This is his second time to go to the grave.

While thinking, Yi Mo knocked open the wooden coffin with a familiarity. The coffin is a thousand-year-old sunken wood. The wood is tight and fine, and it is inviolable to water and fire. Even if ordinary people have financial resources, they cannot find it. Only Ji Jiu can easily get such a coffin and lie in it. At this point, he has no idea of ​​the sufferings. Even if he knows that life is so beautiful, he can only give up.

Yi Mo touched him.

He was covered with black armor, but he was still dressed as a general, and he could not touch his flesh, only the cold black armor, and the tentacles were cold.

Yi Mo turned sideways and lay with him for a while before taking the blood bead on his chest. The blood-red beads were placed against his skin, as if sleeping in his heart. Just like those years and years, he held the drunk snake and quietly placed it on his heart at night. It was as if he was paying back the debts of the first life, and it was like telling the love of the second life. But he could only quietly.

Yi Mo used a magic method to break the blood beads and saw that wisp of ghost.

One soul and one spirit, but in the closed dark tomb, he looked at the person in front of him, as if saying: You are here.

Yi Mo condensed his soul to avoid dissipation, and looked at him and said, "I'll take you back."

As he said that, he raised his hand to stroke his face, but the tentacles were empty, his heart trembled for a moment, and Yi Mo said, "I'll take you home."

The soul condensed into a small beam of light following his words and hid into his palm - I will go home with you.

The sky is vast and the earth is vast, so we go home.

When he returned to the courtyard in the middle of the mountain, the old fairy was already waiting there, Xu Mingshi and Shen Jue were both there. Yi Mo stood at the gate of the courtyard and quietly glanced at them. Over the years, there were only these people involved with him.

However, there is only one who wants to be together for a different journey.

When the old immortal saw him coming, he put his soul and spirit in a porcelain bottle. When he turned around and was about to enter the room to cast spells, he couldn't help saying, "Little snake, the shemale demon has different paths, why bother force it?"

Yi Mo looked at his back and said, "I want someone to accompany you." He wanted someone to join hands, watch the sunset in Cangshan, see the starry sky before dawn, and see the joys and sorrows of the world. Instead of being alone.

I've been alone with the world, for too long.

Until I met the weak scholar, with a gentle look and a nervous expression, I said seriously and solemnly: We will be together, is it good?

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

Lao Xian paused, stopped talking, and tightened the porcelain bottle and entered the house.

On the couch inside the room, Liu Yan had already been slept with a deep sleep. His face was elegant and his expression was pleasant.

It is such an ordinary person who made a thousand-year-old snake demon fascinated his mind and gave up his immortal path without regret. The old fairy knew that he had no time to stop it. From the first glance he saw Yi Mo this time, he knew that it was no time to stop it. The eyes of thousands of years of ice had already cracked the gap, and the water flow below gurgled out, dissolved the glacier.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have become a demon from the beginning. For thousands of years, maybe the little snake has long been reincarnated and stayed with this person forever.

Some people will always encounter what they should meet.

The old fairy sighed, calmed down and began to cast spells.

Yi Mo stood outside the house, looking at Shen Jue. Shen Jue had already learned everything from Xu Mingshi, and was sad.

"Father..." Shen Jue called in a low voice.

Yi Mo responded and waited for a moment before saying, "You should take care of yourself afterwards."

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

"Why?" Yimo asked.

"Because I'm reluctant to let it go."

"What are you reluctant to let go?" Yi Mo asked again.

"My relatives." Chen Jue raised his head and looked at him and said, "Dad and father are my relatives. They are people who treat me well at any cost. They don't ask for compensation. There is no reason. So, I'm reluctant to give up."

"You are my relatives," Chen Jue said word by word: "I will leave only if you leave me. If you are there, I will serve you."

Relatives.

Yi Mo squatted down, the father and son looked at each other face to face. After a long time, Yi Mo said, "You are my relative."

