Above the clouds and under the bright moon, the handsome and elegant Pavilion Master Ye suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Here you."

"What are you waiting for?" Ah Chou poked his head out of the clouds and said viciously: "Fuck him!"

Ye Lingxiao snorted from his nostrils: "You go first."

Ah Chou said unhappily: "I may not be able to do it..."

Ye Lingxiao rolled up his sleeves, but after thinking about it, he put it down, sighed, "Forget it."

Anyone who is a quarter of an hour earlier, he doesn't mind masking and slapping the face in the next month. Unfortunately, Yunchao Festival is almost over now...

"Are Miss Ye? Please tell me, Mr. Jiang is here to make an appointment!"

When Wang Yuerou heard such a loud voice in her ears, she saw how the beautiful eyes in front of her were rippling, shining brightly in an instant!

The light makeup and carefully selected dresses that had been outlined early in the morning also came to life at this moment.

She stood up and moved with tactfulness, and pushed open the gate: "Young Pavilion Master, she—"

"I'm here!" a voice followed behind him.

It is crisp and crisp, like a clear spring.

Girl! You don’t know how to be more reserved, and you don’t know how to ask him to wait!

Of course she could see the man outside the door, who was as smooth as a new one, and she deliberately tied her hair with a jade crown, and her clean facial features were bathed in the moonlight.

The white jade on the waist is crystal clear, and the boots under the feet are not stained with dust.

The whole person is in a very good mental state, and his qi and blood are as strong as a thirst.

People are bright and gentle under the moon, and are handsome and calm, like a vibrant green pine.

Wang Yuerou closed her mouth slightly and closed again... There are reasons to be unreserved!

"Miss King." Jiang Wang nodded politely, and his eyes moved from Wang Yuerou's shoulders, and his voice raised a little more clearly: "Qingyu!"

At that time, the door was lightly closed, and Ye Qingyu walked out of the inner room. His fairy face was more beautiful than the moonlight than three points. His long skirt reached the ground, floating like he wanted to ride the wind.

Her eyes met Jiang Wang on Wang Yuerou's shoulders.

Seeing Jiang Wang so brilliant and so glamorous, he only said, "Are you tired when you come here so late?"

Wang Yuerou suddenly felt that she was extravagant, and she carried her skirt and got out from Jiang Wang, and disappeared into the night.

Jiang Wang stood stubbornly in the moonlight and smiled and said, "How could he be tired? This time he went to the Mysterious Realm and won a great victory! The Hai Clan's plan to jump into the tribe has been broken by us! The Mysterious Realm is a little far away from here, so it took some time on the road... Fortunately, I didn't completely miss today."

Ye Qingyu listened to him quietly, his eyes softer: "Today every year is the happiest time for me, especially this year. Thank you for overcoming all difficulties and bringing yourself back to see me intact. Xiao Jiang, thank you for your hard work."

The light in these beautiful eyes is so warm.

The mirror in Jiang Wang's eyes shattered, and what fell out was full of fatigue that could no longer be hidden.

"Not hard work." He smiled hard and gentlely, and stretched out his hand: "Happy birthday!"

Ye Qingyu reached out to hold his hand, just like he did when he was watching the river platform.

But when he reached halfway, he took half a step forward, wrapped himself around his waist, and hugged him like this.

Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment, subconsciously trying to avoid it, but deep down he couldn't bear it.

It was clearly Ye Qingyu who threw himself into his arms, but he felt that he was the person being hugged. He could feel that Ye Qingyu was rubbing his long hair hand, so gentle. He heard Ye Qingyu's murmur, and he was right in his ears: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Jiang, don't be sad..."

He slowly hugged him, lowered his face and buried it on Ye Qingyu's shoulder.

On the night of the most beautiful Yunchao Festival in the world, this human hero who successfully returned from the demon world, this human warrior who fought bloodily in the mystery world, the most accomplished military achievements of the younger generation in the world, and the world-renowned pride of heaven... cried silently like a wounded puppy.

This time, he lost too much!

Lost again and again!

Three thousand soldiers who paid for their lives, two hundred loyal guards, Fang Yuanyou, who was in front of the horse, Yanru, who had met for the first time but had been together for a long time, and Yu Beidou, who was both a teacher and a friend...

But can he cry on the battlefield where the human race and sea races compete?

Can he be sad at Tianyatai?

Can a person like him, who has carried hundreds of thousands of lives and cared for the deep hatred of blood, be vulnerable in front of others?

Sometimes he is as strong as a symbol with the word "Strong".

But he doesn't really feel pain or sad!

He is strong because he can only be strong.

He endured it because he could only endure it!

On the night he walked out of Fenglin City, he told himself that he could only walk the road he would follow.

Now it is said that Jiang Wangzhi has friends all over the world, and he will be heroes who will be rewarded with one call.

But at that time, the white-haired boy who walked out of Fenglin City did not have an ordinary iron sword, a heart that was watered by hatred, a chance to fulfill it, and a sister he was willing to protect with his life.

Is this world... allowed him to be vulnerable?

Ye Qingyu didn't hear Jiang Wang's crying, but her shoulders did hold Jiang Wang's tears.

It also filled the fatigue, grievance, sadness, and suffering that flowed like a mountain torrent...

She still remembers the sudden kick when she saw Jiang Wang for the first time.

She still remembers the life confusion of a young man in a small town flowing on the letter paper.

She once saw the white-haired Jiang Wang walking down Yuncheng alone.

She once witnessed Jiang Wang's appearance on the river viewing platform.

She had waited for him in the bloody battlefield of Wunan, and she had been looking forward to him in letters that had never stopped for five years.

And today, she hugged him.

She embraced the boy who was curled up and afraid in the maple forest with red leaves and nowhere to go.

She should have hugged her long ago.

Thanks to book friend Adam Yang, "I am the leader of this book, for the 436th League!

Thanks to the book friend "Hao Yu" for becoming the leader of this book, for the 437th League!

Thanks to the book friend "Smart Little Swallow" for becoming the leader of this book, for the 438th League!

Thank you to the book friend for "Accompanying you to visit the sky" for becoming the leader of this book, for the 439th League!

Thanks to book friend "Shan Shen" for becoming the leader of this book, for the 440th League!

Thanks to the book friend for "beating seals" to become the leader of this book, for the 441st League!

Thank you to the book friends for "swinging the fist to fate" to become the leader of this book, and for the 442nd League!

Thanks to the book friend "Huahuashan Hai Jing" for becoming the leader of this book, and for the 443rd League!

Thanks to the book friend "Yizhi Zixiao" for becoming the leader of this book, and for the 444th League!
Chapter completed!