Looking through the five thousand years of history, Mo Tian no longer knows how many years he has passed, when Bai Qianxi was still by his side, he couldn't see his heart clearly, thinking that he was still in love with Meng Yao, but when Bai Qianxi left, he finally saw his heart clearly, it turned out that his heart had been taken away unconsciously, but it was too late when he realized it at that time, and he couldn't get it back no matter how he wanted to.

Meng Yao followed his footsteps, stepping on the pear blossoms and falling down the mountain, and she followed him quietly.

"Yao'er, let's go!" Mo Tian paused and said coldly, there was no longer the kind of friendship in his eyes.

"No... I don't believe that our thousand-year-old feelings are gone! Meng Yao shook her head, she hugged Mo Tian's back, and tears fell in an uproar.

"She's dead, and even the six realms of reincarnation can enter, why are you torturing yourself like this, it's not your fault, you don't know that there is such a taboo in ancient times..."Meng Yao cried, in fact, she also had her own thoughts, if she said that Bai Qianxi was not allowed to enter the Chongtian Gate, maybe Mo Tian would not take her in, but at that time she didn't say it, but chose to use another way to stop it, and used her thoughts.

Meng Yao didn't dare to admit her thoughts, but she finally killed Bai Qianxi, on the one hand, the avenue, on the other hand, she exchanged her life for thousands of lives, which one was more important, she knew that Bai Qianxi would definitely choose, sure enough, she succeeded, but after success, she lost Mo Tian forever, and the eldest prince didn't want her anymore, and she is now only Mo Tian alone, Mo Tian is the lord of the dragon king of the spirit world who is appointed by the dragon king, and is the supreme leader of the entire spirit world, The eldest prince and the second prince have been beaten down by the dragon king and become a dragon in the mortal world, and they need to train themselves to become dragons.

Mo Tian broke Meng Yao's hand, looked at her indifferently, and finally disappeared under the mountain, snowflakes were flying all over the ground, Meng Yao was powerless to sit on the ground, because this time, she didn't even have the position of the daughter of the dream world, if she lost Mo Tian, then she would have nothing at all.

One day in the spiritual realm, a thousand years in the three realms, after a thousand years, Dayuan Lake is back to a vibrant and harmonious place, a line of white-clothed, youthful and energetic people patrolling the Dayuan Lake, sitting in the depths of the bottom of the Dayuan Lake, that pair of eyes that are always sad but look at the shore from time to time, as if trying to find the familiar figure of the past.

The old body of the twilight can no longer support him, but he is unwilling to die like this, no matter how strong the demon king is, he can't escape the torture of the years after all, the thousands of years have brought him too many traces of time, and the new generation is young and frivolous.

"No, she's really not coming back!"

A thousand years have passed, but unfortunately the thousand spirit girl will not come back, at the moment when he was unwilling to die, he still chose to jump into the lake, escaped the robbery, after the robbery, he also saw the previous faces, familiar and unfamiliar, at that time he thought that time had come back, he wanted to find the hundred millennial, but when he rummaged through the sea of all the people but did not find the traces of the hundred millennial, no one remembered her, or the person who once loved her also lost her memory, the seal at the bottom of the great abyss lake was strengthened again, and his demonic power became weaker and weaker.

Bai Qianyu's cloudy eyes quietly watched all the tides and sunsets in the world, although the sunset was beautiful, but unfortunately it was close to dusk, under the parting of the sunset, Bai Qianyu looked at the dark figure slowly walking, he greeted the sunset, familiar and separated by a layer of hatred.

There is no hatred in the world that cannot be forgotten, any hatred will be slowly erased by time, only endless regret remains, I am afraid that he is not the only lonely person in this world, and he, what about the mysterious and powerful royal family of gods, haven't you not controlled your own destiny with the Fa?

"You're alright!" Mo Tian looked at Bai Qianyu, who was already full of gray hair, another person who had not forgotten Bai Qianxi, Mo Tian would have forgotten Bai Qianxi, but he insisted on exchanging his 10,000-year life expectancy for memory, he didn't want to forget, and he couldn't forget it.

Bai Qianyu ignored Mo Tian, and finally lay on the shore of Dayuan Lake, silently watching the sunset, waiting for the sunset to fall, his body temperature began to slowly become cold, and finally he lost his breath.

Bai Qianyu also died, and there was only one person left in this world, and he quietly put down the last cup of soil for Bai Qianyu: "I heard that there is an aurora in the North Underworld, as long as the aurora appears, there will be a person who is allowed by the way of heaven to be resurrected." ”