"You have to stay with her until I die."

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Shui Linglong was heartbroken and hid his face and burst into tears.
"I told you I had her in my heart."
Wu Zun’s face was cool and light and said
"Forget me, we can’t have any results."
Xuantianji sighed deeply
"What do you mean?"
Wu Zun, a surprised god, was dragged away by Shui Linglong.
"My heart is dead."
Xuantianji swept Wu Zun God with a sad smile and said
"I know you’re worried about my father’s side, and I’m sure I’ll marry you when I ascend the throne."
Wu Zun said with a firm face
"I’m a dancer, and you’re the emperor of heaven. It’s not worth it. When I was in the abyss for a while, I figured out that water is the best for you. Don’t let her down."
XuanTianJi finish turned and floated into the temple.
"Tian Ji, listen to me."
Wu Zun was in a hurry to push the water exquisite to the ground and quickly walked to the temple. As soon as he arrived at the temple door, he was intercepted by a quietly emerging light door.
Xuantianji Temple looked at the robot door and made a hullabaloo about, and Wu Zun shook his head and went in.
Outside the temple, the weeping was mixed with the screaming of Wu Zun, echoing the whole falling city.
GuHui walked over and lifted the water exquisite first, and then patted Wu Zun’s shoulder to show comfort.
"Feelings can’t be forced," said Gu Hui.
A string of tears, like exquisite pearls, flowed to wet the ground.
Now that she has finally lost sight of this person, Reagan did not have her decisive eyes to let her know that she is fundamental.
Maybe he didn’t like himself from the beginning, so consider it a dream and let it fade away, but do you really give up in your heart? “
Who can know the pain like a knife in my heart?
"whoops"
Exquisite and painful breathing reminds me to enlarge and cry again.
Wu Zun’s expression is indifferent and he doesn’t look at her. Holding the light door with both hands is all hopeful.
Gu Huili dared not go away for fear of any accident.
In this way, after three days, Linglong finally stopped crying and dried his tears, Qiao’s face never smiled as cold as before.
Wu Zun God sighed with a clap of light, and his handsome face grew a little more vicissitudes, and a pinch of gold beard showed a sense of majesty.
Three days is like three years, thirty years and three hundred years.
The past is like a passing cloud, passing by one by one and never coming back.
When I first met her 300 years ago, it was a sacred banquet in Yaochi. It was as shocking as a heavenly palace dance, and the dancing figure came into my mind at that moment.
The second time I saw her, she was picking a hundred thousand-year-old fairy grass by the bank of the falling star. When I opened my eyes, I found it lying in his arms.
"Thank you."
Gently break away from his arms and her jade-like face flushed together.
"Wu Zunci Yaochi has seen the fairy dance until now."
He introduced himself in a panic.
"My name is Xuan Tianji. Thank you for your note."
She smiled gently and flew away like a colorful butterfly.
When I saw her for the third time, they stood side by side on the moon platform and looked at the moon as big as a disc.
"I am a dancer and you are the future king of the immortal emperor. Will the immortal emperor object?"
Xuantianji looked up as beautiful as the moon and looked at him faintly and said
"I have you in my heart. If you don’t marry, I will marry you even if the immortal emperor doesn’t promise me."
He caressed her hair and said firmly
"so touched"
She whispered a few words into his arms.
In the next few days, sometimes they come to the moon platform to watch the rising full moon together.
But it was soon discovered by the Jade Emperor.
The Emperor of Heaven was hanging out with a dancer, and the Jade Emperor was furious and cut off the two men from urging him to practice magic. He was sent to Mifeng and would not come back unless the thunder tactic was great.
She concentrates on Hua Qiong Palace and practices palace dancing, and is not allowed to step out of Tianmen.
Three hundred years later, the thunder tactic cultivated Dacheng. When he got out of Mifeng and was ready to return to heaven, he saw a woman coming rapidly from a distance, followed by a Taoist with a red face and a dead branch in his hand.
Seeing Ling Lizhong, his daughter called for help.
Seeing the woman’s blood-stained and shaky, the road flyover stopped him without saying a word.
"Let her go"
Sound-cooled ice
"I know who it is. It turns out that the immortal emperor lost his respect."
Road flyover stopped to look for a moment, and when his face became busy, he gave a gift.
"Do you recognize me?"
"I met once a thousand years ago."
Road flyover said
"Now that you know her, let her go."
A finger behind the woman said
"Since you are too open-minded and ignorant, you should ignore her."