Time is like an arrow, and sixty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The past 60 years have been a period of physical and mental torture for Qingtian, Zixiao, Cui'er and others outside the deep pool.

Sixty years, Qingtian lingered on the sickbed, he coerced and deceived the heavenly generals Gu Zuo and Gu You who captured Xiao Wu, and also knelt down and begged Xuanyuan and Tianjun to inquire about Xiao Wu's whereabouts, and he finally only got a hint from Xuanyuan that Xiao Wu was not dead.

Asking for nothing made Qingtian annoyed and sad. He often sat in the Luoying Palace, holding the jade pendant left by Xiao Wu in a daze, lying on the red couch, recalling the cute appearance of the little girl when she was asleep in his arms, and Qingtian couldn't help himself with heartache, and wept silently.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

The little girl who knew that he understood him, made him moved and sad, and sacrificed her life to save herself with her tongue and blood, where did she go?

Seeing the things that Xiao Wu had used, Qingtian saw things and thought about people, full of guilt and self-blame, and looked sad and depressed all day long.

Qing Tian felt that he couldn't even protect the woman he loved, so how could he protect the world? He resented his father's ruthlessness, and began to waver a little in his belief in his own steadfastness. The disheartened Qingtian, in the name of recuperation, does not care about the political affairs of the DPRK.

Although Tianjun saw that his beloved son was depressed due to guilt, he was also distressed and sad, but he felt more and more that the little scholar was a red face and trouble, and he constantly suffered from it, not to mention that she still had the holy blood of ambergris that caused trouble. Tianjun hardened his heart, and still ignored Qingtian's prayer for the whereabouts of the little scholar, and he also handed over more of the court's political affairs to his third son Changyu to deal with, wanting to stimulate Qingtian to wake up as soon as possible and return to business.

It is said that Changyu deliberately fought on the periphery during the mermaid war, delaying the rescue of Qingtian, which annoyed Xuanyuan, who had a deep friendship with the prince.

However, Xuanyuan did not report Changyu's evil deeds to the Heavenly Monarch, first, the Heavenly Monarch protected the calf, let him know that his brothers killed each other, he would be extremely sad, if Changyu was punished according to the law, the Heavenly Monarch would lose two of his best sons at the same time, if he was not punished or lightly punished, it would be difficult to block the mouth of the world; second, if the people from all over the world knew that the descendants of the Heavenly Family were so indebted in virtue, it would definitely be used by people with ulterior motives to cause verbal criticism against the Heavenly Clan; third, Changyu could completely excuse himself, saying that he had just analyzed the wrong situation; fourth, the prince had no possibility of living, and it would be in vain to provoke many disturbances。

Therefore, Chang Yu was not punished, and also took over the government affairs of the crown prince, with the increase of Chang Yu's handling of official affairs, as well as the continuous and careful operation of him and his mother and concubine, his status and reputation in the heavenly court are increasing day by day.

Qingtian, Zixiao, and Cui'er searched all the places where Xiao Wu might be imprisoned in the Nine Heavens, but in the end, they found nothing, and they judged that Xiao Wu might have been exiled to the Nether.

For the next sixty years, Zi Xiao and Cui'er slept in the open air, and went to all the places where the exiled prisoners of the Heavenly Court were recorded, but they found nothing.

In the midst of guilt and self-blame, nervousness, anxiety, exhaustion and despair, Cui'er was exhausted and finally collapsed and could not afford to fall ill.

Sixty years of companionship day and night, Zi Xiao and Cui'er have long been close partners, and the last place where Xiao Wu may be exiled is still the result of disappointment, and despair envelops Zi Xiao and Cui'er's hearts.

In the snowy mountains, Cui'er was lying in a cave, with a bonfire lit beside her, her face was pale and angry, she stared at Zi Xiao, who was adding firewood to the bonfire, hesitated for a long time, and said weakly: "Zi Xiao, we are still ...... Break up here, you go back to the Nine Heavens, I'll ...... Look elsewhere."