He was also a person who did not care about everything he was good to me. Yi Mo held him in his arms, as if he was tired of playing when he was young, and held him in his arms like a dedicated father.

They are all monsters and have no blood relationship, but because of the same person, they have the opportunity to meet, meet and go on blind dates.

You can raise a baby to himself, watch him grow up day by day, recognize more words and understand more principles. You can enjoy his filial piety and accept his service for granted. It seems that everything is ordinary.

But in fact, it is not ordinary.

If it weren't for the person in the house, they would have known each other. Even one day in the future, the snake demon who became an immortal would eliminate the evil wolf demon. But how lucky they were to meet such a human being.

Teach them to learn family affection with their own hands. Even if they have no blood relationship, they are as if they are attached to each other with blood thicker than water.

The man is gone, they rely on each other. The man is reincarnated, and they each commit their own responsibilities.

Just because that person does not treat them as an alien, does not criticize them, but only treats them as ordinary people. Even if both of them are stronger than him, he also gives care and care.

Protect, cherish, love and do your best.

Chen Jue suppressed and sobbed, as if he was still the child who could act wildly and spoiled. Yi Mo stroked the back of his neck and comforted him silently.

It’s a bright sunny day and the fragrance of flowers in the breeze.

In the room, Liu Yan was awake.

It is like a big dream, the ignorance of the world when it was born, the past is hard shells, shaking off the dust and reaching the soul.

Liu Yan woke up.

He woke up, but did not get up, and just lay on the bed, with his eyes as dark as paint, and he was stunned. The old fairy stood beside him, without saying anything.

After a long time, he slowly stood up, turned his face, looked calmly and calmly at the old fairy and said, "Where is he?"

Apart from that, he said nothing. It seemed that everything was clear and there was no need to say anything. Today, the two families and countries all became a faint wind, disappearing without a trace.

His eyes and soul were only engraved into one person.

The old fairy pointed outside the house.

Liu Yan walked to the door and opened the two wooden doors. With a "creak", the wooden door made a long sound, swaying and opening for two hundred years.

The sun was bright, and golden strands enveloped the man in black robe outside the house, as if a light from God was given. Yi Mo in the light and shadow raised his face and met the sight.

The eyes collided in a daze, like the transition between day and night, and the illusions arose, and more than two hundred years of twists and turns, floating in front of you.

However, each other's eyes are clear and without any impurities, you can get the bottom of it at a glance.

Liu Yan stood by the door and walked over step by step for a long time. When he walked to him, Yi Mo reached out and hugged him into his arms, as if he had embraced his life.

No one speaks. No need to speak.

There is no need to say anything about the ups and downs of the world, fame, fortune, struggle, and confusion.

Just hug each other like this, breathe the breath of the other person's body, listen to the other person's heartbeat, and use your eyes to express your likes.

--I like you.

I don’t know who said this, but just this sentence, the cold cold that once dreamed was reincarnated into warm spring.

"We'll get married," Liu Yan said, slid his fingers down his back and grabbed the hand on his waist, "We'll get married."

Yimo said: "Okay."

I held my hands tightly in my palm and clenched my fingers, as if I wanted to go all the way to the end of the world.

The Hongzhuxi Hall was ready, and the old immortal stayed.

Xu Mingshi covered his eyes and choked and said, "I'm here to take charge of the marriage."

Liu Yan held his hand and knelt on the cushion: "Shen Qingxuan has become a bone, Ji Jiu has been buried in the wooden coffin forever. In this life, there is no family, country and the world."

Liu Yan said slowly, smiling at him with his side eyes: "Only your Liu Yan."

Yi Mo said: "Okay." His eyes were gentle and he knelt solemnly beside him.

It is the first time he has been kneeling down in his life to bend his knees and ignore gods and Buddhas.

Xu Mingshi curled his tears and shouted, "Word of heaven and earth..." The crying sound could not be suppressed, almost turned into a tremolo.

The two kneeling looked at each other and smiled, bowed to the heaven and earth, and bowed solemnly.
Chapter completed!