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Gu Yun disintegrated and returned to the way of heaven, taking away the endless resentment in the abyss of heaven at the same time.
The Six Realms began to return to normal, a thriving faction, many sects began to revive, aristocrats from aristocratic families also accepted fresh blood, and competitions and assessments in various places were in full swing.
Yu Yao's temper became cold day by day.
There was no hysterical collapse, no crying and howling, only in the dead of night, when she was in a trance, she felt that a pair of hands would be stretched out behind her waist, and then she would put her head on his shoulder, The lazy tone smiled and said that our little goddess is really hardworking.
A thousand years.
Two thousand years.
Those obviously difficult days flowed into countless springs, summers, autumns and winters. Occasionally, Yu Yao would feel absent-minded when watching the sunrise on the top of Yunshan Mountain, thinking, she counted the days on her fingers day by day , Every minute and every second seemed to be tormented in a raging fire. Looking back now, I didn't realize that so long had passed.
It has been two thousand five hundred and thirty-two years and four months since Gu Yunxi left her.
In the past two thousand years, the hundreds of families in the six realms have been twisted into one rope in her hands.
Sheng Shiqingping, heaven and earth, is already the lively appearance she likes to see most.
But the man who promised her that everything she wanted would come true never appeared in the eyes of everyone again. In order to quell the evil turmoil, Gu Yunxi completely returned to the way of heaven, and at the same time erased all traces of her own existence. For so many years, Yu Yao forced herself to sleep countless times, but she never dreamed of him again.
Gradually, even his appearance seemed to be obliterated bit by bit by something.
It's like an ancient mirror, because it has been covered with a layer of dust because of too long time, when people stand in front of it, no matter how they look at it, they can only show a hazy shadow.
But every time she paints, her hands seem to have their own consciousness. She can handle every line and every small detail of the man in the painting in an abortive and natural way. , The way that person is in her heart.
Yu Yao puts down her pen every time she fails to draw to the end.
It has been a long time since she shed tears.
The person who could carelessly take out a handkerchief to wipe her tears while making her laugh with a few words has completely disappeared in the world.
Few people even mention him anymore.
He seems to be slowly being forgotten by the whole world.
What I have to say is that Yu Yao is a very good student. Even if Gu Yunxi only spent three days teaching her, afterward, she can put those oral and paper things into practice very well, and do it well. Until the blue is better than the blue.
She holds the position of the co-lord of the six realms firmly in her hands. At the same time, she learns lessons and formulates many strict laws and regulations with the hundreds of clans. An adventurous family.
The reputation of Goddess Yu Yao has reached an unprecedented height.
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The ancient gods had a birthday every five thousand years.
The day before Yu Yao's 75,000th birthday, everyone returned to the Thirteenth Heaven by coincidence.
These years, she has lived alone on the top of the sacred mountain, often accompanied by snow and ice that never melts all year round. The small yard is very cold, with a bamboo and rattan chair, a small square table, and a few clumps of blooming bushes that cannot be named. Small white flowers, crowded together in clusters, chubby like a hydrangea, barely added two points of vitality to this unpopular yard.
Qin Ling came first.
In these years, she, Suhuang and Qiunu often take time to accompany Yu Yao.
Pu Ye and the others also came, but they kept saying the same words over and over again, with the same tone, the same intonation, too many times, and even the words were reversed back and forth without changing. Yu Yao felt sad when they heard it. He couldn't talk very well, but in the end there was nothing to do, so he had to ask Qin Ling and others to persuade him every time.
After all, women's thoughts are more delicate, and they understand Yu Yao's thoughts better.
Whether it is long or short, Qin Ling is still the same. Time has not left any trace on her body. If there is any, it is that her temperament is softer. Of course, this is only in the rest In front of Yao.
"Your days are getting simpler and easier." Qin Ling took a sip of her tea, her voice was clear and crisp, and her words were full of helplessness: "I used to see you bring back some beggars from the top of the snow mountain from time to time, Now, they are all sent away."
Yu Yao lowered her eyelids, rubbed the edge of the teacup with her fingertips that were reddened by the boiling water, and followed aIt was only now that there was a little bit of it revealed, those immortal monarchs and monsters who were in charge outside, facing her was like facing Gu Yunxi back then.
"The matter of Fen Ke and Su Huang, is it coming soon?" Yu Yao didn't continue, but changed to another topic, "Cui Cui is about to be born, and it's time to get married."
Pu Ye's eyes darkened slightly, she pursed her lips tightly, and her voice was tense: "Fen Ke said they are not in a hurry."
Yu Yao put her hand on the back of his hand, she had a white and delicate face, her eyes were black and white, she said seriously: "Tell them not to worry about me anymore, the marriage of the gods is a great joy in the thirteen heavens , I will also go to help."
Pu Ye's throat became hoarse, he brushed Yu Yao's black hair, and said: "Yao Yao is good."
For so many years, Xu was afraid that Yu Yao would fall in love with each other. Fen Ke and Su Huang came to see her, but they never came together, and usually they were separated.
Yu Yao didn't want to embarrass them because of herself.
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Many people miss Yu Yao's birthday.
A lot of people came, and a lot of things arrived.
After dinner, Yu Yao sat alone in the yard, with the cold wind blowing, her eyelids drooped, as if she had fallen asleep.
The priest of Kunpeng Cave silently appeared outside the fence gate.
Yu Yao's eyelids moved slightly, and her voice was ethereal under the moonlight: "Come in."
The one who came was the priest who served Gu Yunxi.
Yu Yao also knew it.
But since Gu Yunxi returned to Heaven, she has never seen him again.
The priest saluted her first, and then said sternly: "Your Highness, today is your 75,000th birthday, and the villain is here to pass a message by order of the emperor."
Yu Yao opened her eyes abruptly, and she sat up straight from the wicker chair, her voice trembling unnoticed: "What are you talking about?"
The priest dutifully conveyed the original words: "The emperor said that if he has not come back before the 75,000th birthday of the goddess, let the villain pass the word, he will never come back, let the goddess not wait."
"The emperor said that he will give himself two thousand years. In these two thousand years, he will work hard to break free from the heaven, but if he doesn't come back, please forgive me. He must have tried his best and couldn't see it. to hope."
The moonlight was desolate, and the priest still held a folded paper in his hand, which he respectfully handed over to Yu Yao.
Yu Yao took a deep breath, the corners of her eyes were red, and she opened the folded paper numbly.
Very simple sentence.
¡ª¡ªIn the end, I seemed to have to push my girl innocently to another man.
The handwriting was scrawled, with a hint of distraught.
"The emperor also said that after two thousand years, Heavenly Dao will gradually erase all traces of his existence. He hopes that the goddess can live freely, and not to compete with himself for a dead Gu Yunxie, and to worry about it."
Yu Yao slowly stretched out her hand and covered her eyes.
No wonder, no wonder in recent years, she gradually couldn't even recall his appearance.
It's no wonder that the people around him have less and less impression of him.
He spoke so lightly.
After his death, he was so cruel that he didn't even want to leave her memories.
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