Although the Fuji Yuan Flower and the Soul Leaving Flower are useful, they have little effect.

But Ling Xuanyou and Su Youmiao didn't care anymore.

They have been together for countless years, and the passage of time no longer matters.

The little cub of Xuanjiu has also grown up and has become a handsome and gentlemanly young man, and he has not seen the liveliness and cuteness of his childhood.

He was extremely talented and immortal, and countless people were fascinated by him, but he never moved his heart and was always by his father and father's side.

Over the years, because Ling Xuanyou and Su Youmiao had not accepted apprentices, he simply accepted apprentices on behalf of his father and cultivated the next Immortal Monarch and Demon Monarch.

In his deep eyes, he had already seen many things clearly.

He vaguely sensed what was sealed in his body, but he didn't pay attention to it, because he knew that now was not the time.

He also knew that his father's body was indeed damaged at the source, and there was no possibility of healing in this life.

But it doesn't matter, they've long accepted it.

Time will decide the rest.

I don't know how long it took, so long that Ling Xuanyou's two masters left one after another, and they were still together.

On this day, Ling Xuanyou deliberately sent out his dreams.

He looked at the young man in front of him and sighed: "Sit down, don't stand."

Xuan Jiu sat down on the edge of the bed.

Ling Xuanyou looked at him for a while before he said, "My time has come to an end.

Xuanjiu's eyes twitched, and he lowered his head slightly.

Ling Xuanyou smiled, smiling extremely happily: "I have been with Ah You for so many years, and I am also content." People will die eventually, even if it is you and me, so there is no need to be sad.

"It's just a pity that I didn't stay with him for a little longer.

"Ah Jiu, from now on, you will have to walk this road alone.

Xuan Jiu suddenly grabbed his wrist, probed his breath, and found that his body had already run out of oil.

He choked up: "Father..."Ling

Xuanyu looked at him gently, like an eternally loving father watching his thriving child, full of reluctance and joy.

What happened to his own body, he knew very well that if it weren't for Ah You's presence, his spirit would have been unable to support him to continue to live.

Xuan Jiu wanted to catch him, but he couldn't.

"Don't be sad, Ah Jiu.

His breath was faint, and he told him not to be sad.

"Get out, it's time for your daddy to come back.

Xuan Jiu didn't know how he got out, he just felt that the sky was shattered at that moment.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Su Youmiao standing in front of him, looking calm.

He whispered, "Daddy, Father is waiting for you inside."

Su Youyu glanced at him lightly and walked in.

Standing outside in a daze.

As soon as Ling Xuanyou saw him, he got up and led him to sit on the bed, "Ah You, I have prepared a gift for you."

Su Yu tilted his head: "What gift?"

"Look. "

Ling Xuanyou had a delicate flower on the palm of his hand, and the branches of the flower were full of thorns.

It was a rose.

The implication is that I love you.

Su Youmiao took the flower and looked at him quietly with raised eyes.

Ling Xuanyou smiled softly, hugged him into his arms, buried his head in his neck socket, and closed his eyes.

Su Youmiao held the flower in one hand and touched his head with the other.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

After a while, Ling Xuanyou raised his head: "Ah You, do you know the flower language of roses?"

"It seems that over the years, I have said many times that I love you, and I don't know if you are tired of listening, but whether you are tired of listening or not, I want to say it. "

I love you.

"That's probably the last time I'll say it.

Su Youmiao shook his head: "It won't be annoying, never."

Ling Xuanyou reached out and stroked his face, and ran his eyebrows, eyes, and cheeks inch by inch with his knuckles, as if to remember him in his heart.

As she had done countless times in the past, she rested her head lightly on his chest and felt his heartbeat.

He heard that the powerful heartbeat was weakening little by little, and the already shattered spirit was on the verge of collapse.

He didn't say anything more, and closed his eyes slightly, as if to go with his heartbeat.

Ling Xuanyou dropped a delicate and dense kiss on his face, with reluctance and affection, but it was so gentle that it was heartbreaking.

"Ah You, I've said countless times that I love you, so what about you, are you willing to say a word to me?"

He never realized that love also needed to be spoken.

Even though they know each other in their hearts, they still want each other to say it.

His heart shuddered, and he realized that he had never realized that he wanted to hear it.

His cognition and feelings about love all come from Ling Xuanyou.

There are some things, Ling Xuanyou said differently, he won't be aware of it.

He held Ling Xuanyou's hand tightly and said softly, "I love you." "

Ah Xuan, I'm sorry, I don't know.

I'm sorry....

I love you.

Ling Xuanyu smiled and hugged him.

"That's good, Ayu.

"Ah You, don't be sad, I've been with you for so long, I'm already very content.

"It's just that maybe when people are dying, they will be cranky, I can't help but think, after I leave, will you miss me?"

She leaned into his arms and listened to his babbling words.

"Ah-you, do you miss me?"

he replied softly, "Yes."

"Ah You, I'm a little tired, I want to rest for a while..."

I don't know how long I leaned on his arms, but I got up and put him on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and held his hand, motionless.

That's when the system came in.

[Host, you have completed the ultimate mission. [

May I ask if the host wants to leave the plane?]

It looked at the blank and gloomy expression, and for a moment it didn't know what he was thinking.

I sat like this all night.

On the second day, he suddenly woke up and said to the system, "Let's go."

Before leaving, he rested his head on Ling Xuanyou's hand and left peacefully.

Life is the same, death is the same hole.

Xuanjiu, who had been waiting outside the palace all night, noticed something breaking into the door, and saw such a scene.

He was speechless.

After a long time, he covered his eyes and cried.

On a piece of paper held in Su Youmiao's hand, there were these two sentences.

- Ah Jiu, don't be sad.

- We will meet again.

After Xuanjiu cried, he calmly collected the bodies for them, buried them in the Demon Yuan Palace, and let them sleep together forever.

But what he didn't see was that soon after, the bodies of the two turned into golden spots of light and dissipated into the air.

After he had taken care of everything, he left alone, and no one knew where he had gone.

The entire Cangze Continent ushered in a new Immortal Monarch and a Demon Monarch at the same time.

But the story of the Immortal Monarch and the Demon Monarch has been passed down forever.

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