Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

The wind howls, the thunder flickers, just like the end of the world, and the sky and the earth are shrouded in frightening darkness.

There was a smile on the corner of Song Wanyue's mouth, she calmly faced the sky and welcomed the next punishment.

She knew that her Ming Yu would be fine, and everything was worth it.

In the past, because of Ming Yu's departure, she had read many sad poems, but now, the dripping experience finally made her understand what love in the world is.

—— Zhijiao people agree with each other in life and death.

Xiao Mingyu was wrapped and protected by the inner alchemy power of Wanyue. With the roar of the sky thunder, Yueyue's body that had died on the ground dissipated into a ball of light, as if it could sense the master's consciousness, following the light of the inner alchemy Floating in the air together, they turned into shimmering rays of light, wrapping and protecting Xiao Mingyu.

A thunderbolt hit Song Wanyue's body, and without the inner alchemy, she vomited blood, like a large piece of desolate Bana flowers, almost killed her.

She kept clenching her teeth and holding on, not letting her body fall down, let alone kneeling down.

This time, it wasn't just Ninth Master, a kind of Hades looked at Emperor Dongyue unbearably.

Everyone thinks that the gods in the underworld are cruel and gloomy, but they are not. It is not easy to practice. The Emperor Dongyue has been protecting all the living beings in the palace of Hades to practice until Nirvana.

But now, maybe it's Wanyue's repeated breaking of the precept, or maybe it's her performance that made Emperor Dongyue feel cold. His expression has not changed from the beginning to the end. Seeing that another thunder strikes, Song Wanyue will be wiped out, and his tone is still faint: " Thunder Tribulation, continue."

This thunder, rubbing the highest power of purple, is enough to dissipate her on the spot.

Song Wanyue felt the turbulent punishment, she slowly closed her eyes, and whispered softly: "Ming Yu..."

She wanted to turn around and look at her Ming Yu again.

If we say goodbye today, there is really no chance to meet again.

But she was afraid, afraid that Ming Yu would see her like this.

How painful she must be.

And... Brother Nine, Brother Ten, Yueyue...

Sorry.

What Wan Yue owes you, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay it.

At that moment, the cold wind blew up, and Song Wanyue's long skirt was blown up, and she faced the final result sadly and calmly.

In my mind, there are all these fragments of love between Shi and Xiao Mingyu.

She has had enough.

Even if it really doesn't exist, it's good to keep these memories.

The sound of rumbling thunder is right next to my ears.

Song Wanyue endured it with her eyes closed, but she didn't write about the pain she imagined. The breeze brushed her cheeks, not harsh, but even with a hint of gentleness, mixed with a faint lemon fragrance.

She opened her eyes in a daze, looking blankly at everything around her.

There are pale yellow light circles around her, spreading round and round, gentle and delicate like the caress of bright rain protecting her firmly, no matter how fierce and cruel the sky thunder is, it can't hurt her at all .

And the aura that protected and protected her made Song Wanyue tremble all over, making her tears flow. She wanted to look back, but she was afraid that this was just another dream.

Gentle breeze.

A gentle voice sounded beside her ears, "Wan Yue, turn around."

Her whole body was so stiff that Song Wanyue couldn't move at all. Now, the only thing she could move was the tears in her eyes.

One drop, two drops, hit the ground fiercely, splashing a little bit of fluorescent light, like those fireflies that once danced around the two of them, filling the entire sky and driving away the grayness.

Finally, the person behind came over, grabbed her hand, and gently hugged her in his arms.

When she fell into that warm embrace, Song Wanyue couldn't help but burst into tears. She looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, and whispered: "Is it a dream? Mingyu..."

It must be a dream.

Ming Yu's long hair fluttered in front of her, her skin was like water, her eyes were like stars, she was too beautiful to look directly at, there was a doting smile in her eyes that made Song Wanyue sink for several lifetimes, she lowered her head, and gently kissed her face Tears, and on the forehead, the crescent moon is looming.

The gods are still watching all this in the sky.

Except for Emperor Dongyue, one of them counted as one, and their jaws almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, the Xiao Mingyu in front of them is still that mortal who has no power to restrain a chicken.

The fluorescent galaxy is her back, with long hair fluttering, countless stars falling into her eyes, and her lips are bright red like dripping water.

She hugged Song Wanyue, ignoring the gods, and kissed away the tears on her face. Then Xiao Mingyu hugged Song Wanyue's slender waist, jumped up, and sat on the bright moon in the sky.

got windy.

The long skirts of the two were blown up, and the beauty surpassed all dreams.

The crescent moon was like their swing. Xiao Mingyu hugged Song Wanyue with one hand, and slowly touched the blood at the corner of her mouth with the other hand. Following the movements of her fingertips, countless lights around her followed her hand. After that, a bright red round ball is formed.

