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Outside the Jiuchongtian Fanlu Lake, two children passed by with a fruit plate, one white and one purple, whispering to each other.

The white-clothed fairy boy looked left and right to see if there was no one there, lowered his voice, and winked at the people beside him, "Hey, did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

"Ao Yuan Longjun and the princess are about to dissolve their engagement!"

"Ah? Hasn't this matter been said for more than 100 years, and the Emperor of Heaven has never agreed?"

"Yes! I also overheard it a few days ago when I passed by the Marriage Department. After so many years, the Heavenly Emperor finally let go. Fortunately, the princess is still locked up in the spirit locker, otherwise I might make trouble."

"Hey, I should have agreed a long time ago," the purple-clothed fairy boy sighed softly, "It's a pity that Mr. Buzhou has waited for so many years."

The fairy boy in white immediately shook his head, "No, the Tiger is waiting for a mortal, not the Dragon Lord."

"It's said that it's not the Dragon Lord, but after all, it's the Dragon Lord's soul. How come these three souls and seven souls are not all the same person, can they be seen separately?"

"Hey, you don't understand..."

The children walked away.

Behind the glazed flower garden by the lake, two figures were playing chess facing each other. The children thought they had lowered their voices, but they didn't know that everything they said fell into the ears of outsiders.

Nan Ling fell down, stroked his growing beard, and asked the person opposite, "The Emperor of Heaven really agreed?"

"En." Tianchen responded.

Nan Ling wondered: "Ao Yuan has to come up once a month, and every time he is rejected by the Emperor of Heaven, why did he suddenly agree?"

Tianchen ate one of his sunspots, and said calmly: "Everything has its own will."

The corner of Nan Ling's mouth twitched, "It's God's will! You've been talking about it for 130 years, but you haven't seen God do anything good. Ying Zhou has slept for so long, what happened to him, what happened to the spirit fetus, you refused to tell me a word. I, it’s a waste of me to be by your side every day.”

For more than 100 years, no matter how he asked, how he tried, Tianchen was always unwilling to say a word. Rao Nan Ling has such a good temper, his patience has run out.It's no wonder that neither Ao Yuan nor Tian Chen was in the top ten in the "want to marry list" in the past few years. The former is scum, and the latter is cold. They are indeed not a good match.

On the other hand, Ying Zhou, who moved his hand once with the Emperor of Heaven, almost lost his mind and soul, sank into the Buzhou Ice Lake and slept peacefully for so many years, but he has been ranked first in the list ever since.The female fairies wanted to marry him because of his deep love for being able to fight against the Emperor of Heaven and shatter the mountains and rivers. The male fairies never forgot the fragile back of him when he left Jiuchongtian. He was advised that the marriage contract between Lord Long and the Princess must never be terminated, that the words must be kept, the two dragons and the phoenix are a match made in heaven, and so on.

Everyone tacitly agrees, no matter how gorgeous the rhetoric of the remonstrance is, the essential ideas are very consistent. In short, you must not give the Dragon Lord a chance to regret it. Such a good tiger must belong to everyone, and the Dragon Lord is too scumbag Without him, it is very reasonable to match Princess Chaoling.

Thinking of this, Nan Ling couldn't help but sigh again, "Now that the matter has come to an end, what's the use of him calling off the engagement?"

As he thought about it, Tianchen on the opposite side seemed to have never heard of it, so he played the chess calmly, and swallowed Nanling into pieces in the blink of an eye.

"You..." Nan Ling finally came back to his senses. Seeing that the game had been defeated, he simply threw the chess basket, "I'm afraid of you! I won't play any more."

He said he got up and was about to leave, but suddenly he heard Tianchen calmly say behind him: "The barrier in the world can't last long, and Lord Long voluntarily draws the dragon's bone to strengthen it. The only condition is that he divorces Princess Chaoling."

"..." Nan Ling staggered and said in surprise, "Putting the keel?!"

If a dragon has drawn its keel, can it still live?

Tianchen didn't look at him, he waved his sleeves, and all the chess pieces fell into the basket in the blink of an eye, looking at the mild but indifferent face with no expression at all, as if what he said was just an ordinary thing, "He doesn't want to If I go down to earth again and don’t want to be the emperor, there is no other way.”

Nan Ling stared at him for a long time, so long that he felt blessed and enlightened, and suddenly understood something.

Tianchen is rigid and rigorous, and never takes the initiative to mention anyone, but at this moment he said such an important thing, it must not be just a small talk——

He slapped his forehead suddenly, "I see! Thank you, thank you! Thank you, Siming!"

