As the empress who breaks off her engagement at the beginning, I choose the evil little black lotus.

This seems to be the last year of this reincarnation.

Su Yan and Liu Zhenzhen were still walking in the sea of ​​flowers one behind the other.

"Hey."

At this time, Su Yan, who was walking in front, suddenly felt Liu Zhenzhen behind him pat his shoulder.

Su Yan did not look back.

His eyes were still wandering among the numerous butterfly flowers.

Recently, I can’t say recently!

I don’t know when.

He discovered that among the moon-white butterfly flowers, some other colors gradually appeared.

Yellow, pink, three colors, five colors.

From sporadic to small pieces.

Su Yan really couldn't remember when it started.

He only vaguely remembered that in the reincarnation a long time ago, this sea of ​​flowers seemed to be just a pure moon-white color from beginning to end.

Of course, this may also be because it was too long ago and his memory was biased.

When the length of memory approaches five million years, any deviation is possible.

But this hope eventually became a beam of light shining into his chaotic world.

Since flowers of other colors have begun to bloom in the sea of ​​flowers, one day, the red color will bloom again.

"Hey."

At this time, Liu Zhenzhen, who was behind him, patted him again.

Su Yan was a little annoyed. He knew that as long as Liu Zhenzhen didn't look back, she would keep filming him.

Therefore, Su Yan still frowned and turned around. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, the sound that had not yet come out was stuck in Mo's throat.

But he saw a small red flower lying in Liu Zhenzhen's open palm.

The object that he had been searching for for five million years suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, making Su Yan freeze in place for a moment, like a sculpture.

I don't know how long it took before I heard him say quietly: "Were all those red butterflies in the past broken by you?"

He should have thought of it earlier, since it was the same mental image and the same reincarnation.

If a red butterfly blooms once in the sea of ​​flowers, it will naturally bloom a second time.

The reason why he couldn't see her again after that one glance could only be because it was erased by an invisible hand.

"Yes." Liu Zhenzhen made no secret and nodded generously.

"Then why, now, are you showing it in front of me?" Su Yan took a deep breath and clenched his fists subconsciously. At this moment, his voice was actually trembling.

"You really don't understand?" Liu Zhenzhen lowered her eyes.

In her hands, the red butterfly flower gracefully transformed into a red butterfly.

In Liu Zhenzhen's hands, it stayed for a moment, and finally flew into the sky without any nostalgia.

For a moment, Liu Zhenzhen curled her fingers slightly, as if she wanted to hold it in her palm, but her hand finally dropped, and she just watched it fly away.

Su Yan once said that the red butterfly was where he came from. This should not be forgotten.

And now, Liu Zhenzhen returns the hidden red butterfly to him, which is like saying: Five million years have passed, and I, Xu Qian, have returned to where I came from.

In the canopy of an isolated island in the deep sea, the moonlight shines on the face of the woman in red through the shadows of the trees.

At some point, she burst into tears.

What a dream she had! But it was Su Yan's five million years.

Five million years and ten reincarnations, he finally waited for the day when the flower would transform into a butterfly!

"why?"

In the dream, Su Yan was still asking Liu Zhenzhen.

Liu Zhenzhen pointed to the clusters of colorful butterfly flowers in bloom in the sea of ​​flowers. They looked so out of place in the moon-white sea of ​​flowers: "You have also noticed, these colors are not meant to be used." It should exist.”

"My mental image took shape as early as when the mental image state was perfect. For half a million years, all the butterflies were moon-white. The only exception was really just that one! But it was such a coincidence, You saw it!"

"Do you know what it means when there are changes in your mental image that shouldn't be there?"

Before Su Yan could answer, Liu Zhenzhen said: "This means that the mental image is unstable, and it also means that the foundation of the saint's path has been shaken."

"If this continues, I'm afraid that one day, the butterflies on this east slope will lose their original color. At that time, my cultivation level will at least fall, or at worst, I will sink into the unknown sea."

Su Yan suddenly.

Liu Zhenzhen shook her head and sighed: "Actually, I should have stopped during my second reincarnation. Five million years is not only far longer than your lifetime, it is also longer than my lifetime!"

Liu Zhenzhen looked at Su Yan, her clear eyes filled with rare complexities.

She was born to be immortal, and her lifespan in reality was nearly a million years, which already exceeded that of most Martial Emperors.

Even so, five million years is five times her actual lifespan.

In this way, she has begun to feel lost.

And Su Yan's life is only two hundred years, five million years is twenty-five thousand times his life!

Liu Zhenzhen originally thought that as an immortal with an unlimited lifespan, there should be no one in this world who is better at waiting than her, until she met Su Yan.

Morning fungi don't know Hui Shuo, worms don't know Spring and Autumn.

In ancient times, when there was great spring, eight hundred years was considered spring and eight hundred years was autumn.

Who would have thought that Ignorant Hui Shuo's Chao fungus could survive the big chun tree.

"For five million years, you have been waiting for that butterfly; but I have been waiting for the snow lotus planted by my own hands to bloom around me. But, Su Yan, you have never smiled at me again for millions of years. Today, I returned You Die to you, so you should smile at me too!"

Su Yan: "..."

Su Yan raised the corner of his mouth with difficulty. For some reason, although he was finally freed from the ten reincarnations, there was not much joy in his heart. There was only one kind of sadness in the world of life, like that of a traveler from afar.

He thought, this smile must be ugly.

That was definitely not the way Liu Zhenzhen expected the snow lotus to bloom.

Three months later, when his legs were healed, Su Yan, accompanied by Liu Zhenzhen, went to the junction of Fallen Heaven Realm and Qingling Small Realm.

On the vast grassland, the wind blows the grass low, and there are herds of cattle and sheep.

A big river stretches across the grassland like a jade belt, with capped mountains in the distance.

Su Yan and Liu Zhenzhen were standing by the river.

Back then, he and Shen Xiaoxue came with an army of one million people. The materials for the cross-border ceremony alone consumed half of the national treasury. Now that they returned alone, they only needed eighteen Dingfeng Incense.

Liu Zhenzhen looked at Su Yan and inserted the eighteen pieces of Dingfengxiang on the river bank in a specific array. She handed him the hatchet she had been using and said, "Take this knife with you and let me chop it." With five million years of firewood, your knife skills must have reached the heaven level. It is better to keep a handy knife at hand."

"Thank you." Su Yan looked at the hatchet with its blade full of holes and cracks. He was silent for a moment, then thanked him and put it away.

"I am not a permanent person, so before I leave, I will give you another piece of music."

Su Yan did not light incense immediately, but sat on the river beach and put the piano on his knees.