The golden powder passes with the wind, but after the powder is spread, it looks like a flowing golden light curtain.

On the twisted curtain, the past of the two people was reflected under the lights.

Many past events 900 years ago were scattered like flashes of lights. The laughter and romance at that time seemed to be yesterday.

There are 30,000 words in the world, and Yue Bingyun has written them many times over the past nine hundred years.

Every word has nothing to do with Si Xueyi, but the words can be turned into powder, and every light and shadow is like Si Xueyi.

Yue Bingyun's face changed again, and with a sudden grip on his five fingers, all the golden powder disappeared.

Si Xueyi's eyes turned red, and he walked forward without caring about the pain.

"After taking a step forward, I will kill you."

But as soon as he took a step, Yue Bingyun's voice came over coldly, his voice was cold and without any emotion.

Si Xueyi was stunned immediately, but she still walked forward.

But the invisible pressure fell, making his legs feel like they were filled with lead, and it was extremely difficult to lift them.

Si Xueyi said: "Yue Bingyun, do you hate me so much?"

Yue Bingyun's expression was indifferent at this moment, without any emotional fluctuations, and said calmly: "In front of you is one of the ten saints in the world, the only saint of calligraphy in the Pure Land of Tianxu, and the head of the holy courtyard in Longyuan Pavilion. Why do I hate you? Don't say that you are not Si Xueyi, even if you are Si Xueyi, it is just a past event, and I have long forgotten it."

Si Xueyi looked at the other party in disbelief and said, "You are a lie. If you really forgot, why does every word have something to do with me? Am I blind just now?"

Yue Bingyun said coldly: "I have been bottlenecked in the holy realm for many years, but I have just entered the Tao by relying on the past. You won't really think that a relationship can make people remember for nine hundred years, Si Xueyi, don't let me look down on you, get out quickly."

Bang!

Si Xueyi's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He couldn't help but bent down and covered his heart in pain. He looked up and tears of unwillingness surged in his eyes.

He took a step forward with his back, but before his heels fell, the person was swept away.

Puchi!

Si Xueyi hit the bronze gate again, and Yue Bingyun heard a murderous voice, and said coldly: "I said, if you take another step forward, I will kill you."

Rush!

The cold words were like sharp swords filled with coldness, one word was a sword, and the sword pierced Si Xueyi's heart.

He cried bitterly and said loudly: "Then you kill me, kill me!"

Si Xueyi cried and cried, looking up at Yue Bingyun, her lips trembling.

"I know you have been having a hard time in the past nine hundred years. I know, I really know!"

"But I! But I'm not having a good time!"

Si Xueyi's tears flowed out uncontrollably, her handsome face was as pale as paper, and she said in a tearing voice: "I also have grievances that I can't tell, and I also have millions of pains echoing in my heart. Nine hundred years of nightmare can't be eliminated. Do you know how I came from?"

He cried bitterly, his fingers trembling, and he looked up and said, "Yue Bingyun, I was wrong, I was really wrong, you forgive me this time."

The indifference disguised on Yue Bingyun's face showed a trace of flaws, and her hands trembled a hundred times more powerful than Si Xueyi.

Her heartache was so painful that she could not explain it. She looked at Si Xueyi below, and there were millions of heartache hidden deep in her eyes.

She wanted to run down immediately, recognize each other, and tell them everything.

Telling about these nine hundred years of lovesickness.

But she finally held it back and gritted her teeth and said, "King Shura, he died nine hundred years ago. You are not allowed to pretend to be the other party's identity. I will spare you this time, but it will not be the case next time."

Yue Bingyun raised his hand and waved his hand. The bronze gate opened. The moonlight fell from the sky. Si Xueyi flew out of the moonlight.

After he landed, the bronze gate of the Moon Palace slammed and closed tightly, as if it had never opened.
Chapter completed!