Not caring about waiting for Tianchen to respond, Nan Ling left anxiously, walking quickly, only after walking a long distance did she realize that she could ride clouds, and quickly disappeared in front of Tianchen.

When I arrived outside Buzhou Mountain, I happened to meet Fan Ye who came out after delivering the blood. When I met him on weekdays, Nan Ling would stop to say hello, but today he was too anxious, and he didn't even give Fan Ye a look, and he was left behind in a hurry Shanbinghu saw Xibei who was going to cook for Lou Henai, and said with a smile, "Northwest, come, let me talk to you."

After responding to Zhou Chenhu, they cut off contact with Jiuchongtian, only Nanling Xianjun would visit him from time to time, although Northwest didn't know why, but still respected him and saluted him: "Xianjun, please tell me. "

Nan Ling stroked his beard and coughed twice, then looked at the frozen lake, and said loudly, "Jun Long and Princess Chaoling have divorced, do you know about this?"

"...I don't know." How could he know?

"Hey, it's so pitiful," Nan Ling pulled him two steps towards the lake, and said with emotion, "In order to cancel the engagement, Mr. Long voluntarily smoked the keel to fill the barrier in the world. Do you think the dragon can still live if he smoked the keel? ? This is for the purpose of retiring the engagement, and you will lose your life!"

"..."

Northwest is inexplicable, so what does it have to do with them?

Seeing that he didn't respond, Nan Ling coughed again, "Mr. Long is the last golden dragon in the world. If the bone is pulled out, wouldn't the dragon clan be extinct?"

"Heh, if you die, you will die. What does it have to do with us?"

Nan Ling and Northwest turned their heads together, and saw Fan Ye, who should have left, had gone back for some reason, walked to their side, and narrowed his silver snake eyes slightly, "What do you mean by coming here to say these words? Are you hoping that he will wake up willing to save Ao Yuan after hearing this?"

Nan Ling: "..." He really thought so, but not for Ao Yuan, but for Ying Zhou.

Seeing his expression, Fan Ye knew he was right, and couldn't help but mocked: "Why should I save him? As long as he has a little heart, it's not my business to come here every day to cut blood."

"Isn't that the Dragon Lord doesn't know..."

Fan Ye looked at him jokingly, "Then why don't you tell him?"

"..."

Nan Ling's beard shook again and again, but finally he chose to shut up.

In fact, from his point of view, just as the little boy in the sky said, the three souls and seven souls are originally one, how can they be taken apart, Xu Boyuan is Ao Yuan, isn't Ao Yuan also Xu Boyuan?

But he is not the person involved, and he doesn't understand these matters of love, and he can't be the master of Ying Zhou. He dare not make his own opinion if he wants to tell Ao Yuan about the spiritual fetus.

After all, if Ao Yuan is really Xu Boyuan, then he really hurt Zhou too deeply, to be honest, he is not worthy.

Nan Ling walked away awkwardly. Before leaving, he glanced at the extremely calm ice lake, hesitating in his heart.

I don't know if he did the right thing, should he be right?Jiu Chongtian's boss ordered him to say those two sentences, obviously to make him come here.

Everyone by the lake has left.

The surface of the lake is quiet and clear, and a little bit of light shines in from outside the barrier through the wind and snow, penetrates the ice layer, lights up the blue water surface, and emits sparkling light.

The lower you go, the less and less light there is until it's pitch black.

Suddenly a golden light flashed in the darkness, nimble as a small fish, swimming lightly at the bottom of the lake.

Through this little light, one can vaguely see a figure at the bottom of the lake, with slightly bluish skin imprinted by the lake water, tightly closed eyes, pale thin lips under the bridge of the nose, and the blood on the white clothes has long been diluted by the lake water, wrapping around his thin body , moving slightly with the water waves.

The golden light swam to the side of his face, leaned forward and tapped lightly on his cold skin.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes intertwined and formed a pair of deep pupils. The bright light on the lake made his pupils shrink, but he did not look away.

Jin Guang leaned against his neck and rubbed back and forth, while he quietly looked at the lake for a long time.

After a long time, he closed his eyes again.

At the same time, click.

There was a light sound from the surface of the lake, and a moment later, the ice layer shattered amidst the sound, and all of them turned into pieces and sank into the lake, refracting countless crystal rays of light, illuminating everything that had been hidden in the darkness for a long time.

Bright as the rising sun, trance like waking up from a big dream.

The author has something to say: Finally, silly Zhou woke up, and I finished writing this week's list, and I must take a day off tomorrow...