Night, I believe that my relationship with you will not be cut off, even if you have forgotten me, or even regarded me as an enemy, I will make you fall in love with me again.

I am compatible with your blood, and my soul is tied together, and I am constantly cut.

Night, no one in this world can stop us, whether it is the Protoss or the Demon Venerable, can't, for the sake of our future, I will go and kill the Demon Venerable with my own hands and end everything ten thousand years ago.

We have been separated for ten thousand years, and I owe you a promise to pay back in this life.

Night, wait for me, and don't fall in love with anyone else until I go to you.

The wind is blowing, blowing away the thoughts of the departed.

Long Ziyue left Xiyuan, walking quietly under the moon alone, the air at night was a little cold, accompanied by the night breeze with a slight chill, Long Ziyue tightened her clothes and slightly accelerated her steps.

She was only wearing an undershirt, and now she has some chills when the wind blows.

Under the osmanthus tree in front of him, a golden figure stood silently, and pieces of osmanthus fluttered in the wind, falling on his golden hair, curling his hair. The man didn't seem to know, he only held his eyes, looking at Long Ziyue quietly through the moonlight, and the deep eyes under the mask contained boundless affection, as if they were about to overflow his eyes.

Seeing the blood on Long Ziyue's chest, the man's eyes tightened, and he wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Long Ziyue's smile.

That smile was beautiful, but it hurtful.

The man lowered his eyes, his eyes overflowed with bitterness, her heart was given to others after all, and all that was left for him was a detached smile, three lives and three lives, he couldn't get her to look back once after all.

As if feeling the sadness that penetrated into the bones, Long Ziyue slowed down slightly, and looked at the man through the night, his jade-colored eyes crossed a touch of complexity, but it was just a joke, but he took it seriously.

Jin Xi, what should I do to you?

Sighing softly, Long Ziyue put away the distracting thoughts in her heart, walked forward, Jin Zhi pursed her lips without saying a word, and only said in a low voice when Long Ziyue staggered by: "What you said in that life, does it still count?" ”

Long Ziyue's body stiffened suddenly, her eyes trembled lightly under the night, and Jin Zhi didn't ask, only lowered her blue eyes, turned her back to Long Ziyue and waited quietly for her answer.

Yue'er quietly disappeared into the clouds, as if she was afraid of disturbing the two people, and the dark night was only dark.

Taking a deep breath, Long Ziyue turned around, stared at the tall figure, slowly closed her eyes for a while, low, slowly, and spit out three words of guilt: "I'm sorry"

Jin Zhi smiled bitterly, her eyes crossed with deep sadness, what Jiaoye said was right, her heart never stayed for him, even if it was only for a moment, it never was.

That sentence may have been just her joke, but he remembered it in his heart.

Persistent for 10,000 years, desperate to find and follow her, in the end it is still a failure.

"Golden ......"

"Leave me alone for a while"

For the first time, he rejected her and pushed him away from his side, Long Ziyue bit her lip, looked at Jin Zhi's lonely figure, moved her lips, and finally left gloomily.

If she can't respond to Jin Zhi's feelings, she shouldn't give him hope.

That time, it was she who didn't make it clear, so that he had the hope to wait for thousands of years, this time he couldn't give him that illusion again, his life should not be ruined in her hands.

The figure behind him gradually walked away, and he was the only one left in the long night, Jin Zhi turned around and stared at the shadow quietly, the night wind blew his long hair, and his heart was blown away.

He stood in the wind, standing in the night, bitter tears quietly overflowing his eyes, crossing his face and the cold mask slowly falling to the ground, so cold, so painful.