Thousands of years ago, Jing Zhe hadn't pulled out his root of love, and he was once an infatuated good boy in the world of mortals.
At that time, he once fell in love with a mortal woman named Yan Xi.
Originally, he wanted to wash his hands for her golden basin, get rid of the magic book, and start over with a new look.
Unexpectedly, on the first day after leaving Jiuyou, he was targeted by his enemies.
As a result, the mortal woman died tragically under the sword of the enemy in order to block the sword for him.
For this reason, Jing Zhe had been depressed for a long time, and spent a lot of experience, looking for the woman's remnant soul everywhere.
It's a pity that he has searched hard for hundreds of years, and after many twists and turns, he finally heard the sad news from Po Meng that the woman's soul had died a hundred years ago.
In order to forget the pain in his heart, Jing Zhe pulled out his root of love by himself, and since then he never mentioned the matter of love between men and women.
Recalling the past, Jing Zhe's gentle eyes filled with tears.
He didn't understand why after pulling out the root of love, every time he thought of her, his heart still ached.
"Tsk! It's not easy for a macho to cry."
Jing Que looked in amazement at Jing Zhe, whose tears were like a waterfall of rain, and softly comforted him, "Don't cry, Ah Zhe, to be honest, you are no worse than Xian Tian Di Ji. The reason why Mo Zhe gave you up to marry her is because It's purely because her stomach is more competitive than yours. Her stomach can hold a baby, but your stomach can't even pop out shit."
Jing Zhe's head was full of black lines, "Go aside!"
He suppressed the sadness in his eyes, and put on that heartless look again.
But what Jing Zhe didn't expect was that when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside Qingfeng Hall.
"Yan Xi?!"
Jing Zhe was startled and delighted, rushed out of Qingfeng Palace impatiently, and scrambled around in the huge Nine Heavens like a headless chicken.
Xuan Feng looked at Jing Zhe's back, and asked Leng Ye curiously, "Who is Yan Xi? Could it be that Jing Zhe also has a lover?"
"She is Jing Zhe's fianc¨¦e, who died of Jing Zhe more than 10,000 years ago."
Leng Ye followed Xuanfeng's shallow eyes, and looked at the back of the figure that was drifting away outside Qingfeng Hall.
It turns out that some feelings have already been deeply imprinted in the flesh and blood.
Even if the root of love is pulled out, everything you look at is still full of traces of love¡ª¡ª
Three days later, Yu Chen and Yu Yan got married.
All the immortals rushed to the West Sea to have the banquet.
In the cold night, Xuan Fengqian and the two also squeezed together on the narrow path leading to the Xihai Palace, moving forward inch by inch.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Leng Ye shrouded Xuanfeng in his arms, fearing that she would be overwhelmed by the immortals around her who came to the banquet, and asked with concern.
"How can I be so delicate?"
Xuan Fengqian was full of joy, "To tell you the truth, I really love the feeling of being crowded. After being a fairy for a long time, it is rare to be able to gather in crowds like going to the market. The smell of sweat, Body odor, bad breath, even beriberi, all seem so special."
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Leng Ye was silent and speechless, he always felt that she must have been overwhelmed by the crowd to speak like this.
Does the smell of sweat smell so good?
If she likes it, he will make a bad smell and smoke her every night.
Just thinking about it like this made goose bumps appear on Leng Ye's body.
"Ah Qian, how many quirks do you have that the deity doesn't know?"
"How can this be a quirk?" Xuan Fengqian said solemnly, "What I said can be summed up as the fireworks in the world. Only when the mountains and rivers are safe, can I witness such a grand scene with my own eyes."
"The mountains and rivers are safe?"
Leng Ye still remembered Xuan Fengqian once said that her biggest dream was peace in the Six Realms.
At first, he only thought that Xuan Fengqian was joking with him.
In his opinion, the rise and fall of the Six Realms has nothing to do with her as a delicate little girl.
