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"You can change your physical structure just by looking at it?" Jiang Er asked in surprise, "Is it so powerful?"

"Well, this is the power of the Gate of Truth... Besides, I can do more."

An Qingyu leaned over to pick up a piece of gravel from the shoal, shook it gently in his hand, and it turned into a piece of soil in the blink of an eye. A tender bud emerged from the soil, and within seconds, it grew into a blooming flower. white rose.

Looking at this bizarre scene, Jiang Er's mouth opened slightly.

An Qingyu picked up the white rose, and subconsciously wanted to put it on Jiang Er's head, but her fingertips could only pass through nothingness.

His hands paused in the air, and there was a bitterness in his eyes,

"Even if you can turn a stone into gold, so what... I still can't save you."

Seeing this, Jiang Er pursed her lips slightly. She gently touched An Qingyu's head, and said softly: "Didn't we agree to spend this last time happily? You don't mean anything... "

An Qingyu took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and forced a smile from the corners of her mouth.

"It's okay, let's continue... There is still a long way to go, you continue to tell me what you played here when you were young."

An Qingyu turned around and strode out along the Erhai Sea. When he walked a few steps in succession, he found that Jiang Er hadn't followed, and turned his head in doubt:

"Jiang Er?"

Jiang Er suspended in the air in silence, her translucent eyes stared at An Qingyu, and opened her mouth:

"Qingyu...our way, maybe we can only go here."

An Qingyu's pupils shrank slightly.

"you……"

"My time is almost up." Jiang Er slowly raised her hands, her body was already blurred like a frosted mirror, even An Qingyu couldn't see her expression clearly.

An Qingyu's hand holding the white rose kept trembling, his chest heaved violently, he kept forcing himself to calm down, but there was still a tinge of redness in his eyes.

"That's it..." He murmured to himself, and after a moment of silence, he walked straight to Jiang'er.

He took a deep breath and rubbed vigorously on the white rose. The petals curled up into a ball and turned into a crystal clear white ring in the blink of an eye.

An Qingyu squatted down slowly, kneeling on the ground with one leg. He looked at the girl who was gradually disappearing in front of him, solemnly held the ring in his palm, and said word by word:

"I know this sentence, I should have said it long ago, but maybe it is not too late before Cangshan and Erhai witnessed...

Jiang Er, can you marry me? "

The gentle warm wind blew across the sea of ​​clouds in Cangshan Mountain and the lakeside of Erhai Lake. The wind couldn't blow the skirt of the girl ghost, but it disturbed her heart endlessly.

Jiang Er's blurred face changed slightly, she didn't know whether she was crying or laughing, she hooked her fingertips lightly, and the pure white ring floated up with difficulty, and it was emptied around her fingertips.

"Okay." She said softly, "When is the wedding? My groom."

"Just now."

An Qingyu stood up from the ground, he smiled and took Jiang Er's hand, the two turned around, facing the distant towering and misty Cangshan Mountain, and the pure and gentle Erhai Lake, two lines of tears ran across his cheeks, he whispered road:

"Cangshan Mountain is the witness, and Erhai Lake is the matchmaker... Today, I, An Qingyu, and Jiang Er are married. No matter life or death, our hearts will always be together...

One worship, heaven and earth..."

Under the witness of Cangshan Erhai, the two figures bowed slowly.

After a while, the two raised their bodies, and An Qingyu looked at the almost completely transparent Jiang Er, and said hoarsely, "Where is Gao Tang... I have just paid my respects, let's proceed directly to the next step, husband and wife praying to each other, okay? "

"Okay." Jiang Er's voice reached An Qingyu's ears, a little erratic, but from the tone of her voice, she seemed to be smiling,

"Have you heard the rumor?"

"What rumor?"

"When husband and wife pray to each other, whichever side bends lower, it means which side loves deeper."

An Qingyu was taken aback, then smiled lightly and said, "Then I must be lower than you."

"That's not necessarily true. I'm a ghost now, without ligaments!" Jiang Er stuck out his tongue.

An Qingyu took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Husband and wife...worship."

An Qingyu stood facing Jiang Er, he looked at the girl in front of him, and bent down little by little until his forehead almost touched his knees, then he slowly got up.

"I..." An Qingyu was about to say something, but suddenly froze in place.

Under the blue sky and the Erhai Lake, there was already an empty space in front of him.

A pure white ring fell on the shallows, quietly, without making a sound... the same as her departure.

An Qingyu stood there and fell silent.

Whoa-!

A wave gently rolled over the shallows, floating the ring, like a palm, carrying her back to the clear Erhai Lake... just like the love between them, the flower language with the white rose

—pure love.

An Qingyu, whose face was full of tears, stared blankly at this scene. After an unknown amount of time, she murmured to herself:

"I'll take it as if you accepted it...Jiang'er."

The dim yellow sunset was sinking on Cangshan Mountain, and the dark night soaked the earth. In the lonely silence, An Qingyu turned around silently, and walked into the distance.

……

heaven.

"How long have they been gone?"

In front of the Nantian Gate, Guang Chengzi glanced at the dim sky, turned his head and asked.

"It's been an hour and a half." Daoist Taiyi replied.

"No accident happened there?"

"The person sent to secretly protect them responded regularly, and everything should be normal." Taiyi Daoist looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, sighed, and his expression was a little complicated, "It seems that we really misunderstood that child."

"It's about hundreds of millions of living beings in Great Xia, and we're just doing our duty."

"There is still half an hour, and they should be back." Master Taiyi paused, "Are we really going to use that thing?"

"He has been boosted by the Gate of Truth, and it is extremely difficult to be killed. If he wants to completely erase the possibility of [Key of the Gate]'s recovery, and let him die, the only way to use the Immortal Execution Sword Formation... Fortunately, this process will not What pain."

Guang Chengzi glanced back at the center of the heavenly court, and was about to say something, but the eyes of Master Taiyi narrowed slightly:

"They're back."

Outside the Nantian Gate, the dark sea of ​​clouds rolled and sliced ​​apart, and a somersault cloud carrying many figures slowly stopped over the Nantian Gate.

Three crimson figures fell one after another, and An Qingyu walked slowly in front of the Great Xia Gods, her red eyes were as calm as a deep lake.

"[Night Curtain] Deputy Captain An Qingyu, came to die as promised..."