That day, when the whole Fu Palace suddenly shook, he saw the golden dragon carrying her to avoid the falling object and rush out. Her panicked look tugged at his nerves, but when he wanted to catch up with her in the wind, he was instantly frozen.

The demons, monsters, and immortals around them were all magically cast, and everyone stood with wide eyes, but they couldn't move at all.

The palace soon collapsed, and everyone was crushed under the rubble.

The boundless darkness was overwhelming, and it was still black in front of me.

He was worried about her situation and safety, and he gradually lost consciousness.

He didn't know when all things in heaven and earth belonged to you, and when he came to his senses, he was already in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

The color in front of me is no longer a jet black, but the crystal blue of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. Bright blue, clear and crystalline. He is also the nephew of the Jade Emperor Tianjun and the husband of the Three Dukes of Long.

"Yang Jian, do you think our children are good-looking?" Ying Li approached him with a pink-carved baby in her arms. He remembered that he and Yingli's child had been stillborn before they were born. And Yingli is holding the child of the white fox in her hand. The white fox killed Yingli's child, so he returned the son with a son.

Yingli's life has some sustenance, and he has a wish. His marriage to Yingli was a transaction, a last resort, and a sacrifice he made for the Three Realms.

He gave his name to Yingli and gave his heart to another woman.

The woman had never been seen since she flew away from the Fu Palace, as if she had disappeared from the Three Realms.

There was an old golden dragon living in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and she always told him proudly. Her son is her pride, because her son has entered the heavenly court as an immortal, but she doesn't know that his son has lost his eyes and lost his light.

It was the first time he had set foot in Heaven since the Three Realms returned to Taiping, and it was also the only time he went to Heavenly Court. At the edge of the Yao Pond, he finally saw the blind golden dragon.

Do you know where the master went? When the blind golden dragon heard his voice and asked him expectantly, his tears fell in despair.

That day, he watched him fly away from the palace with her on his back, but he didn't even know her whereabouts. His last hope was disappointed.

He roamed the long streets of the Heavenly Palace like a fly without a head. Lost soul, wolf bèi unbearable.

A beautiful fairy rushed towards him, and he burst into tears and looked desperate. He bumped into him. The fairy hugged him and cried. He said. It turns out that he is not the most beautiful in the Three Realms. He only lived for the pursuit of a beautiful word in his life. But after seeing Di Kun, he knew that his pursuit was destined to fail, since he couldn't be the most beautiful in the Three Realms. What's the point of being alive?

After the immortal left him, he jumped down from the Zhuxian platform and died, and then the Three Realms spread loudly, and he knew that the immortal he met on the long street of the Heavenly Court that day was called the Bird God.

At that time, standing on the street of Tianting, he only remembered the name of Di Kun.

Di Kun, the eye of heaven born in response to the catastrophe, the savior of the Three Realms, the Heavenly Monarch carries him to the Lingxiao Hall every day, sits on the dragon chair, and rules the Three Realms. The people of the Three Realms were full of curiosity about Di Kun, but he was not interested.

Who is this prince who appeared out of thin air? He didn't want to know. He just wanted to know where she was.

When he went to say goodbye to the Heavenly Monarch, he saw Di Kun in the arms of the Heavenly Monarch.

At a glance, he burst into tears on the spot.

At that time, Di Kun was still very young, and he fell asleep sweetly in the arms of Tianjun obediently.

He stared at the sleeping little face, and the tears flowed uncontrollably.

The tears of the Heavenly Monarch also slipped silently.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other speechlessly, and shed tears.

There is no need to say anything more, and anything else is superfluous.

The child's face had already told him who his mother was.

Without saying a word to the Heavenly Monarch, he turned around silently and walked away in the same teary-eyed vision of the Heavenly Monarch with tears in his eyes.

Since then, he has never come to Heaven again, but every year, on Di Kun's birthday, he will send him gifts. The rest of the time, he traveled every inch of the Three Realms, looking for her fragrance, but found nothing.

Gradually, he no longer had the luxury of finding her, and he had made it his whole life to find her.

One year, the Dragon King of the East China Sea had a birthday, and Yingli brought him news: Are you back? Father misses you very much, he hasn't seen you as a son-in-law for many, many years.

The message revealed on the red maple leaf did not mention the fact that she missed him, and he knew that she had turned not missing someone she shouldn't have turned into a lifelong challenge.

He threw the maple leaf into the air, and the autumn sun smiled brightly in the air, and the maple leaf turned to ashes in that smile. He originally didn't plan to return to the East China Sea, but the Three Realms were rumored that the savior Emperor Kun would go to congratulate the Dragon King of the East China Sea on his birthday, and his heart pounded.

That child, he hadn't seen him in hundreds of years, and he didn't know how tall and old he had grown.

There was a concern in his heart that dragged him back to the East China Sea.

On the day of the Dragon King's birthday banquet, the entire Dragon Palace was very lively.

The prince Emperor Kun was surrounded by groups and sat on a high VIP seat. He is noble and beautiful, like the kindest pearl in the world, no one can compare.

He just stood in the crowd, looking up at Di Kun from afar, looking up at his unreachable love far away in the sky.

He was her son. He has her blood in his body, so she will never die, and she will never die.

He had been looking for her for so many years, and the deep worry in his heart was finally relieved at this moment.

She did not die, but she sat on that high platform and was worshiped by all.

And Di Kun, the beautiful prince, he smiled at him from the high platform.

That smile had traces of her too deep.

He remembered the first time he saw her.

At that time, he was just a small guard of the South Heavenly Gate, but relying on his uncle's prestige, he entered the Heavenly Court Immortal Class.

She suddenly appeared in front of him, and all the heavenly soldiers and generals gathered around, but she was not in a hurry, and smiled at him.

Who is coming? He asked.

West Tianling River small fairy beads. She replied.

Since then, his original cold and heartless heart has sunk into a smile like the morning sun.

So, when Di Kun stood on the rolling waves of the East China Sea and asked him, cousin, do you know where my mother is?

It's dead. He answered him cheerfully, but the whole person seemed to age a thousand years old in an instant. His heart was overwhelmed. Looking at Di Kun with tears pouring down, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. When Di Kun asked him about her life, he said the words "visitors from the west", and he could no longer control it, and sank into the waves of the East China Sea.

Under the waves, he saw Di Kun's stunned gaze. Di Kun only saw that the sea water in the East China Sea rose in an instant, Di Kun couldn't see it, and he was already in tears under the sea.

Do you know I'm thinking of you, Jonju?

Do you know I'm looking for you, Jangzhu?

Where the hell are you?

Do you know that some love has happened, and it can never be erased...... (To be continued......)

PS: After writing Yang Jian's extras, I feel that my mood is so heavy that I can't do it. Very, very distressed Yang Jian in my pen, he is so infatuated and pitiful......