This is the second time he has drilled the grave.

While thinking about it, Yimo knocked open the wooden coffin familiarly. The coffin is a thousand-year-old sunken wood. Ordinary people can't find it even if they have the money. Only Ji Jiu could easily get such a coffin and lie in it. So far, have left this world, ignorant of suffering, even if know that life is so beautiful, can only give it up.

Emer touched him.

A black armor covered his body, still dressed as a general, and he couldn't touch the flesh, only the icy black armor, and the tentacles were cold.

Yimo turned to his side and lay with him for a while before taking the drop of blood on his chest. The blood-red beads were placed against the skin, as if sleeping in his heart. Just like those glorious years, he held the drunken serpent and quietly put it on his heart at night. It's like repaying the debt of the first life, and it is also like telling the love of the second life. But only quietly.

Yimo cast a spell, broke the blood beads open, and really saw the ghost.

One soul and one soul, in fact, there is no sanity, but in the closed dark tomb, staring at the person in front of him, as if saying: You are here.

Yimo condensed his soul so as not to dissipate, looked at him and said, "I'll take you back."

As he said that, he raised his hand and touched his face, but the tentacles were empty, his heart trembled, and Yimo said, "I'll take you home."

Following his words, the soul condensed into a small beam of light, hiding in his palm - I'll go home with you.

The sky is wide open, let's go home.

Back in the courtyard in the mountains, the old fairy was already waiting there, Xu Mingshi and Shen Jue were both there. Yimo stood at the gate of the courtyard and glanced at them quietly. Over the years, only these few have been involved with him.

However, there is only one person he wants to get back to by different paths.

When the old fairy saw him coming, one side of the porcelain bottle took away the soul and soul. When he turned around and was about to enter the room to cast the spell, he couldn't help but said, "Little snake, human beings and monsters have different paths, why do you need to force it."

Yimo looked at his back and said, "I want someone to accompany you." I want someone to join hands and watch the sunset of Cangshan, the starry sky before dawn, and the joys and sorrows of the world. rather than a person.

It's been a long time since I've been alone with the world.

Until I met the weak scholar, with gentle eyes and nervous expression, he said seriously and solemnly: We have the same destination, okay?

One sentence made him taste the warmest and most colorful colors, how could he be willing to return to black and white.

The old immortal paused, stopped talking, and squeezed the porcelain bottle tightly into the room.

On the couch in the room, Liu Yan had already been casted and fell asleep. The face is clear and handsome, and the demeanor is pleasant.

It is such an ordinary person who made a thousand-year-old snake demon bewildered and gave up the fairy way without complaining or regretting. Lao Xian knew that it was too late to stop him. From the first time saw Yimo this time, knew it was too late to stop him. The eyes of the thousand-year-old ice have been cracked, and the water below is gurgling out, dissolving the glacier.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have been turned into a demon in the first place. After a thousand years, maybe the little snake has already been reincarnated as an adult, and it has been with this person for a long time.

Some people, who should meet, will always meet.

The old fairy sighed, condensed his mind, and began to cast spells.

Yimo stood outside the house, looking at Shen Jue. Shen Jue had learned everything from Xu Mingshi, and his face was sad.

"Father..." Shen Jue whispered.

Yimo responded and waited for a while before saying, "You can do it yourself later..."

"Father," Shen Jue's eyes blushed and knelt at his feet: "I won't leave."

"Why?" Emer asked.

"Because I don't want to."

"What are you not willing to do?" Yimo asked again.

"My relatives." Shen Jue raised his head, looked at him and said, "Father and father are my relatives. They are people who treat me well regardless of the cost. There is no reason to ask for compensation. Therefore, I am not willing."

"You are my relatives," Shen Jue said word by word: "I will only leave if you leave me. I will serve you when you are here."

relatives.

Yimo squatted down, and the father and son looked at each other. After a long time, Yimo said, "You are also my relative."

The one who doesn't care about anything good for me. Yimo held him in his arms, as if he was tired from playing when he was young, and held him in his arms like a dutiful father.

