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"You can do it." Chen Yin's tone became a little more serious. "You are the Immortal Yu Ling. You are our big sister."

"You are much stronger than you think."

Yu Ling stared at him with tears in her eyes, unable to utter a word.

"Be good, stop crying."

Chen Yin comforted her gently: "Don't be sad, we will meet again."

Yu Ling's sobbing gradually subsided.

"B-but."

"A thousand years...will I have become an old woman?" she said pitifully.

"By then, I'll be old and ugly, and you'll definitely not want me anymore..."

"How could that be?" Chen Yin ruffled her hair while laughing.

"I'm the same as you. I'm not the type to get bored easily."

"Even if our little Ling'er really becomes an old woman with white hair and no teeth left, and can't chew anything anymore, I will always be by your side."

"At worst, I'll feed you every day."

"No way..." She cried and laughed at the same time, and finally she just timidly muttered: "I don't want to become an ugly old woman."

Chen Yin also smiled and kissed her on the forehead.

The two of them just hugged each other quietly until the snow stopped and the snow was already above their calves.

"...How many days left?" Yu Ling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Three days." Chen Yin said in a low voice.

She stopped talking.

Chen Yin didn't know whether she accepted this matter or not.

But soon, she raised her head.

"Then you are not allowed to go anywhere for the next three days."

"...accompany me." Her eyes were red and she said angrily.

Chen Yin was silent for a moment and nodded.

"it is good."

-

The last three days were like the last madness before the end of the world.

During those three days, the two barely exchanged words. They spent every moment in love.

From the bed in the house, to the bathroom, to the hall, and even to the woods by the stream outside the house.

Their traces were everywhere. Both of them were like greedy little devils, splitting every minute and every second into several parts to enjoy.

During these three days, Yu Ling was much more proactive than usual.

She demanded every part of Chen Yin almost greedily.

Her fingertips stroked every inch of his skin, and her lips remained pressed against his all day, as if she wanted to remember the taste firmly in her mind.

It snowed for three whole days.

The whole area around the house was flooded with whiteness.

That farewell did not end before the end of winter.

Three days later, at the top of Mount Buqi.

Chen Yin stood on the cliff, quietly looking at the scenery below the mountain.

Yu Ling was behind him, with her head lowered, not saying a word.

"Okay, don't be so sad. Be happy."

Chen Yin smiled and said, "The little Ling'er I like is a girl who is stronger than anyone else. Don't always show such a fragile expression."

The corners of Yu Ling's eyes were still red, and her crystal eyes stared at Chen Yin's face, feeling aggrieved and unwilling to speak.

Chen Yin thought about it and walked to her side.

"Before you leave, I have three more gifts for you."

The first one is a token.

The three words "Wanxiang Pavilion" are written on it.

"Didn't you always say that you wanted a place where you could shop for clothes without any restrictions?"

Chen Yin handed the token to her: "This Chamber of Commerce was founded by me and a monk who has a good business sense. It can be regarded as our own Chamber of Commerce."

"From now on, you will be the owner of this Chamber of Commerce."

"...There are still remnants of the Feng family left in the world." He whispered, "It may be harmful to you."

"When necessary, Wanxiang Pavilion will be your help."

"Of course, the most important thing is that in the future, whether you want to wear clothes or drink, there will be places to consume for free." He said with a smile.

Yu Ling took the token silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

The second one is a sword.

Yu Ling was no stranger to it. Chen Yin had used this sword to resist the thirty-day calamity in the realm channel with her.

"Unfortunately, I overused Changming during the thirty-day calamity, and it has been somewhat damaged."

Chen Yin looked at the Changming Sword, whose luster had almost completely dimmed, with indescribable complex emotions in his eyes: "But, it should be useful in the future."

"Even if you don't need it, keep it as a thought."

"See it. Think of it as seeing me."

Yu Ling held the sword and couldn't help feeling like crying.

Chen Yin touched her hair soothingly, then handed her the third gift.

…is a bag of seeds.

"This flower is a unique flower. It's called the Mist Flower."

Chen Yin's eyes softened: "This kind of flower can only grow and bloom in specific places."

"If you don't know where to go after I leave."

"Let's find a place where these flowers can bloom all over the hills."

"When the mist flowers bloom everywhere, that will be the day we meet again."

Yu Ling took the seeds in a daze, and suddenly asked seriously: "Really?"

"You're not lying to me?"

"If I can find a place where these flowers can bloom all over the hills, I can see you again?"

Chen Yin nodded.

"...I'm not lying to you."

That was Chen Yin’s most serious promise.

Yu Ling carefully put the seeds into her arms, fearing that they would be damaged.

Chen Yin also wanted to reach out and touch her hair.

But when he stretched out his hand, he found that his palm had become transparent.

So he slowly lowered his hands, just looked at Yu Ling and smiled.

"……sorry."

"A thousand years must be very difficult to endure."

"If you can't hold on any longer, you can give up."

Yu Ling suddenly shook her head desperately.

"I do not want!"

"Chen Yin! Listen to me!" She watched Chen Yin's figure gradually become transparent, and shouted loudly.

"I promised you! I will wait for you to marry me for a thousand years!"

"I'll keep my promise! I'll wait for you for a thousand years!"

"I will find a place full of mistletoe flowers! That will be our new home!"

"I'll be waiting for you there, don't lie to me, remember to come and marry me!"

Before Chen Yin disappeared, he took a last deep look at Yu Ling.

"it is good."

...I'll wait for you in a thousand years.

The top of Buqi Mountain welcomed the quietest sunset.

On the lonely cliff, Yu Ling stared blankly at the afterglow of the setting sun sinking into the foot of the mountain in the distance.

She suddenly wiped away her tears, and a hint of determination gradually appeared in her eyes.

...Chen Yin.

I'll see you.

As long as I can see you, I will persevere no matter how hard it is.

See you in a thousand years.

-

Mayfly Mountain.

In the square, the Immortal was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Beside him, Mo Cen and Fu You, two little kids, surrounded him with worried looks on their faces.

“…Don’t worry.”

The Immortal Venerable chuckled: "I am just a divine thought. It is almost time for me to use up my power."

"It's just that the mission that the main body left for me before his death, I still haven't figured out how to complete it."

He scratched his head with a headache, and after a moment an idea came to him.

"Oh, how about this."

"Mo Cen, you can set up a large formation here so that all the cultivators who come here in the future will try to comprehend the dual avenues, how about that?"

"If someone passes, he will be a genius as amazing as Brother Chen. Such a person can hope to fight against the guys in the upper realm."

"If someone can reach here but can't pass through... most likely they are poor destiny beings bewitched by the upper realm and unaware of the situation."

"Then let them become the nourishment of the upper world, or become traitors like the Feng family."

"It would be better... to let them stay here forever."

Mo Cen Tuanzi jumped up and down to show that he understood.

Just as the Immortal Master sighed, footsteps suddenly sounded not far away.

The Immortal Lord looked up in surprise, only to see a cold and beautiful figure.

It’s Yu Ling.

"Senior Immortal." As soon as she arrived, she knelt down with great respect.

"Huh? What are you doing here?"

The Immortal Venerable coughed dryly: "Well, let me make it clear in advance. Your boyfriend's disappearance has nothing to do with me. I don't have the ability to bring him back or take you to find him. If you come to me for this matter, it's really Ai Mo--"

"no."

"I came here to ask the Immortal Venerable Senior to protect me."