Immortal Monarch, Immortal Monarch, wake up quickly, the bare place in the back mountain has grown clouds!"

Ye Luwu woke up from his deep sleep, shook his right hand a little sour, and then jumped down from the thick branch, "How long have I been asleep?"

The handsome young man hurriedly spread a smile and stepped forward, "No more, no less, three hundred years." ”

"How many times have you said it, don't call me that. ”

With a slight flip of her right wrist, a peach blossom appeared out of thin air in her white palm, flying towards the branch, "Also, it's not a bare place either." There is a name there, called Yunjian Mountain. ”

The young man touched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "What I know, it's just that the name is too tongue-twisting, how can there be a mountain in the depths of the clouds? If there is, it should also be the place where the immortal monarch lives, and it will definitely not be so bare." ”

Ye Luwu shook his head slowly, there, there were really immortals living there.

After the collapse of the fairy world, she returned to the peach blossom paradise again, but saw that the peach forests here were all withered, and it took her two hundred years to make this last peach tree sprout again.

Even if it is raised day by day with spiritual power, until today, it has never given birth to a bud that blooms on its own.

After the disappearance of Yunjian Mountain, the place where it was originally located conveniently became a large flat land. The time of the human world has passed year by year, but this place is still scorched and black, without the slightest change.

It is only today that the first rays of mist have finally been born here.

Ye Luwu walked forward slowly, sat cross-legged on top of a piece of charred soil, and stretched out his hand to gently remove the soil in front of him, "Senior brother, I'm here alone, I don't know how many days and nights have passed. The peach tree produces a new shoot every 100 years, and there are probably about ten nowadays. ”

Su Bai's slender fingers took out a hosta that was broken in half from the soil, and the spiritual power on it had long since disappeared, and now it was just a mortal thing. She made a special trip to Arashiyama before she fell asleep, and found it in a crack in the ground of the martial arts arena.

After so much time had passed, she finally knew why Yu Jin would say that entering Yunjian Mountain was equivalent to being imprisoned here.

The existence of himself and his senior brother in the human world has been completely erased, and no one in this world remembers it.

But even so, she had one thing she had to do.

"Senior brother, I'm here to say goodbye to you. ”

Ye Luwu looked at the light clouds and mist circulating in front of him steadily, and said to himself: "I'm leaving, this time, I shouldn't come back." ”

"The human realm is gone, and it is very reluctant for me to live so long. Recently, I only feel tired, and I have slept for 300 years, and I think that the end must be approaching, and there are only a few days left. ”

She murmured softly, slowly stood up, first brushed the dust on the Buddha's clothes, and then stretched out her fingers, and the crimson soul power came instantly, wrapping the jade hairpin that was broken in half softly, "In my life, I have been a demon, a person, an immortal, and even in the end, I almost fell into the devil's path." ”

"But what I want to do most is people. ”

"I want to live a decent life, and I can do whatever I want. It's a big deal to start all over again, and you don't have to be as boring as you are now. ”

"Senior brother, but when it comes to this day, I am most reluctant to be you. No matter how many times I am reincarnated, no matter where I am, I will never remember you again. ”

No one will remember you again but me.

Ye Luwu sat in Yunjian Mountain for a long time this time, and told her all about her loneliness in the past thousand years. The light and calm voice flowed in the light mist, although I could not hear the emotion, but it was sad and earnest.

She can find Xu Mingchuan again after a thousand years, and she can live an ordinary life, but she will never see her senior brother again. The boy who carried her back to the room under the bright moonlight will never have a second one in this world.

The red sun was low, the stars were chaotic, and before I knew it, another day had passed.

Ye Luwu had only woken up for three and a half hours before she began to feel sleepy again.

She easily opened her right hand, and the hosta turned into a pinch of powder, which dissipated with the breeze.

The soft hem of the clothes made a beautiful arc in the night, and the starlight fell on her clothes, carrying thousands of years.

To this day, she still hasn't waited for her senior brother to call her "Xiaowu".

When he returned to his residence, the young man immediately came out of the enchantment and said in a loud voice: "Xianjun has never been away for such a long time, and if he doesn't return, I really don't know what to do." ”

Ye Luwu didn't respond, just walked into the room with an indifferent expression, and sat down at the round table by the window, "Jiang Yan, I want to tell you something." ”

Because she usually looked so cold, Jiang Yan didn't care, and still said with a smile: "If there is something wrong with Xianjun, just say it." As long as you don't drive me away, nothing is a big deal. I have lived with Xianjun for hundreds of years, and I still have this concentration. ”

"I'm going to die. ”

Looking at Ye Luwu, who was still calm, Jiang Yan thought for a moment that he had misheard, and a smile immediately froze on his face, "Immortal Jun, what did you say?"

"I said, I'm going to die. ”

The peerless face did not have half a wave, and the star-like eyes reflected the loneliness of thousands of years. Her voice was flat and soft, as if she was just saying what the weather would be like tomorrow.

"The barrier I set for you to stop the passage of time cannot be sustained any longer. I'm sorry for you, I can't save you. ”

Jiang Yan hurriedly shook his head and said in a trembling voice: "I was originally a dying person, and it was the mercy of the Immortal Monarch that allowed me to live for a few hundred more years, and I am the only one in the world who has such an opportunity." If the Immortal Monarch blames himself for this, I will immediately get out of this enchantment, and I will not embarrass the Immortal Monarch. ”

Ye Luwu stiffly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing his first smile since stepping into the fairy world.

She leaned against the window again and fell asleep.

In the haze, she seemed to feel that the sky was about to dawn, and in the flowing clouds, she saw a thousand sails floating in the galaxy, and in the dream-like dream, there was a vague shadow saying something.

Only this time, she never woke up.

The peach blossoms outside the window were instantly gone, and the petals that had dispersed their spiritual power slowly drifted into the wide-open window sash, and they were all over the green leaves.

There were only ten young buds left on the stout tree, which trembled in the moonlight and spit out their buds, and then quietly bloomed.

The Peach Blossom Paradise has finally come to life.

In April, Jiangnan is the time of mist and rain, and the cool mist seems to come from the sky and gently falls on the small bridge and flowing water.

The fine rain silk weaved diagonally, and the bluestone pavement was wet in an instant. The woman in the concubine-colored dress standing on the rainbow bridge should not have carried an umbrella, and this sudden light rain made her a little irritable, so she had to walk forward quickly, trying to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Before he walked off the bridge, he encountered a cold wind blowing in his face, and the slightly wet green silk was blown by the wind, and the wisps were stained on his face. She had to turn around and wait for the gust of wind to pass for a while before making plans.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the hair in front of him, he saw an ochre-colored oil-paper umbrella appear in front of him.

The hand holding the handle of the umbrella has a slender joint, and there is a thin calloon in the center of the index finger, which looks like it is the result of years of writing.

The owner of the hand stood sideways in front of him, most of his body drenched in the rain, and his crimson shirt became heavier.

"The rain in Jiangnan will come as soon as it is said, so the girl should bring this umbrella. ”

His voice melted into the drizzle, and a voice fell on the Hongqiao, where there were only two people, "In Xu Mingchuan, Yin Mansion in Xiajiang, dare to ask the girl's name?"

The woman took the oil-paper umbrella from his hand, and when she raised her head slightly, she revealed a face that amazed Yan Yu, "Yongning Mansion, Ye Luwu." ”

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