The Buddha said that people have eight feelings, and the last one is called Alaya consciousness. It retains past events, and consciousness can clearly understand the cause and effect of reincarnation. However, people in the world are dull and have no way to explore. Only when they enter a dream, they can see one or two.

Dreams create real areas with illusion, and the hazy white mist gradually dissipates, revealing the palace on the high cliff.

At the top of the lonely peak, the dusk mist is deep and connected, dyeing the sky dark red.

The prosperous palace in the past was empty, and the ten ice jade pillars that looked like white snow had lost their luster. The man was wearing a blue kimono, his sleeves moved with the wind, and his five fingers gently stroked the edge of the cracked door, frowned tightly,

"All countries are destroyed, but I didn't expect that the final winner would be you. It's really... things in the world are unpredictable."

The man's words were naturally not said to the air. He saw a moment when the edge of the back door opened slightly and slowly walked out of a woman with green gauze.

Two red flower bracelets are embedded on the white wrist, and the long skirt like green leaves tilted down from the waist to cover her slender legs. The woman is only ten years old, but her face that is fascinating to the world has the dignity and majesty of a superior.

"Victory...is left to those who are prepared. The kings have become corrupt, and it's time to change their masters."

"It is better for anyone to master the earth, and the destruction of the kings has nothing to do with me, but..." the kimono man said coldly, "If she had a few things, I wouldn't let you go so easily! Tell me now, where is she?"

"She?" the woman was stunned, then chuckled again, "Sa...who knows?"

The black text elf floating in the air, carrying extremely strong pressure, formed into a frozen area, and the ice spear condensed inch by inch pointed directly at the woman, ready to go.

"Tell me, where is she?" the man repeated, "This is the last time, Tongye... Qingwu"

The cold murderous intent filled the world. The weak and weak man, who was famous for his humility, finally got angry and reappeared the second skill of the magic to the world.

"I didn't expect that after seeing him for a few years, His Highness's power has improved a lot... The murderous intent has also increased?" He glanced at the ice gun in front of him, but Qingwu seemed to have not noticed the power inside, looking at the scenery under the cliff, "I'll say it again... I don't know."

The cold wind blew, with the fine snow dancing, added a hint of chill to the top of the mountain, and also made the beauty feel a little uncomfortable and coughed twice.

The second of the six stars, the dance concubine, the tung leaves, the seven emotions are forbidden, and a dream for a thousand years;

After searching all over the continent, Guanyue, who had just returned to this land, has heard a lot of rumors about women. The seven emotions are forbidden, and the dream is second to the thousand years. Should this Liu Yao's body be so weak?

Then... a blue light suddenly appeared in his eyes, Guanyue quickly understood the other party's abnormality.

"Is the internal organs frostbite one of Nichang's dreams for thousands of years?" Guan Yue said slowly, and naturally recalled the unknown totem.

The dream of a thousand years, and the injury worsened to such a degree, it only means that... the trainer who used it... is still alive, it seems that she really doesn't know.

The ice gun melted, Guanyue was not a person who liked killing. Since she got the answer, she had no intention of forcing the other party too much. While removing her magical skills, she also drove another kind of power and gradually increased the temperature on the top of the mountain.

“It seems that a lot has happened over the years.”

"Yeah~" The temperature warmed up, and Qingwu felt a lot, but his furrows never stretched out. I don't know what he was thinking, "If your Highness the Prince is interested, you can go down the mountain to find a place. There are many civilians who are willing to answer your questions."

The implication is that she probably doesn't want to say anything more.

"It's okay... It's enough to know that she's safe when you come out this time." Guan Yue didn't care about the coldness of the woman. After all, they didn't have much friendship and almost started fighting just now. However,... it's really necessary to go down the mountain to ask what happened over the years.

Making up his mind, Guanyue gently reminded,

"Dreams for thousands of years, and that power cannot be cured by ordinary methods. If you no longer look for the 'cold flame', it may take less than a year or two..."

"...treatment?" Qingwu smiled, stroked the black hair in her ears, and was indescribable charm, "Do you want someone to help me with treatment?"

"...Chong... is dead?" Guan Yue said solemnly, and finally became a little surprised, "There is anyone in this world who can kill him?"

"Yeah~ I'm dead." Qingwu'e raised her eyebrows slightly, "It should be...I'll kill him...why, do you want to avenge him, Your Highness?"

Looking at this woman who has become extremely strange, Guan Yue was silent for a long time before speaking,

"Do you want to seek death?"

"...Maybe..." Qingwu did not deny it, "I don't have much time left after the game. If I can fight against the legend in the end, it will not be in vain."

"Game?" Even after living for so long, Guanyue heard that someone could taste the major events in the world in such a relaxed tone. "Is the battle between countries just a game for you?"

