Time passed quietly, and it was ten days in the blink of an eye.

Luo Ziqing got the secret permission of Long Xingtian, and often came to Fengyu Pavilion to chat with the girl, and by the way, brought some Luo's food to give to the girl, the girl took it with a light smile, but there was worry in her eyes.

She had promised a person that she would go to that valley again, but now that ten days had passed, and the Mosang flowers had lost their color, she was trapped in the clan and could not get out.

That person, I wonder if he is still waiting for her to come?

Sensing the girl's absent-mindedness, Luo Ziqing twisted her eyebrows slightly, "Does Yue'er have something on her mind?" Tell me about it."

The girl's expression was slightly stunned, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes, "No"

Seeing that the girl didn't want to say, Luo Ziqing didn't ask anymore, smiled lightly and pinched a piece of dim sum and sent it to the girl's lips, "Eat something, Yunjin cake is a must for Luo's, and it tastes very good."

The girl hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the pastry, and put it in her mouth without knowing the taste, all her thoughts were on how to avoid Luo Ziqing slipping out of the Long clan.

At this moment, Long Xingtian pushed the door in, his stiff and handsome face was extremely heavy, "Yue'er, there is a plague in the mortal domain, the epidemic is very serious, I and the other three clan patriarchs have decided to temporarily close the Holy Spirit Domain, and then reopen it after the plague has passed.

In addition, your bloodline is awakening, and there must be no mistakes during this period, so you can stay in the clan for the past three years, stimulate the power of the bloodline, and strive to become a heavenly saint as soon as possible."

The pastry slipped from her fingertips and fell into stars, and the girl lowered her eyes gloomily, and her watery eyes were only full of sourness, and this was the result of the first appointment.

The encounter with him turned into a dream after all.

The breeze blew, leaving only dark wounds.

Living alone in Fengyu Pavilion, the girl looked at the boundless moonlight, gloomy and sad, never thought that there would be a person who would wait obsessively because of her promise, until the mulberry flowers fell, the snow was covered, and the spring color was reflected at the bottom again, and she never left.

Time flies, everything changes, Mo mulberry flowers bloom and fall, fall and bloom, that person stays under the Mo mulberry tree, waiting for three years......

Three years later, the plague that had almost wiped out the Wind Spirit Continent had finally dissipated, and the Holy Spirit had returned to its former prosperity.

After three years of silence, the Holy Spirit Domain finally reopened.

Stepping out of the enchantment, the girl landed on the mountain peak, lowered her eyes and quietly looked at the scenery below the mountain, but in three years, the ridge that was once lifeless was already full of green.

"It's really been three years...... whispered softly, and the girl raised her head and stared at the scenery in the distance, a hint of gloom crossed her eyes.

It's been three years, and I don't know if he's still there......

With a soft sigh, the girl tapped the ground and flew towards the valley in search of her memory. Three years changed a lot, and it took the girl a lot of time to find the valley.

Through the thick fog, the girl fell to the bottom of the valley.

It's July, and the Mosang flowers are blooming just right, and the bright red flowers are swaying on the branches, like a fluttering flame. Staring at the dazzling crimson in front of her, the girl raised her hand slightly, and the delicate petals fell quietly on the girl's palm.

The girl smiled bitterly, and was about to blow all the flowers in her palm, when her eyes inadvertently swept across the riverbank, and a silver-white figure suddenly fell into the girl's eyes.

The black hair was flying, the white clothes were better than the snow, the man stood quietly on the riverbank, looking at her across the Luoyue River, and his pure eyes were clear and could not open a ripple.

The girl couldn't believe it, stared at the figure by the riverbank, and approached step by step, for fear that if she was not careful, the figure would disappear.