"Lord Ji Yue, Hua Xi is also in the God Realm. She may leave with the Gods." Chen Xiang said anxiously.
Ji Yue was silent for a moment, then smiled calmly: "It's really good to be independent from the world."
"But..." Chen Xiang wanted to say something else, but Ji Yue raised her hand to interrupt.
He raised his hand and took out a heavy black ancient sword from the Wu Na Talisman.
"The Demon-Slaying Divine Sword!" Chenxiang exclaimed. It turns out that the Demon-Slaying Divine Sword is with Master Ji Yue!
It is said that in the divine world, if one is not recognized by the Demon-Slaying Divine Sword, one is not qualified to ascend the throne of the God King.
"Although this sword has no spirituality, it still belongs to the God Realm. If you send it to it, consider it a gift from the Demon Realm."
Chenxiang held the Demon-Slaying Divine Sword in both hands, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Lord Ji Yue, are you really not going to see her?"
"Ten lifetimes of love have passed, and one lifetime of love has been destroyed. She and I will never have anything to do with each other again."
"But love may be earned by oneself." Chen Xiang insisted.
"You don't understand." Ji Yue smiled faintly, like a red plum blossom that would never bloom on a branch. The person she liked was not him, so why couldn't she even keep her final dignity?
He just didn't want to disturb her or embarrass her.
From the moment he regained his memory, he knew he had lost.
Even if Chongxi had not ruined the love of that life, they would not have lasted forever.
So he... chose to leave her and pretended not to care about her.
Being entangled will only make both people suffer.
There was only Chongxi in her heart from beginning to end.
"Go quickly." He said to Chenxiang, hoping that he would not be too persistent.
Chenxiang knew that he had made up his mind, so he had no choice but to leave with the Demon-Slaying Sword in hand.
Before leaving, he left the oil-paper umbrella behind and set up a barrier over his head.
Ji Yue, on the other hand, smiled and took off the paper umbrella, gently put it aside, and continued to pour herself a drink.
"Sir, don't you even go to see her for the last time?"
Hongxing, who was lying in the urn in the Wu Na Talisman, would often come out and talk to him.
Ji Yue drank in silence, as was the case sometimes, he didn't like to talk, and he didn't like to talk to her.
However, he did not drive her away. Occasionally she would say a lot and he would ignore her, but he would not stop her.
Hongxing thought to herself: Maybe, he is just too lonely...
Wouldn't it be different if she was chattering next to her when there was no one around?
But now she gradually understands that he will keep her by his side, perhaps because she is a ray of soul in that person.
That strand, forcibly separated by Chongxi, would love his soul.
He kept her, just because he didn't want to cut off the last trace of connection with that person.
Keeping her would prove that love in that life did indeed exist and was not a delusion on his part.
Hongxing was used to talking to herself next to him, so after he didn't answer her, she continued talking.
"Sir, is the wine so delicious?" Hongxing was puzzled because she had stayed in Qiluo Pavilion for a long time and was trained to drink by the madam.
She also drank various kinds of fine wine, but she felt that the wine was not delicious at all.
It's spicy and choking, I don't understand why so many people like it?
Ji Yue still ignored her.
Hongxing asked again: "Sir, why do you like drinking so much? It's so uncomfortable when you're drunk?"
She really doesn't understand.
She also thought that Ji Yue would not answer her.
But unexpectedly, this time Ji Yue spoke for the first time.
The white jade wine glass touched his lips lightly, and he said with a half-smile: "Because, when you are drunk...dreams are beautiful."
