A man with a cross-knee face hurried back to the woman, ignoring the bleeding wounds on his body.

"There is a formation here to protect it, and I don't know if it's a dead formation or a living formation, the pavilion master pays attention to safety." The scar man told me with concern.

"Great Protector, how are your injuries? I'll give you the medicine first. The woman was anxious to check the bleeding arm of the Great Protector.

"Pavilion Lord Xie cares. The imperative is what to do now? Can the pavilion master understand the formation? The Great Protector rejected the woman's kindness and asked eagerly. No one saw the flash of light in his eyes.

"Tell the brothers to quickly get closer, count the number of people, and stand by in place." The woman commanded, and soon all the rest of the people gathered.

"Lost more than half? What a powerful formation trap it is? The Holy Aunt was surprised. What kind of formation can swallow their lives silently and quickly? These are all the elites of the Earth Demon Pavilion, the dead soldiers who are invincible to all poisons, how much effort has been wasted.

"Rest in place and conserve your strength. Let me think about this method of breaking the formation. "The sound of the woman grinding her teeth, this account should be counted on the heads of Long Lantian and Emperor Qingsu.

As soon as the words fell, the wind in the narrow passage carried the sand and gravel all over the air, making it impossible to breathe. Before the rest could react, they danced in the wind and fled in the dust.

"Pavilion Master." The Holy Aunt and the Great Protector pounced on the woman at the same time, one of them pulling one arm, only to hear the woman's scream, and the sound of broken bones was also muffled by the howling wind.

The banquet hall was silent. Di Qingsu's voice continued, still so crisp and pleasant.

"No one believes that after a thousand years of reincarnation, the reincarnated Meng Yi still hasn't forgotten his beloved Yushu and the love between them.

He finally opened the indestructible heavy stone door of the mausoleum, and saw the jade gargle floating around above the mausoleum, still the pretty face, or the pair of watery and affectionate eyes, or the long black and shiny hair, or the white palace dress and long skirt like a fairy in the nine heavens. The two of them looked at each other from a distance, speechless and choked.

Because of a promise, they are all silently waiting, waiting for each other's reunion.

I still remember that I was ordered by the emperor to find medicine for the first emperor, and said to her, wait for me. She has been waiting firmly, with love forever. And he, even if he is reincarnated, has not forgotten that his Yushu is waiting for him, and he will find her in thousands of mountains and rivers.

This hope has gone through thousands of years of changes, and this hope has passed through thousands of years of love;

Yushu, you know what? This is Meng Yi after a thousand years, Meng Yi came to you,

Yushu, you know what? Although thousands of years have passed, Meng Yi still only loves you.

Meng Yi, you're finally here. The two men hugged each other and wept, ignoring the crumbling rocks beside them, ignoring the collapsing mausoleum, no one could separate them, no one could stop them from being together.

They only have each other in their eyes, even if the next moment they will disappear.

Meng Yi stroked Yushu's face, and saw in the tears that her head full of green silk was slowly turning into white hair. He knew that it was because of the fresh air entering the mausoleum, which upset the balance here.

Although Yushu has eaten the elixir, he has lived for thousands of years after all. She will age and even die at an accelerated rate.

"Am I getting ugly?" Yu Shu asked Meng Yi, who was still young and handsome in front of him.

"You will always be the most beautiful in my heart." Meng Yi smiled and kissed the tears on Yushu's face.

Chu Hanye stared at Di Qingsu's side face with a unique taste, crossing, millennium, love, Su Su. Why don't you? You are my thousand-year-old love.

"Let's go." Meng Yi picked up Yushu and looked into the distance, as if he wanted to penetrate many obstacles, although the future is very slim, although Yushu's life may not be too long, but at this moment they are happy. Their commitment spanning thousands of years, their love that has persisted for thousands of years, has crossed time and space to achieve legends.

What happened to them in the end, no one knows. Some people say that Princess Yushu is not dead, and some people say that they have been living happily together. It is also said that Princess Yushu died, and Meng Yi built a small cabin in front of her grave and stayed with her.

Countless legends have continued. We don't know what kind of outcome they will have. Later generations lamented the legendary love between them, and composed a song "Crossing" to commemorate them and commemorate this loyal love. To commemorate this ordinary but deeply rooted true love that touches people's hearts.

This is a myth, this is not just a myth, it shakes people's hearts and gives us a yearning and longing for love. We pursue love and celebrate love because we are just ordinary people in the multitude. ”

Di Qingsu sat down cross-legged and plucked the strings. On the stage of the main hall, a man and a woman danced in the white tent hanging from the roof, and the petals were constantly sprinkled in the air, which turned out to be colorful rose petals, including blue ones.

Everyone looked at this fantastic thing in amazement, and a beautiful song sounded in their ears.