The heavenly realm is peaceful, and the colorful auspicious clouds floating at your feet make the entire heavenly realm look fairy-like.

The fairies in each palace walked as usual, busy, talking and laughing, and there were even people playing fairy music.

Only the southernmost part of the Eastern Wilderness, the Fuyun Palace where Ying Long lives, is quiet and not good.

A handsome-looking young man stepped on a huge concentric knot on his feet, hurriedly landed in front of the Fuyun Palace, pushed open the palace door and ran in regardless of it.

The cleaning fairies on the side saw that the men all bowed their eyebrows.

"Old Moon." The fairies call men.

The man stopped and looked at the fairy in front of him, his brow furrowed.

"Where's the velvet?" Yue Lao's tone was anxious.

The fairy who was questioned lowered his head even more.

"Where's the velvet!" Yue Lao's voice suddenly became louder.

The fairy's body shook: "In ...... In His Highness's room......"

Yue Lao did not delay any longer and ran towards the end of the road.

At the end of the Cloud Palace is Ying Long's bedroom.

The outside of the bedroom was unusually deserted, and there was no half of a fairy or fairy child guarding outside the hall.

Yue Lao rushed to the outside of the temple gate, pushed the door open with force, and was stunned when he saw the situation inside.

It's too late......

In the hall, Ying Long lay quietly on the bed, his face was ruddy, his breathing was even, and he seemed to be asleep.

Half-lying next to the bed was a girl in a pink shirt.

The girl's face was pale, only the red flower between her foreheads was terrifying. Her eyes were closed, and her chest was a large patch of red that had been stunted open by blood. The blood flowed down the girl's body to the ground, turning into bright acacia flowers.

In that way, the beauty is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

Yue Lao stumbled to the girl's side and gently took her into his arms, as if he were treating an incomparably precious treasure.

Looking at the girl's face, Yue Lao's heart was stirred.

Ying Long slowly opened his eyes, saw the two people beside him, and then looked at the acacia flowers all over the ground, and was quiet for a long time.

"Velvet ......" Ying Long looked at the girl in Yue Lao's arms, with only guilt in his eyes.

Yue Lao picked up the girl, got up from the ground, didn't look at Ying Long, turned around and walked out.

When he was about to walk out of the temple door, Yue Lao stopped and turned his back to Ying Long.

"She gave you her heart."

Yue Lao's voice was low and cold, but it seemed to endure great pain.

After saying this, Yue Lao hugged the girl and left resolutely.

Ying Long lay on the bed, watching Yue Lao and Rong Ying disappear outside the hall, soothing his heart.

"Why are you so stupid?" Ying Long muttered, "Let me just go with her, how good it would be......"

Yue Lao took Rong Ying back to his mansion and handed her over to the fairy in the mansion.

"Ah Jin, take care of her for me."

The fairy who was called Ah Jin looked at Rong Ying, who was lying quietly on the bed, and nodded to Yue Lao: "Don't worry, Childe."

Yue Lao looked at the velvet tassel, turned around and walked out of Yue Lao's mansion, and went to Da Luotian, where Nuwa Niangniang was located.

Outside the Nuwa Palace, Yue Lao knelt for three days and three nights.

The fairies in the temple saw it, but they couldn't say anything.

It's not that Nuwa is unkind, it's just that she doesn't want Yuelao to be heartbroken again.

On the fourth day, Nuwa finally appeared in front of Yue Lao.

"Is it worth it?" Nuwa asked him.

Yue Lao raised his head and looked at Nuwa's compassionate face and nodded: "It's worth it." ”

Nuwa sighed: "One more time, what if she doesn't love you yet?" ”

Yue Lao replied firmly: "Even if it's not me, as long as she can live, it's fine." ”

Nuwa shook her head, took a handful of soil from the maid, and handed it to Yue Lao.

"This is the soil from which I made man. You go back and put it in the velvet's hand. The velvet will revert back to its original state. ”

The old moon took the soil, full of joy.

However, at that time, she also became a heartless flower seed, whether she could cultivate into an immortal; when will he be able to take on a human form; Or...... Will she ever be unintentional. It's all up to her. Nuwa said.

Yue Lao nodded.

That's fine.

He'll make her human again.

He will protect her to cultivate into an immortal.

As for the heart...... Perhaps, no heart, is also a good thing for her.

Yue Lao held the soil and bowed to Nuwa three times, stepped on the concentric knot and left.

"Niangniang, can Rong Ying really come back to life?" The maid in blue on the side asked.

Nuwa turned around: "Maybe." ”

"Then will she forget Yue Lao?" The maid in blue asked again.

"Yes."

"What about Ying Long?"

"Yes."

Nuwa went into the temple and stopped talking.

"Don't ask." Another purple-clothed maid complained to her.

The blue-clothed maid pouted: "Aren't I pitiful Yue Lao!" ”

The purple-clothed maid raised her eyebrows: "Yes, who doesn't pity Yue Lao?" After loving for so many years, it turned out that Rong Ying died for others. ”

The maid in blue regretted.

The purple-clothed maid pulled her: "Let's go, the mother has gone back." ”

The blue-clothed maid looked back at the direction in which the old man was leaving, sighed, and followed the purple-clothed maid.

Yue Lao hurriedly returned to the Yue Lao Temple with the soil given by Nuwa and came to the room where Rong Ying was.

Velvet was lying on the bed, quiet and beautiful. If it weren't for the ups and downs of not breathing, you'd think she was asleep.

Yue Lao walked to the bed, stretched out his hand and gently combed Rong Ying's hair, looked at her, and didn't speak for a long time.

It was getting dark, and Yue Lao took Velvet's right hand and put the soil in Velvet's hand.

"Goodbye." Yue Lao murmured, clenching the velvet hand.

The velvet body on the bed became lighter and lighter, and finally, the bed was scattered with patches of acacia flowers. In the middle of the acacia flower, there is a seed.

That's the velvet.

Yue Lao carefully picked up the flower seeds, stood up, and flew to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

At the junction of immortals, he pressed the concentric knot and landed on the ground, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like a beautiful son.

Yue Lao found a treasure of feng shui, planted the flower seeds with his own hands, and gave it a thousand years of skill.

The flower seeds slowly sprout, emerge from the soil, and grow into a small sapling.

"You have to live well."

Yue Lao looked at the sapling and smiled gently.

Later, there was an old moon temple under Kunlun Mountain.

The pilgrims who come up to the mountain to worship can always see a handsome temple blessed to cool under the acacia tree in front of the temple, read books, and answer questions for others.

But the strange thing is that time flies, people start to get old, and the acacia tree grows and blooms with dense acacia flowers.

But this temple blessing has not changed its appearance.

Therefore, the pilgrims felt that there must be something different here, and they fell more and more in love with the incense here, and by the way, they asked for a marriage under the acacia tree.

The Yuelao Temple at the foot of Kunlun Mountain has become famous, and even the nobles in the imperial city have begun to come to visit.

Yue Lao stood under the acacia tree, looking at the pilgrims coming and going, smiling.

"With so many people coming to see you, you shouldn't be bored." Yue Lao gently stroked the trunk of the acacia tree.