"Time flies, the flowers along the Qingjiang River bloom and fade, but our love flows slowly, like wine brewed in a Chentan, becoming stronger and more mellow day by day, and we are inseparable all day long."

When Murong Ye said this, he paused. Ruoxue immediately felt the tension on his body. She looked up and saw the gloom and ferocity on his face. "The good times will not last long. Our happiness will make the heavens jealous of the God Emperor who summoned me. Who said that?"

Gods cannot fall in love. If I persist, Zi Yue will eventually be taken away by the Gate of Time and disappear into this other world. I have practiced wind control for tens of thousands of years. I don’t believe that I can’t even protect my own woman. I didn’t listen to the God Emperor.

Despite his dissuasion, he still lives with Ziyue by the Qingjiang River."

The wind blew through the poplar trees, making a roaring sound. From the swaying treetops, Ruoxue seemed to have foreseen the turmoil along the Qingjiang River a long time ago.

"Less than half a year, to be precise, we have known each other for five months, seven days, seven hours, seven minutes and seven seconds. As usual, Ziyue sang and danced in the morning light. I was drunk and played the orchid flute in the morning dew. She was the only one in my eyes.

Just looking at her, when I found a beam of light covering her body, I was still marveling at the wandering veil that God had put on her, but she was like a smoke screen, blinding her eyes, slowly becoming blurred in the halo, and finally disappeared waiting for me.

Gazing clearly at the Qingjiang River again, the river is still flowing with golden light, reflecting the blue sky, the colorful clouds like fish scales in the sky, the stretching snow-capped mountains, the round rising sun on the top of the Dongxue Mountain, but there is no graceful and graceful dancing beauty Zi Yue... Mine

Ziyue...knelt down and looked at the river, eyes misty, raised her head to ask the sky, fate answered, if the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old."

Ruoxue didn't know how to comfort Murong Ye, she remained silent and looked over his shoulder towards the endless road.

The voice like the spring breeze seemed to be soaked by the cold wave at this moment, with a hint of coldness and a hint of sadness. Destiny cannot be violated, love and hate are always intertwined. "I rode the wind to find the God Emperor, and the God Emperor told me: The love between man and God angered God, and the gate of time brought it.

Open your heart and return to your place quickly, the way of heaven will not be ancient."

Murong Ye looked disdainful and taunted in his voice: "What God? What heaven? That's not a lie made up by the God Emperor in order to consolidate his rule. Looking at the God Emperor in dragon robes, I gritted my teeth and asked, under what conditions will you let Zi Yue back?

?Don’t beat around the bush and say it directly.”
Chapter completed!