Xian'er looked at Xingyue's appearance, her smile slowly faded, and the hand holding Xingyue's arm became tighter and tighter. "Young master, you, what's wrong with you?" said Xian'er's voice was very weak, and she was a little scared.

"Xian'er, I hope, you, enter the temple. Xingyue closed her eyes, her voice fell, and her body staggered, almost unstable. Even the last four words seemed to drain Xingyue's whole body. Xian'er looked at her young master with shocked eyes, she couldn't imagine that her young master would say such a thing. Tears instantly diffused in Xian'er's eyes, "No, no, I don't want it, I don't want it." Xian'er let go of Xingyue's arm, staggered back a few steps, and shouted loudly, "If I go in, I will forget you, forget you, you know?" she didn't call him the young master anymore, she said, "You".

"I don't want to, I don't want to. Xian'er looked at the stars and moon not far away, he still raised his head, looking up at the sky, and seemed to be unmoved by her confession. Crystal tears slipped from the corners of the fairy's eyes, in the moonlight, the low tears under the moon, turned into flying butterflies, around the fairy and the stars and the moon, dancing in this sky, just like the fairy's dance, beautiful and moving.

"A thousand years, ten thousand years, not the eternity I want, I want you to be eternal. Xingyue was still facing the blue sky, and his voice said calmly, he didn't dare to bow his head, nor did he dare to look at Xian'er, because his eyes couldn't hold his tears.

Xian'er rushed towards Xingyue, grabbing Xingyue's arm tightly, as if in the next second, she would forget him forever, "Young master, Xian'er doesn't want eternity, only with you, even if it's for a moment, it's eternal in Xian'er's heart, if there is no young master, then what's the use of eternity?" Xian'er made her last effort, she really didn't want eternity, as long as she was with her young master.

Xingyue gently took Xian'er's little hand, lowered her head, and two tears flowed out of Xingyue's eyes, crossed her cheeks, turned into two moon-white butterflies, and flew into the butterfly group formed by Xian'er's tears. He didn't say anything more, took Xian'er's hand, and slowly walked towards the temple in the distant sky.

Xian'er looked at Xingyue in despair, looked at the temple with gloomy eyes, and weakly let Xingyue lead her, and walked to the tomb, yes, for Xian'er, that's a tomb.

The butterflies painted with tears in the sky, and the moon-white light group followed the two of them, surrounding them up and down.

Finally, at the beginning of the new day, the two came to the door of the temple.

Along the way, neither of them spoke,

Looking at the temple of up to 10,000 people, the temple is as white as jade, like a jade carving, and on the lintel of the temple, there are two huge ancient characters engraved: Wudao. There is also a deep mark embedded in the lintel.

Xingyue's eyes were full of struggle, Xian'er looked at the struggle in the eyes of her young master, shook Xingyue's arm, and said coquettishly: "Young master, young master, let's not go in, okay? Xingyue looked at Xian'er with a serious expression, "Do you have any other ways to become a god?" Then Xingyue lowered her head, "I really have no choice, I can protect you for ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, even if it is a million years, but what about ten million years later, what about hundreds of millions of years later?"

Xian'er let go of Xingyue's arm, looked at Xingyue with burning eyes, and asked: "What about Sister Dream, Aster, Sister Mingyue, Sister Mo'er and Sister Qi'er, what about them, you protect them for millions of years, tens of millions of years, but what about hundreds of millions of years later?"

Xingyue looked at Xian'er with tears rolling in her eyes, stretched out her hand, and gently wiped away her tears, " Qi'er is a demon god, the throne is from other worlds, Aster can cultivate divine spiritual power, Mingyue and Mo'er have the old man of Yuequan, only you, I am most worried about only you, if you want to become a god, you must pass the level of the god of light, I used to be selfish, I thought it would be okay to keep you by my side, you were ignorant before, I thought that as long as you didn't become a god, it would be okay, but, is that possible, I would rather you forget me, at least then, I still remember you, I can watch you carefree, accompany you until the end of the day, and I don't want to watch you grow old and die by my side。 ”

Xian'er was silent, and so was Xingyue.

