With a smile on the corner of their mouths, the two of them walked through the white camellia bush with their fingers clasped until the sun set, and the white camellia glowed orange-red in the reflection of the setting sun.

The figures of the two people, under the sunset, were stretched for a long, long time.

In the evening, Miss Shen climbed into bed and went to bed after dinner.

Such a quiet day really makes people want to relax.

Ji Yinxue looked at her delicate appearance holding the pillow, couldn't help but smile softly, gently covered her with a quilt, and then turned around lightly and walked towards the door.

The moonlight was cold, and in the courtyard, the man was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in linen plain clothes, sitting under the magnolia tree, drinking these glasses of sake.

Listening to the familiar footsteps, he suddenly raised his eyes slightly, looked at Ji Yinxue, and said lazily,

"What, you know you're back? I thought I'd have to go out and collect your body in a few years. ”

The corners of Ji Yinxue's mouth were slightly upturned, with a bit of a playful smile in her eyes,

"Chenfeng is still young, but no one can take care of him, I don't dare to bother you to go out and collect my body for me."

The man chuckled when he heard this, his eyes raised slightly, and beckoned to him.

"Come here, have a drink with me."

Ji Yin Xue Wan'er stepped forward, picked up the cup of sake that had been poured, and drank it in one gulp.

The shadows of the trees under the magnolia tree were mottled, and the man looked at the clear moon, and there seemed to be a look of amazement in his eyes.

"Before you know it, it's been seven years."

Ji Yinxue looked up at the past, and there was no clear meaning in her eyes,

"Yes, it's been seven years, and Chenfeng is seven years old this year."

Speaking of Chenfeng, a smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and he suddenly spoke,

"You and I are obviously a few years old, why do you like to call you brother since you were a child, this dead boy. I don't listen to what I say, and there is a reason. ”

Ji Yinxue smiled softly, raised her eyebrows to look at him, and said loudly,

"I was stunned to let this kid in your family call me a generation lower, I wasn't angry, you still have an opinion."

The man raised his eyebrows and said,

"You have no opinion, being called brother by a child under the age of seven, I don't know how young you are, how can you still have an opinion?"

Ji Yinxue raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes raised slightly, poured herself another glass of wine, and said,

"I'm a lot younger than you."

The man wanted to pick up the glass and throw it over, but of course, he did the same.

A glass of wine was poured straight towards Ji Yinxue's face.

Ji Yinxue's eyebrows moved slightly, and she caught it gently, without missing half a drop of wine.

With a slight flick of his fingertips, the white jade wine glass glowing with green light landed safely on the table.

Ji Yinxue showed a smile and raised her eyebrows,

"Why make such a big fuss?"

The man's eyes narrowed, bursting out with a bit of dangerous light, more truthful,

"Who told you to call me old."

Ji Yinxue touched her nose and thought to herself, when did I say you were old?

But before he could say anything, he heard the man snort coldly,

"Why, this time I came back to strengthen the seal, or to worship my parents, I heard Xiaochen say, you brought back your woman?"

The corners of Ji Yinxue's mouth curved slightly, and there was a bit of mystery in her eyes, and she said,

"It's all and it's not."

The man's eyebrows raised slightly, gave him a blank look, and said,

"Don't sell it to me."

The corners of Ji Yinxue's mouth curled up a touch, looking at the man, her eyes were glowing with cold light, as if a sword was out of the sheath, but it instantly turned into a streamer, and the clear moon that flew to the edge of the sky said lightly,

"I'm going to enter the Cold Light Cave Heaven."

The man paused for a moment, then looked up at him,

"Have you thought about it?"

Ji Yinxue nodded and said,

"If I hadn't thought it through, I wouldn't have come to you."

The man chuckled,

"You should have done it a long time ago."

I have to say that in his opinion, his previous method of ending up together is really stupid, since there is the possibility of a head-on battle, why sacrifice himself?

The corners of Ji Yinxue's mouth curled up, and an unknown smile flashed in her eyes.

