But how many people are truly immortal? If you are not a god, if you are not born with divine will, how can you be immortal?

But even the Chen Divine Clan had never heard of the intention of immortality in the past few hundred years, and this Divine Domain was only the first time that the Divine Clan had only appeared after a long time

Just like the Holy Lord said, thirty-three days have long gone, and the real Protoss has long since disappeared, and they are just ordinary people, no different, but because of the name of the Protoss, they can get the last hope, otherwise they really don't even have the luxury of life.

I have long said that Tang Jianyuan and Mu Jincheng's birthdays are on the same day, and on this day of every spring, Su Moyi will personally make himself a bowl of somen noodles, and then put it on the desk until he is lumped, until it is cold and he can't eat it.

And today's photo is like this, when Yu Qinglang came, just like last year, when he saw the bowl of clear water, he knew that there must be a story in it that he didn't know.

But even if he knew, he still smiled and asked, "Why are you so loyal to His Majesty the Emperor?" His Majesty the Emperor didn't even hold his own birthday banquet or spring banquet, and you yourself want to cook this bowl of noodles in the mansion, who is this tribute to? ”

This is the first time someone has asked such a thing, and some people are concerned about such a face, which has always been hidden in their hearts and has never been willing to say it, but today for some reason, I saw the creed of Qianjiwei, which wrote that Mu Jincheng was on his way and had already reached Shenmu.

She had long forgotten her birthday, or she had never remembered it at all, and the maidservants around her had never known that a birthday like this meant nothing to her, but someone should always remember it for her, so she said to Yu Qinglang,

"Today is not only Tang Jianyuan's birthday, but also Qinghe's birthday"

"I'll go, is what you said true? Today is Princess Qinghe's birthday, and she was born in this spring, so she is really involved in Tang Jianyuan's fate, but I haven't seen her on her birthday in the past."

Yes, Changyang Mountain has never given her a birthday, even the sisters around her, the people who serve around her, will never remember her birthday, I'm afraid that even she herself will forget it now.

Finally, he dragged the bowl of noodles in front of the desk, gently picked one with chopsticks, and swallowed it like chewing wax, and then said to Yu Qinglang,

"One day I will have a grand birthday for her, and one day I will let her be like all the women in this world, on her birthday, she can make a beautiful wish"

It's so easy to say, but it's so difficult to do, everyone knows the difficulties and dangers, the hardships are incomparable, maybe one day you will die before you get out of school, and you will become a benevolent if you don't succeed, but what should you do? So what? This is his wish, this is the wish he made for Mu Jincheng on the day of Mu Jincheng's birthday.

One day it will be realized, one day it will be realized, I hope the years can be looked back, only with deep affection.

Finally came, finally entered the Shenmu, finally Qinghe, we still have a day to meet, but can the years really look back? But is this affection really white-headed?

After thinking about it for a long time, he replied to Qianjiwei, it was time to return Mu Qingteng to her, and it was time to give her a surprise, in this earthly world, in this Kyushu, there are still people she knows.

So when Mu Jincheng and her maidservants entered this sacred tree and stayed around, they never thought that every shop, what they could find, and every store they met, were either full or not open, so they wandered around, every time they lived in the broken temple, even, occasionally wind, frost and rain, special dissatisfaction, and Xiao Er, only the shopkeeper came out to play a round, saying that there was really no way, there were nobles who booked this inn, if they agreed to other people to live, Then they won't be able to make a living in the future.

Since she has already said this, Mu Jincheng really has no choice, she also knows that these people have a lot of hardships in their lives, and they can't use their own minds, so don't make trouble for others.

So he followed the four maids of the wind, frost, rain and dew, and slept in the open air, but occasionally he couldn't see the wind, and even returned to the inn in the middle of the night, but saw that there were many empty rooms, and no one lived there, and he said to Mu Jincheng very angrily when he came back

"Princess, I think they lied to me? I think someone must be behind us to fix us and leave us without a piece of tile."

After getting the news of praying for the wind, Mu Jincheng actually thought the same thing in his heart, they were able to see themselves, and it was also because of that note that there were people behind them who were paying attention to their actions all the time, and their status was definitely extraordinary, so I don't know if it was their handwriting this time, but with their current ability, there is still no way.

So I had to comfort them and said, "The purpose is definitely not so simple, it is definitely not to let us wander around, there must be other deeper meanings, otherwise let's continue to move forward."

This time it was more than two months, and finally arrived, outside the Shenmu Imperial City, looking at this extremely familiar place, looking at this place where he had lived for a long time, Mu Jincheng's heart was churning for a while, and he said to the wind, frost, rain and dew next to him

"Where did you go in the months you left Changyang Mountain?"

"We didn't separate, we just traveled around, and it didn't take long for us to hear the news of Changyang Mountain, so we hurried back."

I don't know what Princess Qinghe meant by asking like this, but in fact, where is the thing she wants to ask them? In fact, it was Mu Jincheng standing outside the city wall, not knowing what to say, so he interrupted his thoughts, don't be confined to the hardships of those past events,

And today they will devote themselves to the ruined temple again, because there is really nowhere to live, and they have scattered the wind, frost, rain and dew to hunt some game to prepare food for the evening.

When I entered this temple in the evening, I found that there were still many beggars here, unlike the broken temple where they lived before, no matter how dilapidated the temple was, it was only a few of them, but now it is this group of people.

looked at them very surprised, and the same beggars also looked at the five beautiful young men in front of them with great surprise, I don't know whose son fell here, and in his hands, he still carried some game, so he rushed up regardless of it.