It's night, and it's bone-chillingly cold.

The breeze is colder and wilder than before. In the quiet night, there is only the sound of "woo-woo". If you listen carefully, it seems like you are crying for someone.

Egret lay sideways on the bed, looking at Yi Gucheng with perfect and sharp features. Yi Gucheng had already fallen asleep.

When he closed his eyes, he no longer had the vigilance and sharpness when facing the world, nor the tenderness and doting when he looked at the egret. What he had was only tranquility.

Amidst all the glitz and glitz, he stood quietly in the world.

The egret couldn't help but stretched out its hand, its jade hand and wrist were as bright and translucent as a night pearl under the dim light.

She carefully stroked Yi Gucheng's eyebrows and eyes, her movements were gentle, and her eyes were gentler than ever before.

She looked deeply, wanting to carve everything about Yi Gucheng into her bones and draw it into her soul.

Love is the word that hurts the most.

Bailu discovered that Yi Gucheng had grown a beard. She stroked Yi Gucheng's thin and short beard, and her face unconsciously grinned with a smile.

She always remembered that when Qingsha's family first looked at Yi Gucheng, she was attracted by those abyss-like eyes.

Yes, they are the same person, a wolf in the dark night and a knife in the crowd.

They are dormant all the time and killing all the time.

Thinking about it now, she also wondered when she started to like this man and fall in love with this man. Maybe it was in the Chaolu Empire, maybe in the Western Sea, maybe in the Peach Blossom Wonderland...

In short, on this road full of thorns, there was a man who entered her heart so inadvertently.

Everything is destined.

Perhaps Yue Lao had tied the two of them with a red rope long ago, and they finally got together after many hardships. But over the years, they have been together less and more apart, in two completely different places separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Fight silently for each other.

One night, the egret thought about the stories along the way and fell asleep unconsciously.

When she closed her eyes, the man lying still opened his eyes.

The pair of deep black pupils were looking at the girl's beautiful face as tenderly as water, and her cool thin lips couldn't help but form a slight smile.

As long as she is still there, he will not care about the swords and mountains of fire.

As long as she still loves her, even if she goes from one end of hell to the other, he will hold her hand tightly and never leave her.

After a sleepless night, when the egret woke up, it was already evening.

She suddenly opened her sharp sword-like eyes. The surrounding area was empty, and there was still an aftertaste in the quilt. A flash of lightning flashed in her mind, and the egret looked like a stray deer, and she panicked for a moment.

She suddenly opened the quilt covering her body. Her bare feet were as bare as jade, stepping on the cold ground. She was wearing a plain white undershirt. She looked around in a panic and searched all the rooms anxiously.

No, nothing.

The egret opened the door and looked at the sunset, with pain in her eyes but no tears.

The fire clouds on the dome dyed her empty eyes red.

"Egret..." Ye Jing came over with the food and was surprised for a while when he saw the egret's lost look.

She had never seen an egret like this before. It had lost its edges and corners, lost its usual coldness and defensiveness, and was left with only hesitation and bewilderment.

The egret raised her eyes and looked at Ye Jing calmly, her voice choked with sobs, "Ye Jing, he's gone..."
Chapter completed!