The so-called love thread is a wisp of lanterns that will burn when the true gods in the lower world are in love.

Immortals are not allowed to be emotional, but Gu Nuoer understands what love is.

She didn't even know that when the lanterns burned out, it meant that a disaster was approaching.

If you can't get over it, your love will turn into a pile of ashes, which means the past will be cut off.

Therefore, for gods, love calamity is the most cruel test.

Not only Gu Nuoer, but also Du E failed to overcome the hurdle.

Tiandao sighed heavily.

Sudden!

He saw that the love threads that had turned to ashes were reorganized with the help of faint lights.

Tiandao was startled.

At the same time, Concubine Qiao was in the Qiushui Palace, looking at the open box on the high pavilion.

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The crystal-clear green light inside exudes brilliant brilliance.

It suddenly shone brightly, like a beam of light, passing through the window and shooting towards the sky at high speed, without knowing where it went.

Gu Nuoer thought she was dead, but she actually entered an illusion.

The grass here is green, children are chasing and laughing, treehouses are lined up one after another, and people are living a happy life.

She stood on the hillside, feeling the wind blowing on her cheeks.

At this time, Gu Nuoer saw an old man with a white beard almost hanging on the ground standing on the hillside.

The other person turned his head and looked at her with a smile, very kindly.

"Finally I've waited for you, my destined person."

Gu Nuoer blinked and looked at the arms exposed under his clothes, which were made of tree vines.

She slowed down and shouted: "Grandpa, the patriarch of the tree demon clan?"

The old man laughed: "You actually recognize me."

Gu Nuoer said softly: "You look very similar to that tree demon grandpa."

The old man smiled amiably: "Oh, he should be my 42nd generation grandson."

Gu Nuoer took a step forward and looked at the tree demons living happily at the foot of the hillside.

"This is……"

"Illusion." The old tree demon smiled and said: "What you see is the illusion transformed by the last ray of soul that I sealed in the box. The real tree demons are killing each other and are all dead."

Gu Nuoer was silent.

The old tree demon looked at the blue sky and white clouds, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the sunshine.

"We, the tree demon clan, also loved each other like this, but later... we don't need to mention it."

"The fact that you are here means that you have broken through the relationship. The person who opens the box with you is the love of your life."

"Now, do you understand what love is?"

Gu Nuoer nodded lightly.

Her eyes filled with water: "I used to think that not caring about life or death for the other person was love. But now I understand -"

"Love means that even if you are desperate, you will try your best to find a way for the other person. It means blooming on the cliff and spring growing on the dead wood."

"I never looked back for him, and I never regretted it even after nine deaths."

The old tree demon smiled approvingly.

He stretched out his hand and touched Gu Nuoer's eyebrows.

"Child, go back."

Gu Nuoer felt as if her whole body was wrapped in the sun, warm.

She couldn't help but look at the old tree demon: "Grandpa Patriarch, what about you?"

"Me?" The old man smiled, with a kind voice: "I am in every spring breeze that touches you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Nuoer felt that all the scenery in front of her suddenly turned dark.

It's like someone has covered up a dark curtain.

At this time, she heard someone calling urgently in her ear——

"Gu Nuo'er! Gu Nuo'er!"

It's Ye Siming.

Gu Nuoer opened her eyes, smelled the fragrance of flowers on the tip of her nose, and squinted her eyes because of the sun.

"Brother Siming?" Her red lips parted slightly, but she still couldn't recover.

Ye Siming hurriedly hugged her in his arms, his cold red eyes filled with the joy of regaining something.

"Fortunately you're fine."

Wei Cang, Liu Liu, and Cui Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Princess Jiren Tianxiang, it's great to wake up!"

Gu Nuoer felt a sense of joy in surviving the disaster.

She cried and laughed, hugging Ye Siming's neck tightly.

"Brother Siming... I thought I would never see you again."

Ye Siming also held her in his arms, unwilling to let go even for a second.

There was still blood on his face, but his familiar smile was so unruly and handsome.

Ye Siming took out three broken jade bracelets from his arms.

"Here, I promised you. It took me a while to find her and made you suffer."

Gu Nuoer took the broken bracelet and suddenly looked around in fear.

Ye Siming seemed to understand her thoughts.
Chapter completed!