A jar on the fire was "squeaking", in the steaming water, Zixiao's appearance was vicissitudes and down, he poured the medicine in the jar into a black pottery bowl, and whispered unhappily: "Cui'er, what are you talking about......? How could I leave you alone?".

"Zixiao, listen to me, if you come out for too long, the Heavenly Monarch will punish you again, I don't want you to ...... And you ...... like this I'll be sad."

"All right! Hugh is thinking nonsense...... Get up, I'll feed you medicine", Zixiao helped Cui'er to lean against the stone wall, and fed Cui'er medicine with a spoon.

Cui'er shed two lines of tears and looked at the gentle Zi Xiao affectionately. In fact, Cui'er had already secretly promised that she suppressed this love, knowing that Zi Xiao liked the little master, and she was already very satisfied that she could accompany Zi Xiao.

Zi Xiao looked at Cui'er who was in a daze in front of him, and urged: "Why are you stunned?

Cui'er obediently drank the medicine, but her brows were still unfurled, she pushed away the spoon and asked, "Zixiao, what is the next step...... What to do?".

Zi Xiao lowered his melancholy eyes and replied in a disappointed and depressed voice, "I...... I don't know."

Silence, long silence......

The campfire shone on the two lonely figures until a violent cough broke the silence.

Cui'er coughed with her hands on her chest, feeling a sweet smell welling up her throat, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the blood on the handkerchief, Cui'er showed a wry smile on her face, remembering that the second prince Mubai coughed up blood and died like this, she guessed that her time was running out.

Seeing that Cui'er vomited blood again, Zi Xiao passed on some true qi, suppressed her surging blood, and helped her to lie down, her eyes were full of pain and confusion, "Cui'er, let's go back to the Pharmacist's Mansion first, you need to treat it well."

Cui'er looked at the man she loved in front of her sadly, can Zixiao be trusted? Can she entrust her with her own death? If she dies, what should Xiao Wu Xiao Master do in the future? Should the experience of Xiao Wu's past life become an eternal secret with her death?

Cui'er hesitated and hesitated, several times she wanted to speak but stopped talking, and finally, she mustered up the courage and spoke: "Zixiao, I want to go back...... Xiao Wu and my ...... Hometown, go and see".

"What?"

Zixiao, who was lowering his head to clean up the medicine bowl, paused suddenly, raised his head, and looked at Cui'er in surprise.

Cui'er panted weakly, but asked with a resolute expression, "Zixiao, no matter who Xiao Wu is, you will believe in her, love her, and protect her, right?"

"Yes...... I know Xiao Wu's character, I love her, I want to protect her for the rest of my life, why do I care who she is?"

"Okay, then you can't tell the second person what I'm telling you next...... I don't want Xiao Wu to be gone after I go", Cui'er coughed and wheezed for a long time, looked at Zixiao and asked, "Zixiao...... Do you dare to swear?".

Zi Xiao's face was solemn, he was silent for a moment, and the two fingers of his right hand pointed to the sky, "The sky is above, I Zi Xiao hereby swears that I will never tell outsiders about Xiao Wu's past, and if there is any violation, I am willing to be punished by five thunders."

Cui'er trembled and took down Zixiao's hand, smiled bitterly, struggled to sit up, Zixiao helped her lean against the stone wall, Cui'er sighed deeply, and said quietly: "Zixiao, Xiao Wu...... Xiao Wu and I, the demons from the underground of Jiuquan".

When Zi Xiao heard this, he was shocked by a pair of beautiful eyes.

Cui'er's reaction to Zi Xiao was not strange at all, she glanced at Zi Xiao who was out of shape, lowered her eyebrows, and continued: "Xiao Wu...... It's the princess of the White Deer Clan, and I'm a personal servant...... I...... There was no amnesia, I remember everything in the past ....... Xiao Wu has amnesia...... Be...... It's because ...... I gave her a drink at the order of her mother...... What made her forget...... without water".

Zi Xiao's brain exploded again, his temples jumped suddenly, his body trembled violently, his eyes widened, and he asked in a low voice: "This, why?"