"No?" Qingwu smiled in surprise and then understood, "I understand... His Highness the Prince must have hoped that I would talk a lot about the way to rise and fall, right?"

"That's going to disappoint you." Tighten the green leaf shawl, Qingwu turned around, and continued to look down at the continuous snow scene under the cliff. "I'm just a little woman and don't understand those major national affairs."

I don’t understand the national affairs, haha~ Guanyue laughed and couldn’t tell whether it was his sorrow for the kings or his feelings for the past.

But perhaps the fact is as the other party said, the war ended... This Liu Yao also stopped all activities. In addition to preserving the power of the Tongye clan, he allowed the Elf Alliance and the Royal Academy to develop without any obstacles.

The game is over, so is it time to leave the board?

"Then what are your plans next?"

"Plan?" Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Maybe you'll walk around. Since you haven't got what you want, it's a beautiful thing to enjoy the wonders of this world."

"Ha~ The war is over, you have become a winner, what else can you get?" Guan Yue still disbelief and her eyes crossed the snow scene. "Are you still the same kind as me? You are pursuing the ultimate of nature?"

"Of course the little woman is not as broad as the prince." Qingwu shook her head, "But although I won the game, I didn't get the prize. I'm really bored."

Prize? Guanyue frowned and wanted to ask, but saw the other party breaking a snow branch and murmured softly.

"Yes...I've won everything...but why don't you..."

The ice flowers scattered until the snow piled up, and both of them said little more.

When the moon was rising, the cold light fell on the cliff stream. The woman who had stood for a long time finally felt a little tired and looked at the moon behind her.

"I've been out for too long and I'm a little tired... If His Highness the Prince had nothing else to do, the little woman would take her leave first."

Guanyue nodded slightly, and then told the other party about the thoughts she had just thought about.

"Qingwu... I see that your pupil color is not yet perfect. I believe that the power of that technique can go further. If you have the opportunity to practice to the extreme, or you can also buy you more time, why not give it a try?"

"In such a short time, our clan's 'Seven Emotions Forbidden' has been analyzed so thoroughly. His Royal Highness is indeed of extraordinary qualifications?" Qingwu smiled, "But he is kind enough to understand... The seven Emotions Forbidden, the seventh one has given away the fifth of the rest, and I have given it to others, so where is there any possibility of improvement."

After saying that, Qingwu nodded slightly and prepared to leave.

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire, and the seventh ones give up the fifth one, and the rest are...love and evil?

The person you love deeply... the person you hate... Guanyue understood what the other person meant in just a moment, and sighed,

"Do you regret it?"

In the wind and snow, the beautiful blue shadow stopped,

"Although I have regrets, I have never regretted it..." Zhen's head raised slightly, and the woman looked at the incomplete moon in the sky from afar, "but if there is a next life, I would like to find a place of peace and never enter the world."

The full moon is gone, but it is full of trouble and lacks, this is...Sixteen Nights.

[If there is a next life, I am not willing to enter the world for a second.]

The sweet voice gradually blurred, and the cold touch came, gradually awakening the sleeping will.

"Sir...Myon?"

The memory of the dream gradually blurred, the figure of the green gauze gradually faded, and the illusion and reality began to alternate.

"Myon?"

"Um?" The girl who was still wearing a nightgown gently stroked her forehead and finally woke up. She saw the person clearly and slowly leaned against the head of the bed. "When is it now, red satin?"

"It's almost time for an appointment," said the red-robed witch who was waiting beside him respectfully, "The staff of the Fangyuan Alliance have arrived at the main hall. Do you need me to notify them?"

"...No need, let them wait a little longer." The orange flame ignited along the edge of the kimono, and then gradually faded into a scarlet, covering its slender figure like a long blood skirt, white sandalwood paper wrapped around the waterfall-like three thousand black silks. On the girl's simple and elegant oval face, a little vermilion appeared on her black eyes, "It's just a few mediocre people."

"Yes..." Hong Satin lowered her head deeply and said nothing.

"Hu~", the crystal light spirit hanging from the celestial top lit up and slowly landed beside the witch. The dark blue flame gradually deepened into a red color, "This time... is the last?"

"Yes...Fighting waveguide, Thundering Xiad, Water City Qinghui, Kanto Poisonous Hidden, Chengdu Dragon Cave..." Hongsan whispered, "Add to add a few days ago...Elf Alliance and Royal Academy, the Ninety-Nine Battles are over, and there is only the last one left."

"Then add this, it's one hundred." The wooden comb went down her hair, and the witch slowly stood up and walked out, "Who is the last opponent?"

Hearing this, Hong Duan frowned slightly and hesitated,

"It is said to be...the latest award of...the sixth title from the Elf Alliance."
Chapter completed!