He laughed like crazy, and the jailer stood outside the door, fearing that something would happen, and opened the cell.

As everyone knows, the moment he opened the cell, Mu Lingyun reached out and quickly pulled out the saber hanging from the jailer's waist.

Everyone panicked, and drew their swords one by one to subdue him.

Unexpectedly, he looked up to the sky and shouted: "It turns out that I have never won." ”

In an instant, he wiped his neck with his sword.

I saw that the note in his hand slowly fell, falling into the blood that flowed.

You can still vaguely see a few words written on the note: Who do you think is the one who lives in the Heavenly Pavilion?

In the next second, the words would be covered in blood.

Except for Mu Lingyun, no one saw what was written on the note.

Mu Lingyun's death is already an inevitability.

He chose to commit suicide, which can be regarded as saving the royal face.

-

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is March and spring.

Chu Nian has always been worried about not being able to save Ye Nuanyang, and it was probably after three months that he gradually convinced himself.

She just took the first step to return to the Flower Soul Book by herself.

It's just that the next time they are in the same space realm, they don't know that it is the Year of the Monkey.

The host is the host after all, except that her task is more special, which is related to lonely words.

The mission of the rest of the hosts is to collect the Ten Thousand Soul Tombs for the Hell Alliance.

After going through this incident, Chu Nian felt that it was better for the two hosts not to meet in the same dimensional space.

The consequences are truly heart-wrenching and unacceptable......

But fortunately, Mu Fanhua stayed by her side and accompanied her, allowing her to get through the most difficult days.

It's just that she has always had a doubt.

So much so that the annual Heavenly Realm Pavilion prayer came again, and she sat in the carriage and didn't forget to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of their family this question.

"Master, why didn't you tell me what you wrote on the note that day, Mu Lingyun would choose to commit suicide."

This is a question that their girl has asked him many times.

If he didn't answer, he thought she was going to be angry.

"I'll tell you when I get to the Heavenly Realm Pavilion."

The carriage traveled all the way, but after a while, everyone in the group arrived at the Heavenly Realm Pavilion.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the Celestial Pavilion was even colder.

But the strange thing is that Chu Nian didn't even wear a robe, only a thin dress, but he didn't feel cold at all.

Chun Tao, who was standing on the side, felt that she was about to freeze into a zombie, and trembled while holding an umbrella; "Mother, why don't you look cold at all......"

"I ...... I don't know. ”

Hatsunian thought it was very strange, the weather looked very cold, but there seemed to be a warm current around her.

In an instant, the prince of their family stood beside her, rubbed her waist and said, "Do you know the answer now?" ”

Hatsunian blinked, blinked, and then shook his head.

Mu Fanhua took her hand and walked to the 'Divine Bridge'.

In order to show respect for the Celestial Pavilion, everyone crossing the bridge had to pay homage and then walk over on their knees.

"Mother, get down on your knees."

"Why?"

Chun Tao told Chu Nian the reason, and when she was about to kneel, Mu Fanhua pulled her arm to stop her from kneeling.

"Just walk over there."

"No way!" Chu Nian's eyes widened and he blinked, "Chun Tao said it would fall." ”

"No, it won't."

"But......" Chu Ni was about to say something, but someone accidentally stood up and fell straight down.

"You, you...... You see, it will fall! ”

In the next second, Mu Fanhua gently kissed her ear, and a doting smile rose at the corner of her mouth: "I mean you won't." ”

She was stunned, seemed to understand something, and walked across the 'Divine Bridge' step by step in front of everyone.

The moment she reached the end, her eyes suddenly moistened.

It turned out that he didn't die in the broken temple because he wasn't an ordinary person in the first place.

The gloomy god has poured out half of her life for absurdity.

He stood at the end of the bridge, looked at her with tears about to fall, and said lightly with thin lips: "Fool." ”

(Final)