Heavy and tough, the snowy wind ruffled his robe, making him shiver.
As soon as you step in, the wind and clouds tremble instantly.
The tips of the fingers that were stretched out towards Emperor Mu immediately showed colorful scars.
Those are traces of light burning darkness.
"Feng..." Seeing this, Qian Yeli immediately took an anxious step forward. The words he wanted to shout out, but he swallowed them deeply.[
He wanted to stop this situation, but...
Smiling, Feng Yun looked at Mu Huang who was approaching her step by step and smiled.
The smile in his eyes and the scars that were beginning to be burned all bloomed together so obviously.
That kind of scene is all moving.
Linjiang was the first to couldn't help it and turned his head away.
Emperor Mo let out a long sigh and shook his head gently.
No matter how deep the love is, it will hurt as much as possible. Who else knows the taste of each emotion better than him.
Smiling, Mu Huang, who was approaching Fengyun step by step, was also smiling.
The eyes that looked at Fengyun were full of tenderness, tenderness, and deep love.
Feng Yun looked at Mu Huang's smile and stretched out his hand to shake Mu Huang's.
Seeing this, Emperor Mu stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab Fengyun's hand.
The hot light and dim darkness immediately stirred up a whirlpool between the two of them, as cruel as a knife.
Feng Yun's entire arm was covered in scars in an instant.
But he still insisted on reaching out.
Seeing this, Ya Fei on the side closed his eyes tightly and waved his sleeves between the two of them.
Immediately, a soft ray of light enveloped Emperor Mu, isolating the powerful spiritual power of Holy Light Dance from Emperor Mu as much as possible from his light.
There is no separation between thousands of rivers and mountains, no separation between heaven and earth.
Just one step away, just one trace between palms.
The two hands seemed to have traveled through the next life and this life, tightly, tightly, holding together.[
"Huh..." Feng Yun breathed out softly.
The light flowing in his eyes was almost like the bright moon and stars, dazzling everyone's eyes.
"Hold your hand and grow old together with me." Mu Huang held Feng Yun's hand, looked at Feng Yun and said softly, then half-knelt in front of the bed, lowered his head and kissed the back of Feng Yun's hand gently.