It's been four years, and he's been missing for four years.

Di Jiu kept looking for that person's figure in his dreams, crossing the sea of people, deserts, and deep seas, but he still couldn't see his shadow.

Liyuan, I miss you......

The man who was in a coma on the lotus bed in the west moved his fingers slightly.

He was covered in golden light, his skin was covered with scars, and his face was pale like a dead man.

A golden-bodied Arhat looked at him and sighed: "I went to cross the love tribulation, but you moved your mortal heart and started to kill, and now you are in a coma, but it is also a creation." ”

I vaguely remember that the golden light that flashed back then directly enveloped a person, the golden light scorched his body, and his cultivation was dispersed, but he still did not change his mind.

This person is the abyss.

...... year

"Buddha...... I can't go...... My wife and children are waiting for me......" Liyuan, covered in blood, pleaded bitterly with the Buddha.

"Do you remember why you went to the Imperial Capital?"

"Crossing the love calamity."

"But you violated the rules of Buddhism, you moved your mortal heart, and opened the killing ring, how can you go back?"

"Nope! I'd rather be reborn! I can't go! ”

Li Yuan held a sharp blade in his hand, and he was not afraid to be surrounded by eighty-eight golden-bodied Arhats.

"If you can endure the pain of burning your body for ten years, I will let you go."

"Good ......"

Ten years, and now only half of it has passed.

Ten years may be just a flick of a finger for them, but for the people in the imperial capital, it is a long time.

Ten years can change a lot, including people's hearts.

"You choose which path you choose, so you have to bear the consequences." The golden-bodied Arhat spoke to the unconscious man.

"Six years to go."

Six years......

When he woke up in a dream, Di Jiu covered his heart, and always felt that it would be a long time before he could come back.

She curled up in the corner, her mind full of scenes between them, it had been four years, her thoughts would fade, but once she thought about it, the pain would double.

Because she didn't know where he went, she would think wildly, she felt that Liyuan must not be dead, otherwise he would come to see her and the child even if he became a ghost.

But if ...... Is he gone?

The other is that the red bird in her imperial study is still alive, but it is sleeping, and it can't wake up no matter how much it screams.

This huge country has to be carried by her alone, and in the past four years, few people know how she survived.

In the second half of the night, the candle in her room was lit, and her figure fell in front of the window, looking so lonely and thin.

Suddenly, a figure slowly appeared in front of me.

"Liyuan?" Di Jiu looked up happily.

But when she saw the appearance of that person, there was no loss in her eyes, but there was a feeling that it was indeed so.

Mo Jue's figure gradually turned into a physical entity, and he stood there without moving, just quietly looking at the woman sitting there with a cloak.

"Can't sleep? Or did you dream about something that made you sad? He walked slowly and sat down across from him.

His greetings always make people's hearts ache, not only because he can always see through the essence of the problem, but also because his tone and voice are so gentle and want to make people vulnerable once.

Mo Jue removed the teacup, leaving Di Jiu's hand to take the teacup empty, "Let's chat." ”

Di Jiu pulled the corners of his mouth far-fetched, "Do you have a preference for late-night chatting?" ”

Mo Jue raised his eyes, his always elegant eyes narrowed, and his voice was deep: "Do you know, it's not good for you to smile like this at all, it's not as beautiful as crying directly." ”

He withdrew his gaze and whispered, "You can't sleep, you need someone to accompany you, so I'm here to chat with you, is there anything you can't understand?" ”