Xian'er knew that some things were destined and could not be changed, "But, but, Xian'er really doesn't want to forget the young master!" threw herself into Xingyue's arms, her voice full of reluctance.

"Even if you forget me," Xingyue gently hugged Xian'er, "but I still remember you, I will always follow you, just like you follow me, and then, I will tell you our stories, tell us our experiences, and then, you will remember me, at that time, we can be together forever and ever, besides, you will not necessarily forget me, we should think on the bright side." Xingyue said while stroking Xian'er's jade back.

"Hehe, at that time, if Xian'er did something wrong, the young master must not punish Xian'er?" Xian'er raised her head, frowned at Xiao Qiong's nose, and looked at Xingyue with a smile, "At that time, even if Xian'er remembered, she would pretend not to remember, and then let the young master chase Xian'er, at that time, Xian'er would not let the young master bully so casually." ”

Xingyue smiled and patted Xian'er's little buttocks, "Then shouldn't the young master bully my little fairy now?" "Don't," Xian'er covered her little ass and raised a sweet smile, "Young master, wait for me, when Xian'er comes out, I will let you bully you every day." ”

The two looked at each other like this, Xingyue slowly lowered her head, and Xian'er slowly closed her eyes, the lips of the two kept getting closer, and finally joined together, Xingyue kissed Xian'er, Xian'er enjoyed being kissed by Xingyue, and the moon-white ball of light and the colorful butterflies turned into tears continued to fly and rise beside the two people who were hugging.

For a long time, the lips parted.

"Young master, wait for me. Xian'er looked at Xingyue and said seriously.

Xingyue nodded heavily, "I'll wait for you, always." Then he let go of Xian'er.

Looking at the young master, the little face was full of sweet smiles, Xian'er slowly retreated, retreating towards the gate of the temple, Xingyue was also smiling, very happy and happy kind of smile, the two of them were just smiling face to face, in the eyes of outsiders, this smile seemed a little silly.

"Be careful, Xian'er, there are stone steps behind. Xingyue saw that Xian'er was about to trip over the stone steps behind her, and hurriedly stepped forward, but a white light curtain stopped him at once, and he could no longer walk to her side, hug her, and protect her.

Seeing Xian'er fall, Xingyue couldn't help but laugh, he wanted Xian'er to know that he would happily wait for Xian'er to come back.

Sitting on the ground, Xian'er's little mouth was deflated, and she wanted to cry, if the young master was by her side, how could she trip over this broken stone step, but could she cry? No, he wanted to laugh, he wanted to laugh happily. Xian'er looked at Xingyue, almost silly, and gently rubbed her sore buttocks, "Young master, Xian'er is fine, Xian'er doesn't hurt." ”

The distance is getting farther and farther away, first-order, second-order, third-order,...... , Eight steps, finally, Xian'er still climbed the nine-step stone ladder, looking at the fairy who became smaller and smaller, Xingyue felt a sense of loss in her heart, this farewell, goodbye, you, are you still my fairy? I don't want you for a thousand years, I don't want you for 10,000 years, I want you, you are eternal.

"Squeak-ah", the door of the Temple of the Daoless Temple opened by itself, and the endless white light shot out, reflecting the figure of the fairy more and more blurred, looking at the familiar figure, slowly retreating into the white light, "squeak-ah", the door of the temple slowly closed, the white light became more and more blurred, and the figure of the fairy was also blurred.

The door of the palace was completely closed, and the figure of Xian'er disappeared completely.

Looking at the Daoless Temple that was quietly suspended among the white clouds, Xingyue felt an endless sense of loss rise in his heart, before, even if he was separated from Xian'er, he knew that he would meet soon, but this time, Xian'er had just left, he began to miss it, thinking that next time the temple door was opened again, would it still be his own Xian'er who came out?

Xingyue stood motionless, he was going to wait here, waiting for her to come back......

On the banks of the Su River, the Bronze Horseman looked at the Su River, and a tear flowed from the murderous red eyes and dripped into the river.

What a tear it was, clear, pure, full of endless sorrow.