Saint-Lo is one hundred and fifty-three thousand seven hundred years.

Divine Realm.

A team of 10,000 people is setting off from the royal city of St. Luo, preparing to go to the Phantom Spirit Clan thousands of miles away from the Royal City to welcome relatives, today is a rare ceremony in the Divine Realm, the King of the Divine Realm Saint Luo will marry the Phantom Spirit Princess Asano in the Phantom Sakura Palace.

Walking at the forefront of the greeting procession is the patriarch of the Shengluo clan, Phantom Night, he is the person in charge of welcoming relatives this time, Phantom Night is nearly 10,000 years older than Shengluo, for him, Shengluo has always been the pride of all clansmen, he not only cultivated to the highest, but also inherited the throne of the divine realm.

Just when everyone was busy with this wedding, a long-haired man in silver stood by the window of the dormitory and stared at the white petals, his complexion was like snow, his lips were like cherry, a few strands of long ink-colored hair on his forehead were moving in the wind, and his pale blue eyes were faintly clear.

If you only look at the appearance, he is no different from a boy who has just come of age, but Saint Luo clearly remembers his age, he is already 173,000 years old, and since he was 20,000 years old and has cultivated to break through the gods, he has had an eternal life.

On the crystal platform not far away is the big wedding dress that the maids have already prepared, this silver-clothed man is none other than the groom of today's wedding, the king of the divine realm, Saint Luo.

"King, the Patriarch of the Phantom Night has been on for two hours, and it's time for you to get ready to change your wedding clothes." The two maids respectfully came behind Saint Luo and said.

"Wait...," Saint Lo said quietly.

Before he met Qianxi, he had been alone for a long time, he had the highest cultivation in the divine realm and a long life, although he lived for 170,000 years, but most of the time he was alone in the Phantom Sakura Palace retreat and practice, such days were repeated year after year, day after day, until he met Qianxi, she was the second person in this world besides Mu Xiao who could read his mind.

Another hour passed, and just as Saint Luo was about to change his dress, there was a sudden rush of running outside the dormitory, "Wang... "Wang..." is the voice of the phantom night.

Seeing that Phantom Night had come back early, Saint Luo's heart chuckled, and what he feared most had happened.

"King, shallow tide... Shallow Tide is missing! Phantom Night ran in and said, he didn't even have time to salute Saint Luo first.

"What do you say? Missing? Saint Luo was stunned, and before he could ask in detail, Princess Xue Luolan also ran in after him, "Brother Saint Luo, the Phantom Spirit Clan just sent someone to report that someone of them saw Mu Han in Baling, and it was he who took Shallow Tide!" ”

"Mu Han..."Sheng Luo said silently, at this time, he knew better than anyone the real purpose of Mu Han's robbery of Qianxi, Mu Han is the half-brother of Qianxi, not only is the age similar to Shengluo, but even the cultivation is only three levels different from Shengluo, not long ago, he just replaced Su Xiaomo, the patriarch of the Su Mo clan, and became the second person in the cultivation of the Shen Clan.

The shallow tide disappeared, the Holy Luo clan and the Phantom Clan had to temporarily suspend the wedding, the angry Qianchou even publicly announced that he would expel Mu Han from the Phantom Clan, in order to find the shallow tide, the Phantom Spirit Clan did not hesitate to send all the adult men of the whole clan, but a month passed, they searched every corner of the Phantom Clan, but they didn't even see the shadow of the shallow tide, in desperation, the disheartened St. Luo gave an ultimatum to the Phantom Clan, if the shallow tide cannot be found within ten days, it will be blamed on the entire Phantom Clan, for this, The Phantoms had to expand their search to the entire Divine Realm.

During that time, it was as if he had changed a person, and he would dream of shallow tides every night, and in his dreams, he returned to the way he was when he first saw shallow tides seven hundred years ago.

One day seven hundred years ago, San Luo was originally going to pay tribute to the first queen Mu Xiao, when passing through Icewind Valley, he saw Shallow Tide wearing a plain white dress, she was dancing under a snow cherry tree in Icewind Valley, from the first time he saw her, Saint Luo's footsteps could no longer move, the girl's eyes were like water, ten fingers were slender, and her black hair fell down to her ankles, especially her smile, which was almost exactly the same as his deceased queen Mu Xiao.

From that moment on, he decided that the girl in front of him, no matter who she was, he would leave her in Saint Loy.

Saint Luo looked at the girl for half an hour on the side, until Qianchou arrived, he knew that this girl's name was Qianxi, it was Qianchou's personal girl who had been raised by his side since childhood, and Qianchou saw Shengluo's intentions for Qianxi, and immediately agreed to give Qianxi to Shengluo as a maid.