Another scene of the painful past appeared in front of Cui'er's eyes.

"Cui'er, go now, find ...... Xiao Wu, take her to jump into the ...... Wind tunnels, perhaps, and...... There is life! Put this ...... Give her this "no water...... Drink it and let her forget about the past...... You can't, tell her, I don't want to ...... Let her ...... Living, hate, hate, ...... Let's go, it's too late, come...... No...... That's it".

“......”

Cui'er didn't deliberately hide her vulnerability in front of her beloved Zixiao, she covered her face and cried, crying about the rivers and seas.

Cui'er has endured too much unknown pain, can't show people, can't take revenge, and has to hide and deceive Xiao Wu. It's a blessing to forget! But she remembers it all clearly.

Cui'er felt that she didn't take care of her, and she was entrusted by the queen who raised her since she was a child, she really wanted to apologize with death, but she couldn't, she wanted to find Xiao Wu and take care of her future life. But now, God can't even give her this time, she doesn't even have a chance to atone for her sins, and the only thing Cui'er can do is to entrust Xiao Wu's future to the trustworthy Zixiao.

Zixiao's eyes were full of shock, and he was speechless and at a loss.

Cui'er understood Zixiao's reaction very well, and continued with tears: "The White Deer Clan was originally self-sufficient, and its death was found in the deep valley of Luming, and it was discovered by the witch spirit clan of the demon clan...... They brutally exterminated the clan, but it is a pity that my clan, a thousand lives......! This sea of blood and hatred weighs on my heart, and I can't say it! I can't take revenge yet! I ...... I'm going crazy!".

Speaking of the enemy Witch Spirit Clan, Cui'er's eyes were full of anger, she gritted her teeth with hatred, her fists clenched, and Cui'er in the bonfire was like a wild beast that just went crazy.

"Cui'er, Cui'er, I understand the pain in your heart...... It's true...... I understand!"

Zixiao hurriedly grabbed Cui'er's clenched fist hand to appease her emotions about to be violent, if she was in a hurry, she might be killed on the spot. Sure enough, with a cough, Cui'er spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Cui'er, Zi Xiao knows the grievances and anger in your heart, quickly calm down your emotions!", Zi Xiao said while putting her hands on Cui'er's back to help her straighten out her chaotic breath.

Closing her eyes and cooperating with Zixiao, Cui'er didn't want him to worry about herself, her purple face slowly faded, and Cui'er's face showed a sickly whiteness again.

Cui'er, who had regained her composure, intermittently told some things about the White Deer Clan and Xiao Wu, Zi Xiao sat beside her, listening silently, and some of Xiao Wu's incredible secrets were slowly being unraveled.

"Little Dance's ...... That piece of jade, what's going on?"

The jade that was obviously worn by the man had been hung on Xiao Wu's chest all the time, and this thing was like a thorn that had been pierced in Zixiao's heart, and he always felt that this piece of jade was hiding some secrets.

Cui'er didn't plan to talk about Xiao Wu's experience in Da Jingyang Palace, but she didn't expect Zi Xiao to suddenly ask, hesitated for a while, and still told the truth: "Xiao Wu...... Once in Dajingyang Palace, he was an accompaniment to Mu Bai, the second prince of the Demon King, and he should ...... He gave it to Xiao Wu."

Speaking of the second prince of the demon king, Zixiao suddenly remembered the portrait of the beautiful boy in Xiao Wu's baggage, and his heart suddenly rose, and he asked urgently: "What? The second prince of the demon king? But I told you, the ...... on Xiao Wu's painting The teenager?".

Seeing that Cui'er nodded slightly, the five-flavor bottle in Zixiao's heart was overturned, and a prince brother inserted a bar, he couldn't cope with it, and a beautiful boy came out again.

Zi Xiao secretly sulked, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "To be an accompaniment? a girl's family...... What do you do to accompany the reading?".

