"This Bai Yaochu is a special demon. The storyteller sighed, a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

"If he could, I'd rather he be the kind of demon who wants to cultivate into an immortal. Xu Liyin took a deep breath, her hands trembled a little and held the teacup in her hand, her fair face was already unconsciously covered with tears.

A hundred years, a long time compared to the two years when he was lost at the age of thirteen.

Every night, every day, in her heart, in her dreams, is his figure.

In the past hundred years, she has taken the blessing bag given to her by Bai Qi Immortal Venerable, traveled a lot of places, and helped many people who are suffering, and now there are more than three hundred blessings in the blessing bag.

It's finally been until now, and she doesn't know if he's still alive.

Whether he is alive or not, she will go to him and accompany him.

"Emperor Qing, today is the deadline, I, it's time to go to him. Xu Liyin packed up her mind and said to the storyteller with a slight bow.

The storyteller was stunned, and in the end he just nodded and said nothing.

"Thank you Qingdi for taking care of me these days, and Liyin is grateful. Xu Liyin stood up, retreated behind the stool, and bowed respectfully to the storyteller.

"Miss Xu, have you thought about it? That snow-capped mountain is definitely not an ordinary place, it is an extremely cold place, let alone you, even if the demon or immortal who has been on the road for less than 10,000 years has gone up, it is difficult to come down again. The storyteller may have been a little unbearable, so he reminded Xu Liyin loudly.

"Riyin knows, but Riyin must go, and for many years, what I have been waiting for is today. What if I can't get down? Where he is, I will be there, whether in life or in death. The corners of Xu Liyin's mouth hooked up a relieved smile, and the eyes of the storyteller were so firm.

Yes, she had waited for him for a hundred years, and finally this day had come, even if it was a dead end, she had to go.

Because back then, he also chose this dead end.

"Well, how about I go with you?" the storyteller said after looking at Xu Liyin for a long time, and finally stood up.

Because he thought, if he stood by and watched, then Ruojing didn't want to, right?

"So...... Then it will be troublesome to the Qingdi. Xu Liyin was stunned by the storyteller's words, and only after a long time did she smile in surprise and bend over the storyteller again.

"It's okay, you and that Bai Yaochu are looking forward to the reunion after a hundred years, if you can't hold on before you reach the top of the snowy mountain, then it will be an irreparable regret for you and him. The storyteller shook his head slightly.

Ruojing doesn't like sad endings the most, if this story of the pear blossom demon and mortals can be consummated, Ruojing should be happy, right?

"Thank you, Emperor Qing. Xu Liyin may not have expected the storyteller to think so much, and the gratitude in her eyes was even stronger.

Even if it is still only a 'death' word in the end, as long as you can see him, it is enough.

"Let's go. The storyteller opened the door, looked back at Xu Liyin and said.

Xu Liyin nodded, followed the storyteller, and walked step by step towards the snowy mountain where she was haunted by her dreams.

There, it was Bai Yaochu who she had missed for a hundred years.

In front of me, it was snow-colored.

The entire mountain is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the trees are covered with condensed ice, and the sky seems to be drifting with goose feathers all year round.

Even if the spring flowers bloom under the mountain, the mountain is unchanged for thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifts.

"If my guess is correct, then Bai Yaochu should be in the ice cave. The storyteller pointed to the front while blocking the cold wind with his left hand.

"Thank you...... Thank you, Qingdi. Xu Liyin's face was pale, her lips were frozen purple, and she trembled a little uncontrollably when she spoke.

This snow-capped mountain is really an extremely cold place, as if it is cold to the bones.

"Alas, I said earlier that you won't be able to bear the cold in this place, the cold ice here will not melt for thousands of years, if there is no 10,000-year-old Taoism, it will not be able to prevent the cold from invading the body. The storyteller turned his face to look at Xu Liyin and sighed, and then put his palm close to her back, conveying a little true qi to warm her up a little.

"Emperor Qing doesn't have to worry about me, let's go find the Ice Cave quickly. Xu Liyin slowed down, and an eager look appeared in her eyes.

