Zhuxian Island, a magical place, breeds magical stories.

At the edge of the cliff, the strong wind blew, blowing the man in white with black hair, his long hair was flying, and his shirt was fluttering, and his indescribable coldness.

He didn't know how long he had been standing here, and the wind blew his face completely out of temperature, but his tall and tall body always stood steadily against the wind without any slight wavering.

In his arms, he was holding a woman who had been asleep for a long time. His stunning fairy posture and her old and dry lights were clearly different from the face of the sky and the earth. The two of them were together, but the picture was strangely harmonious.

After standing by the cliff for more than an hour, the woman's long eyelashes, which were as frost-like as slight movement, finally woke up.

"...I won't return." A hoarse and old voice overflowed from her white and cracked lips.

Her long fingers moved slightly, trying to raise her hand to touch his face, which was cooled by the wind at the edge of the cliff, but at this moment, she was unable to even raise her hand.

"Don't be afraid." Sihai Bugui lowered his head and gently printed a kiss on her wrinkled forehead. "Soon, you will get better, soon, we can... start over."

"...No." Meng Cangyun shook her head with difficulty, staring at his still dazzling face with all her strength, and she was excited.

I wanted to get up, but I didn't have any strength at all.

He wanted to hold her and jump from here! He really didn't want to live anymore!

Jumping from here, there is nothing so-called restart, this is simply a death sentence!

The four seas don’t return, but looked down at her and smiled slightly: “Your life is not long, stay here. In half a day, you will die.”

The long eyelashes fell, covering the desolate sadness in his eyes: "Cangyun, do you want me to watch you die in my arms?"

"Qiqi..." She wanted to say that she and the girl had an agreement that thirteen years later, when Baoer was sixteen years old, they would restart Zhuxian Island and he would still have a chance to go out.

But after seeing the infatuation and determination in his eyes, those words were completely in his throat and could not even make a word.

She is there, he is there, if she is not there, he will never live alone.

It should have known that he would not leave him alone to go to the underworld. She just couldn't bear to leave her so beautiful, and she would just accompany her to die here.

"Since I know my determination, why do you have to say meaningless things?" Sihai Bugui gently put her down and hugged her in his arms.

The big palm held her old wrinkled hands tightly in her palm.

"Don't be afraid, no matter where you go, I will be with you." How cruel it is to ask him to watch his favorite woman die in his arms?

He waited for her for twenty years, and spent most of his life waiting.

This time, let him be selfish and not separated from life and death. What he wants is to never separate from heaven and earth.

Meng Cangyun raised his head with great effort and met his gaze. Tears slid down in an instant.

She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that after she jumped down, she would forget him from then on.

If you are destined to die today, don’t drink Mengpo soup on the Naihe Bridge, don’t forget me, and I will not forget you.

"I will not forget you." He shook her hand vigorously, looked up at the sky, tears, not wanting his woman to see it.

The two of them, who had long legs, fell into their eyes instantly after a stepping on each other.

"I will not forget you, Cang Yun, believe me! Even if I really forgot, I will definitely remember you, and I will definitely!"

His magnetic voice had just passed, and the huge cliff wind had completely blown away.

The wind whistled, getting heavier and heavier, and became colder and fiercer.

The pressure of the wind made Meng Cangyun's breathing more and more difficult and her eyelids became heavier.

The man's stunning face gradually blurred. She wanted to reach out and hug him tightly, for fear that he would really disappear in her memory.

She didn't know what death felt, nor did she want to know, she only knew, she could not forget him, and she would never forget him!

The wind whistled all the way, and the eyelids were so heavy that they were completely unable to bear it.

Finally, at the moment when he could not see his face clearly, his eyes drooped weakly.

If you don’t return, don’t forget me. I will never want to bear the pain of missing you for twenty years.

Don't forget, don't die, in the next life, I will find you and love you with all my strength...

...

...Something passed quickly in my head.

Why did that kind of skill of closing your eyes look like decades?

I was dizzy, my head was very heavy, and my eyelids were very heavy, so I couldn't lift it up at all.

It seems that some important people and important things are stepping out of their lives step by step.

But she couldn't remember it. From the moment she woke up, she could never remember the things that made her weak and cry again...

"Your Highness, your highness wake up quickly. Her Majesty the Queen is coming. You are awake!"

In my ears, the noisy sounds became louder and clearer.

Before she could open her eyes, the voice called again: "Your Highness, wake up! Your Majesty is on the way to come. When you see you hangover, you will definitely scold you. Your Highness, if you don't wake up, I'll leave first!"

The guy seemed to be very panicked and couldn't wake her up, so he pushed hard: "Your Highness! Your Highness! Palace... Meng Cangyun, are you awake? If you don't wake up, I really don't care about you!"

Suddenly, her eyelids opened and she could see the face clearly from the increasingly larger gap.

What a familiar face, but it seems that I have been away for many years and have become a little strange.

She closed her eyes again, opened her eyes and jumped up anxiously: "What did you say? The Queen Mother is coming? Where is she? When will she arrive? She... Wuya Siqing! What are you still standing there? Come sober up tea for me! Where is the mute slave? Where is the mute slave? Let him prescribe some medicine for me to get rid of the smell of alcohol, hurry!"

Wu Yasi Qing stood there in a daze, looking at Meng Cangyun who was panicked after jumping up, her big eyes blinked, and her eyes were full of surprise.

"Your Highness, you...you seem to be awake..."

I was sober? I also knew to ask her to sober up tea, and I also knew to ask her to ask her for medicine. How could I feel drunk at all in this way?

Meng Cangyun, in a panic, stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at his personal bodyguard and friend, and suddenly, his head swayed again.

Si Qing... It's obviously like this all the time, but why, when she saw her just now, she felt that Si Qing suddenly had been younger for decades?

Why, all this is clearly familiar, but there is a strangeness of the vicissitudes of time?

Not far away, a crystal mirror was lying quietly. Meng Cangyun subconsciously walked over, picked up the mirror and looked at it.

A stunning face... She was stunned. Is there something missing on this face? There are fewer wrinkles on it?

Why, there are such strange ideas?

"Your Highness, what are you still in Moji? Your Majesty is coming soon!" Behind him, Uya Siqing's anxious voice sounded again.

After being stunned, Wu Ya Siqing immediately came back to her senses: "I'll go find the mute slave to give you medicine, please change your clothes quickly. Today is the day for the Palace Lord to select. If His Majesty knew that you were hungover last night, she would definitely punish you."

At that time, the accomplice will definitely be punished. This time, you will be killed by Your Highness! Woo woo!

Meng Cangyun, who was holding the mirror, was stunned for a moment, and his five fingers were unconsciously tightened.

In my mind, a white dress swept across my head, and my stunning figure was too blurry to make people unable to see clearly.
Chapter completed!