Is that you... Is that you...

The soft voice lingers in the void for a long time, and it seems to never be extinguished...

At the ancient battle platform, tens of thousands of people stood up at the same time, turned around, and looked into the void.

Nine Heavens...

The green silk floats, and the breeze shakes.

The yellow shirt moves, pouring dust.

A lifetime of red-faced, swept through the ages.

Morning and twilight, not afraid of dangers, just for...

Everyone present, young and old, was stupid.

At this moment, they saw the real fairy, stepped through the sky, and descended into the world.

On the battle platform.

Yuwen Tuo completely forgot about the competition in front of him, and only stared at the sky stupidly.

And Wang Yi stood there, not moving.

Time and space, as if forever still, forever...

Is that you...

The delicate voice is still echoing.

Wang Yi finally moved, his body trembled, and he slowly turned around.

Raise your head, to the sky...

His face was already covered with tears.

Although the eyes of the two were hundreds of meters apart, they were still instantly intertwined and would never be separated again.

The fate of the past life, the continuation of this life.

It doesn't matter where you are, even if it's the end of the world, or the other side, or even the other side...

If the heart is not exhausted, the road will not be exhausted.

Even if you step through the whole world, you will be found.

Because, I only want to be with you...

Suddenly, Yun Xian'er quickly raised a jade hand and pressed her fragrant lips, her delicate body trembling.

She can be absolutely sure that the man in the ring is the lover she is looking for, Yang Lingchen.

Yun Xian'er wanted to rush down, but she really didn't dare.

She was scared, really scared.

I'm afraid that all this is just a dream bubble, and in the blink of an eye, it will turn into endless vanity.

Then I will fall into terrible darkness again.

I don't know how long it has been, it seems like a thousand years ago.

'Snort'

There was a sound of breaking the air.

Wang Yi rose to the sky, and under the attention of everyone, he stepped into the air.

One step, one thought...

One eye, one love...

"Whew... Call... Woo... Whew..."

Yun Xian'er saw that he was getting closer and closer to her, her breathing suddenly became short, and her trembling became more and more intense. She pressed her lips hard, desperately controlling herself and not crying.

But it's in vain...

Because, their eyes will never be separated.

How can Yun Xian'er control her emotions?

In the past 16 years, their distance, from the other side of the shore, to the ends of the earth, and then to thousands of rivers, to the later several barriers, a boundary apart, hundreds of meters, 50 meters, 20 meters... Just around the corner...

Finally, Wang Yi finally came to her.

They stared deeply at each other, for eternity.

"Immortals... Son..."

One minute later, Wang Yi slowly opened his mouth and called out the other party's name. Tears kept rolling down his face.

Yun Xian'er's delicate body was shocked, and she suddenly woke up from her dream, she hurriedly retreated half a step, the pair of jade hands folded on her slender waist, put on a strange and beautiful posture, and said in a trembling voice: "Yun Xian'er see..."

'Whew...'

Suddenly, Wang Yi directly grabbed Yun Xian'er's jade arm and hugged her into his arms.

"Ahh

Yun Xian'er suddenly snorted softly and lay directly on the other party's warm chest.

"Xian'er, I... I'm sorry for you..."

Wang Yi hugged Jiaojiao in his arms hard, and the tears in his eyes overflowed more and more.

Yun Xian'er petrified for a moment, then raised her jade hand and helped the other party's back.

She slowly closed her beautiful eyes, and her pretty face was full of tears.

Above the void, the two ignored the eyes of the world and leaned on each other. Their figures will always exist between heaven and earth.

The picture scroll is poignant and eternal.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of people below did not move.

There is no way, everything that happened is so unbelievable that the world has not reacted at all.

"Yang Lang, I hope all this is not a dream..."

Yun Xian'er couldn't help crying with joy, she Nan Nan whispered, those jade hands became tighter and tighter, and she couldn't help it...

'Click...'

A strange voice suddenly appeared.

It came suddenly, but not very long.

Wang Yi suddenly felt a blackness in front of him, and knew that his ribs had been broken by Yun Xian'er.

He didn't move, not wanting to spoil the moment.

Moreover, his body is already very strong and can withstand tossing.

"I'll never leave you again, never..."

Yun Xian'er was so emotional that she didn't realize that she had hurt Ai Lang at all, and continued to cry softly.

'Click...'

The sound of broken bones reappeared, but this time twice.

"Hmm..."

Wang Yi's chest was stuffy for a while, and his throat was dry.

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth to keep the hot blood from spurting.

'Click...'

Good guys, it sounded again.

Wang began to roll his eyes, his face was pale, and he couldn't hold on a little.

"Huh?"

Fortunately, our fairy finally found out and said softly: "What... Voice?"

"Gollum... Xian'er..."

Wang used all his strength to swallow the hot blood in his throat, and gasped: "You first... Loosen up..."

His voice was already weak.

"Yes..."

Although Yun Xian'er was reluctant, she didn't dare not listen to Ailang's words, she slowly let go of the 'terrifying' jade hands, and then hung down her pretty face shyly, not daring to look at the other party directly.

The 'Nine Shadows Goddess King', who once amazed the entire Hongling Continent, turned into a little woman at this moment, and Fang Xin was ashamed.

"Shhhh Whew..."

Wang gently supported the other party's fragrant shoulder, desperately exhaling his inner breath to prevent himself from fainting.

However, his injuries were too serious, and after the spiritual power ran in his body for a week, he didn't see much improvement at all.

Yun Xian'er was too emotional just now, but after slowly calming down at this moment, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She hesitated for a moment, plucked up a little courage, and quietly raised her pretty face.

The next moment.

"Huh?"

Yun Xian'er saw that Ailang's face was like ashes, and her face suddenly turned pale, and she exclaimed, "Yang Lang, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Yi stared at the other party's peerless appearance and shook his head: "I'm fine..."

How could Yun Xian'er believe it? Looking directly at Ailang's body, she saw through everything in an instant.

Ribs broken four?

She was smart and thought of everything quickly.

"Yang Lang, I'm sorry..."

Yun Xian'er panicked, and hurriedly grabbed the other party's big hand and spread the aura. The peerless pretty face is hanging down on the crisp~ chest, and I don't dare to look at him anymore.

She was pitiful and delicate, like a child who made mistakes.

Wang was ashamed after hearing this, and said softly: "I don't blame you, it's my husband who is too weak." ”

Yun Xian'er didn't understand what 'husband' meant, and wanted to ask, but she really didn't dare.

Suddenly, she noticed something, and directly turned her pretty face to look at a void.

At this moment, the four great immortal lords appeared five meters away, and they stood in the air, staring at the two of them intently.

No, they were looking at Yun Xian'er, and Wang was ignored.