That was Song Wanyue's inner alchemy, after the catastrophe of the sky thunder, it was so bright red that it was almost about to collapse.

Song Wanyue looked at Xiao Mingyu without blinking, Mingyu smiled softly at her, she raised her head, and with the light blue starlight, a golden inner alchemy slowly rose from her red lips.

When they saw the golden inner alchemy, all the gods were stunned.

The inner alchemy is divided into grades, even the inner alchemy of their Ten Temples of Hades cannot be cultivated to the golden color of Buddha. Xiao Mingyu in front of her is not only not a mortal, but she has already reached the realm of a super god.

The King of Hades from the Ten Palaces was inconceivable, and looked at each other in blank dismay, not to mention Mr. Xu and Po Meng.

And at this moment, Emperor Dongyue finally had a slight smile on his face.

To die and then to live.

She died for her.

She pushes boundaries for her.

Love is more than just making life and death promise each other.

Can create more miracles.

The two inner elixirs have long been familiar with each other's breath, they are intertwined and happily circle around each other.

Gradually, the red inner alchemy infected the opponent's breath, gradually turned golden, and finally exuded a shining light.

And Wanyue looked at Xiao Mingyu blankly, she didn't understand what was going on.

Xiao Mingyu touched her face with one hand and smiled: "Wan Yue, this is not our tenth life."

what?

Song Wanyue was stunned, while Xiao Mingyu flicked his sleeves chicly, the sky seemed to turn into a waterfall and Milky Way, thousands of stars gathered together, vividly interpreting each picture.

That was their first life.

They are the first ones.

——Love doesn't know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.

Perhaps, even Wan Yue herself doesn't remember.

When she was still a mediocre emissary of the underworld, she once went to heaven to practice.

There are many rules in the Heavenly Court, and she herself is not a talkative person. Before she left, the Ninth Brother, who was not the king of Hades at the time, repeatedly explained to her mother-in-law, asking her to be cautious in her words and deeds, to go safely and come back safely, and try to be less than the gods in Tiangong. Talking, each of them didn't know what kind of advanced background it was.

After Song Wanyue went there, she almost didn't look up because her grade was not high. At that time, she often felt like a fool, attending various feasts in heaven.

Watching them get drunk and enjoy the peach wine without any worries.

She may not know.

At that time, Xiao Mingyu, the sole heir of the lord of the Moon Palace, Taiyin Xingjun, was also at a naughty age. She hated the red tape of Tiangong, and hated watching a group of gods chatting about their health every day, but everyone here was trembling because of her identity. I dare not say a word to her.

So, it was very easy for Xiao Mingyu to find the same world-weary Wan Yue.

At that time, they didn't have any representative names because they had no experience.

One was called Song Envoy, and the other was called His Highness Xiao.

It is said that when His Royal Highness Xiao was born, the heavens and the earth were auspicious. Eleven phoenixes soared and danced in the north, southeast and north of the eleven dragons. The heaven of desire, color. It's been a long time.

At that time, Envoy Song was not distracted when drinking, and she was not distracted when anyone said anything to her. His Highness Xiao's ability is extraordinary, not only able to see through the hearts of ordinary little immortals.

She saw the heart of Song Envoy, jumping over one sheep after another, she was still counting seriously:

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

What a wonderful little friend.

His Royal Highness Xiao couldn't give up this opportunity, but because she had been feared by the gods for many years due to her identity, she used a trick to turn herself into a little fairy, the kind of person who pours wine from a wine bottle to someone with the lowest rank. The little fairy who serves people.

Her deception can confuse ordinary gods, but Taiyin Xingjun saw through it at a glance, and the elder Dongyue Emperor beside her shook his head, "Nonsense."

Taiyin Xingjun didn't speak, she looked at Mingyu who was approaching Song Wanyue, moved her fingers slightly, and shook her head as if sighing and embarrassed: "It's finally here."

All the gods have to cross the catastrophe.

Even if Your Highness is noble, the same is true.

Moreover, Taiyin Xingjun had calculated for her a long time ago, the world pays attention to a balance, and her extraordinary birth will also make her suffer more ups and downs and tribulations than others when crossing the catastrophe.

Emperor Dongyue looked at her, moved his eyes, and finally nodded, "I never thought that the moon palace and the underworld have such a fate."

……

When His Royal Highness Xiao met Song Wanyue for the first time, Envoy Song was very cautious and let the little lady pour wine for herself, "Sister, you are not from the Heavenly Palace, are you?"

Envoy Song stared at her. If it weren't for this little Gong'e's red lips and white teeth, and star-like eyes, she would have given her a cold stare, "No, how?"

She hates that people in Tiangong always look superior to others.

His Highness Xiao said happily, "I'm not either, sister." She picked up the flat peach next to her and said, "I'll eat it for you."

