In two months, Ye Guduo traveled almost every land where the legendary gods appeared, but did not find any trace left by the gods, from the three ancient times to today, it has been too long, hundreds of thousands of years are enough to completely wipe out a trace of qiē, the miracle has turned into nothingness, and the gods have become an ethereal legend.

In the seventh year, the early spring arrived later than in previous years, and everything that had been sleeping for a winter gradually recovered.

This year, Ye Guduo accompanied Hua Ning'er to travel all over the mountains and rivers of the Eastern Regions, Hua Ning'er seemed very happy, not to one place, her eyes were looking far away, trying her best to look at the world, her days are not much, but she is already very satisfied, at least, her dearest people have been by her side over the years, so it's good!

The mountains in the Eastern Regions are very beautiful, and the water is also beautiful, because it is inaccessible, it still retains the most primitive beauty, and the time of the year is not long, but it is enough for the two of them to linger and forget the world.

Yu Chenghong and Donghuang never appeared again, they seemed to have given up, but left the last time to the two of them, the land of the Eastern Regions was covered with the footprints of the two, from east to west, from south to north, every big river, every river, there were once two young figures walking through.

"Duo'er, let's go home!" Hua Ning'er lay quietly in Ye Guduo's arms, and murmured softly.

"Well, go home!" A touch of tenderness flashed on Ye Guduo's face, and he promised softly, it's been more than a year, and it's time to go home.

Ten days later, the two returned to the purple bamboo forest in the west of Fengyu again, and the purple bamboo that had never changed suddenly withered several trees, Hua Ning'er was very distressed, depressed for a long time, and had been holding on to her body to take care of the withered purple bamboo carefully, hoping that it could come back to life.

Half a month later, those purple bamboos still hadn't changed, and Hua Ning'er finally had to give up, looking at the withered purple bamboos in a daze, an incomprehensible light flashed in her eyes.

The seventh year has gradually passed, Hua Ning'er's body seems to have been extremely weak, and there is a trace of fatigue on her beautiful face, and the number of times she listens to Ye Guduo playing the piano is getting less and less, and every time she looks at the latter, the nostalgia in her eyes becomes more and more intense.

At the end of this year, a major event once again occurred in the Central Domain that shook the Five Domains, and the Demon Emperor's former fishing place in the ancient city of the Demon Emperor descended an extreme imperial power, as if the ancient Demon Emperor was revived, and the ups and downs of the Ten Days gradually disappeared, and no one from the outside world could step into the Wind City of the Moon Void Clan, even the other three royal families were turned away.

In the Great Wilderness of the Western Regions, the immortal human emperor ancient corpse suddenly manifested a miracle, descending the imperial power, the world saw it, but still no one dared to take a step, the ferocity of the Great Wilderness has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, when the immortal soldiers flew back, the scene of the blood flowing into a river seems to be still flashing in the hearts of the world, even if three thousand years have passed, no one dares to try again.

At the same time, miracles came in the five domains, and some unborn old monsters trembled in their hearts, and walked out of the cultivation place one by one, watching from a distance, but not taking a step closer, this is the coercion of the way to step into the void, and when it is approaching, the sages of the fairy realm have to bow down, and they are extremely strong.

"What's going on, the ancient way of stepping on the void manifested together, what does it portend!" In the middle domain, the purple spirit exuded an extreme purple flame, like a goddess descending into the world, and a breath from the three ancient times slowly gushed out, and the ups and downs had a striking resemblance to the power of the ancient city of the Demon Emperor and the great wilderness of the Western Regions.

"Why is the way of stepping on the void manifested!" On the edge of the great wilderness of the Eastern Regions, the Eastern Emperor raised his head, his eyes looked into the distance in a daze, his eyes were beating, and the colorful divine light appeared, rushing straight into the sky, dyeing a piece of sky into five colors, the night receded, the bright moon faded, and the entire Central Region was bathed in five colors, vast and magnificent.

"What the hell is going on!" Yu Chenghong stood in a wilderness, the human emperor soldiers flew out, constantly humming, the fairy realm appeared, the small world slowly awakened, and the entire ancient mirror was like a bottomless black hole, absorbing a qiē between heaven and earth, and even the light could not escape.

"Ding!" On the bamboo table, the guqin chirped softly, and Ye Guduo didn't seem to hear it, just quietly stood in front of the bed, looking at the sleeping Hua Ning'er, her pupils were deep, and there was no trace of light, but it was still difficult to hide the endless loneliness.

In the Tianyao Holy Land, an old figure slowly walked from the depths, his face was tired, it looked very difficult to take a step, and there was not the slightest breath emanating from his body, as if he was just an old man who had reached the twilight.

"Hanyan, what happened?" asked the old man calmly, his face full of traces of time, and his eyes could no longer be fully opened, as if he was about to reach the end of his life.

"They, manifested!" Yue Hanyan was dressed in a white palace dress, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, elegant and dusty, so that people could only look up, but they didn't dare to get closer.

"It's been three thousand years, no, it should be said that it started in their time, and this time maybe it can really succeed!" The old man was very tired, looking at the sky and showing a tired smile, as if eternity, imprinted in this heaven and earth......

The eighth year is gradually coming, Hua Ning'er sleeps more and more days, often sleeping for half a month, and every time she wakes up, she seems to have no energy, and her complexion is getting worse and worse, she is very pale, and her beautiful face has long lost its former brilliance.

Ye Guduo became more silent, every time Hua Ning'er was asleep, she would silently stay by the latter's side, not moving, the guqin had been there for three months, except for a time in the middle when Hua Ning'er woke up and asked Ye Guduo to play it for her, it has been placed on the bamboo table, Ye Guduo didn't even look back, and there seemed to be only a shadow left in his eyes that lost his light from eight years ago.

Midsummer is coming, after a heavy rain, the purple bamboo forest has grown new bamboo, Hua Ning'er slowly woke up after sleeping for more than 20 days, looking at the young buds of the purple bamboo pretty face showed a happy smile, smiled very reluctantly, seemed to consume a lot of strength, rare, Hua Ning'er let Ye Guduo help her to the bamboo forest to take a walk.

Ye Guduo did so, put away the sadness on his face, re-hung the faint soft color, and carefully helped Hua Ning'er out of the bamboo house, the road in the bamboo forest seemed to be so long, the two walked for nearly half an hour before they walked in, and they had to stop and rest for a long time every two steps forward, but Hua Ning'er was very happy, with a smile on her face all the time, Ye Guduo's heart was very painful, and the path of less than twenty meters seemed to have become the other side that could never be reached at this moment.

"Ahem!" A violent cough, before approaching the bamboo forest, Hua Ning'er also seemed to have exhausted her last strength, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of her mouth, dripping on the path paved by bamboo leaves, blowing far away with the wind.

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