The begonia mountains, as if they will not change for thousands of years, every time the phoenix comes here, there is always snow in the sky.

However, the Begonia Mountains have always been this crimson color, like everything outside, and it will not have any impact on it.

The golden Sirius Royal Clan summoned with great coercion and descended from the distant sky.

It was late at night, and although it was snowing heavily, the light of Shenwang and Cactus was bright, and the entire Begonia Mountains were plated with a layer of gorgeous light.

On the edge of the quiet pool, the sound of the piano was melodious, and the pair of silver eyes fell on the woman who was sleeping forever at the bottom of the pool.

"Wangwang--" The fluffy little white dog was lying quietly beside the stunning man in a silver robe, but at this time, as if awakened, he suddenly stood up and barked twice with his little head tilted.

Fusang's face fell into the city, and it was much colder in an instant.

A pair of silver eyes, looking directly into the distance.

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At the foot of the Begonia Mountains, the thin body of the Holy Moon Emperor Lord, wrapped in black and gold robes, looked like he would fall in the cold wind at any time.

That pair of eyes, staring at the stunning begonia flowers flying in the sky, a heart, inexplicably throbbing.

"Jing'er, do you sleep in this mountain?" He stared at the Begonia Mountains for a while, and after a long time, he slowly spit out a sentence.

Huang Qingwan stood beside him, dressed in a red dress like fire, and in his voice, there was a little melancholy inexplicably, "The little lady has found peace here--"

"Tranquility-tranquility--" The Holy Moon Emperor smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand, a begonia petal fell into the palm of his hand, and a faint fragrance rushed into his nose, this smell was like the fragrance of Jing'er's hair, he stared greedily at the begonia petals in his hand, and suddenly remembered that Jing'er loved Begonia the most when she was alive-

He had a lot to say to her, but now standing here, he didn't know where to start.

Although I didn't see Jiang Wenjing, just standing here like this, it was as if I felt her breath.

The Holy Moon Emperor couldn't help but take two steps forward, hoping to get closer to her.

One step, you can't cross the end of the world, one step, you can't cross the cape, one step, you can't get to her-

Under his feet, it was as if he weighed a thousand pounds, and every step was so deep.

Huang Qing's red eyes sank slightly, but did not stop him, this man, his entire body, has been hollowed out by the poison of heart, and every step he takes now is with incomparably deep perseverance.

Even so, he couldn't enter the Begonia Mountains-

His Royal Highness the Prince of the World stood in the distance, silently watching everything, in the dark purple eyes, reflected in the flying begonias, for Jiang Wenjing, his only impression was on the day Ji Bangyue was born, now recalling, the memory has long been very vague, only the warm smiling face, extremely clear.

The world is impermanent, who would have thought that such a woman who loves to laugh would -

The Heavenly Wolf Royal Clan's summoned beast obediently obeyed his feet, and every now and then he could cause violent fluctuations in the air.

His Royal Highness the Prince rarely summons it, and the dignified Heavenly Wolf Clan Royal Clan summons the beast, and it is finally summoned once, but it acts as a cutting tool--

That's it, for the sake of His Royal Highness's face, it doesn't care.

Emperor Qianji was dressed in purple and picturesque, with extremely long black hair flying all over his head, and he seemed to have a little impression of this land, but it was not clear.

After thinking about it, my memory is very vague, maybe I was here many years ago.

Jiang Wenjing, being able to sleep in such a land after death can be regarded as a rare peace.