A long, long time passed.
"Let's go back."
Su Zimo took a deep breath of air and tried his best to reveal a relaxed smile. "We've been out for so long. It's time to go back and take a look."
Ji Yaoxue nodded slightly.
The fox dies in the hills and the fallen leaves return to their roots.
She still had to return to Tianhuang Mainland eventually.
The two of them turned back from the small world and remained silent throughout the journey.
Su Zimo could sense that Ji Yaoxue's life aura was getting weaker and she was on the brink of death.
By the time she arrived at Tianhuang Mainland, she could barely stand with her own strength.
She leaned gently against Su Zimo's side and sensed the familiar aura of this world. She stood silently in a daze and no one knew what she was thinking about.
"Are we going to the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
Su Zimo asked softly.
Ji Yaoxue raised her head and looked at Su Zimo. She smiled and said, "I thought of a good place. Let's go there."
Su Zimo looked at Ji Yaoxue's smile and his heart skipped a beat as he blurted out, "Cang Lang Mountain Range?"
"I knew you would be able to guess it."
Ji Yaoxue smiled faintly.
That was the place where they first met.
"Alright."
Su Zimo nodded and tore through the void with Ji Yaoxue, descending above Cang Lang Mountain Range.
The moment they arrived, Su Zimo changed into a set of green robes with a single thought.
He scanned with his spirit consciousness and quickly found the cave that the two of them had stayed in back then.
It had been thousands of years.
The cave was covered in dust and no one knew how long it had been since someone came here.
Su Zimo's spirit consciousness moved slightly and he waved his sleeves gently, clearing all the dust in the cave before supporting Ji Yaoxue in.
"We're back."
Ji Yaoxue smiled faintly and said softly.
She looked around and an indescribable feeling surged in her heart. She seemed happy but also sad.
Su Zimo felt Ji Yaoxue's body getting heavier and heavier.
Originally, she only needed to lean lightly on his side to stand.
But now, it was already too late.
"You must be tired. Let's rest for a while."
Su Zimo saw Ji Yaoxue's tired face, so he helped her lie down slowly, letting her body lean on his chest.
Ji Yaoxue's face became paler and paler. Her breathing became weaker and weaker, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
Su Zimo hugged her gently and remained silent.
Even though he was the Eternal Wu Huang, even though he was the founder of the Wu Dao, he could only watch as Ji Yaoxue left, unable to do anything.
Ji Yaoxue lowered his head and fell into a daze. His eyes gradually closed.
She felt a deep weariness.
She knew that once she fell asleep, she would never wake up again.
Suddenly.
A drop of scalding water fell on her cheek, waking her up with a start.
Ji Yaoxue opened her eyes once more. There was a glimmer in her eyes and she had more strength in her body. She raised her hand and caressed Su Zimo's cheek gently. "Zimo, you're crying."
Su Zimo's eyes were red as he shook his head slightly.
"I don't want to sleep. Zimo, talk to me." “
Ji Yaoxue's gaze was gentle as she said softly.
"Alright."
Su Zimo spoke with a choked voice.
"Zimo, you don't have to be too sad. Everyone has their own fate and you can't force it. After I die, just bury me here. "
"You and I are not fated in this lifetime. But I'm already satisfied to have you by my side for a thousand years."
"I know that even if everyone forgets about me, there will still be someone in this world who misses me and cares about me. I'm very happy."
"I'm happy even if I die …"
Ji Yaoxue smiled as a teardrop shimmered at the corner of her eyes.
"Do you still remember the first time we met?"
Su Zimo endured the pain in his heart and recalled the past. "At that time, I didn't have a spirit root and didn't know anything. I was holding onto the storage bag that I snatched and couldn't open it no matter how hard I tried."
"I remember."
Ji Yaoxue smiled. "You were so stupid back then."
When Su Zimo mentioned the past, Ji Yaoxue became more spirited as well.
Initially, she could still converse with Su Zimo.
However, as time passed by, Su Zimo was the one talking most of the time. She would only reply occasionally and her voice would turn softer.
Gradually, she stopped talking and merely smiled as she looked at Su Zimo with a hint of reluctance and nostalgia in her eyes.
Ji Yaoxue closed her eyes slowly.
In her line of sight, Su Zimo's appearance gradually blurred, leaving only his upright green robes that were etched in her memories forever.
Even if her soul was dissipated and reincarnated, she would never forget it!
Hugging Ji Yaoxue, Su Zimo seemed to have sensed something as he paused for a moment.
He could no longer sense Ji Yaoxue's life aura or hear that gentle voice of hers.
However, he did not dare to look down.
His heart trembled slightly and he felt a lump in his throat. He could not help but take a deep breath and continue talking, as though he hoped that the person in his arms could respond.
Even if it was just a single word, a sigh or Zimo …
Su Zimo murmured to himself for a long time.
However, there was only silence in the cave. Only his voice echoed in the cave.
Su Zimo hugged Ji Yaoxue in a daze. His voice gradually weakened and his expression was dazed as images seemed to flash before his eyes.
"I'm Yao Xue of Azure Frost Sect. Thank you for saving me, fellow Daoist."
That was the first time the two of them met.
"Zimo, I've said that we'll definitely meet again."
At that time, a woman brought the emperor's edict to bestow the title of Prince Yan to Su Zimo. When she walked out of her carriage, she smiled at Su Zimo so brightly that even the heavens seemed to pale in comparison.
"Zimo, how was it?"
In the palace of Great Zhou, the third princess of Great Zhou arrived before him in front of everyone. Turning around gently, her pale yellow dress fluttered as she blinked her bright eyes and smiled like a flower.
"Zimo, today is your death anniversary. I'm here to visit you."
Su Zimo could vaguely hear sobs coming from the Dragon Burial Valley.
"Right now, I'm the Empress of Great Zhou. In the palace and in front of others, I don't dare to cry nor can I cry."
"This is the only place where I can cry without fear. Zimo, you're not allowed to make fun of me."
"Zimo, don't worry. I've already hidden Mr. Su Hong. Unless I die, no one will be able to find him …"
Dragon Burial Valley was an ominous place.
Countless experts had been buried in the past 10,000 years.
Back then, countless living beings avoided it in fear.
However, there was a woman who ignored the dangers and passed through the Great Qian Ruins and the encirclement of countless otherworldly soldiers to pay her respects to him in the Dragon Burial Valley.
The woman stood at the side of the Dragon Burial Valley and talked to herself for an entire day.
For the past 20 years, that was the same day every year.
But now, that woman was lying in his embrace and would never wake up again.
Su Zimo lowered his head slowly and looked over.
Ji Yaoxue lay quietly in his embrace. Her skin was fair and she looked peaceful with a smile on her lips, resembling a young girl in deep sleep.
Instantly, Su Zimo was overwhelmed with grief and tears gushed out.
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