In this way, Asa Xi followed San Luo to live in the Phantom Sakura Palace, day after day, year after year, and Asa Xi also began to fall in love with this king of the God Realm who was 100,000 years older than him from the bottom of his heart. Until one day, Saint Luo brought her to Phantom Night and told him that he wanted to make Asa Xi the queen, because Shallow Tide's status in the Phantom Spirit Clan was not high, and Saint Luo's request was unanimously opposed by Phantom Night and all the elders of the clan.

But Saint Luo has never been a person willing to compromise, the opposition of the clansmen did not affect his interaction with Shallow Tide in the slightest, in order to get rid of the interference of the clansmen, he took Shallow Tide to live in seclusion to the mortal realm, and the other patriarchs of the God Realm could not find Saint Luo for many years, so they could only put pressure on Phantom Night, and the final outcome was that Phantom Night chose to give in.

On the day of the engagement of the two, the patriarch of the Phantom Spirit Clan, Qian Cai, made a special trip from the Phantom Spirit Clan's royal city of Baling to collect Qianxi as his adopted daughter, there are nearly 600 races of all sizes in the God Realm, and for him, the Phantom Spirit Clan can produce a queen of the God Realm, which undoubtedly raises the racial status of the Phantom Spirit Race to the same height as the Shengluo Clan.

But San Luo doesn't care about this, he loves the person Qianxi, whether she is a girl or a princess, in his heart, she is just her.

……

On the tenth day, Qianxi finally appeared, but she was not found by the Phantom Spirit Clan, but was held hostage by Mu Han, she hadn't seen her for just over a month, and Qianxi's appearance almost startled Shengluo, her face was black, her face was haggard, and she was still wearing the big wedding dress prepared for her by the Phantom Spirit Clan, seeing her fiancé Jun, Qianxi hurriedly lowered her head, "Wang..."

"Xi, where have you been all this time?" Saint Lo stepped forward and asked.

Mu Leng smiled coldly, and instinctively pulled the shallow tide behind him, "With me here, you don't want to get close to my sister today." ”

At this time, Saint Luo didn't have the heart to know Mu Han at all, he wanted to know more about where Qianxi had been for more than forty days, "Xi, I have sent tens of thousands of people out to find you these days, but there has been no whereabouts of you... Where exactly have you been? ”

"Saint Luo..." Mu Han just wanted to answer for his sister, but was interrupted by Saint Luo on the other side, "Shut up!" I'm talking to Shallow Tide, do you have the right to interject? ”

Although he was only a third-level cultivator, seeing Saint Luo's eyes that were not angry and arrogant, Mu Han still couldn't help but say nothing.

"Xi, I'm asking you, answer me!" Saint Lo continued to stare at the shallow tide and said.

After a long time, Qianxi slowly raised his head and whispered: "Wang, I'm sorry, I actually approached you for a purpose at first, because I was similar to your former queen Mu Xiao, so I was sent to Saint Luo by my brother and Qiancai, the patriarch is to improve the status of the race, and my brother is to get your cultivation......"

"Impossible, we have been in love for so long, you definitely can't be with me for cultivation." Once, he had read the memories of Shallow Tide more than once, and in Shallow Tide's heart, he was the only man she had ever loved.

"Wang, just let me go, we can't be together."

"Why, just because your brother is Mu Han?" Saint Lo asked.

Asaki cried, and she shook her head desperately.

"Why, then, didn't you promise to be my queen yourself? Why do you want me to let go now! ”

Mu Han sneered on the side, "Wang, if you really like Qianxi, just exchange your cultivation for it!" ”

"Don't even think about it!" Saint Luo replied coldly, "Shallow tide is a person, not an exchange!" ”

"Then there is nothing to say between us, as long as I am here, you don't want to be with her in your life!"

Saint Luo stared at Mu Han with strong anger, if it weren't for the shallow tide beside him, he would have fought with Mu Han a long time ago.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when the two sides were deadlocked, suddenly, a silver sword shadow crossed in front of Saint Luo's eyes, and Qianxi actually pierced his chest with Mu Han's matching sword.

Mu Han's laughter stopped instantly, "Qianxi, what are you doing!" ”

Blood flowed out of his chest along the blade, Sheng Luo's brain was blank, he just wanted to rush up to save his lover, Mu Han waved his hand and threw out an isolation barrier to block Sheng Luo out, and then gritted his teeth and shouted: "Sheng Luo, I don't allow you to get close to her again!" ”

Asaki looked at her lover across from her, then struggled to pull out the sword in her chest, her expression twisted in pain, but she still dragged her heavy body to the edge of the barrier. "Wang, I'm sorry, I don't want to embarrass my brother, let alone embarrass you, you love me so much, but I let you down."

Seeing Qianxi's pale face, Saint Luo was already extremely distressed, "Xi, no matter what your purpose is, even if you really just want my cultivation, I don't care, I only recognize you alone in this life, please don't leave me." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Qianxi's mouth, "Wang, you have to believe me, I have always loved you, only if I die, I will not become a tool for my brother to hurt you, your cultivation is above my brother, without me, he can't threaten you." ”

"I know, I know—" replied Saint Lo, holding back tears.

