Looking back at the past is like a dream, looking back at yesterday is still the same.
There are too many joys and sorrows in the world, but when you are sad, you will cry for days and nights, but when you are happy, you will only have one or two nights.
Fortunately, in most cases, people are more happy than unhappy in their lives.
Otherwise, tears would have flowed into tears.
Over the past century, Yan Yin has experienced joy and joy, sadness and sorrow.
On this day, Su Yanying finally completed her long-lasting masterpiece "The Storm List" with the help of Ye Qingchen, Lin Qing'er, Fang Xue, and Ye Qingwu, and Su Xin.
"The book "The Wind and Cloud List" has a total of 36 million words, with a total of 18 chapters, 97 volumes, 3420 chapters, and a total of 394 people were recorded, including my father, mother, Master Yijian Valley, Master and Master Aunt, and of course, my favorite husband." Relying in Yan Yin's arms, Su Yanying happily introduced the "The Wind and Cloud List" she wrote to Yan Yin. "In addition, I also wrote a biography of a strange beast, recording the world spirit beasts such as the Wind God, Fire God, Barbarian King, White Snake, and Phantom Spirit Beast. Even the bad guy from Jiaolong, I wrote a biography for it,"
Touching Su Yanying's soft and delicate hair, Yan Yin kissed her bright little lips, then hugged the jade man in her arms and whispered, "Don't work hard like this in the future. If you don't feel sorry for yourself, someone will feel sorry for you."
The corners of his mouth lightly raised, and a smile appeared on Su Yanying's beautiful pretty face and said, "Who feels sorry?"
"A person who loves you very much," said Yan Yin, holding Su Yanying and said, "Now, I will let you feel his love."
"No, it's still daylight now. If Xin'er and the others see it..." Before Su Yanying finished speaking, Yan Yin kissed her little mouth and sealed her next words.
If the word "Daily Prouding Delusion" is changed to "Li" and "Like" will change from a derogatory word to a positive word.
Obviously, Yan Yin only thinks that he is proclaiming joy in the daytime, rather than proclaiming misogy in the daytime.
When Yan Yin walked out of Su Yanying's room with a refreshing spirit, it was already dusk.
Just as he was about to go to Su Xin to see his youngest daughter, who was just three years old, Yan Yin suddenly felt something strange and couldn't help but look at the backyard of the Hou Mansion.
With a flash of figure, Yan Yin went to the backyard near the embankment near Yunxi Lake.
"Time is here," a figure appeared in front of Yan Yin's eyes.
This person is exactly the elegance that has not been seen in a century.
It is still like clouds and fog, and Qingya is always so mysterious. Even Yan Yin can't see through the clouds and fog that covers Qingya's body, and can't see the true appearance of the fairy Qingya who is admired by the world.
"Time is so fast, and a hundred years have passed without realizing it," Yan Yin sighed, looking at Qingya and said, "Master, do you really want to do that?"
"That's my dream, the dream that has always been," Qingya whispered, "I hope my dream is not just in my mind, but can be truly realized,"
Seeing that Qingya had made up her mind, Yan Yin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go and say something to Yan Ying Qingchen and the others, and then follow you to the Ice Wasteland."
Afterwards, Yan Yin gathered Ye Qingchen, Ye Qingwu, Lin Qing'er, Fang Xue, Su Yanying and Su Xin.