She smiled faintly, and it was far more peaceful than she imagined.

"Princess...don't you blame me?"

"Resentment. But the situation is settled, so what's the use of complaining?"

With that said, she pulled out the last talisman from the top of her heart, covered her chest, and lay on the ground breathing heavily.

"Grandma, as of now, I can no longer complain, hate, or love... That's it, as long as he is good. As long as... as long as he lives well, there is nothing else I can't accept

of?"

She stood up unsteadily, and red light came from her fingertips.

In the blink of an eye, the wound on his chest healed, but his forehead was still covered in cold sweat, and even the dragon mark on his forehead had faded a bit, as if he had been severely injured, making people feel pity for him.

"I'm leaving, grandma... take care of yourself..."

She smiled sadly, then turned and left.

It seems that what is left is not this lonely and desolate Tianhe, but the entangled love in the past.

When she left, I no longer hated or loved anymore.

But when the red shadow disappeared from the Tianhe River, the things she threw into the Tianhe River surfaced one by one and were put back into the wooden box by the river.

The monsters among them were surprised and shocked, and just then they saw a human shape forming on the star stone next to them.

The white clothes are misty, and the skirts are flying.

"War Buddha..."

Yes.

From that day on, everyone called him Zhan Buddha.

No one has ever called him Xuan Ming, and no one has ever called him Ye Mo.

Not to mention the gentle voice whispering his name to help him sleep peacefully during the endless night.

Teng Yi started and landed on the shore. He closed the lid of the box with his bare hands and heard the old voice behind him trembling: "I knew... I knew you would never forget Chaoyang! How could you forget her?

Well, she is the most important person in your heart!"

"I forgot."

He spoke coldly, and the voices behind him suddenly stopped.

He really forgot, but now he wants to remember every bit of it.

Take back the past that she cherishes so much and see how deep and heavy their love is in this world of mortals.

"It's Laosheng's fault... If Laosheng had told this earlier, you and the princess wouldn't have suffered today... It's Laosheng's fault... Laosheng's fault..."

The regretful voice finally disappeared without a trace in the rapid cold wind.

When he looked back, the ten-thousand-year-old tree that grew by the Tianhe River withered in an instant, turned into ashes, and disappeared with the wind, leaving only the last sentence that reached his ears: "This is the place where you first met, next time

One place, the princess will definitely go to the underworld... If you still care about her at all, then go find her..."

His heart, which had long since lost all emotions and desires, didn't even know what to think about, but he went anyway, still hiding his figure.

When she went there, she was already sitting next to the Sansheng Stone, stroking the name on the stone with one hand, holding Meng Po Soup in the other hand, and drank it while lying on her back.

"Isn't it said that after drinking Meng Po soup, all the past events can be forgotten? Why can't I forget anything, and some things become clearer?"

She smiled and cried as she looked at the man in black clothes beside her, with a trace of pity and sorrow on his handsome face.

"Princess has extraordinary magic power, this Meng Po soup is of no use to you."

"Really? Then let's drink a few more bowls. It's quite bitter. But after the bitterness, my heart doesn't hurt so much... It really doesn't hurt like this..."
Chapter completed!