They are all monsters and have no blood relationship, but because of the same person, they have the opportunity to meet and meet each other on a blind date.

You can raise a baby with your own hands, watch him grow up day by day, know more words, and understand more truths. You can enjoy his filial piety and accept his service as a matter of course. As if everything was normal.

In fact, it is not unusual.

If it wasn't for the person in the room, they would only know each other, and even one day, the snake demon who became an immortal would get rid of the evil wolf demon, not necessarily. But how lucky they are to meet such a human being.

Teach them to learn family affection, even if there is no blood relationship, it is like mutual attachment that blood is thicker than water.

The man is gone, they rely on each other. The man was reincarnated, and they each did their part.

It's just because that person doesn't treat them as aliens, doesn't scold them, just treats them as ordinary people. Even the two of them are stronger than him. He also gave cherished care.

To protect, to cherish, to love. Do your best.

Shen Jue suppressed her sobbing, as if she was still the child who could be wild and spoiled. Yimo stroked the back of his neck and comforted him silently.

The sky is clear, the breeze is full of flowers.

Inside the room, Liu Yan was already awake.

It seems like a big dream, the ignorant state of heaven and earth when it was first born.

Liu Yan woke up.

He woke up, but didn't get up, he just lay on the bed, with his eyes that were as ink as lacquer, dazed. The old immortal stood beside him without saying a word.

After a long time, he slowly got up, turned his face, looked calm and calm, looked at the old immortal and said, "Where is he?"

Other than that, he didn't say anything. It was as if everything was already clear, and nothing needed to be said. To this day, the two families and the world have become a wisp of wind and disappeared without a trace.

His eyes and soul were only carved into one person.

The old fairy pointed to the outside of the house.

Liu Yan walked to the door, opened the two wooden doors, and with a "squeak", the wooden doors made a long sound, swaying, and opened two hundred years of time.

The sun was bright, and golden strands shrouded the man in the black robe outside the house, like a light bestowed by God. Yimo in the light and shadow raised his face to meet the line of sight.

The eyes collided suddenly, like the handover of day and night, the illusion was born again and again, and the two hundred years of tossing and entanglement floated in front of my eyes.

However, each other's eyes are clear and unadulterated, and they can see the bottom at a glance.

Liu Yan stood by the door, and it took a long time to walk over step by step. When he walked in front of him, Yimo reached out and hugged him into his arms, as if embracing his own life.

No one speaks. No need to speak.

The ups and downs of the world, fame and fortune, entanglement, confusion and ignorance need not be repeated.

Just hug each other like this, breathe each other's breath, listen to each other's heartbeat, and use your eyes to express your love.

I like you.

I don't know who said this, but with just this sentence, the bitter cold that used to be a nightmare has been reincarnated into a warm spring.

"We're getting married." Liu Yan said, sliding his fingers down his back and grabbing his hand on his waist, "We're getting married."

Emer said, "Okay."

He clenched the hand in his palm tightly and intertwined his fingers, as if to go on like this until the end of the world.

The red candle hall was already ready, and the old fairy stayed.

Xu Mingshi covered his eyes, choked and said, "I'm here to preside over the marriage."

Liu Yan held his hand and knelt on the soft cushion: "Shen Qingxuan has become a bone, and Ji Jiu will sleep in a wooden coffin. In this life, there will be no family or kingdom."

Liu Yan said slowly, smiling sideways at him: "Only your Liu Yan."

Yimo said: "Okay." His eyes were gentle, and he solemnly knelt beside him.

Disrespecting heaven and earth, ignoring gods and Buddhas, this is the first time in his life that he has bowed his knees.

Xu Mingshi held back his tears and shouted, "I worship heaven and earth..." The sobbing could not be suppressed, and it almost became a vibrato.

The two kneeling people looked at each other and smiled, bowed to heaven and earth, and kowtowed solemnly.

Heaven and earth testify that they are married.