Now, Xue Ge is going to die, really die, in the Three Realms and Six Paths, there will never be a person or a god like Xue Ge again, but he wants to hide it for Xue Ge, making everyone think that Xue Ge is just going home.
Go home, which home to go to? The future? Where is the future!
Zi Yihan came one step behind Qingying. As wise as he was, he saw the unusual difference between Xuege and Qingying. He frowned and wanted to take out the sky mirror to take a look at Xuege's body.
Step forward and grab his hand.
Xue Ge said: "Ye Hua, although you still can't remember your past life, Xue Ge regards you as the god Ye Hua. Speaking of which, even after thousands of years, Xue Ge has not been able to become a good friend with you.
, but I will leave my sister to you today, and I hope you can treat her wholeheartedly."
After coughing twice, Xue Ge continued: "Originally, I planned to wait for you to recall the past, but now, a new catastrophe is coming. Ye Hua, you must go back. Back then, you
You came to look for me before you came to earth. I sealed your divine power. After I leave, the seal will be released. Then, you have one year to practice your magic. You and Meng'er decide on your own when to go back."
After saying this, Xue Ge took two steps back, and his body slowly became transparent. He smiled tenderly at Han Mengxiao: "Meng'er, brother is home... He is home, you must be... you must be happy.
!”
"Brother!" Han Mengxiao rushed forward and wanted to grab Xue Ge, but his hand passed through Xue Ge's body and caught nothing. She didn't know that Xue Ge could no longer hear her.
He shouted: "Brother, brother, don't leave, don't go home first, stay a little longer, just a little while..."
Tears flowed down her cheeks. Han Mengxiao didn't know that this farewell was an eternal farewell. She just hated such a sad farewell.
Then, the snowflakes from the sky floated down, falling softly on the body, like Xue Ge's gentle smile, such a cold thing, such a warm feeling.
"Miss, Miss," Han Mengxiao was sitting on the balcony of the dark store basking in the sun. Zhu'er happily ran over, holding up a red gold-gilded post, and stopped in front of Han Mengxiao panting.
It has been more than two months since he returned from Xianyue Mountain. Zi Yihan saw from the Tongtian Mirror the deep crack on the barrier of Tianwaitian, suppressed his unwillingness to cultivate immortality in his heart, and began to practice magic, locking the divine power in his body.
The seal was broken and he began to practice magic.
However, as a high god, he knows many and complicated spells. Zi Yihan is also a person who pursues perfection and is unwilling to give up any small spell. The accumulation of tens of millions of years must be fully reviewed.
Years, forget about it.
Han Mengxiao didn't want to deliberately pursue the memories of her past life. She met Zi Yihan in this life and fell in love with him. It was her fate in this life. She didn't want the love in her past life to bother her. She had never been obsessed with cause and effect. She thought,
Even if they stay with Zi Yihan for a long time in the future, their love is just budding now, and it will take time to cultivate and nurture it.
"Whose post did you get?" Han Mengxiao asked with a smile after Zhu'er had calmed down. Once her life was at ease, her complexion was also very good.
"Miss, it's the old man..." Zhu'er opened her mouth, and seeing that Han Mengxiao was in a good mood, she boldly said, "It's General Nie's fiftieth birthday, and my mother sent the post to the black shop."