me that day. ”

Tang Que said: "What did I say that day?" ”

An Xiaojian smiled bitterly, remembering the situation in the Tang Que Cave Mansion in Heavenly Star City that day.

He used to drink spiritual wine when he was young and frivolous, and the words of Hang'er Langdang are still vivid in his ears: "Brother Tang, what do you say about cultivation, just for pleasure." The immortal road is long, and there are a few people who can live forever, but it is ridiculous that many monks can't understand it, and blindly practice penance, and as a result, they waste a lot of time, but in the end, they don't become dry bones in the grave, so it's better to hurry up and have fun in time. ”

An Xiaojian couldn't help but feel ashamed of what he had thought. As a cultivator, he doesn't think about cultivation, he only thinks about having fun.

Tang Que once looked at An Xiaojian and said earnestly: "Xiaojian, you don't understand, in addition to pleasure, my generation of monks has many things that are worth doing. Maybe a **** will understand that if you are just greedy for pleasure, let alone a leisurely life, I am afraid that not only your life will not be able to control yourself, but even your soul will fall into a catastrophe. ”

Tang Que had a deep voice, which kept lingering in his ears: "The saddest thing is that you will watch your beloved die and wither in front of you, and you will be powerless, you will watch the hands that turn the clouds and rain, manipulating your life and your love at will." ”

"And you are pale and powerless in the face of the so-called creation, the so-called providence, like an ant. You won't understand the pain and the sorrow. So if you don't want to be that ant, you can only practice hard. Until one day, my life is up to me. ”

An Xiaojian finally understood what the sorrow of being an ant was, powerless to resist in the face of power, people were swordsmen and I was fish and meat, everything about myself fell into the control of others, and life and death were just between the thoughts of others.

As a small and medium-sized family in the domain of the sea, the An family was ruthlessly exterminated by the old demon Niu of Kwai Water Island, and was powerless to resist, and there were no monks in the domain of the sea. The bloody reality hit An Xiaojian hard.

Tang Que patted An Xiaojian's shoulder, speechless for a while.

An Xiaojian left with the rest of the An family, and they had to go their own way. Tang Que looked at An Xiaojian's firm back when he left, and sighed secretly in his heart.