Mo Yuye listened carefully, and when he heard Jian Yunge say that she was an ancient god, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Sure enough, he was right to choose to calm down first. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Jian Yunge saw Mo Yuye listening to her speech with a serious face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but gradually deepen.

How she wished that Mo Yuye could keep looking at her seriously like she was now.

Jian Yunge has lived alone in the Cloud Song Hall for tens of millions of years, although she usually looks very happy, but she knows that her heart is still lonely.

Until Mo Yuye appeared, he broke her silence, and also made her calm heart ripple like water.

……

In the clouds and mist, a mountain peak looms, in the green sky, milky white clouds float on the mountainside, like a fairy dancing gently.

Peel back the veil of clouds, and the mountain peaks are unobstructed. Everywhere there are towering peaks and steep cliffs. The green plants on the mountain, one after another, one bush after another, verdant and verdant, covering the ground and covering the sky, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Standing on a high place and looking at it, the forest sea is turbulent, wave after wave, layer upon layer, the momentum is magnificent.

This is the evergreen mountain known in the divine realm, where there are no four seasons at all, and it has always maintained the green color of spring.

At this moment, the top of the mountain.

"God of life, long time no see." Luo Qingchen looked at the god of life who was dancing with a sword in the bamboo forest with his back to him and Mu Tianxin, Sikong Yi.

Hearing this, Sikong Yi stopped the and slowly turned around.

He was dressed in a cyan robe with a green bamboo pattern, and a pale green jade pendant with a hollow carved bamboo hung from his white belt.

The supple green hair was tied up with a white band. His face was as soft and delicate as an ink painting, his skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and his silver-white eyes were shining with the light of glass.

He has the elegance of bamboo, the nobility of bamboo, the chic and elegant of bamboo, the wind passes, raises his clothes, outlines his slender legs, and is like a home in the wind.

When Sikong Yi saw Mu Tianxin, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He smiled lightly and said to Luo Qingchen, "Lord God, why are you here?" ”

"I'm here to help the new god find a companion." Luo Qingchen glanced at Mu Tianxin beside him and explained.

"Is her companion also a new god?" Sikong Yi glanced at Mu Tianxin and said.

"Yes." Luo Qingchen nodded, "So, the evergreen god bothers you to explore and take a look." ”

"No problem." Sikong Yi smiled back gently, and then he put the pale green jade flute with a clear body and a green tassel hanging from the tail to his mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes and began to play an ethereal and melodious tune.

Mu Tianxin looked in astonishment at the pale golden light that emanated from his jade flute as the center, like a sound wave.

The pale golden sound wave grew larger and larger, gradually expanding to the entire evergreen mountain.

Mu Tianxin was shocked, his divine power was so powerful that he could make sound waves that could not be seen with the naked eye become clearly visible through divine power.

After a moment, Sikong Yi stopped. He looked at Luo Qingchen and the others and shook his head slowly.

Mu Tianxin's heart couldn't help but sink, night, where are you?

And Luo Qingchen secretly sighed, for some reason, he inexplicably hoped that he would not find Mo Yuye.

He hopes that he can always rely on Mu Tianxin to find it like this, and he will continue to ...... forever

But he knew it wasn't possible. At least, Mu Tianxin didn't think so.