Three days later, Yan Wu came to pick up Nangong Yan.

Even though Nangong Yan had seen a lot of peerless exercises in the Library Pavilion, there was no joy on his face, and he said solemnly: "I met the Kunlun Mirror in the Library Pavilion. ”

Rao is Yan Yan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "You are really lucky!" ”

Nangong Yan frowned: "I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

"There are still people who dare to fake it," Yan Wan smiled happily for him from the bottom of her face, and she comforted him: "There will be nothing bad happening in this Heavenly Palace." ”

Everything is heard by heaven, and nothing evil or bad can happen, and this heavenly palace is like a pure land.

Having said that, he knew it, but he always felt ......

"You put a hundred and twenty hearts!" Yan Yan patted Nangong Yan's shoulder, "The banquet has just ended, I'll take you to have a look." ”

Without asking, Nangong Yan knew that Yan Wu was drinking again.

Yan Wu soared through the clouds and took Nangong Yan to shuttle through the heavens, the palace within the palace.

"Tiangong is a very boring, boring city." Yan Wu gestured with her fingers, took out the wine jug and poured it again.

Nangong Yan really wanted to cover her mouth, I don't know how many people's ears and eyes can hear what she said at the moment!

"Don't be afraid!" Yan Yan slapped Nangong Yan on the door of her head, "I also said this in front of them, Tiangong is really boring." There are a lot of rules! ”

Nangong Yan forced a smile. I haven't seen you keep the rules, auntie!

Yan Yan took Nangong Yan's collar and jumped with him. The picture in front of me suddenly turned, and countless lights bloomed like fireworks in front of me.

"This is what a banquet looks like, isn't it pretty?"

Yan Wu took Nangong Yan to see it, but it was just the night view of the birthday star platform. These tens of millions of bright lights are made of Baoyu. Every lamp is a rare treasure in the Nether Realm, and it is not comparable to the ordinary lamps in the Cultivation Realm thousands of years later.

But Nangong Yan still wanted that simple little lamp - the little lamp that Yan Wu lit with a lotus flower.

Even if he looked at it and didn't have a good lamp, it was not as good as the lamp at that time. The lamp that was put into the Lingcheng River, he liked it so much that he wanted to get it back. It's hard to have the state of mind at that time, after all, Yan Wu is no longer the person she was at that time......

Yan Yan didn't know that Nangong Yan had so many things, she took such great pains to charter the venue to show him the dreamlike night scene of the Heavenly Palace, but he was still thinking about it.

Sad, sad, Nangong Yan smiled slightly.

"I'd love to spend all your time."

Even if you want to stay here forever, you will never be able to return to the cultivation realm. But it seems that he can accompany Yan Wu and see how she grows and changes......

Nangong Yan imagined beautifully.

Before the outbreak of the Great War between the Divine Domain and the Demons. Nangong Yan left the flood wilderness and returned to the cultivation realm.

According to him, fifty years have passed since he and Yan Wu disappeared into the Divine Mansion. What Nangong Yan didn't know was that he also spent a lot of time in the process of traveling through time and space.

When he regained consciousness, he felt a sword in his hand.

His mind was in chaos, one moment was Nangong Yan before amnesia, one moment was Cheng Jin, and one moment was Nangong Yan who had experienced the past life to this life......

Nangong Yan suddenly laughed.

Nangong Yan felt ridiculous, who was laughing at? Laugh at this absurd world, or laugh at himself? died on the battlefield, and after he died, he was not reconciled, tossing in the Xuan Realm for three thousand years, and then reliving for a lifetime to continue tossing...... This is all because he was unwilling at first. As a result, that Nangong Yan, the original him, went to another time and space, experienced nothing, didn't have any love or hatred, life and death, and let go so easily. That Nangong Yan hadn't experienced those misfortunes personally, so that was the choice he made the most to follow his heart. Therefore, he is not a great man, not the Father he imagined would sacrifice everything he had for the salvation of the world.

Nangong Yan's eyes darkened.

"Yanyan?"