Anyang County.

The night breeze was cold, and the soft moonlight poured like mercury, reflecting the stone pavement in a silvery white color.

Ji Yuenian walked on the stone bridge with hanging lanterns, and was greeted by a beautiful girl in a moon-white dress.

The bright white moonlight sprinkled down, reflecting her fairy appearance of sinking fish and geese.

Ji Yuenian was slightly stunned, moved her lips, and said, "Zhao ......"

The word "lunar moon" was never said after all.

Whether it was in the ancient true spirit memory, or in the lonely and cold soul dream, Ji Yuenian never really faced Zhao Yinyue.

Zhao Yinyue lowered her gaze, quietly looked at Ji Yuenian under the stone steps, and said softly: "Nian'er." ”

Ji Yuenian's heart trembled, subconsciously avoided her gaze, and fell silent.

Zhao Yinyue looked at his side face that was very similar to herself, and there was a little pity in the depths of her eyes, a little distress, and a little complexity and relief.

The cold wind of the cold night blew across the stone bridge, gently raising the corners of her moon-white skirt.

"Nian'er, this should be the first time you have met me."

Ji Yue said in a young voice: "It's also the last time?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yinyue just laughed.

The cold and soft fingers stroked Ji Yuenian's long black hair, Ji Yuenian was stunned, but he didn't deliberately dodge.

"It's really so similar to what I was born with," Zhao Yinyue chuckled and gently helped Ji Yuenian tie up her scattered hair, "Nian'er, that Buddha mantra, you can't use it anymore." ”

After these words, the heaven and earth seemed to be completely still, and it seemed that there was a vast and great ancient gaze looking at it from afar.

Zhao Yinyue didn't care about the terrible changes around her at all, the moon white gauze sleeves danced lightly, tied her hair for Ji Yuenian, and said: "Mother can't stand you, mother is not a good mother, but mother can't bear to see you sink after all, that falling snow sword is something left to you by your mother, you must treat it well." ”

His words were quite vague, and in just a few words, Ji Yuenian couldn't help but tremble here, and even a terrifying chill invaded the true spirit.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yinyue's soft voice faintly came into my ears.

"Nian'er, my mother is gone, you have to take care."

Ji Yuenian turned her head suddenly, and there was still half a figure behind her.

Ancient power permeated from an unknown place, and immersed in the depths of Ji Yuenian's true spirit.

All the true spirit memories and divine soul memories of "Zhao Yinyue" have been stripped out and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The sixteen years that Zhao Yinyue has existed seem to have been completely erased, and no living creature will remember it.

In Ji Yuenian's memory, only the princess Ao Li of the Zhaoming Mountain Realm remained.

In addition to these, there are still four unforgettable words, which have not been eroded by the ancient power, but over and over again, deeply imprinted into the depths of Ji Yuenian's true spirit.

Ji Yuenian woke up from his slumber, his eyes were a little dazed, and he subconsciously muttered: "Falling Snow Divine Sword ......"

Falling Snow Excalibur.

The sixteen years that Zhao Yinyue has existed seem to have been completely erased, and no living creature will remember it.

In Ji Yuenian's memory, only the princess Ao Li of the Zhaoming Mountain Realm remained.

In addition to these, there are still four unforgettable words, which have not been eroded by the ancient power, but over and over again, deeply imprinted into the depths of Ji Yuenian's true spirit.

Ji Yuenian woke up from his slumber, his eyes were a little dazed, and he subconsciously muttered: "Falling Snow Divine Sword ......"

Falling Snow Excalibur.