It wasn't until now that he deeply realized that it was clearly what was in her heart.
Thinking that Xuanfengqian still has the power of the gods that can subvert the six realms hidden in Xuanfengqian, Leng Ye felt even more flustered.
He was afraid that one day when this prosperous age came to an end, Xuan Fengqian would choose to sacrifice his life to save the world without hesitation.
"What's wrong?"
Xuan Fengqian noticed a layer of cold sweat protruding from Leng Ye's palms, and looked up at him with a solemn expression.
"nothing."
Leng Ye shook his head,"Shen, you bastard! Thanks to my old lady who trusts you so much, I didn't expect that my old lady just left for a moment, and you put people in your arms? "
Mu Fuqu was furious, strode forward, and gave Xuan Xingchen a slap in the face without saying a word.
Xuan Xing Shen was dizzy from the beating, but still suppressing the anger in his heart, he explained in a deep voice: "Calm down. If I really have something to do with her, how dare I hug her in broad daylight?"
"Who knows? Your words have no credibility with me."
"Fu'er, listen to my explanation. Just now, Qingwu was just startled by this evil coral, so she threw herself into my arms in a panic. Isn't it too late for me to push away? You happened to appear gone."
Hearing this, Qing Wu also gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said in a soft voice, "Everything your Highness said is true, the princess must not cause any rift with His Highness because of me. Just now, I put my hand away After arriving on the coral, a black flower bloomed on the coral. It was only because I panicked that I jumped into His Highness's arms at a loss."
"That's how it is."
After listening to Qingwu's explanation, Mu Fuqu couldn't say anything more.
? No matter who it is, they will be at a loss when they encounter this situation.
Xuanfeng listened to Qingwu's words, and became more curious in his heart, so he plucked up his courage and put his hand on the coral.
She closed her eyes tightly, only narrowed her eyes, and secretly glanced at the motionless coral in front of her.
For a full quarter of an hour, there was no sign of the slightest sign.
And Xuanfeng's heart, which hung high in his throat, finally fell firmly to the ground.
Just at this time, the limping Di Jun also came forward.
He tilted his head and looked at Xuan Fengqian who was engrossed in it. He didn't know, so he said: "What are you doing, sister? Could it be that you are touching a tree and making a wish?"
After a while, Di Jun imitated his hand and put his hand on the coral, muttering, "I have nothing else to ask for in this life, but I only hope that my stinky sister will have her present every year, and go smoothly and follow her heart."
Leng Ye sees that Dijun regards the coral which can predict the disaster as a wishing tree, and spares no effort to retort, "The majestic demon emperor doesn't know the Xihai Shenzhu?"
"Look at my memory, I forgot that Xihai still has this treasure."
Di Jun smiled shyly, and slowly withdrew his hand, he was too lazy to talk to Leng Ye, and just chatted with Xuan Feng shallowly.
Xuan Fengqian turned a deaf ear to it, and lowered his eyes to look at Leng Ye's hands clasped behind him.
Weird!
For no reason, why did he hide his hands behind his back?
Could it be
Xuanfeng's shallow eyes paused, and he grabbed Leng Ye's hand and pressed it on the coral.
"Ash"
Leng Yejian frowned, and was about to withdraw his hand, but saw that the coral in front of him was covered with black flowers.
"What's going on?" Xuan Fengqian panicked, and carefully held Leng Ye's hand in his arms.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a cover-up."
In fact, as early as when Leng Ye made up his mind to protect Xuan Fengqian from disaster, he had already expected such an ending.
However, before that, there was still a little luck in his heart.
Always thinking that a miracle will happen at the end.
It wasn't until now that he deeply realized that his time with her was running out.
Xuan Fengqian's face was pale, panicked to the extreme.
She hugged Leng Ye tightly and kept repeating the same sentence, "Leng Ye, you promised me that you will never leave me in this lifetime."
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