In the early morning, the fog was thick.

A quiet valley with a faint sound of laughter.

Under the Mo mulberry tree, the phantom night is pouring into the city, the light phoenix eyes quietly look at the river not far away, thinking of the stunning shadow, the corners of the lips raise an intoxicating smile.

"Lord, are you thinking about that person again?" In the distraction of the phantom night, a red figure floated through the flower forest and landed beside the phantom night, and the cold eyes wrinkled slightly.

Phantom Night smiled, floated faintly past the woman in red, and walked towards the setting moon, the woman in red twisted her eyebrows, and was about to chase Phantom Night, but was grabbed by the woman in a red shirt, "Linglong, do you want to anger the Holy Venerable again?" ”

Linglong snorted, and said quite dissatisfied: "I really don't know what is good about that woman, the Holy Venerable will wait for her for five years stupidly, and even leave the Holy Palace for her."

The crimson woman smiled softly, looked at the back of the phantom night and said softly: "This should be what the world calls love, the Holy Venerable is moved for her, so she is willing to give up everything."

"But ......"

"Linglong, Liuli, what are you talking about?" Qing Ling's shallow smile pierced the sky, and the two world-leaning figures slowly fell down with a smile.

An indigo, a cherry pink, bright and moving.

Liuli shook her head, smiled faintly at the two of them, and walked towards the phantom night, "Lord, the morning dew has been collected, do you want to make tea?" ”

Phantom Night bowed coldly, "You can ......"

Before the end of the note, Phantom Night suddenly stopped, raised his eyes and looked at the sky, under the pale mist, a white figure came to the wind.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the complexion is overwhelming.

The woman fell down and smiled brightly at the phantom night, "Night, five-year appointment, I'm here"

The phantom night phoenix's eyes trembled slightly, and then quickly flew away, landing in front of the woman, hugging the woman tightly in her arms, and thousands of thoughts finally turned into a bone-deep low call: "Moon"

Ziyue lowered her eyes, her heart softened, raised her hand to hug Phantom Night's slightly trembling body, and promised softly: "Night, I won't let you wait so long in the future."

"Good" crouched on Ziyue's shoulder, and Phantom Night responded in a low voice

At the bottom of the quiet valley, the two people embracing each other are quiet and beautiful.

Glancing at each other, the four of them left quietly, waiting for five years, and finally blooming. This is the bond between the Lord and her, and they should not be disturbed.

The wind blew gently, the faint fragrance of lotus flowers wafted into the nose, inhaled the light fragrance, and the beautiful eyes of the purple moon overflowed with soft light, which was the taste of the night, elegant and pleasant, just like that person, indifferently captivating.

"Night, I'll make you osmanthus cake, okay?"

Phantom Night smiled lightly, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Okay"

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Holy Spirit Domain, Dragons.

Treasure Pavilion, wine is fragrant, singing and dancing.

Luo Ziqing smiled and drank with Long Xingtian, after three rounds of wine, the atmosphere was just right, Long Xingtian raised his wine glass, looked at Luo Ziqing and said with a smile, "My uncle has been busy with clan affairs all these years, and he has no time to discipline Yue'er, thanks to the virtuous nephew who does not dislike Yue'er for being stubborn and careful guidance, Yue'er can become a saint in the sky, this cup of wine, the dragon family respects the virtuous nephew of the dragon family."

The dragon punishment heaven fell, and he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"Uncle is polite, Sister Yue is talented and intelligent, Ziqing didn't help much, but Ziqing often came over, causing a lot of trouble to uncle" Luo Ziqing lowered his head and said gently and humbly.

"Haha, what did the virtuous nephew say, the virtuous nephew, as the young patriarch of the Luo clan, is already busy with affairs, and he has to take time to come to see Yue'er, it is the uncle who wants to thank the virtuous nephew."

Long Xingtian smiled heartily, the words fell, he smiled slightly, and asked casually: "The virtuous nephew is twenty-five this year, and he is also at the age of marrying, I don't know if I have a favorite girl?" ”

Luo Ziqing's smile condensed slightly, lowered his eyes lightly for a moment, and smiled faintly, "Never"

Hearing this, Long Xingtian smiled even deeper, "What does that virtuous nephew think, how is Yue'er?" ”