No matter how unwell she was physically, it still couldn't stop her from wanting to see him.

"Okay, Miss Xu, hold on a little longer. The storyteller nodded, and walked back on.

Xu Liyin covered her chest that was a little painful, looked at the figure of the storyteller, took a deep breath, and followed.

The footprints behind them were gradually covered by the unbroken snow of goose feathers, as if no one had ever set foot in it.

After walking for a long, long time, finally, an ice-sculpture-like cave appeared in front of the two of them.

It seems to be colder here than it was before.

"Who's coming?" A blue light flashed, and a young man in a silver robe appeared at the door of the cave.

"We are here to find Bai Yaochu. The storyteller did not identify himself.

"Today is the end of his sentence, but you are here to pick him up?" the young man asked, looking at Xu Liyin and the storyteller.

"Yes. The storyteller continued.

"Then go in, but I don't know if he's alive or dead. The boy nodded, and the words were gone.

As soon as Xu Liyin heard the sentence 'I don't know if I am dead or alive', my heart sank.

But she still stepped into the hole, and she wanted to find him.

The storyteller followed, silent.

I don't know how long I walked in this narrow corridor, and finally, Xu Liyin saw a hole in front of her.

Her heart trembled, he, was he there?

Is he alive?

Holding back the sourness that was overflowing in his heart, Xu Liyin ran towards the entrance of the cave quickly.

It was a much more spacious ice cave, with nothing around it, just wisps of ice that could be seen with cold air.

Here, it is even colder than outside.

Xu Liyin was eagerly looking for the white figure she had been thinking about day and night, and she was eager to know if he was still alive.

Finally, she saw a white figure with his back to her, the only difference was that this person was not a black hair, but a head full of silver threads.

The man remained motionless, as if he were dead.

Xu Liyin couldn't help the sudden huge disappointment in her heart, and tears kept slipping out of her eyes, wasn't it him?

She staggered, slowly stepped forward, and walked behind the man who was locked by four iron cables.

She didn't dare to call him, she was afraid that this person was not him.

"The pear blossoms blown off the ground in the sheng flute, as if the snow-white hair you waited for me. The sound of the strings broke off a relationship, but it couldn't erase my high expectations......" Xu Liyin carefully sang this half of the song, which she sang to him on the castle tower when she was thirteen years old, and this is what he sang to her when she was sixteen.

"Pear...... As soon as the half of the song was sung, the person seemed to suddenly come to life, and the hoarse and ugly voice slowly overflowed with this call.......

When the man turned his head, Xu Liyin saw the face that haunted her soul, and finally cried bitterly.

"Pear...... Pear tone. Bai Yaochu seemed to only be able to say these two words, shouting over and over again.

Xu Liyin listened to his hoarse and dry voice, and her heart was even more sad.

"Good ......" Bai Yaochu had red eyes, raised his hand tied with the iron rope, and gently stroked Xu Liyin's face.

The cold and bone-chilling temperature on her hand was self-evident, but Xu Liyin still grabbed Bai Yaochu's hand and stuck it on her cheek fiercely.

She was trying to wake herself up, it wasn't a dream, it wasn't a dream.

Xu Liyin and Bai Yaochu hugged each other tightly, and the green silk and silver hair were entangled, as if they didn't want to separate again.

"I ...... I love you. Bai Yaochu's low voice was a little difficult, the sound was not loud, but in this extremely quiet ice cave, it was so clear.

"I love you too. Xu Liyin pressed Bai Yaochu's cold lips, tears sliding down her cheeks.

From then on, no one could separate her from him.

After a hundred years of waiting, it is still waiting for him after all.

From now on, between them, there will be a flower of the earth......

The storyteller looked at the two people not far away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

Ruojing, do you like this ending?

Having a lover eventually becomes a family is your favorite story, right?

But when will you be able to return to me?

I'll wait for you, no matter what the sea is, no matter how dry the sea is, I will wait until you come back......

- (End of volume)