Standing in white clothes against the wind, looking closely, Ouyang Gurong's cold and ice-like face was unexpectedly smeared with sorrow.

"Brother Rong, it's all my fault, it's because I couldn't arrive in time to save Sister Chenghuan." Looking at Ouyang Gurong's mournful face, the county lord of Huale instantly changed back to that caring good sister.

"Dragon, use your mind to sense it again!" Ouyang Gurong didn't pay attention to Hua Le, but turned his head to the dragon on the side and commanded.

Ouyang Gurong finally forced the emperor to relax, and he could bring Chenghuan and Tianjun into the palace tomorrow to meet him.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the house, the building was already empty.

Fortunately, Cheng Huan contracted the dragon, and Ouyang Gurong wasted the strength of the dragon to summon the dragon from the state of cultivation.

However, no matter how the dragon perceived it, his last belief in Cheng Huan only stayed on the edge of this cliff.

"Still not." The dragon sat cross-legged and meditated for about half a pillar of incense, but in the end he could only helplessly confide in this result.

He never expected that he had only found a secluded place to recuperate for a few days, and he would lose the news of Chenghuan.

Speaking of this, not only the dragon, but also the Qinglong and others who followed couldn't help frowning.

If Cheng Huan hadn't been seriously injured a few days ago, he wouldn't have ended up in such a situation where life and death were unknown.

"The contract beast can't sense its master, there is only one situation......" After another half-sound, the dragon stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff, and said in a deep voice.

Although I am extremely reluctant to admit it, the facts are obviously in front of everyone.

The dragon is an ancient divine beast, and its powerful spiritual power is not comparable to ordinary magical beasts.

Even he can't perceive Cheng Huan's existence, so there is only one possibility.

That is, Cheng Huan no longer exists in this world.

Her soul entered the six realms of reincarnation, and the agreement between her and the contract beast would naturally end, and the communication between the two would be broken.

"Dragon, you have made a contract of life and death." Ouyang Gurong was not far away from believing what the dragon said, and stubbornly retorted.

"The owner has the right to break the contract before his death." The dragon didn't look back.

Although he didn't sense the signal of the termination of the contract, at this moment, the contact he had only seen with Cheng Huan seemed to have been completely terminated.

All that remained was the smile that Cheng Huan left in the dragon's mind.

"Stand down, all of you." Ouyang Gurong waved his sleeves and stood on the edge of the cliff, the mourning between his eyebrows and eyes deepened a little.

"Brother Rong, you ......" The county lord of Huale grabbed Ouyang Gurong's clothes and was unwilling to leave.

"Suzaku, send the county lord home!" Without looking back, Ouyang Gurong continued to command in a deep voice.

Cheng Huan's fall from the cliff can be seen by anyone, and it has nothing to do with the only witness, the lord of Huale County.

Shengxue's clothes fluttered in the wind, and the hustle and bustle finally calmed down.

Ouyang Gurong quietly stared at the bottomless cliff, and for the first time a pair of narrow and sharp eyes revealed an endless sense of vicissitudes.

What about having supreme power? What about sitting on the river? What about the inexhaustible treasures of gold and silver?

In the end, it's not the same woman who can't protect herself.

Thinking of the three words "Feng Chenghuan", Ouyang Gurong's heart was like being cut by a knife, a pain that surpassed all pain.

originally thought that since his mother passed away, Ouyang Gurong had become a cold and ruthless body just to compete for the position above the ten thousand people.

Unexpectedly, after meeting Cheng Huan, everything changed.

The cold Ouyang Gurong also became gentle and considerate, and there was a warm smile on his face that was as soft as a spring breeze in March.

During the time when Cheng Huan was pregnant, he tried his best to protect him all night long, and Ouyang Gurong didn't feel bored.

Just looking at Cheng Huan, who was sleeping soundly, a huge sense of satisfaction could envelop him.

It turns out that I really love someone, and my heart is soft, but I can never find the most appropriate words to describe it.

Recalling the endless past, two crystalline liquids unconsciously fell from those narrow and sharp black eyes.

Ouyang Gurong, who has always been cold and arrogant, quietly shed tears at this moment.

Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die.

Cheng Huan probably couldn't have imagined that it would affect the softest and jerky corner of Ouyang Gurong's heart.

The sunset gradually set behind the mountain, and the fiery sunset floated in the sky, like an elegy of red and sorrow.

The hundred-year-old dream of the floating world, the struggle for the throne and the struggle for power, all turned into nothingness at this moment.

Ouyang Gurong, who was standing quietly on the edge of the cliff, suddenly realized at this moment and was determined to abandon the position that the world admired.

The moon gradually rose, and the crescent moon of the last quarter moon hung high in the air, faintly depicting a lingering sense of sorrow for this farewell scene.

At this moment, under the pitch-black cliff, there was a faint bit of bright moonlight shining.

Ouyang Gurong's mind turned, and he immediately took out the moon stone in his arms.

Sure enough, as if there was a response, the moon stone in his hand was also emitting a bright light like a bright moon.

Presumably Cheng Huan is there!

Ouyang Gurong didn't have time to think about it, he urged the spell to jump, and flew towards the cliff where the moonstone light flashed.

As the distance narrowed little by little, Ouyang Gurong's dark eyes also brightened.

The baby's cry had already filled Ouyang Gurong's ears.

It must have been the cry of the heavens.

It was among the ancient trees that were struggling to survive on the cliff that Tianjun lay unharmed among the branches.

Seeing his son, Ouyang Gurong couldn't help but shed tears again.

Tianjun is on this ancient tree, and it seems that the place where Cheng Huan fell should not be far away.

Tianjun, who was hugged by Ouyang Gurong, seemed to sense his father's urgent mood, and stopped crying.

Just opened a pair of dark eyes, obediently leaned on Ouyang Gurong's arms, and followed him back and forth around the ancient tree.

The sky gradually revealed the color of the fish belly, and this deep night was finally lifted.

Ouyang Gurong stood in the previous day's position with Tianjun in his arms, and Sheng Xue's clothes had obviously been cut out by the cliffs.

After a night of searching, he had exhausted all his spiritual power, but he didn't find the crescent white figure.

The tears in the dark eyes had dried up, and the deep voice was hoarse.

However, no matter what, I can no longer find the lovely man with a smile like a flower.

Ouyang Gurong lowered his head and looked at the little baby who had fallen asleep in his arms lovingly, and he had the only belief in life.

This is the crystallization of his and Cheng Huan's love, and he cannot fall no matter what.

You must personally raise Tianjun as an adult, and you must take him to see the most magnificent scenery in the world, and feel the deepest love and hatred.

You must, live hard, and wait for Chenghuan's return.

Since then, the five princes who dominate the Cloud Heaven Kingdom have disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The torrent of history is rolling forward, and the history of the Yuntian Continent is about to turn a new page.

And the cold son of the white-clothed Shengxue will never be written into the historical record again.

The great feats of those who fought on the battlefield and the political achievements that pacified the people's hearts were all left in the legends passed down by word of mouth.