Qianxi's body slowly softened, her head fell on the cold ground, tears in her eyes, no matter how Saint Luo and Mu Han called her name, she didn't respond anymore.

A pale white light swept by, and the shallow tide gradually disappeared, leaving only the red dress she was wearing.

Mu Han's lips trembled with anger, his eyes were crawling with dense red bloodshots, and then he said fiercely to Saint Luo: "Saint Luo! I'll come back to you again! With that, he turned and conjured a portal and left.

The surrounding snow cherry blossoms turned blood red, and Saint Luo sat on the ground for a long time, he didn't care about chasing Mu Han, at this moment, he just wanted time to pass a little faster, a little faster, maybe only in this way, he could forget everything that happened just now.

Phantom Night then rushed to Phantom Sakura Palace with a group of soldiers, and when they saw the expressionless Saint Luo, no one knew what to say, except for anger, they showed more sadness.

For a long time after that, Saint Luo locked himself in the dormitory, he was crazy about Shallow Tide, and he even regretted why he didn't meet Mu Han's request in time so that he could at least be with his lover.

Xue Luolan couldn't bear to see her brother decadent, so she had to tell him about Su Xiaomo's encounter with Qianxi in the Netherworld.

The Netherworld is the only way from the Divine Realm to the Mortal Realm, and the person who controls the Netherworld is none other than Su Xiaomo, a friend of Shengluo.

There are only two kinds of people who can go to the Netherworld, one is the person who cultivates to reach the shadow spirit, and the other is the person who has died in the God Realm, those who have died in the God Realm, the soul will reach the Netherworld within twenty-four hours, through the Netherworld, the dead person can be reincarnated again, but the reincarnated person will lose all the memories of the previous life.

"Qianxi told Xiaomo that she wanted to be reincarnated in the mortal world, and she said that there were too many memories of you there, and she hoped to live there forever, and she also asked me to tell my brother to forget about her."

Hearing his sister's words, Saint Luo just smiled faintly, in the mortal realm, there are indeed too many memories of them, there are snow cherry trees planted by their own hands, there are children they adopted together, and the five hundred years they spent together, "Shallow tide, everything, do you want me to forget?" Saint Lo muttered to himself.

Xue Luolan handed a pink bead to Saint Luo, "Brother, I have saved all the memories of Qianxi into this spirit bead, if you want to go to the mortal world to find her, go there!" ”

On that day, Saint Luo and Mu Han made an appointment to fight in the sky above Saint Luoyi, but the battle was decided in less than a hundred rounds, and before Mu Han appeared, Saint Luo had quietly unloaded all his cultivation.

Saint-Lo is one hundred and fifty-three thousand seven hundred years.

The King of the Divine Realm died in battle.

Mu Han finally got his wish to become the highest cultivator in the Divine Realm, and Saint Luo came to the edge of time and space in the Netherworld, and this was the first time he stood here as a deceased.

Xue Luolan and Su Xiaomo have been following him, and seeing that Saint Luo's soul is out of the body, Xue Luolan is very distressed, "Brother, why do you want to do this, I only said that you should go to the mortal realm to find her, and I didn't tell you to die!" ”

Saint Luo glanced up at the sky above the Netherworld, and then muttered: "She didn't choose to be reincarnated in Saint Luoyi, she just didn't want to meet me again when she grew up, since this is the case, I will go to the mortal realm in the same way as her, if there is fate, we will meet again." ”

"However, if you leave, what will happen to the Divine Realm, and what will happen to the Saint Luo clan?"

"When I missed Mu Xiao back then, I was already discouraged, and now I finally met Qianxi, but I lost her again, Luo Lan, you are the person who cultivates the Holy Luo clan second only to me, and my brother has handed over all the clansmen to you."

As he spoke, Sheng Luo handed over a piece of crimson golden spiritual power stone to Su Xiaomo behind him, "Xiaomo, I have turned all my cultivation of the seventh-level gods into spiritual power stones, the time in the mortal realm is limited, after a hundred years, if I return to the divine realm, you will return the spiritual power stone to me, if I don't come back, this spiritual power stone will be considered a gift from me." ”

"You're crazy! Do you know how difficult it is for mortals to become gods if they want to cultivate? In the Divine Realm's more than 3,000 years, only two mortals have successfully cultivated to the Shadow Spirit Cultivation. Xiao Mo shouted.

Saint Luo smiled faintly, at this moment, whether it was the shadow spirit cultivation or the divine spirit cultivation, it was no longer important to him.

The entrance to the mortal realm had been opened, and Luo Lan and Su Xiaomo could only slowly lean down and whisper in the direction of Sheng Luo's distance: "Farewell to King Sheng Luo!" ”