The light of the purple night's eyes flickered instantly, and the shadows rose and fell: "Permanent...... Target? ”

"Purple Night ......" Ion Xuan gently hugged her into his arms and comforted her in a low voice: "There are no absolutes in the world, Zhu Huang can become the supreme of divine beasts, it is definitely not luck...... There must be a way to solve this problem......"

His arms tightened the hug, and he muttered, "Just like you...... I will never give up ......"

……

A touch of morning light penetrated the carved window lattice and reflected in Ion Xuan's eyes, causing his eyelashes to tremble and suddenly wake up.

Last night, he was here to take care of Ziye, but he didn't expect to fall asleep on the side of the bed while talking.

On the bed, it was empty, and the purple night was gone.

"Purple Night ......"

Ion Xuan's face changed instantly, he screamed and got up, and when he turned around, he found that in the room on one side, the door was open, and the wind swept away the whole room.

On the verandah, the purple night stood slim, and his hair was gray all night.

Ion Xuan's heart instantly hurt, "Purple Night ......"

Zi Ye tilted her head slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally slowly turned around and stood up.

Her face was full of wrinkles and dark spots, and she still had the talent she used to have.

"Purple Night ......" Ion Xuan wanted to step forward in distress, but was stopped by Zi Ye raising his hand.

"Don't come over ......"

Ion Xuan suddenly paused and looked at her in some panic.

"What are you going to do?"

Her tone was unprecedentedly calm, but this calmness made Ion Xuan's heart even more panicked.

Zi Ye raised his hand to brush away the messy hair flying on his forehead, and smiled leisurely.

"I told you about the white head of the past...... I just didn't expect it to ...... so soon."

She looked down at her hand, caressing the folds on it.

"I once said that I am most afraid that I have gray hair on my sideburns, but you are handsome and flawless......"

"Ziye, I also said that I am not afraid of your gray hair......"

"But I'm afraid ......" The smile on the corner of Ziye's lips was even deeper: "You see what I look like now...... I'm no longer the Purple Night worthy of you......"

Ion Xuan hooked his lips and smiled, and in his smile, he was full of distress and pampering: "You are the only purple night in this world...... No matter what you become, you'll be worthy of me......"

"His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, Purple Night Girl, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is here......"

Ion Xuan's eyes trembled instantly: "What is he doing here?" ”

"I asked him to come......"

……

When he received a message from the maid that Zi Ye asked him to move to the Xuan Dormitory Palace, he had a premonition that something was wrong.

Now when he saw the white-haired purple night in the sun, his heart sank.

"How so?"

"I invited the Emperor of Heaven today not for anything else...... It's to make things clear to you face to face......"

Zi Ye's eyes looked at Ion Xuan faintly: "I went crazy and died early, and it has nothing to do with anyone...... So, promise me not to have any bitterness in the heart of the Emperor of Heaven...... He just wants you to be happy......"

Her eyelashes twitched, and she looked at Li Wuwu tremblingly: "You're right, I can't selfishly exchange temporary pleasure for the loneliness and pain of his life...... Fortunately, it's not too late, and it's still too late to stop......"

"It's too late......" Ion Xuan smiled lightly, his scorching black eyes staring into Ziye's eyes: "The moment we started, we couldn't ......turn back."

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