Song Envoy: ...

It's really courageous, a little palace lady dares to offer peaches without permission.

Seeing the gazes from all around, Song Envoy was afraid that this little maid who was not very bright would be punished for this, so she dragged her out.

When Song Envoy was on duty in the underworld, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely cold, not like the black-bellied and cunning look of the later period, he was a first-class upright young man.

His Highness Xiao looked at Song Wanyue: "Sister, do you think my rank is low?"

Song Envoy pursed his lips.

His Highness Xiao lowered his head, with tears in his eyes: "I know sister, you are not such a person."

Song Envoy: ...

So successfully deceived.

Unknowingly, His Royal Highness Xiao just stayed by Song Wanyue's side like this. She told Song Envoy that she was the little maid who was in charge of the kitchen in the Heavenly Court. She would steal a peach for her today and a wine tomorrow. The two of them would be in the Heavenly Palace. Chatting and drinking happily in the corner.

Occasionally, when His Royal Highness Xiao drank too much, she would use the clouds to form a soft bed with a crescent moon. She lay on it and talked about the future with Song Envoy: "Sister, I heard from my mother that in the future I will also go down to the mortal world to experience the calamity." , Only if you succeed, will you have a chance to come back."

Song Envoy took a sip of wine and looked at her: "Are you afraid?"

His Highness Xiao shook his head, his cheeks flushed slightly: "No, how could I be afraid?"

After all, she is the heir cultivated by the Moon Palace, isn't she a bit domineering?

"I'm just afraid of being alone. It would be great if my sister could be with me."

His Highness Xiao sighed, Song Envoy looked at her: "My morals are higher than yours."

The implication is that it is difficult for them to meet even if they are descended to the same world.

His Highness Xiao said happily: "Yes, my sister is very powerful, and then she will be able to protect me forever."

Song Envoy: ...

At that time, Ming Yu was far from being as gentle, sensible and intellectual as she is now. She had been protected so well since she was a child, and in the eyes of Song Shishi, she was a little out of her mind.

The envoy of Song Dynasty came to the Heavenly Court for more than three months. On the day of graduation, she brought a pot of fine wine brewed in the underworld for the first time to take the initiative to find Xiao Xian'e who had been with her for a long time.

Who knew that she had visited all the back kitchens in Tianting, and she hadn't seen her Xiao Xian'e. The maid in charge had been taken care of by Master Jiu before, so she always took good care of her. , What does the little Gong'e you speak of look like?"

Envoy Song was a little anxious at the time. She thought that with the child's single-minded mind, it was very likely that he had done something wrong and was punished.

She briefly described Xiao Gong'e's appearance, and in the end, she even used a transformation technique to turn into a cloud that was eight parts like her.

The court lady stared blankly at Song Envoy, and dropped the bowl and chopsticks in her hand, "You...you mean Your Highness?"

Your Highness? ? ?

Your Highness...

The two meet again.

His Highness Xiao, whose identity was exposed, was crying like a bun. She tugged at Song Envoy's sleeve: "Sister, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Song Envoy's complexion turned gray, and he wanted to shake her off, but he couldn't move.

There is a huge gap in divine power.

Envoy Song almost died of anger, "Your Highness, please respect yourself."

"Sister..." His Royal Highness Xiao cried pear blossoms with rain, "I didn't mean to lie to you, I was just very lonely, seeing you at that time...seeing that you were different from all the gods, I—"

Song Envoy's body paused, is it different?How is it different?Could it be that her unrestrained demeanor had fascinated the Lord of the Moon Palace very early on?

His Highness Xiao: "I saw you counting sheep, you are so cute, so I just wanted to get close to you..."

Song Envoy: ...

This little Highness is the only one who can make the cold-faced Song envoy half dead.

The time together is too short.

Seeing that Song Envoy was about to return to the underworld, she felt magnanimous and didn't want to be as knowledgeable as this ignorant little Highness. She took off a jade bracelet from her hand and handed it to her: "Here."

His Highness Xiao wiped his tears and sobbed: "What is this?"

The jade bracelet was dark green and crystal clear, exuding a faint light, and it also carried her aura.

Envoy Song glanced at her, "I'm leaving today."

Speaking of this, His Highness Xiao's tears just stopped flowing down again. The practice of the six realms of beings is like this. They gather because of their origin and part when their fate ends. But she is not reconciled. , will have a name."

Envoy Song nodded, looking at His Highness Xiao with his eyes, and His Highness Xiao looked at her: "May I know your name?"

That... that way she could find her.

Song Envoy originally didn't want to talk to this lying little Highness, but she couldn't help looking at her teary eyes, she put her hands behind her back, looked into the distance and said calmly: "Song Wanyue, my name is Song Wanyue. "

Pulling the moon - holding a touch of moonlight.

