In the blink of an eye, decades of time had passed on the Apocalypse Continent.

Because of the matter of the real person in the cold night, although the Changxian Sect did not fall from the upper three sects, in recent years, the population has become more and more scarce.

Mei Xuetian has also grown from an ignorant girl to a slim young woman, worshiped under the sect master, and has begun to participate in the competition for the chief position this year.

Over the years, her cultivation has increased suddenly, but her temperament has become more and more cold.

"Look, it's Senior Sister Mei."

"I heard that Senior Sister Mei is going to participate in the competition for the chief position this year, and if you want me to say, with Senior Sister Mei's current cultivation, there must be no problem."

"Not really!"

"Senior Sister Mei feels so cold that people don't dare to approach at all!"

"I heard that Senior Sister Mei's last master was the cold night of the Fox Demon Monarch..."Before the words fell, the disciple who spoke clearly felt a faint glance from the cold woman not far away.

Cold as a knife.

The sound stopped abruptly.

The disciples hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to continue speaking.

A woman dressed in white strolled through the corridor, the long sword at her waist was like jade, dyed with a dazzling halo in the faint sunlight. reflected her white and flawless face, but that cold look was like an iceberg and snow that could not be dissolved.

Nothing has changed in Changyu Peak.

But no one here is there.

Mei Xuetian stood outside Changyu Peak, looking at everything around her little by little.

Shizun is gone, and Chang Xin and others also unfortunately fell because of their missions. Qingluan is gone, and the little junior sister Su Jiuyue is also gone, everything has changed since that night.

After drinking the soup made by Shen Yanmei herself, when she woke up again, she had already returned to the Immortal Sect.

Shen Yanmei returned to the Jimo family.

Shizun Cold Night, the real person suddenly turned into a demon.

Su Jiuyue and Qingluan Baige disappeared.

Gently stroking the moss wall, Mei Xue lowered her eyes, everything, what the hell happened. She didn't know anything, how the story began and how it ended, and from beginning to end, she didn't know anything.

"It's... It's not fair..."

The rumored immortal world has not been opened, and Su Jiuyue, the reincarnation of Le Xian, is nowhere to be found.

A civil war broke out in the demon Semorro, the Battle of Tur Sacrifice, and the demon army withdrew from everyone's sight and retreated to the depths of the demon world.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

On this day, it is the chief elder brother of the Heavenly Providence Sect, Feng Yicen of the Feng family marries the daughter of the Yao family, and Yao Baixue is a happy day.

Everyone congratulated.

Yao Baixue, the daughter of the Yao family and the third beauty in the Tianqi rankings, heard that she had waited for Feng Yicen for more than a hundred years, and finally waited for his heart. Although I missed the most beautiful years, it was enough to stay with my beloved.

"Congratulations!!"

"It's really a talented man and a woman, a match made in heaven!"

"I wish the two of you to grow old together and give birth to a noble son early!"

There was congratulatory laughter everywhere.

Mei Xuetian stood outside the door, but never stepped into the brightly lit mansion.

"Why don't you go in?" On the wall, faint petals suddenly fluttered and sprinkled down.

Such a strange situation was only possessed by one of the original companions.

Mei Xue tilted her head, her black hair was flying, her long robe was flying, and her black eyes were like stars, and there was a faint hint of blueness. Carrying the wine jar and tasting it wantonly, he looked at ease and chic.

Ye Buyan, he is exactly the same as a hundred years ago, and there is no change at all.

"What about you, why don't you go in?" Mei Xue asked rhetorically.

"I'm going to go in soon." Ye Buyan shook the wine jug and gestured, "Let's go in together?" ”

Mei Xuetian was a little surprised.

A hundred years ago, everyone embarked on a journey together, but because of their weakness, she never spoke a few words to them, at this time... Is it because she has grown up now, or because she misses the original time.

Either way.

She smiled, "Hmm. ”

The guests were full, and Feng Yicen, dressed in a groom's suit, walked among the crowd, and his appearance did not change, too... Immortal cultivators like them have a permanent appearance.

"Congratulations!" Ye Buyan was beside Mei Xuetian, and he didn't see how he moved, and a few jars of wine suddenly appeared in front of Feng Yicen, "A little congratulatory gift." ”

Feng Yicen raised his eyes and looked at the two of them through the layers of people.

Elegant and chic smiled, the already perfect and beautiful arc was bent out of the ultimate charm, "Thank you two for being there." ”

It's red everywhere.

"Did he really let go?" Mei Xue saw that Feng Yicen had turned around and continued to toast with the guests, and couldn't help but ask softly.

"Who knows." Ye Buyan replied very irresponsibly.

Mei Xue tilted her eyes, "What about you?" ”

"Me?" Ye Buyan blinked and took a few sips of wine, "Haha, guess." ”

“...”

"But there is one person he definitely can't let go."

The wind blew, and the long hair flew.

In my mind, I came up with the back of a god who was elegant and extraordinary, like a peerless god.

"yes." Mei Xuetian smiled slightly, her eyes were a little dazed, "He can't let it go." ”

100 years, 1,000 years.

In this world, it is rumored that there is a man who wanders the entire Apocalypse Continent and walks through countless strange places, and he will always ask everyone there if they know a girl named "Qingluan".

Some people say that when you see that peerless man once in a while, you will always see him staring at a goose stone in a daze.

He is looking for a young girl, thousands of years, never ending.

The lifespan of an immortal cultivator is so long, but there will be a time when it will end, Mei Xue lowered her head, listening to the reports of the disciples under her door, that person is still looking for the girl named "Qingluan", every day and night, as if she will not be tired.

Mei Xuetian closed her eyes gently, the sun, moon and stars... She's after all... I can't wait for him.

Like, he can't wait for her...

"Big brother, have you found your big sister?"

"It's coming."

"Big brother, why are you looking for a big sister? Is big sister important to big brother? ”

"Well, it's important." Blue eyes are clear, light as jade, "It's my sweetheart." ”