No one in this world knows Yun Shenghua better than Qin Zhen, and he knows her background, temperament and habits. Who else in the world knows each other's hearts better than they do?

Maybe you can keep pretending to be stupid and being confused, but this world doesn't allow it.

Perhaps, that day should not have met her, a chubby and cute bird. He shouldn't have thought of taking good and free birds as contract beasts, and just started their story with no irony.

The time stolen was too short, she ascended to the god and became the elder of the Yu clan, and she had to hold up a piece of heaven for the withered clansmen. Qin Zhen also wanted to be his Taiyi Sect Elder.

It was dark, and Yan Yan's demon cultivator disciple had a quarrel with her again, attracting the attention of the others. Only then did Qin Zhen dare to go to Yun Shenghua's side.

Yun Shenghua stared at the flames and didn't look at Qin Zhen.

"Ah Yun."

Yun Shenghua turned his face away.

She is no longer the youthful face she used to be, she has grown into a very mature and charming responsible woman. How did time pass so quickly?

"Thunder Daojun." She said, her voice as wonderful as ever.

Qin Zhen didn't know what to say. In silence, Yun Shenghua didn't say those piercing words when they met this time.

How can there be no words, after being separated for so long, every day is like a year. But they can only be given that much time. It's too late to say anything.

There are only two lines of tears.

Yun Shenghua grimaced, but a rough man like Qin Zhen shed tears.

He wept. How incredible, a god-transforming elder, the famous Thunder Dao Monarch...... He is Qin Zhen, so proudly her man who has shed no amount of blood and tears.

"Ah Qin." Yun Shenghua called him gently.

It's as if they were going back to the old days, and they call each other that.

Qin Zhen was in a trance and wanted to shake her hand. Yun Shenghua dodged his movements.

Qin Zhen was stunned. Yun Shenghua smiled, letting out a crisp laugh like a bell.

Yun Shenghua's face showed the innocence she used to have, and she smiled with a girlish charm.

Yun Shenghua stretched out his hand and quickly withdrew it.

Qin Zhen wanted to grab her hand, but she was so fast that he could only see the afterimage.

Qin Zhen: ......

Yun Shenghua squinted at Qin Zhen, showing a laziness, her smile and voice were sweet and delicate: "My hands are so sore." ”

Qin Zhen didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Qin Zhen carefully: "Goodbye like this." ”

In the ninth hundred years of their entanglement.

There is no next one.

The sun still rises as usual, and whoever leaves can live, right?

At the same time as the demon clan was fighting over there, Yan Wu was also looking at Ling Mo.

Ling Mo has always been her to worry about. He is young and has not been deeply involved in the world, so she always has to teach him as an elder the inheritance of the exercises and the sophistication of human feelings.

In the Thirteen Peaks, he can go wild, after all, she can support him, and when he gets outside, he will leave by himself. Ling Mo raised the banner of the Divine Fox bloodline outside, recruiting troops and horses to develop her power, and she couldn't control it.

Dealing with the relationship between these disciples was enough to give her a headache.

Mingzhu is a double standard, resisting the demon clan, but she is still the senior sister who loves her junior brother. The contradictions are all slowly accumulating, and they are not yet apparent.

The one who hates Ling Mo is Cheng Jin, the former virtuous king of the Vermilion Bird Kingdom.

Yan Jingxing has always been a senior brother who loves his fellow disciples in front of Yan Wu, and only secretly asks King Xian to come forward.

But Cheng Jin couldn't quarrel with Yan Wu this time, he couldn't pull her with a tendon.

Yan Yu respected Nangong Yan's choice and let him choose his own life, he could not take the path of the inheritor of the Xuan Realm. She can also let go of Ling Mo and let Ling Mo choose her own life.

Ling Mo himself didn't linger between the same clan and the same sect for too long, and the Eight Great Sects kicked the demon cultivator out of this temporary alliance.