Entering the Cold Light Cave Heaven and using the power of 10,000 years of cold qi and holy light, he should be able to peel off the blood puppet in the depths of his heart.

At the beginning, he thought that he was the only one who was fighting alone, but now, there are so many people with the same goal, and with Shen Qingyan here, he doesn't want to die easily.

The man looked at Ji Yinxue's expression, and froze slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was too familiar, who made him give up the previous idea, and instead chose to take a risk?

Ji Yinxue picked up the wine jug, gave herself another glass, and drank it, the man looked at it and hurriedly stopped it, and said eagerly,

"Eh, drink slowly, my pot of wine has been buried in the ground for eight years, and it was just dug up today."

Ji Yinxue's eyes lifted lightly,

"Isn't wine made for people to drink? What's the hurry, I'll send you two more jars in a few days. ”

After hearing this, the man glared at Ji Yinxue, and then picked up the wine jug and wanted to throw it over.

Ji Yinxue was slightly curved at the corners of her mouth, her eyes looked at the man like a sharp sword, and her fingers pierced people's hearts.

"The demon army has gathered in the Northland Sand Realm, and the demon lord is coming again, Tingquan, you should have received the news of this."

Ji Tingquan listened for a moment, was slightly stunned for a moment, put the wine in his hand into his mouth, smiled bitterly, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was a little lonely, and spoke softly,

"I'm a waste now, Demon War, it's none of my business."

Ji Yinxue's eyes lifted lightly and looked at him,

"It's been eight years, and you still haven't come out of the demons."

Ji Tingquan smiled when he heard this,

"Feibai, my Dao heart has collapsed, and I can't build it anymore, now, I just want to raise Chenfeng well and guard this Nanyun."

Ji Yinxue froze slightly, sighed lightly in her heart, put down her wine glass, looked at Ji Tingquan, and patted him on the shoulder,

"That's fine, but in the future, drink less bars and spend more time with Chenfeng."

Ji Tingquan smiled,

"I know."

Over the years, he has drunk a lot less.

As he spoke, Ji Tingquan condensed a crystal nucleus with cyan blue light in his hand and threw it towards Ji Yinxue, drawing a cyan arc in the air.

Ji Yinxue stretched out her hand to take it and looked at Ji Tingquan.

With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ji Tingquan said,

"You can go whenever you want, just remember not to make too much of a fuss."

Ji Yinxue nodded after hearing this,

"Then I won't bother, it's late at night, go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and disappeared into the night.

Ji Tingquan looked at Ji Yinxue's disappearing back, poured himself another glass of wine, and drank it all.

The corners of his mouth were filled with a hint of bitterness, and he turned his eyes to look at the deserted grave in the courtyard, picked up the crutches at hand, and limped over.

He stood in front of the grave, and a deep voice sounded,

"Qingruo, the demon clan has finally broken free from the shackles, there is a place to turn over, the demon lord has grown up, are you happy?"

The only thing that could be answered was the howling cold wind and a few insects in the grass.

Back then, Ji Tingquan was also a high-spirited young man, stationed in the north to resist the demons, and no one could stop him.

But who knows, this young man who has punished countless demons finally fell into the hands of the demon woman.

It can only be said that it is a report and a report, or the will of God has long been doomed.

An Qingruo has been dead for many years, from being drunk and dreaming all day long at the beginning, to now indifferently maintaining sobriety.

Ji Tingquan stood in front of An Qingruo's grave for a long, long time, and finally turned around and left.

In the house, Xiao Chenfeng kicked off the quilt again, Ji Tingquan was a little helpless, but he skillfully covered him with the quilt.

The candles are flickering, and their children are now so old.

Ke Qingruo, someone once told me that time is the best medicine that can alleviate people's pain, but whenever I dream back at midnight, the suffocating pain has always accompanied me and never alleviated, but as time grows, it becomes heavier and heavier, Ji Tingquan closed his eyes in pain.

Qingruo ........