Ye Luoli's Hades

Du Xifei raised her eyebrows and looked over curiously: "Oh? Prince Water?"

Yan Jue: "Return the power of Lingxi, the power of Lingxi remains, the power of Lingxi, the eight new pavilion masters of Lingxi Pavilion initiated the Lingxi ceremony."

The power that belonged to them emerged from everyone, and the Lingxi Token flew into the air from the box again. The power of the eight of them that appeared on the eight stone statues went towards the token.

"Lingxi Ceremony, the master of Lingxi Pavilion is ordered to swear an oath to keep the Lingxi Pavilion."

The power swept through the Lingxi Pavilion token and slowly returned to the river. The high platform descended: "The Lingxi Pavilion oath has been fulfilled. Congratulations to everyone. From now on, everyone will be the master of Lingxi Pavilion."

Du Xifei nodded: "Yes, we will all be colleagues from now on."

Shui Qingli glanced at Du Xifei who was speaking to her and was speechless: "My sister will come back, and this position will still be hers."

"What~" Du Xifei retracted her hand helplessly: "The power of nature will never be cute again."

Yan Jue: "Lingxi Pavilion swears to abide by the Lingxi Oath. Everything is decided by Lingxi Jue and executed through the Lingxi ceremony. I hope everyone will abide by it."

Hua Ling: "Okay master of ceremonies."

.........

"Ice Crystal Palace..." She raised her hand slightly, and a snowflake quietly fell on her hand.

She slowly walked to her back garden, which was made for her by Yan Jue. Every flower and every piece of ice had a gorgeous color that didn't belong to it.

"Ice is pure and white and does not need to be dyed. The ice flutters like snow crystals. Ice and snow! Cover these splendors that are not yours."

Seeing everything around her recover again and turn into a pure white ice blue, Han Bingjing felt as if she had lost something. She kept walking forward and walked forward until she reached a cliff.

She looked back at everything behind her, the magnificent ice crystal castle, the white snowflakes, everything here seemed to be filled with memories of her and Yan Jue.

After she struggled to jump off the cliff, what appeared now was the scene where he put his hand on the telepathy token again and again.

The strong wind blew her hair away, and the crown that symbolized the great fairy's identity was also swept away by the wind.

.........

After Yan Jue took care of everything, he arrived at the Ice Crystal Castle. He stood at the door for a long time, but still didn't go in: "Ah Bing...you should know that I'm coming, right? I want to see you...but I don't dare to go in, are you angry?" ?”

Yan Jue was talking to himself like this, and suddenly realized something and raised his head suddenly. The only brilliance in the snowfield was that every time the sun shined on the ice crystals, it would emit colorful light. Every time, it was this pure white mountain snow. The only bright color in it.

But why is the castle today only the dead blue of ice?

He thought that Han Bingjing would be angry, but he never thought that she would be so angry.

Yan Jue took a few steps forward and opened the door. As he expected, there was no color even in the castle.

"It's a bit childish, but it seems like something A Bing would do."

He walked inside and came to the main hall where she usually spent the most time. Somewhat unexpectedly, there was no one in the seat.

He walked towards the room again: "Are you going to hide in your room and cry?"

There was no one in the room either.

Yan Jue sighed, now there was only one place left, her back garden, where she often liked to make ice sculptures with her own hands. Whenever he drew something, she would make it and put it in the back garden.

But... there was no one in the back garden.