() Deep eyes like water, his gaze is as quiet as a deep pool: "It's better to give yourself a space and time, and think about the future between you......"

……

The departure of Ziye did not let the wine banquet disperse, and people rushed forward to congratulate this worry-free and heavenly happy event.

Of course, they also avoided the prospective groom Ion Xuan very carefully.

Because the man who was sitting by the campfire was drinking alone, and he was sad.

The sake burned the corners of his lips and dripped off the placket of his clothes, until the jar in his hand could no longer pour a drop of wine, and then he threw the jar in his hand into the fire.

"Bang ......"

In the crisp sound, the flames suddenly soared, and then returned to their original state.

Elder Yu held two jars of wine in his hands, sat down beside him leisurely, and slowly handed him a jar.

Ion Xuan's dark eyes glanced at him awe-inspiringly, and he took an altar casually, and also took an object in his palm.

Slowly spreading out his palm, Ion Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at the small note in his palm, his lips trembled fiercely, and then he threw the note into the bonfire quietly.

Elder Yu patted the mud seal, took a sip with his head held high, and wiped the sake from the corner of his lips with his sleeve.

"I've been with you for so long, but I still can't see what you're going to do...... But since you decide to do it, I'll listen to you......"

Ion Xuan lowered his eyes and patted the mud seal of the wine jar in his hand, looked at the clear and shaking wine, and said indifferently: "How are things arranged?" ”

"Everything is ready...... Just, did you really decide to do it? ”

"There is no turning back when the bow is opened...... Now that the arrow is on the line, I have to ......"

Elder Yu wanted to say something more, but his eyes looked at Geng Yingsleeve, who was slowly coming, and then got up.

"I'll go back first......"

"Elder Yu......" Ion Xuan suddenly stared at him, and in the depths of his eyes, the shadows rose and fell: "You know...... What do you mean to me......"

Elder Yu nodded heavily, deep in his eyes, tears flowed, and after seeing Geng Yingsleeve who was gradually approaching, he still didn't say much after all, and left slowly.

Ion Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at the wine jar in his hand, suddenly picked it up, and was about to pour it down, but was stopped by a pair of slender hands.

"You've drunk four jars...... Can't drink anymore......"

Ion Xuan shook off her hand violently, didn't look at her, and finally poured half a jar of wine with his head held high.

Geng Yingsleeve sat down beside him distressedly, and said quietly, "I'm sorry...... I just heard the story of you and the Purple Night Maiden......"

Ion Xuan's body trembled suddenly, and he turned to look at her: "Don't you think it's ironic?" We've been through so many ...... together In the end, I didn't even get a chance to explain......"

"She's just angry, and when the anger subsides, she'll naturally listen to your explanation......"

"You don't know her...... In her world, there are several absolute bottom lines, which no one, for any reason, can touch...... Once touched, the whole army will be wiped out, and there will be no more life......" Ion Xuan looked at the wine jar in his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"And I, stupidly, touched her bottom line...... She won't forgive my ......"

"But you've been through so many ...... together"

"It's because life and death are together...... That's why she can't bear such a betrayal......" His eyes suddenly looked at Geng Yingsleeve, and in the depths of his dark eyes, there were suppressed tears: "You will never understand ......"