I will marry you in a thousand years.-Chapter 99: The Old Man in the Mountain (Vlll)

Fei Yunxiao's eyes were bloodshot because of being pinched by Yayu, but his eyes were curved, he was smiling, he actually looked at Yayu and smiled gently.

"Why are you still laughing? Cry, cry for me, or I will pinch your leg bones into pieces, and see if you can still laugh then." Yayu was already furious.

"Brother, have you had enough trouble?" A woman's crisp voice came from behind Yayu.

Yayu was stunned, this voice has been lingering in his ears for more than ten years. He misses the owner of this voice all the time. However, the word "brother" made Yayu feel like he was in an ice cave, because these two words did not carry any emotion at all, as if she was politely greeting a stranger. Yayu twisted his neck stiffly and tried hard to see the woman behind him.

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She was still the same as the little junior sister in his memory, wearing simple and elegant clothes, as graceful as a fairy. Although a few crow's feet could be seen at the corners of her eyes, her eyes were still so lively and agile, charming and soul-stirring. She was Su Fengzhen, the purple fairy that Yayu had been thinking about day and night.

Su Fengzhen didn't even glance at him, and walked straight to Fei Yunxiao. She gently touched Yayu's hand, and Yayu's hand fell down weakly as if it was cast by magic, and Yayu also collapsed on the ground.

Su Fengzhen rubbed Fei Yunxiao's purple neck with heartache and said, "Does it hurt?"

Fei Yunxiao looked at her with infinite affection and said, "You are here?"

Su Fengzhen's eyes turned red and said, "But you are leaving."

Fei Yunxiao said, "Life and death are determined by fate. It is destined by God. I am very satisfied to be your husband and wife for sixteen years."

Su Fengzhen said, "But I am not satisfied. I want you to accompany me for thirty-two years, sixty-four years, and for all eternity. Never separate."

Fei Yunxiao stroked Su Fengzhen's cheek with trembling hands and said, "You are still as crazy as you were sixteen years ago. I am leaving, and the only thing I am worried about is It's you. No matter what, you must live well and live happily. "Then, he pointed at Hao Zhen lying on the ground, "He is my new disciple. If you have time, teach him a few more moves. Anyway, you are familiar with my martial arts and internal skills. The martial arts passed down by the ancestors cannot be destroyed in my hands." The two of them chatted affectionately without paying attention to others. As Ya Yu watched, his eyes suddenly dimmed. He stood up weakly and muttered: "Nine pieces of loom, once proud to throw wild words, but now happy to laugh and waste old age. When I was young, I had no choice but to give up. I hate this thing." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. Su Fengzhen didn't really have no feelings for Ya Yu, but over the years, Ya Yu had done too many things that hurt the world, so she had to harden her heart. As soon as Yayu died, her emotions that had been pent up for many years burst out all at once, and two lines of tears flowed down her jade-like face uncontrollably. She gently stroked Yayu's eyelids, closed his eyes, and said, "Brother, I am not blessed with your feelings in this life. I can only repay you in the next life."

Fei Yunxiao looked at Yayu with compassion and said, "I didn't expect that our lifelong grievances would end like this. It turns out that only death can free us."

After saying that, he sighed and said, "This life is too tiring, and I should take a break."

Su Fengzhen gently took Fei Yunxiao's head into her arms, sat quietly, and said softly, "Go to sleep." She hummed softly, gently and melodiously, without a trace of sadness.

It was the evening of the fourth day of the New Year, and there was almost no moonlight in the sky.

Hao Zhen looked at the small window on the wall and fell into a deep sleep.