His Highness Xiao's heart trembled, and a surge of joy and affection gushed out from the bottom of his heart like spring water.

Song Wanyue didn't dare to look back into her eyes, didn't even dare to ask her if she denied her name, she just turned into a wisp of wind and hurried away when she turned around.

His Royal Highness Xiao stretched out his hand to grab it, but there was only a drop of tear like rain left in his palm.

In the underworld, there are no tears or feelings for life.

And her elder sister gave her the only feeling.

That tear also left Song Wanyue's memory there.

As an envoy from the underworld, she cannot be emotional. She is not afraid of getting hurt, but His Highness.

She was born rich and honored, so she shouldn't experience complex torture.

Wan Yue thought, if she left the memory to her and forgot about her, Your Highness would feel relieved, right?

Behind His Royal Highness Xiao, Taiyin Xingjun, who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, looked at her: "Son, it's time for you to go down to the earth, but you have a name you like?"

His Highness Xiao turned his head, blinked his wet eyes, and said softly, "Xiao Mingyu, my name is Xiao Mingyu."

A drop of rain-like tears in the bright moon remained in Xiao Mingyu's heart like Shougong sand.

Later, when she went down to cross the catastrophe, she didn't care about her own experience, but begged her mother to see Wan Yue's experience.

Knowing that she will experience ten lifetimes of pain, Xiao Mingyu begged her mother for the first time since she was born: "Let me bear it with her."

Taiyin Xingjun frowned: "Nonsense, do you know what this means?"

Xiao Mingyu looked at the palm, the tears left by Wan Yue had long since disappeared, and the jade bracelet on her wrist was still shining faintly: "I know it, mother, please."

……

later.

she went down.

She went to find her sister Wan Yue.

Her final request was also simple.

Life after life, she wants to be Wan Yue's older sister, and she wants to take care of her.

If pain is necessary, she bears it with her.

If one was destined to suffer physical pain, she wanted it to be her.

It hurts endlessly.

Love never dies.

Under the twinkling stars, the bell from the Moon Palace rang slowly.

Xiao Mingyu smiled and looked at Wanyue whose face was full of tears, she stretched out a hand: "Wanyue, would you like to go back to the palace with me?"

Song Wanyue stared at her blankly, "I...I..."

Xiao Mingyu's eyes seemed to be able to see through her, she smiled lightly, and rubbed Song Wanyue's hair: "I know you have regrets about the world, if you like it, I can go back with you."

Song Wanyue pursed her lips, and she turned her head to look at the gods of the underworld who had been watching.

Xiao Mingyu smiled, she held Song Wanyue's chin in both hands, and looked at her with her eyes: "Wanyue, we have gone through eleven lifetimes of love, do you think there is anyone in the world who can stop our marriage?" ?"

As she spoke, she raised her right hand that was interlocked with Wan Yue's ten fingers. At their fingertips, the red thread shining brightly had already tightly connected the two hands.

"I said before, you are my wife." Xiao Mingyu bowed his head, and whispered in Song Wanyue's ear: "We are destined to be destined by heaven."

Otherwise, how could they sneak away from the catastrophe again and again.

Everything is just decided in the dark, it just depends on whether they are persistent enough.

Fortunately, no matter how hard it was, they all endured it.

Thank you Wanyue.

Thank her for never letting go.

She used her life as a shield to protect her, the hardships of the eleventh life, the power of the inner alchemy of Wanyue, and the loyal heart of Yueyue, finally helped her overcome the calamity and super god.

Otherwise, as long as one of them gives up, both of them will fail to cross the tribulation and fall into a fallen god at the same time.

When the two looked at each other, a piece of light jumped up from the ground, and jumped into the air at a high speed, turning into a big dog. It stuck out its tongue, like wind, like clouds, and held the two of them steady. put it on top.

"Little Moon Moon..."

Tears glistened in Song Wanyue's eyes, Xiao Mingyu put his arms around her waist, looked at her with a smile, and the wind blew through her long hair.

Xiao Yueyue raised her head, stuck out her tongue, her eyes were full of happy smiles, her body got bigger, and she carried the two happy people steadily.

Wan Yue looked into her eyes: "Ming Yu... can we be together forever?"

Xiao Mingyu nodded, looked into her eyes with tears welling up in them: "We can be together forever."

Song Wanyue moved her lips: "Aren't we going to separate?"

Xiao Mingyu nodded: "No more separation."

This is heaven and earth.

As long as it is the identity Wan Yue wants.

Lady of the world.

The wife of King Yama of the underworld.

The wife under the Moon Palace.

She can give it to her.

They can finally hold this hand and write down the sentence they want for life and life——hope that people will live forever and share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles away.

Shibuya EndoMay 2021, 5

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