Next to the Sansheng Stone, a man in a white robe was half leaning in front of the stone, with his snow-white hair half loose and his clothes trailing to the floor. He gently raised his hand, and his slender fingertips carefully touched the lines on the stone, as if caressing a piece of stone.

A treasure like no other in the world.

The breath changed slightly, and a tiny blue light suddenly condensed in the air.

In an instant, a man in blue robe appeared beside the stone, with three thousand black hair tied neatly. When a pair of black eyes touched the figure beside the stone, a hint of pity flashed through.

"She...died."

The hand of the white-haired man stroking the stone trembled slightly, and then he continued to gently trace the light lines under his fingertips.

"She's still gone..."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, his eyes looked closely at the stone body, and his expression suddenly became gentle.

"But I will still find you, just wait for me, okay..."

He murmured softly, his eyes full of tenderness.

"The Ice Lotus has been broken. It's impossible for you to be with her!" The blue-robed man suddenly frowned and his tone was sullen. "Stop being stupid, your fate is already destined."

The man looked at the Sanshengshi beside him and frowned.

"My destiny is up to me, not to God."

The white-haired man's expression tightened, and the hope in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out, and his folds glowed.

"You don't understand, Won Pyo..."

"Humph! You are so stubborn! I am not as obsessed with the love between my children as you are. Now that the demon army has captured Liangjie Mountain, the two realms of immortals and demons are at a disadvantage. You actually still think about the love between your daughter and me. I really feel sorry for you.

I don’t understand you more and more…”

Won Pyo's usually indifferent face alternated between anger and sadness, showing an indescribable weirdness.

"When you really fall in love with someone, you will understand what I am thinking now. Her every smile, every move, are all affected by your emotions. When she is happy, you will be happy with her; when she is sad, you will be happy too.

My heart felt as if a knife had been cut to pieces, and I was so painful that I wished I could bear the pain for her..."

As if remembering the bright smile of the past, the white-haired man couldn't help but raise an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I... can only watch her leave me like this. How can you understand this pain like a thousand arrows piercing my heart."

Yuan Piao was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered softly, "What on earth is love...?"

While he was stunned, the white-haired man suddenly looked at the Sansheng Stone beside him, his eyes full of hope.

"Even if there is no fate, I will give birth to this fate!"

"What are you going to do?!"

Yuan Piao suddenly came back to his senses, but found that it was too late. The white-haired man was thrown away by a huge barrier, and his white robe was dyed red with blood, like the flowers blooming all over the underworld.

.

Yuan Piao quickly flew to pick him up.

"How dare you!"

The white-haired man's face was pale, but his eyes were exceptionally clear.

"I was born with this fate."

A wanton smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, shining into Yuan Piao's eyes, like a weak fluorescent light, illuminating the long and confusing road in his heart.

On the other side, in the realm of the underworld.

"Lord! Madam has given birth! It's a daughter!" the midwife's voice came from inside the house.

Wu Sheng swept away the worried expression and immediately became happy, his serious face filled with a loving smile. "Daughter... my daughter is fine..."

Before he could step into the room, a blazing purple light suddenly appeared in the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder, with a huge sound.

Wu Sheng looked at the sky with furrowed brows, as if vast stars suddenly appeared in his eyes, reflecting a faint purple light in his eyes.

"Purple stars are shining high, seven stars are in a row...this...this is..."

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't help but murmured.

"This...how is this possible..."

His expression lost the joy just now, and was replaced by sadness.

This destiny is the destiny of a born emperor!

Wu Sheng's brows were furrowed and he was running around in circles in the courtyard anxiously. This was his and Yan Ge's second child.

He just wants to live here in seclusion with his wife, children and children, and be happy and leisurely.

Now that the two worlds of immortality and demon are fighting, he didn't want to be born. However, Yange's heart was for the people of the human world, so he had no choice but to do it. He sent word to the immortal world and the underworld that troops would be sent to protect the human world.

But... his daughter's fate is too strong, and there is even a catastrophe waiting for her.

This completely disrupted Wu Sheng's plan, and also caused him to suffer backlash from those who wanted to pry into the secret of heaven.

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Wu Sheng quickly used magic to clean up the blood stains.

"Sheng..."

Yan Ge's faint breath suddenly came from his consciousness. Wu Sheng couldn't think about anything else and quickly stepped into the house.

Beside the bed, the midwife was holding a baby with a smile on her face.

There was a beautiful woman lying on the bed. Because she had just given birth, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Yan Ge turned his head and saw Wu Sheng coming over. He grinned at him with all his strength and said, "You're here..."

Upon seeing this, Wu Sheng immediately crouched down in front of the couch and naturally held her small white hand.

Her hands were cold and there was still sweat on her palms.

The midwife beside her wisely put the child back on the couch and quietly retreated.

"Why is your pulse so weak...?"

After checking her pulse and breath, Wu Sheng suddenly frowned.

"Sheng...I'm about to die."

Yan Ge, who was lying on the couch, sighed, his eyes seemed a little sad but filled with a strong sense of happiness.

"What are you talking about? You've always been in good health. How could you suddenly..."

Wu Sheng's voice was a little hoarse. He looked at the weak Yan Ge lying on the couch and felt heartbroken.

"Look at our daughter..."

Yan Ge wanted to get up, but found that his body had no strength. As soon as he lifted his whole body, he lay back on the couch weakly.

When Wu Sheng saw this, he quickly helped her up and then took the small ball in the quilt into his arms.

The little baby in the quilt closed his eyes tightly and fell asleep quietly.

"Looks like you..."

Wu Sheng looked at the little powder ball in his arms and couldn't help but smile.

"What? She's still so young, how can she tell she looks like me..."

Yange smiled and gently touched the baby's pink face.

She suddenly raised her head and asked somewhat seriously, "The demon army is almost at Two Realms Mountain, right?"

Wu Sheng was stunned for a moment, looking a little hesitant. After seeing the seriousness in Yan Ge's eyes, he nodded slightly.

"Yes, Chi Tian did not hesitate to use the blood of forbidden magic spirits to fight to the death with the fairy world. The demon world is on the way to support him."

"Immortals and demons have always been at odds with each other. The war between the two realms may affect Chiyu. This war will definitely be a disaster from heaven for the people of the human realm."

"lady……"

Wu Sheng seemed to have guessed her thoughts, his eyes were full of sadness and helplessness.

Yange looked at him with steadfastness in her eyes. She shook her head gently.

"I'm not going to die soon."
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