The mountains outside the mountains, the clouds on the clouds, the top of the peaks far away from the world, is the city of silver dragons.

This is a pure land, no hustle and bustle, no flashiness, full of tranquility, for thousands of years, no human has ever been here, this sky only belongs to the silver dragon, the beautiful silver dragon.

On the top of the dragon cliff in the wind, there stood a beautiful woman in silver-scale armor, she was very tall, very tall, and with exquisite silver-scale armor, she looked heroic and extraordinary.

However, her temperament was different from that year, her expression was three points more lonely, and her eyes were three points of nostalgia, so she stood quietly on the edge of the Dragon Cliff, silently staring at the distant sky, in that direction, it was the country of mankind, and in the distance was the towering Sun and Moon Mountain Range.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and the pictures of the past flashed in front of her, including the trial battlefield, the dream immortal residence, and the Dongyuan small building......

The only thing that is the same thing in these pictures is that there is the same man in these pictures except her: Ip Mantian.

The picture of the night in the Dream Immortal Residence stopped in front of her, and she seemed to see herself naked and change her clothes again, and she couldn't help but blush her cheeks and ears.

She snorted, thinking to herself what had happened to her, how she could change her clothes in front of him, and she couldn't believe how bold she ↗ had been.

"Bastard, it's all your fault. Monica gritted her teeth, felt her heartbeat speed a little, and clenched her pink fist as if she wanted to knock it down, but suddenly found that there was only an endless sea of clouds and vastness in front of her.

After all, the shyness faded, turned into an undetectable sigh, and with the wind on the cliffside, glanced at the sky, and all that was left was a girl standing quietly in the wind.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky suddenly darkened.

A beautiful silver dragon descended slowly, its huge wings curling up a fierce wind, its body graceful and long, the edges of its silver scales shimmering with a faint milky white light.

This was the initial sign of the dragon clan's sanctification, which meant that this silver dragon had reached the peak of cultivation and began to embark on the long journey of the divine dragon.

"Mom, why are you here looking for me again?" Monica's tone was a little resentful, obviously not the first time it had happened.

The beautiful silver dragon bloomed with a light that was more blazing than the sun, transforming into a beautiful woman in a silver gauze dress.

"Monica, it's been several years, for us dragons, it's just a doze, but for humans, it's enough to forget a lot of things, perhaps, that person has forgotten you, no matter how long you watch, there will be no results. ”

Martina took Monica's hand and led her back to the edge of the cliff, looking at the distant human kingdom, she knew that in the farther clouds, it was the top of the sun and the moon, and she knew even more that the person Monica missed was, when she left the top of the sun and moon, she knew that her daughter was different.

"Impossible!" Monica suddenly broke free of Martina's hand, and her tone was categorical, not knowing whether she was saying to Martina or to herself, "That bastard can't have forgotten me!"

"In human terms, you are just deceiving yourself, as far as I know, he has a female marshal by his side, there is a Blood Rose Caccia, you are just a passerby in his life, how can he remember you?" Martina said, her tone a little regretful and a little worried.

Dragons and humans will never be possible, and the ending of human-dragon love in history has always been poignant and moving, and poignant and moving is obviously not a good ending.

Martina is Monica's mother, and she wants her daughter to be happy, not to hope for a hazy relationship that doesn't come to fruition.

"No!" Monica's tone suddenly became hesitant, her eyes were a little dazed, as if she wanted to find solid evidence, after thinking for a while, Huo Ran raised her head and said, "He gave me a lot of things, he said it was very important, so he won't forget me!"

"Those clothes?" Martina's tone was a little mocking, "those are just human flesh/desires, how can they be taken seriously?"

"He's ......not like that!" Monica's tone was more urgent, once again finding evidence to convince herself, "he didn't do anything too much to me at all, in fact he had a lot of opportunities, but he didn't touch me, which is enough to prove that he ...... me and me"

"Love, like, do you think he likes you?" Martina stared into Monica's silver eyes.

"I don't know. Monica suddenly lost her momentum and became a little depressed, grabbing her long hair with both hands, and said in chagrin, "I can't even figure out if I like him or not." ”

Martina sighed, feeling a little heartache, gently pressed Monica's arms, and said earnestly: "Good daughter, forget it, forget it and you won't be distressed." Humans and dragons have no future, you can live for thousands of years, and he, even if he cultivates to a demigod, he can only live for five or six hundred years, and when he turns to dust, where should you put your heart?"

After a pause, Martina hugged Monica gently, and said softly: "Believe me, long pain is better than short pain, you forget it now, you can heal the wound soon, but if you wait for him to die, you will find that you can never forget it again, never forget it, and the remaining thousand years of life will be entangled in eternal pain and loneliness." ”

"Mom......" there was a cry in Monica's voice.

Martina patted Monica's back, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and comforted: "The most bitter is more painful than parting, the most bitter is a thousand years of sighing, a thousand years of pain, that is the hell of eternal torture, believe me, forget it." ”

"But ......" Monica wanted to argue a few words, but found that she was so powerless, because what Martina said was all personal experience, and as a daughter, how could she not know the pain of her mother?

She still remembers the tomb on the top of the clouds when she was a child, and she asked, "Mom, is this Daddy?"

She remembered Martina's reply: "No, he was just a passerby, an impossible future, a period of sadness and pain." ”

She was confused at the time, but now she understands.

Martina said softly: "Good girl, it will be over soon, go and meet Arthur, he really likes you, you can't avoid him forever, right? ”

Monica was startled, broke free from Martina's embrace, and said, "Arthur again?"

"Yes, there is also the Golden Dragon King who is here this time, and I want to meet you too. Martina smiled.

"No, I don't want to see him. Monica retreated again and again, retreating to the edge of the dragon cliff, with a determined look in her eyes, as if she had made a decision, turned around and spread her arms, her whole body flashing with silver light.

"Where are you going?" Martina startled.

"I'm going to ask for clarification, or I won't be reconciled!" Monica's voice turned into a loud dragon groan, and her body transformed into a silver dragon in the silver light, and her silver wings flapped and flew towards the sky, leaving Martina standing on the edge of the cliff, sighing silently.