"Yue'er--" The Holy Moon Emperor chased after her from the void and blocked her way, "My father already knows that he is wrong, so you take it seriously, do you want to leave like this?" ”

Huang lightly pursed his eyes and was cold, "Go away, don't force me to kill you." ”

"Yue'er, for my father, I hope you can kill me." The Holy Moon Emperor was extremely sad, took a deep breath, and then said, "Since the Holy Moon Emperor Dynasty can't keep you anymore, and I am not reluctant to be a father, but, can you tell me where you took Jing'er back then?" ”

He didn't dare to ask for forgiveness from Huang Qing, and he only wanted to see Jing'er for the last time, even if it was a lonely grave, he wanted to be by her side and die silently.

"The little lady sleeps in a place where the sun will always shine, you will only bring her endless darkness, she is at peace, you should not disturb her anymore."

"Is there always a place where the sun shines--" The Holy Moon Emperor Lord was stunned, and smiled bitterly, yes, he would only bring her endless darkness and make her fall into a place of no return, and now he, what qualifications does he have to disturb her Pure Land.

Huang didn't reply with his head lightly, he bypassed him directly, flying in a red dress, still looking like a little lady, but the red in his eyes was very scorching.

The Holy Moon Emperor looked at her back, and suddenly remembered that seventeen years ago, when we met for the first time, the begonia flowers were flying, and the girl was also wearing such a phoenix crown, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, like a sunflower, standing in a bright place forever--

In the end, it was he who pulled her into the darkness from which she could never recover.

--

"Yue'er, after all these years, I'm afraid I won't be able to see each other again, for my father, I know that I am wrong--you, take care of yourself all the way--" He stood in place, said with a wry smile, and in his eyes, there was a deep sadness that could not be dissolved.

Pale face, cold lips, and a trace of black blood overflowed.

Looking up, in his eyes, the figure of the phoenix was getting farther and farther away, until it completely disappeared--

Jiang Wenjun followed behind Huang Qing, and hundreds of spiritual cultivators of the Jiang family opened the way, all the way to the great and long.

In the dark, a pair of green eyes were faint, filled with a very dangerous light, a pair of fists clenched tightly, and slowly spit out three words, "Ji Bangyue--"

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Three days later, at the junction of the Holy Moon Dynasty and the Great Xia Dynasty, under the Begonia Mountains.

Huang lightly pulled a red dress like fire, and it had returned to its original appearance.

Jiang Wenjun was still dressed as a tiger-skinned savage, standing beside Huang Qinglian.

The Jiang family's spiritual cultivators in the realm of the Baiming Great Spirit Master have been sent back to Beiyuan by him.

In the sky, it was still snowing, just like six years ago, Huang Qingwan brought Jiang Wenjing here.

It's just that among the begonia mountains, the begonia flowers all over the mountains are still in full bloom, and there is no sign of half withering.

"Sister, is she sleeping in this stretch of begonia mountains?" Looking at the begonias, Jiang Wenjun asked.

He still remembers that when he sent his sister into the palace, he was ambushed by the Great Xia Dynasty here, he was injured a lot, his sister disappeared, and after a month, he found his sister again at the foot of the mountain.

It's just that when she found her again, my sister was so sad, she hugged him and cried for some reason, without saying anything, and then, she was silent all the way and stepped into the road of no return of the Holy Moon Dynasty.

"Uncle, let go of the past." Although Huang Qingwan was sad in his heart, he actually enlightened Jiang Wenjun at this time.