When Qianjing died, the war between the gods and demons was in full swing.

When his friend Long Ji heard the news of his death, he smashed the mandarin duck bowl with a punch, and he didn't care about the blood in his palm, but he couldn't stop lamenting that he was the master of the Hongluan Palace in vain, how many red threads he tied, and how many marriages he sentenced, but he still couldn't save his best friend who was trapped in love.

"If it weren't for Qianyun laying down the [Nine Grievances] enchantment at the cost of his own life, I don't know how many living beings would have suffered due to the war! You're still suspicious of her! "Long Ji complained about the dead flower god in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, why didn't Qianjing clear the charge of "traitor" until he died.

"The immortal officials of the Divine Realm suspect that she is biased in favor of the Demon Realm, and Mu Liangqi thinks that she is a meticulous work of the Divine Realm...... In summary...... In the end, the most aggrieved person is still Qianxing! "Also as a woman, Long Ji watched how Qianxing suffered, caught between the two worlds of gods and demons, and suffered cold ridicule, she wanted to save her, but at that time, Qianyun was already bent on death.

The last time Long Ji saw Qianxing was the day before she died, in the dark dungeon of the god realm, and she could only talk to her through the barrier.

"I'm not afraid of death, really...... What else can I not let go, Long Ji, you see, Master locked me in the Heavenly Prison and branded the [Sin God Seal], also because I lost his face, and I died, it was good for Master - thousands of years later, he will still be the famous Wind God of the Six Realms, and he will not be ruined by me, a criminal. ”

Qianjing shook the shackles on her wrists, and the ringing of the jingling bell was very similar to the wind chimes she hung in front of her master's door when she was a child, only this time, only she was laughing, she stared at the brand of shame engraved on her arm, and waved her hand at Long Ji, "Thank you Long Ji, it's good to know you." ”

"Don't say that......" Long Ji looked at her and smiled easily, vaguely feeling bad, thinking that after the battle, he would intercede with the Emperor of Heaven and let Qianyun go.

It's a pity that Qianjing didn't give her this opportunity. After the war began, as the god of flowers, she sacrificed her body and used the god yuan to lay down the [Nine Resentments] enchantment, and then her soul flew away, and she sealed her memories and did not enter reincarnation.

Also because of the divine curse [Nine Grievances], the main battlefield of the war of gods and demons, Bai Hai, was spared from being slaughtered, and the people of the human world escaped.

It was also from that day that Mu Liangqi was never able to set foot in the White Sea City of the human world, the city that once rained the [White Night] snow disaster because of him, and for a thousand years, not a single snowflake has fallen.

Since then, the city has been full of flowers, and it is evergreen all year round.

After the battle between gods and demons, Long Ji has been looking for the traces of Qianxing, and she thinks that maybe ...... Qianjing didn't leave, but she kept sleeping, looking at her favorite world in a place where there was no Mu Liangqi, no Jingyi, and no gods and demons.

During this time, the person Long Ji hated the most was Jing Yi, who was the god of wind, it was he who personally imprisoned Qianyun in the heavenly prison and let the gods judge, it was he who watched his apprentice being named a trumped-up crime but did not save her, it was he who personally branded the [Sin God Seal] for his apprentice and cut off her last glimmer of hope.

In the face of Long Ji's anger, Jing Yi silently endured it, this was his sin, and it was also a pain that he could not make up for the rest of his life.

On that day, the 10,000-year-old flower tree in the divine realm withered, and he and Mu Liangqi looked at the scattered blue-purple petals, and actually stopped together. At that moment, Jing Yi couldn't care about the war or the enemy, the first thing he thought of was ...... It's Qianjing who has an accident.

He hoped that he was wrong, until the flowers and plants within a radius of a hundred miles were seeing off his departed beloved disciple, watching the thousands of lights dissipated in the wind, such a warm power came from his only apprentice, Qianxing.

Jing Yi reached out to grab the light, and a little starlight slipped through his fingers, and he couldn't get it back.

- "Are you my master?" ”

That year, she had just taken shape, and the little girl of five or six years old was frightened by a mole and cried, and threw herself into the arms of Jingyi, who had just returned to the palace.

"Well, I am." The clothes on his chest were wet from her crying, and he was reluctant to leave her alone.

"Then can you protect me-" In the dream, her voice was childish, no different from that year.

Jing Yi looked at the crying little face, and looked at himself with a pair of eyes, with complete dependence and trust.

- "Okay. ”

I'll protect you and protect you all your life, okay?

So, can you give me another chance......