Chapter 1599: The Universe Flood Leans on the Sword (24)
"Wait a minute......
Xiao Yu subconsciously took two steps back, and turned his head away, he was thinking about this day for a long time, but when the scenes presented in the countless dreams really appeared, he was born with endless apprehension and fear.
"Xiao Lang ......"
Feng Lingyue's voice passed through the curtain, like a light wind, under the immersion of the moonlight, it gently sounded in Xiao Yu's ears, "It's really you ......"
Xiao Yu's whole body trembled, as if he had been hit by thunder, and his whole body began to tremble, Feng Lingyue's voice was so real, even if it was decades apart, it was still as familiar as yesterday.
The existence that once engraved life in each other's fate, no matter how many years it takes, it is impossible to erase those deep imprints, and there is a familiar feeling, just like Xiao Jun and Di Xuan have been separated for nearly thirty years, but when they finally reunited, the tears in each other's eyes reflected that there was no alienation, but only eternal and unchanging affection, and gratitude for the gift of fate.
Di Xuan is the daughter of the Demon Emperor, but Xiao Jun is just an ordinary human race, this kind of love may not be favored by anyone, but they have come all the way to the present, regardless of the countless ups and downs, the original intention has always remained the same.
And now, what he is facing is only the phantom of Feng Lingyue, but he is not at all as calm as his parents when they meet again, but full of apprehension, does this mean that the love between him and Feng Lingyue is far from being comparable to the love between his parents......
Xiao Yu tried his best to keep his state of mind calm, but no matter what efforts he tried, in the end it was only in vain, even if one moment his state of mind calmed down, but the next moment, he would fall into chaos again.
This kind of repetition made Xiao Yu become manic, even if he just turned around, it was extremely difficult for him.
The light aroma came gently with the wind, and then it got closer and closer, closer and closer, and when the wisp of fragrance finally stood behind him, Xiao Yu felt that the whole world was still, and his spirit and blood were all frozen at this moment.
"My Xiao Lang is still the same, and he has never changed. ”
Such a close distance made Xiao Yu's whole heart beat wildly, even with his supreme concentration, coupled with the Buddha nature of the Bodhi heart, he still felt as if he could jump out at any time.
There are clouds in ancient poems, and the nostalgia is more timid, but for Xiao Yu, it is no longer a simple approach, the hometown near the ancients is the real hometown, and the figure he thinks about for a long time may be just a phantom, the more he misses the wind and the moon, the more afraid of the feeling of broken dreams.
So he was not only cowardly, but so cowardly that he was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to turn his head, and he didn't dare to look at the white figure, whether it was the dream person he loved all his life.
For a long time, the elegant fragrance seemed to be in full bloom, and suddenly it became boundless and intense, enveloping his whole person in an instant, only to see the white shadow in front of him, like a dream, warm and soft lips, devouring him in an instant......
In an instant, the world is far away, all into a dream, all the souls are completely grabbed in this moment, the gentle warm current, spread through the boundless years, and fill everything in life.
A flower and a life, a leaf in a lifetime, the misty dream is so beautiful, imprinted with the happiness of his life, when the blurred light and shadow through the light white veil, Xiao Yu finally woke up, Huo Ran opened his eyes, looking at the peerless face in front of him, as if everything in life was awakened, those forces that were suppressed in the endless wilderness, finally could not be suppressed anymore, and spread to the whole world in an instant.
A dream lasts forever, like a lifetime, in this plain white world, two people separated by fate finally meet again, and the endless thoughts that are deeply stored in each other's hearts are all engraved in the depths of each other's souls.
For a long, long time, Xiao Yu's soul finally calmed down completely, all the mania and restlessness, timidity and hesitation, all replaced by happiness.
"Ling Yue, is that you......"
After a long time, Xiao Yu finally spoke, even if it was just a phantom, she was also Xiao Yu's most beloved phantom, no matter what would happen, it was a gift from fate to him.
"It's ...... me"
After decades of separation, Feng Lingyue's face is still so peerless, and the embrace of each other makes them so close that they can clearly perceive every bit of temperature on each other's body.
"Is there anyone else in the world who has quieted your soul except me, and if you really feel the peace of your soul, then you should believe that I am here. ”
The quiet aroma came with Feng Lingyue's voice, which seemed to be answering Xiao Yu's question, and seemed to be affirming himself, Xiao Yu listened to Feng Lingyue's voice, and felt so peaceful, everything in the world seemed to be gone, and he no longer had anything to do with it.
Yes, who else but Feng Lingyue can make his soul so quiet, never want to participate in all the things in the world again, forget all his wishes and desires, responsibilities and ambitions, and just want to join hands with her to escape to the Three Realms and spend the rest of their lives together.
When Xiao Yu and Feng Lingyue are together, everything is no longer important, and even the long life has become a shackle, no one knows what kind of impact the endless years will have on their stay, he would rather they have only a thousand years to grow old together, and hug each other together.
This is Xiao Yu's truest feeling, and it is also his most sincere desire, many times the responsibilities he bears on his body make him have to do a lot of things, but if he really has a choice, he will definitely follow his heart's wishes.
In the blurry light and shadow, a thought in Xiao Yu's heart gradually became resolute, there was a wish that had been stored in his heart for a long time, and now he could finally use this opportunity to say it.
Thinking like this, Xiao Yu gently lifted Feng Lingyue up, and in the plain white of heaven and earth, he resolutely knelt down on one knee, and the bright light of his fingertips flowed, and a silver ring was conjured.
"When you fell outside Sirius, all I could capture was a ray of moonlight in my palm, and then I repaired it with my soul and nourished my blood, and refined the eightfold source from the moonlight, and after twenty years, I finally cast this ring. ”
Feng Lingyue's eyes trembled slightly, and the eight-color source was ...... It seems that it is a long way in the past, the world is like a dream, it has always been so far away, but the luckiest thing for her is that no matter how the years pass, the eyes of the young man at that time are the same as before, and they have never changed.
In a flash, the eightfold divine light quietly bloomed—
Bright Flame, Dark Thunder, Boundless Amaterasu, Eternal Kun Yuan, Flood Desolation, Awakening Spirit Stone, Hongmeng Waters, Nine Heavens Wind Channel.