The lost Yuebai ran to Baiyue Cliff. She couldn't accept Yun Qing, who was still smiling and reciting poems by her side. Why did she become Yun Ning when she fell asleep and woke up?

Yuebai was heartbroken at this moment, as if a huge rock pressed his heart tightly.

"Your, you..." Yue Bai called the boy's name over and over again, but how could anyone respond? Yue Bai's eyes were red and repeated humbly.

At this time, a tall and handsome figure slowly appeared, that's right, the Dragon King of Wuxu that had agreed with Yun Qing.

He was still practicing the Red Flame, but he heard that the six flowers were about to bloom, so he hurried back to the tree house.

Because Yun Qing sent news to his soul. If so, he would have to complete the soul-fixing work as soon as possible. At this moment, he was holding Liuchaihua in his hand and came to visit Yuebai.

The girl squatted on the edge of the cliff, trembling slightly.

Wuxu felt a little embarrassed when he looked at Yue Bai like this. Just when Yue Bai was extremely sad, a beautiful bouquet of flowers appeared in front of him.

She sniffed and nodded at Wuxu, "I'm losing my composure, sorry!"

"Your Highness Yue, if Your Highness doesn't dislike you, I will be with you. How about that?"

Yuebai looked up at Wuxu with a comforting expression.

"I just heard about it when I was looking for Taizu. That is the real hall, right?"

"Yeah!" Yue Bai nodded gloomyly.

In fact, when Wuxu saw it, he knew that the man with the same face in front of him was Yun Ning. It was not because of Yun Qing's prompt, but because of his whole body, he looked like a stranger who was not close to him.

Yun Ning had an unquestionable aura in her bones. Even if she stood there talking to Taizu, she still felt superior and superior. It was not arrogance, but the kind of unconcealed pressure from the strong man.

When I see myself, I am not surprised, nor do I deliberately be polite, but just point out the etiquette. This kind of kingly temperament in my bones does not make me hate it, but on the contrary, I will unconsciously convince myself. Maybe this is the Sun God.

Although Yunning is a sun god, he is cold by nature and speaks concisely. He is not a joke and is as calm as water.

Compared to Yun Qing, he is enthusiastic and approachable.

These two brothers are really interesting. You can savor them carefully.

Wuxu quietly accompanied Yuebai on the cliff and looked away. It was not until Yuebai came to his senses that he found that Wuxu King was still by his side.

"I'm sorry, I ignored you."

"Not hindrance, Your Highness Yue, you are so sorry for your affairs. I, my clan, have been blessed by the Supreme God in the gate, and I am very grateful. I feel very guilty for you."

"It has nothing to do with you... you are deeply hurt." Yue Bai responded softly.

"I will go to the human world to find Qinghe Sword soon. What should I do if Your Highness needs to do it for you?"

"You're going to the human world?"

"Yes, I want to find my own Qinghe Sword, which is the key to entering the Holy Mountain."

"Then I'll go together, I'll do some things too." Yuebai looked up at the distance, wondering why she always slept like this for a long time. Now Yun Qing gave herself his soul for her life, so she had to live well for Yun Qing.

"This bouquet of flowers is given to you." Wuxu solemnly stuffed it into Yuebai's hands.

"Hua Ling said she wanted to stay by your side, so I will make my own decision." Wuxu let go of his hand and sighed slightly, and said leisurely: "The six flowers symbolize friendship and unity. I hope that the Holy Sect and the Dragon Clan can relieve their past grudges, complete their mission together, and rebuild a beautiful holy world."

Wuxu took a step forward, stood in front of Yuebai and looked at the vastness under the cliff. Suddenly, he felt very moved, reminding him of a poem written by a poet he liked very much:

“The world is now one of the first ones,

Where is mulberry and hemp in the living people?

Remaining alone in Qianxun Ridge,

Flowers still fly out of the deep summer.

The clouds are dark and the poplars are connected to Mayi,

The sky is surrounded by green tombs and misty dragon sand.

The ancient feelings are endless,

The crows are gone in the sky with the west wind."

After reading this poem slowly, Wuxu slowly looked up at the sky, "His Royal Highness Ye Shen understands the great righteousness. I am really shocked and respectful. I will definitely find out the whole story of the things that happened back then to comfort the spirits of the Holy Sect's disciples in the sky. Especially Lord Ye Shen. In my heart, Yunqing is my best friend."

Yuebai looked up at Wuxu, and Wuxu looked back. Yuebai wanted to see something from the man's dark green eyes, but only endless tenderness and concern.

"Your Highness Yue is willing to accomplish something with me?"

"What's up?"

Wuxu politely held Yuebai's back and took the girl to the silver moon tree by the cliff. "I'm going to make a wooden statue for Lord Ye Shen to keep a souvenir?"

"Okay!" Yuebai nodded.

Wuxu secretly took out the soul-stabilizing stake and turned a soul into a seed. Then he sang silently, and gradually changed a wooden figure in his hand, which became larger and larger, and finally had a height of the same size as Zhen Yunqing.

Yuebai's eyes became even redder, and his little hands trembled and touched Mu Si's face. He felt very heartbroken. She took the seed and put it seriously into the groove in her heart. She felt that the seed and Mu Si were integrated, and it seemed that there was still a little vitality.

Yuebai looked at Mu Si sadly, lowered her head and looked at the position of her chest again. "I ignored you." Her tears blurred her eyes.

"Yes, can you lend your shoulders to your back?" Yue Bai said with his head down, as if he was talking to him.

"Okay," Wuxu approached Yuebai and gently pressed the girl's head against himself with his hands.

"Brother said that putting away sadness and tears, fulfilling his mission is the best reward for Yun Qing," Yue Bai paused and said a little hoarsely, "But, I really can't help it." The girl's tears fell, falling more and more, "I'm really useless. I've dragged him down. It was me who ignored him. It's all my fault... Brother..."

At this moment, Wuxu was very moved. He politely hugged Yuebai into his arms.

"Cry, crying will make you feel better. Yun Qing will understand."

However, not far away, a figure silently watched all this. Seeing Yuebai comforted him, he left.

Yuebai, who had cried for a long time, fell asleep again, but Wuxu quietly picked up Yuebai and let her sleep under the tree and lean against Yun Qing's wooden statue. In this way, Yun Qing could also feel Yuebai.

When Yuebai woke up again, he was wearing the outer cloak of Wuxu, while Wuxu was meditating not far away, guarding himself.

"Thank you!" Yue Bai stood up and returned the clothes to Wuxu. Wuxu put them on his clothes, but the buttons on his chest could not be installed.

"I'll help you." Yue Bai politely opened the button and looked at it. "A pin was bent off." Yue Bai slapped it with his fingers, and then gave it to Wuxu. Take a step back.

"Thank you, Your Highness Yue."

"This is just a trivial matter than you helped me shape Yun Qing's statue." Yue Bai looked at Wuxu gratefully. "It's time to go back."
Chapter completed!