The time was set, although it was half an hour after the sticker was delivered.

Then he swaggered all the way up from Baoxue Peak——

Baoxue Peak is covered with snow all year round due to the cold weather at high altitudes.

It was early winter, and even the clouds were covered with frost.

The white-haired boy who was unknown in the past is now a famous figure in the world.

In the past, in the entire Yun Kingdom, only Ye Qingyu recognized him. Today, in the entire world, there are very few people who don't know the name "Jiang Wang".

Just as he walked down the mountain alone step by step back then, he climbed up the mountain step by step today.

In the past, everyone asked who he was, but today everyone who hears his name wants to see him.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that at the highest point of Cloud City, Ye Qingyu, the young master of Lingxiao Pavilion, personally tore open the sky to welcome him.

How elegant she was back then, how calm she is today.

Time doesn't seem to change everything.

Just let the tiny bits and pieces intertwine into a seamless heavenly garment.

Only then did the two people look at each other and smile, so naturally they understood each other.

The moon-white long dress made her look so delicate and fit. Her long, silky hair hung down to her waist, like a piece of black shiny satin.

Because of the method of "refining immortals in troubled times" pointed out by Bai Gexiao, and because of Ye Lingxiao's intention to delegate power, she has been more and more responsible for the affairs of Lingxiao Pavilion in recent years, and she has some authority. It is not very serious, but

Standing quietly on the cloud platform, fluttering in the wind, looking here with a smile.

"The skirt you are wearing today seems to be the same one you wore that day." Jiang Wang dealt with the enthusiastic Lingxiao Pavilion disciples while quietly communicating with Ye Qingyu.

"What day?" Ye Qingyu blinked, his eyes as clear as a forest stream, as if he didn't remember it at all.

God knows how long she had been looking for this piece of clothing. In the end, she specially found someone to make a new old piece of clothing. Just for today when we would tear open the sky and see each other again in a few years.

This is just one of countless inadvertent little thoughts.

It's just...she thought he wouldn't remember.

When Jiang Wang sent An An to Lingxiao Pavilion and met each other after walking up the long mountain climbing steps, she was wearing this outfit.

Strictly speaking, that was their first meeting.

That time she hurried out to greet him and forgot to wear a veil, so it was the first time that Jiang Wang saw her true face.

But it was different from all the men who saw her true appearance for the first time.

At that time, the boy only had his sister in his eyes, and there was only a kind of suppressed calm under the endless pain and suffering.

Walking thousands of miles alone, a young man wields a sword.

That was when her real impression began.

"That's... the day I came to Yuncheng for the first time." Jiang Wang had a bright smile on his face and responded gracefully to the young people in Lingxiao Pavilion. His private communication with Ye Qingyu was extremely gentle and gentle.

With a bit of shyness. "At that time, I thought -"

At that time he thought.

Although the world is vast, there is nowhere to call home.

At that time he thought.

How can I not make my sister suffer?

At that time he thought.

This is my mentor, this is such a clean person who will do the right thing.

There are still people in this world who can be trusted. Not just An An, not just Brother Hu.

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Qingyu stood leaning on the railing as if nothing had happened, looking at the cloud platform in the distance, as pretty as a magnolia in the valley, but he asked through the voice.

"Come on, don't be anxious, we all have a share. You are An An's fellow disciples and Qing Yu's fellow disciples, so you can also be considered my fellow disciples."

Jiang Wang bent his index finger and tapped the swords one by one, making a wonderful sound of "dong dong dong dong".

During the whimsical "prayer ceremony" of these young girls, he simultaneously said via voice transmission: "At that time, I thought, this fairy-like girl whose heart is as beautiful as her appearance... I must repay her."

There is a very special feeling in whispering in an environment full of noise——

In the endless noise, we have endless silence that is unique to us.
Chapter completed!