Only those who love deeply will care and be jealous, Cui'er stared at Zi Xiao who was twisting and eating sourly, her heart was full of bitterness, and she twitched and sobbed, she didn't want Zi Xiao to be sad, so she whispered: "Second Prince Mu Bai...... Early-sen goes...... More than 3,000 years".

After listening to Zixiao, her nervous heart was put down a little, and she continued to break the casserole and ask in the end, "Why did Xiao Wu go to accompany the student, and how could she have such qualifications?".

Cui'er's eyes were a little wandering, what did she say? She didn't want to lie to Zixiao, but she didn't want him to know too much either," Xiao Wu ...... She is a candidate for the Demon Saintess, and because of her young age, she stayed in the Great Jingyang Palace to cultivate."

Cui'er said lightly, but Zi Xiao stood up in shock, and her voice was trilling, "You mean, Xiao Wu...... It's the Demon Realm...... Holy Maiden?".

Cui'er bowed her head and was silent, but she was secretly bitter in her heart, how could she tell Zi Xiao? Xiao Wu is not only a saint, she is also a child raised by the second prince Mu Bai herself, and she is his fiancée.

Cui'er didn't answer, Zi Xiao already knew it in his heart, but he was unwilling, and sat down next to Cui'er again, with sadness in his eyes, and asked, "She...... It's true?...... Is it a demon saint?".

Cui'er held Zixiao's trembling hand and comforted: "It's just the honorary saintess status, it has not been made public, and no one in the demon clan knows."

Cui'er thought that saying this would comfort Zi Xiao, the relationship between the Heavenly Clan and the Demon Clan has been regarded as water and fire, if Xiao Wu's identity is revealed, it is impossible for the two to be together, Zi Xiao is difficult to accept for a while, how can Cui'er not understand?

A violent cough hit, making Cui'er, who was already weak, suddenly feel out of breath, Zi Xiao came back from the trance, he half-hugged Cui'er, and pulled her back to breathe.

"Zixiao, take these secrets...... It's all rotten in my stomach, if I'm not there, you help me take care of Xiao Wu, she has no relatives, it's really pitiful to be alone, how much I hurt her...... Be more accommodating to her!", Cui'er looked at Zixiao expectantly, waiting for his answer.

Zi Xiao bit her lip, her face full of determination, "Cui'er, I won't let you die, we have to find Xiao Wu together, take care of her together, and love her together...... I can't control her past, but I can't control her present and future...... I will not give up, and I will not allow you to give up...... With me here, you can relax."

Zi Xiao used his thin shoulders to shoulder a heavy burden, and he wanted to help Cui'er and Xiao Wu get out of the most difficult moment.

Silently staring at the weak appearance of the past in front of him, judging the two of them, seeing that he did not hesitate to give up his academic future for the sake of Xiao Wu, taking the risk of being punished and rejected by his father, and pursuing Xiao Wu who was in trouble for sixty years, Cui'er's eyes were full of tears of gratitude and relief.

"Go back to the Pharmacist's Mansion now, I will cure your illness first, and then we will go to Xiao Wu together...... You must listen to me", Zi Xiao ordered, his words firm and domineering, unquestionable.

Even if she is a heroine who is used to brutal slaughter, when she really falls in love and finds a shoulder to rely on, she will also show the weakness and dependence of a little woman.

Cui'er listened to Zixiao's words, her heart had already softened, tears were gurgling down, looking at Zixiao with perseverance written on her face, Cui'er's fragility was clear at a glance.

Zi Xiao extinguished the bonfire, bent over and picked up Cui'er, and resolutely walked out of the cave.

Cui'er didn't say anything or stop, her weak head rested on Zixiao's shoulder, listening to his powerful heartbeat, silently crying.

Tonight, Cui'er felt like she had shed more tears than she had in her entire life. In the past, she was the chief of the guard of the White Deer Clan, the highest and strongest person in martial arts, and her duty was to protect all the clansmen. At this time, she sank on the shoulders of a man who was not very strong.

In the final analysis, no matter how strong a woman is, she always looks forward to a shoulder to cling to the fragility of her heart.

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