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In the evening, the wind and snow are much lighter.

I really didn't think that today was my death day. The feeling of giving yourself a lamp is really a bit mysterious.

The lotus lamp in his hand swayed, and Ye Yao had a lot of thoughts.

The wine glass has been brought back, and tonight you can go and borrow the "Mirror Flower Water Moon" from Master Blue Wind. The magic mirror of the Wind Clan, I heard that mortals can spy on the heavens, and immortals can see hidden small objects, including the "traction" caused by the pulling technique.

Warm leather boots, clucking on the top layer of fine snow on the road. This is Kunlun Immortal Mountain, huge, solemn and down-to-earth.

As soon as she reached the corner under the cedars, she heard whispered sobs and conversations.

"Madam, it's getting late, you can go back first. ”

"Mother——, take care of your body. ”

"If you want to go back, you go back first! Tonight, I will stay here and stay with them!"

"Mother, immortals have no soul and no soul, and staying here will only increase your sadness. Since my sister's fairy spirits are scattered all around, she will also be sad to see you so sad every day. That girl, I love to cry the most!"

"Lan'er, your sister's life...... It's so short, but it's so hard. It's all my mother's fault, I didn't take good care of her! When she came to us, how well-behaved and lovely, how innocent, and such a God-given fate...... I forced her to cultivate since she was a child, forced her to only learn Kunlun Void arts, and forced her to become a real Yunmengjun. It's that I don't know how to cherish the relationship between mother and daughter, and finally taste the bitterest fruit......"

......

Father, Mother, and Seventh Brother!

How did they come?!

No wonder Master Zhuyue asked her to send the lamp, it turned out that it was not really for her who died, but for her family to see.

Listening to her mother's sorrow, her heart was like a knife.

More than ten years have passed, and her mother is still torturing herself with her death!

As a half-demon, because of the innate hidden demonic nature, instead of the real Ye Yao, he has possessed their family affection for hundreds of years, and he really has no face to see them again. Let them think she's dead, until she finds the real "Ye Yao".

She took a few steps back, trying to get out of the way, but her feet slipped and she fell into the snow.

"Who?!"

Qinglan flew up, pointing on the green pine bent by the snow, and landing in front of her with flying snowflakes.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?!"

He offered an ice sword and pointed it straight at her.

Seventh brother Qinglan, before Tianwu Shenjun and Mrs. Tu Shan gave birth to "Ye Yao", the eldest in the family. After the war, she was brought back to Fuso Palace, where he was the only brother still at home. The age difference between the two is the least, and the older brothers have all moved to their respective water mansions and started a family, and the two have to be each other's playmates.

In the year she left home to Kunlunxu, the seventh brother also left Fusang Palace and was named Dongting Jun, taking charge of a water system in his own water mansion.

The seventh brother loves her very much, where is he so violent, and it is impossible to point a blade at her......

Ye Yao's tears swirled in her eyes, and she almost lost the strength to speak.

It's been twelve years, and the family she thinks about day and night is right in front of her, and she wants to tell them the truth, so that they don't feel sad, because ...... She simply doesn't deserve it.

"I ...... I am Bi Meng of Tianfumen, and I am ordered by Master Yue to send an eight-treasure lotus lamp to express my sorrows. She replied with her head bowed.

"You are the ...... of Beamon"

Qinglan frowned and looked at him carefully.

The only son of the legendary patriarch of the Rain Clan is such a ...... Sissy?!

"Bimon—"

Mrs. Tu Shan walked quickly and hurriedly helped Ye Yao up.

The mother's hand was warm and soft, and being held by her hand again, Ye Yao almost shed tears.

"You're here. I'm still wondering when you're coming this year. Mrs. Tu Shan said affectionately.

Ye Yao's heart was warm, but she was also a little puzzled. Although the mother is sincere, she is not so affectionate to other people's children, not to mention Bi Meng, a Kunlun disciple who is not even half a relative.

"It's too late to get too late. She replied cautiously.

Bi Meng is not only righteous, but also very thoughtful, and even comes here every year to worship her.

Such a person is ...... at a young age What a pity!

"Bimon—"

Tianwu Shenzun stepped forward, looked at him and said seriously: "Listen to Lei Zhao, you have been promoted to the ground because of your merit in slaying demons? Yes, yes, the young man is brave and promising." ”

Well?!

Ye Yao couldn't believe her ears. She has been in Fusang Palace for more than 100 years, diligent and hardworking, getting up early and greedy for darkness, and she has never heard a word of praise from her father. He just ...... It seems to be boasting just now...... Kwabimont?!

"Multi-...... Thank you, God. ”

She immediately expressed her flattery on behalf of Beamon.

A family of three led her to the edge of the cliff, and a thick mist gushed out of the cliff, and all kinds of everlasting lights were suspended in the mist.

Taking the "Eight Treasure Lotus Lantern" from her hand, Mrs. Tu Shan threw a wisp of fairy spirit into it, and gently pushed forward with both hands, and the lotus lantern slowly floated into the mist.

Patches of lamps, high and low, moved slowly with the flow of the mist. It is like a small boat on the water, tiny and spectacular, which makes people deeply impressed.

"There are more lamps this year, in addition to the gifts from the gods of the Ze clan, there are also gods from the other seven god clans. The sea of lights gathers and weaves a net of heaven and earth, as long as Yao'er still has a wisp of fairy spirit, it can be brought back to us. Mrs. Tu Shan clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and said slowly.

"Fairy?!" Ye Yao was dumbfounded.

Why does everyone want her fairy?

Bi Meng, Mother, Venerable Venerable ...... And she didn't have it herself.

Mrs. Tu Shan turned around, looked at her and said, "Over the years, as long as I have calmed down, my eyes are full of what Ye Yao looked like when she left home. Bimeng, if we had agreed to your father's request back then, everything would be different today. Not only will I have a daughter, but I will also have a son. Why? Why, as an immortal, I still can't understand the world...... Why do I have to believe in any destiny?!"

She took Yeyao in her arms and cried.

Embraced by her mother, I felt her trembling, I felt my remorse, I felt my helplessness......

"Madame...... Please mourn. Ye Yao reluctantly spit out these words.

I didn't expect the rain clan to propose marriage at home, and I didn't expect my parents to refuse because of the "Mandate of Heaven". The destiny from the Ridge of Heaven, from that small nine-turn spirit bead?

"What the hell is Destiny?" she blurted out.

Suddenly, she was shocked and speechless, and her mind went blank in the face of her mother who was frozen and her father who was slightly stiff on the side.

There was a buzzing in his ears, as if he hadn't heard the words of the seventh brother - "Destiny said that she wants to be the queen of heaven." ”