After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Yuheng embraced Murong Chuxue, gently stroking her back,
"It's okay, it's all over."

Murong Chuxue's eyes were flushed, but her subordinates kept moving.

Thousands of years have passed, and she is no longer the little girl who only knew to follow behind Master on Cangyun Mountain.

She saw at a glance that this was only the remnant soul of the master.

She wanted to revive the master, and now that the remnant soul of the master appeared, the chance of success increased a bit.

But Yuheng was the first to notice her movement, raised his hand to grab her wrist, stroked it with his fingertips, and stopped the bleeding wound.

Murong Chuxue's complexion changed slightly, but at this moment, she was already restrained by Yu Heng.

"Master, let me go."

Today's Daoist Yuheng only has a remnant soul left. Murong Chuxue didn't defend him, but he suddenly made a move, using the soul breath as a magic weapon to bind her, and Murong Chuxue had the strength to break free again, but the soul breath seemed to be scattered. It will also disappear into the world.

Murong Chuxue didn't dare.

So she could only look at Daoist Yuheng, begging him to let go of herself.

Murong Chuxue looked at Daoist Yuheng in front of her, but Yuheng smiled at her, raised his hand and tapped her spiritual power between her eyebrows, and said softly,
"Chuxue, let it go. I'll teach you, follow the Taoist will to enter the country, and cultivate the last step of the Supreme Forgetfulness."

The eyes of Murong Chuxue, who has always shown her coolness, were flushed, and it was the first time that she burst into tears like this,

"I don't, Master, I won't let go, I don't want to let go."

Daoist Yuheng continued to pour Taoism into her sea of ​​consciousness, and Murong Chuxue noticed that her memory was gradually dissipating.

She looked at Daoist Yuheng in front of her, desperately trying to remember this person, and said in a hoarse voice,

"Master, do you want me to forget so much?"

She had just entered the spiritual path back then and didn't know the way of immortality, so she only knew that he practiced the Taishang Wangqing Sword Art, so she blindly followed him to practice swords and Taoism.

But later, she discovered that she couldn't cultivate too much Wangqing at all.

She has affection, she has affection for him.

So, she doesn't want to forget.

Daoist Yuheng smiled at her, raised his hand to touch the top of her hair, and said softly,
"You shouldn't have appeared in this world, Chuxue. To you, everything here is just a big dream. Go home."

Murong Chuxue shook her head, her voice was difficult,
"No, Master, you are wrong, Xuan Yuanzong is my home."

What a big dream?
It was nothing but a nightmare.

And these days in the Cangwu Realm were the life that Murong Chuxue really lived.

She is Murong Chuxue, a disciple of Xuanyuanzong, this will never change.

Even if her spiritual power is exhausted and she dies here, her name will be engraved in Xuan Yuanzong's ancestral hall, under the name of his Daoist Yuheng.

Xuan Yuanzong is her home.

But Yuheng didn't want the person in front of him to die here.

He closed his eyes a little and said,

"Chuxue, stepping out of the Cangwu Realm, your journey to immortality has only just begun. If you cultivate the Dao, one day you may be able to reverse life and death, rewrite the universe, and we will meet again."

"And now, even if you run out of blood and spiritual power, you still won't be able to keep me."

Murong Chuxue listened, her eyes trembled slightly,
"We are serious, can we still meet?"

Yu Heng opened his eyes, his eyes were already clear, he looked at the woman in front of him, and said softly,
"Will do."

Murong Chuxue finally closed her eyes when she heard it, her voice was difficult,
"Okay, I'll go to the upper realm and wait for the day when I reunite with Master."

The third update~