"Okay, let's go home. ”

High Priest Night Sky looked at Night Feather kindly and nodded, he knew that the original Heavenly Wolf King inheritance had been obtained by Night Feather if nothing else. That's why Night Feather told him to go home, not to the human world.

The reason why High Priest Night Sky was willingly imprisoned in the Valley of the Buried Heaven for hundreds of years. High Priest Night Sky didn't say, and Night Feather didn't ask.

Heavenly Wolf Realm, Yejia Village.

With Ye Yu returning with the High Priest, the entire Yejia Village was suddenly overjoyed, and the lights were lit up.

Night Feather looked at Yejia Village, and his thoughts seemed to return to the moment when he had just been reborn into this world.

At that time, he longed for affection and longed to have a family. So he chose to integrate into Yejia Village with the name and identity of Night Feather.

"My way is perseverance. Doppelgangers are also obsessions. In the evening, let's go back to the village with the clone block to participate in the bonfire party.

Now I'm going to go and see the flowers that the fairy planted before she went to sleep. ”

Ye Yu simply greeted everyone and then left.

During this time, no one shouted at Night Feather, and no one asked why. Because they have learned in the years in the Heavenly Wolf Realm that there is a Holy Maiden Peak in Dongling Mountain, where Night Feather's wife and Night Feather's beloved are sleeping.

And the story of the flower on the other side has already spread in the Heavenly Wolf Realm.

Therefore, the moment Night Feather broke through the sky and left, the cultivators in the Heavenly Wolf Realm all understood what Night Feather was going to do. They are also very knowledgeable and ignore it.

"I didn't expect the millennium to pass so quickly. ”

At the foot of the Holy Maiden Peak, the white-haired night feather looked around at the people who were wrong, full of self-deprecation.

The high-level leaders of Dongling Mountain have long been replaced.

Ouyang Haotian has long since fallen.

The barefoot immortal also died because of the failure to attack the quasi-saint realm.

The four giants of Dongling Mountain back then, except for the old man who was missing. The other three are gone.

Because Li Jie was born with a Taoist body, he was accepted as a disciple by Shui Sheng. Now it is the early days of the Great Sage. She would come to the Holy Maiden Peak every hundred years to take a look, and the reason why she has today's achievements is completely due to Xiao Yuxian. The woman who is like a sister to her, a teacher and a friend.

"You're here, then I'll leave first, I'm going to accompany my senior sister. ”

Li Jie, who is dressed in white and dressed in Shengxue, has a graceful figure, coupled with her dusty temperament, just like a fairy above the nine heavens.

"Hmm. ”

Ye Yu passed by Li Jie at the foot of the Holy Maiden Peak. He didn't say much, he just wanted to remember that day.

"Fairy ......"

Ye Yu gradually closed his eyes, he closed his eyes and walked on this strange and familiar mountain path, in front of him, the white-clothed beauty seemed to appear in front of him across time and space. It was as if he had returned to that day.

"The flower on the other side is still thankful for ...... after all"

Before he knew it, Night Feather had waded through the weak water, and he opened his eyes, and he looked at the flowers on the other side of the mountain, which were originally red all over the mountain. Now they are all withered to the earth. In their place are patches of new green leaves.

"The flowers on the other side bloom, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall. Leaves out of flowers.

Is this your shackles and curses?"

A fateful encounter, a silent ending.

The flowers on the other side bloom, and the leaves bloom and fall. met on the same Huangquan Road, but grew up in the staggered time and space.

Bright as blood, blood as flowers. You have your destiny, and I have my chains.

Life and life are entangled with each other, but they have no chance to see each other.

The flowers on the other side bloom and fall for a thousand years, and the leaves open and wither for a thousand years. It seems to be close at hand, but it is already the end of the world............

Night Feather's eyes were a little moist, and he only felt a sore chest now, and he looked at the flowers and leaves on the other side. will involuntarily think of the love between him and Xiao Yuxian (Ye Ya and Zhang Meixian).

On the other side, the waited quietly in the red dust for a thousand years, just so that he could meet Ye, even if he could only see him once.

However, when the leaves on the other side broke through the shackles and came out, the life of the flowers on the other side had come to an end.

They are born and never seen.

But I want to see each other for the rest of my life.

"One day, I will definitely let you see each other for the first time. On that day, that is, the day I will stay with Xian'er for the rest of my life. ”

Night Feather looked at the withering flowers on the other side, and then at the green leaves that began to sprout and made a vow.

"Hoo ......"

A strange wind appeared out of thin air after Night Feather's words fell. The strange wind blew all the flowers that had withered away.

All the flowers on the other side that had no signs of life seemed to be back to their light at this moment, and they all kept circling around the night feathers. Then, it turned into a little rain of light and disappeared into the Night Feather Heavenly Spirit Cover. It was as if they had resonated with each other, and as if they had sympathized with each other.

"Unrepentant love, yes?

And I don't regret it.

Fate is unkind!

Then it's good to trample your destiny under your feet. Let this fate no longer dictate our lives. ”

Two tears flowed from the corners of Night Feather's eyes. A drop is flowed for the flowers and leaves on the other side. A drop was shed for himself and Xiao Yuxian.

"Meixian, whether it's Yuxian or you. I will raise you all up. You must wait for me.

Our love will not be as bumpy as the flowers on the other side. One day, we will be able to truly travel the universe and the world. ”

On the top of the Virgin Peak, there is a tomb outside a thatched hut that is protected by the great magic of Night Feather, protected from wind and rain, and eroded by time.

Next to the grave was a red-haired man with longing in his eyes, who was not Night Feather at this moment. It's Ye Li, the leaf of the owner of this tombstone.

"Meixian, I've written another song for you. Wait until the moment you open your eyes. I will sing this song for you.

I want all the creatures in the heavens and all the worlds to hear it, and I want them to bless us. ”

Ye Li's side was piled up with dozens of empty wine jars, and these days, he has been leaning on the tombstone. Tell the people sleeping in the tomb about his years of life.

"Meisen ......"

Ye Ya couldn't help but shed tears while talking to herself. He wanted to take a look at her underground. But he didn't dare, he was afraid that after seeing it, he would be reluctant to leave.

He could only talk to her like this through the tombstone, across the ground.

The white-haired night feather remembers the bits and pieces of being with Xiao Yuxian in the flowers planted by Xiao Yuxian herself.

The red-haired night feather was next to the tombstone and told Zhang Meixian about Ye Li.

Only in this moment they are two different people. One is Xiao Yuxian's leaf, Night Feather.

One is Zhang Meixian's leaf, Ye Li.

At other times, they only have one identity, one name, one personality, Xuanyang body night feather.

"The next time the flowers bloom, it's time to keep the promise. ”

Ye Yu (Ye Li) looked at the Holy Maiden Peak with some nostalgia at the same time, and said such a sentence. This is his promise to Xiao Yuxian (Zhang Meixian), and it is also a promise to the other side of the flower.

Throughout the night, Ye Yu (Ye Li) was immersed in the years with her. It wasn't until dawn broke the next day that he changed from a decadent boy in remembrance to a night feather in the name of killing gods.