A figure jumped into the sea and turned into a nine-colored glass golden dragon.

But when he heard the dragon roar, a golden light soared into the sky.

When Qi Jiu arrived, she saw this scene-

A nine-colored glass golden dragon, a girl in black clothes was lying above his head. The girl had a peerless face, and a half-gold mask made her look even more charming.

Seeing herself looking, the girl raised her eyes.

He was stunned at first, then lowered his eyes and was filled with loss.

Qi Jiu's heart suddenly hurt.

What words just now are really serious.

"If I don't save you just now, you will float into Beiming!" Qiang Di glared at her.

Luo Ge grinned and felt a little embarrassed with a smile.

She looked up at Qi Jiu, and her eyes turned red again after thinking about what she had just said.

Qi Jiu sighed, and said something to Luo Ge secretly, then opened his lips lightly: "Su Su is willing to wait for me, even if there has been no news for many years?"

Luo Ge lowered his eyes, and the eyes in his eyes turned rapidly.

Then it turned into a different kind of calm and settled down.

She raised her eyes and smiled: "I am willing to wait for you to come back, even if you have been for thousands of years, I will experience the loneliness of being alone again." A line of tears slowly fell down the corner of her eyes.

"Su Su, come here, I'll take you home." The gentleness in Qi Jiu's eyes slowly overflowed.

He watched her walk towards him step by step, and the soft color in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Behind this tenderness is the attachment and reluctance that the two of them could not perceive.

"Ajiu, don't hold that word by your mouth anymore, I can't hear it." Luo Ge suddenly threw himself into Qi Jiu's arms, and his grievance mixed with tears suddenly surged up. She spoke in a slut, and couldn't help but reach out and hammer the former.

Qi Jiu laughed, stroked Luo Ge's head, and responded gently: "Okay, I won't say anything in this life. Ajiu will accompany Su Su for the rest of her life, and Su Su will accompany Ajiu for the rest of her life."

How long is a lifetime, how short is a lifetime.

Another line of tears rolled down Luo Ge's eyes.

This time, she fell silent, just quietly left the tears, then left Qi Jiu's arms, looked at his extraordinary face, and smiled: "Okay, Su Su will accompany A Jiu for the rest of her life."

"The affairs of the mortal world will come to an end for the time being. It will not be too late to wait until Su Su finds the remaining two spirit beads, and we will discuss them later." Qi Jiu lowered his head and kissed Luo Ge's forehead, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said lightly.

"Okay, Du Yi Ajiu." Luo Ge grinned.

Qiang Di looked at Luo Ge and left her side step by step, then looked at her like this, and saw that he shook his head, he took Qi Jiu's hand and left with him.

Fallen loss in my heart kept pouring out.

Turning around and looking at the endless ocean, Qiang Di laughed.

"If I had known you earlier than him, would you stay for a little longer?" a murmured, floating up unknown where.

The waves roared like thunder, hitting the reefs and taking away all the silence.

Let’s talk about Luo Ge. After returning with Qi Jiu, he saw Cen He who was combing Meng Po’s hair.

She was stunned and just realized something.

If you count carefully, Meng Po is Cen He’s master’s wife.

Meng Po has lived in the 800-mile Huangquan for tens of millions of years, and has almost never had any interaction with Ahe for tens of millions of years. Now when we meet, Ahe put down his body, held the wooden comb, and tied his hair for Meng Po himself - this is Ahe's greatest sincerity.

"Master's wife, I haven't seen you for a long time. My hair is getting softer and softer. But do you want your disciple to use a magic trick and give your hair a hair?" Cen He combed it carefully to the end and asked softly.

Her voice sounded cold, but her internal strength was gentle and respectful.

"I am an old woman, and I will die soon. I will die in a short time. I have been waiting for your master for thousands of years, but I have not seen his soul. I have been waiting for him for a long time, and I can't wait for him anymore. It's enough to see you grow to this point--"

Meng Po sighed lightly and laughed, "It's enough, it's enough."

Upon hearing this, Cen He remained silent.

He lowered his eyes slightly, covering up the rare gloom in his eyes.

Master fell tens of millions of years ago because of her.

If she had not been picked up by her master, she would not have suffered such a disaster.

If she didn't know her master, her master and her wife would definitely be the most free and happy couple who are enviable.

"Xiao Xiao." Meng Po suddenly spoke softly.

Cen He was stunned and responded.

Yun Xiao is her word, and it was written by Master and Master’s wife.

For thousands of years, except for the master and his wife, only the fox still remembers his small characters.

"When will you and Gu Chen marry you and ask the old woman to hold a disciple?" Meng Po's eyes were curved.

Cen He: "..."

She thought the master's wife was going to mention some past events that she almost forgot, but she didn't think it was this.

There is not a single word yet.

Bah, bah, she hasn't even spoken any of her horoscopes yet, and she and the stinky fox will never be able to fight each other for eight lifetimes.

Cen He put down the comb and thought so.

"It's probably because Xiao Xiao has been too connected, so it's time to let go. It's like the sea. When the sea calms down and settles down, you can see the big fish swimming towards Beiming in the depths of the sea." Meng Po turned sideways, grabbed Cen He's hand, and gently stroked it.

"Ahe's marriage line is so good, and his marriage with Gu Chen must be happy. Gu Chen is the Emperor of Qingqiu and the King of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan of Tongtian. He is born with noble bloodlines and is worthy of our family Xiaoxiao. What's more, he is also a fool."

Thousands of years ago, I fell to this point just because of my help.

Gu Chen used a sentence that had been waiting for Xiao Xiao for thousands of years, which shows that he was also a stubborn fool.

Just like yourself.

Meng Po's eyes became slightly deeper.

"Master's wife, as a god of fate, I want to inherit the master's legacy. The disciples are busy all day long and have no time to care about the love between children." Cen He looked at his hands, his voice cold.

Meng Po stroked Cen He's head: "Do you have no time to care about it, or does Xiao Xiao want to see it clearly?"

Cen He was stunned.

Don't want to see clearly?

She didn't know either.

"Xiaoxiaodi has a favorite disciple." Meng Po laughed and quietly changed the topic.

He let out a secret breath, and Cen He curled his lips slightly: "He has no intention of having a long love for his children, and has a innocent heart. His predecessor was also a god. He has a good heart and is the best candidate for fate."

"It was him." Meng Po knew it.

Cen He nodded: "When Su Su revives the gods and completes that great cause, his disciples will include him and train him to become the third generation of fate."

"He is rebellious and free-spirited, but he is also concerned about the world. He is indeed the candidate for the God of Fate. That's good, so Xiao Xiao will have time to accompany Gu Chen in this way." Meng Po nodded.

Cen He: "..."

It's back again.
Chapter completed!