A red light, two figures can be faintly seen, Emperor Yin hugged the melancholy moon and snow dye, and slowly walked forward. Emperor Yin gently gazed at the quiet sleeping face dyed by the melancholy moon and snow, his dye, he couldn't see enough in his life.

Sorrowful Moon Snow Ran smiled lightly, the beautiful smile made people can't bear to disturb, the delicate eyebrows and eyes seem to come out of the painting, the ice muscle snow bone, it seems to be translucent, it looks really fragile, and it will be broken when you touch it lightly.

The formation has been opened, Di Yin walked slowly, and every step had to bear huge pressure, and he fell on his body like a heavy burden. This coercion is originally set up by the way of heaven for the gods, and the emperor and the sorrowful moon are so powerful, and the coercion is strong, even if they bear it together, it is still nine deaths. What's more, Di Yin resisted twice as hard.

Di Yin's hands trembling slightly, staggering a few steps, beads of sweat dripping from his handsome face, a little imperceptible anxiety hidden in his dark silver eyes, and his lips were extremely pale, not much better than that of Gloomy Moon and Snow.

The divine consciousness gradually blurred, Emperor Yin couldn't help but tighten his arms holding the melancholy moon and snow, his teeth were clenched, the coercion around his body disappeared, and even the divine power was scattered, the silver light on his body dispersed, and an unusually strong dark light suddenly erupted in the array, like a substance-like red light turned into a sharp sword, the sword pierced the heart, and the dark red sword was like a bottomless black hole, devouring the divine consciousness in the emperor's body.

The melancholy moon in his arms was extremely well protected by him, even if she was suffering from the piercing pain of the cone, even if her consciousness was blurred, Di Yin still protected her in her arms, not from half of the impact. God's trial has begun! Divine consciousness is stripped away, and divine bones are removed!

At this moment, the only thought in Di Yin's heart was: Fortunately, it was not Dye'er who would bear this. For him, even if the mountains and rivers are endless, they are not as good as her. In his life, he only existed to protect her, and this love and persistence had taken root as early as the moment he saw her.

He is never afraid of hardships and obstacles, if he needs to overcome all the obstacles when he comes to her, then he will let these thorns disappear completely. He would not let anyone, anything, become an obstacle between them and hurt her.

If you really can't go this time, maybe it's fate. Two people who are already opposites, together, will not end well. If she was the one who was hurt, he would never have bothered with her again.

But this time, even if he does his best to do his life, he will definitely let her be safe and sound!

The melancholy moon in her arms woke up faintly at this time, although she was asleep, but she was clear about the outside world, feeling his uneasiness and determination, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the fairy-like man was pulled off the altar by her, falling into the mortal dust, she, what else can I say?

Sorrowful Moon Xue Ran gently hugged Di Yin, three thousand silver filaments splashed on his shoulders, felt his slightly trembling body, the soft jade arm raised, wrapped around Di Yin's neck, the jade wrist was slightly exposed, as bright as the moon, delicate as snow.

Di Yin's body stiffened, in fact, when Dye'er woke up, he had already noticed it by paying close attention to the Sorrowful Moon and Snow Dye, but subconsciously, he didn't want her to see him so weak, he was afraid that she would feel distressed and guilty, how could he be reluctant?! But he never expected that he regarded Dye Er as a treasure and hugged him. Just like that, hugged him.

The heart lake rippled layer by layer, rippling in circles, just like he was now, his heart was stirring. The joy and sweetness that emanated from the depths of his soul made the corners of his lips can't help but rise under the tremendous pressure.

Sorrowful Moon Xue Ran murmured softly: "Hidden, if we enter reincarnation, you must find me." We agreed that within 10,000 years, if you arrive first, I will marry you, but we can say that you can't go back, you can't regret it, you can't fall in love with other people. "It's like a whisper between lovers, a flutter of snowflakes falling softly, a thousand intoxications, all kinds of tenderness, this is, the whisper of snow, the confession of love.

Di Yin's eyes seem to be thousands of splendid, all kinds of bright, bright and scorching like the stars, the elegant and magnetic voice seems to be plucked by the strings above the nine heavens, slowly beautiful, but as firm as a rock, this is, the promise of eternity, full of tenderness: "Dye'er, this is what you said, within 10,000 years, if you don't leave, I won't give up, you wait for me..."

The red light was suddenly bounced away, and the bodies of Emperor Yin and Sorrowful Moon Xue Ran ignited with a raging silver flame, and the coercion in the formation could no longer suppress the two of them, just because the coercion exuded by their bodies was really a thousand times stronger than that in the array.

The two of them in the silver flame stared affectionately, and the indulgence and tenderness in the emperor's eyes were all in plain sight.

Emperor Yin held his snow-dyed face as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. No, for him, Dye'er was originally the most precious treasure in the world. Slowly bowing their heads, the distance between the two of them kept shortening, knowing that they could clearly see each other's fluttering eyelashes, feel each other's hot and cold breath, the blend of ice and fire.

In the clear eyes dyed by the melancholy moon and snow, full of the reflection of the emperor, dressed in white, in her eyes, painted the most beautiful picture, as if there were streamers, flying out from the ice and snow eyes, the eyelashes drooped, and on the delicate white face, casting a circle of scallop-shaped shadows.

Di Yin touched her slightly cold lips with some nervousness, and the silver thread hung down, sliding a little off her shoulder, swinging a beautiful arc in the air. They don't understand love affairs, and they don't have so many sweet words, and at this moment, they are still ignorant.

The kiss without a trace of lust fell lightly, like the purest ice and snow in the world, without the slightest impurity. The wind is as light as snow, misty as the moon, and gentle as water. Di Yin's slender jade fingers, through the silky silver hair dyed by the Sorrowful Moon Snow, clasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

Emperor Yin's tongue pried open the snow-stained teeth of the Gloom Moon and moved around slightly awkwardly, tracing the shape of her lips. A touch of blush is like cinnabar rendering, dyeing the two of them red.

This kiss condenses the tenderness of lovesickness;

This kiss is intertwined with a thousand words of love;

This kiss concluded a 10,000-year contract that will never die.

The silver flame on the two of them is still burning, bright as the moon, brilliant as starlight, like a prosperous fireworks, blurring a pair of people in the city, composing a love song without regrets.

Everything around them has turned into nothingness, leaving only this pair of stunning people who have forgotten to kiss each other, as if the rain falls on the summer night and the snow falls on the winter sun, perfect and harmonious. They were like a natural pair, and everything came naturally. Everything, no matter how dazzling, will forever become the background under this pair of radiant peerless people, just to better reflect them and embrace each other.

Emperor Yin smiled, smiled at the peerless elegance, the world was discolored, lightly touched the eyebrows of the melancholy moon and snow, the silver light did not enter, a silver butterfly that was about to fly jumped up, the butterfly wings were light and thin, and disappeared in a blink of an eye: Dye'er, in this way, I can live and find you...

I and you, the covenant of ten thousand years, will never be lost.

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