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Chapter 1032

Yao Yue's fingers trembled slightly, and she slowly turned her head.

The two looked at each other, and the world was silent at this moment.

Yao Yue's eyes were extremely complicated, her embroidered eyebrows and the moon pattern between her eyebrows twitched unconsciously, and her bright and lively eyes stared at Chen Xun tightly, without blinking.

"...Chen Xun."

"Yeah." Chen Xun swallowed hard, and his indifferent expression became a little unnatural.

"Hahaha..."

Yao Yue suddenly laughed out loud, and her smile was quite bright and lively, "Hahaha..."

The embarrassment in Chen Xun's eyes flashed away, what are you doing in front of this Taoist...

Yao Yue looked at Chen Xun's evasive eyes and asked: "Chen Xun, in all these years, have you met a woman you like? This is the last time, don't lie to me again."

She whispered softly, this is the last time, she has no time.

Just now he asked himself if there was anything unfinished. There really wasn't, but there were some regrets... regrets that could not be filled.

Chen Xun's eyebrows trembled, and he said after a long pause: "Yes."

Yao Yue smiled with relief: "That's good, is she... still here?"

"She died unexpectedly on the battlefield." Chen Xun's voice trembled for some reason, and his pupils shrank slightly.

He had never said these words to Lao Niu. The dusty past gradually came to his mind. No one knew how much courage he mustered to say this to Yao Yue.

But at that time, even he didn't seem to notice that the past was like smoke, which could only be sealed in the bottom of his heart. If you missed it, you missed it, and you don't have to talk about it all the time.

Yao Yue took a deep look at Chen Xun. The fact that this man could talk about this woman in such a demeanor was enough to represent everything.

It turns out that he has never lacked emotions and is not interested in women...

Yao Yue turned her head and smiled more deeply. Sure enough, such a great and powerful cultivator with extraordinary talents are all affectionate people. They have a sweetheart in their life, never promiscuous, and never do anything evil.

She was not surprised at all, but felt it was normal. There are too many such examples in the Three Thousand Worlds. After the Taoist couples passed away, they died alone. Chen Xun's situation is no exception.

Yao Yue smiled and asked casually: "You really didn't lie to me. For the last time, can't you lie to me?"

She already knew that Chen Xun knew that she often thought about him, and this man probably knew her feelings for a long time. Now he said this, but it was just a polite rejection of her feelings.

Yao Yue had a smile on her face. She never expected him to do anything. It was just unrequited love.

Chen Xun shook his head seriously: "Yao Yue, immortal, you can't talk nonsense, let alone lie to you."

"Got it." Yao Yue had come to the end of the immortal road with a peaceful smile. Even if the three thousand worlds collapsed tomorrow, it would not stir up any waves in her heart.

"Chen Xun." Yao Yue stood up and said with a smile like stars, "I will make another pot of tea for you, as a thank you for your company for so many years?"

"Okay." Chen Xun nodded.

After a stick of incense.

Yao Yue personally moved a wooden chair, which carried many tea sets, which were also her memories over the years.

Chen Xun still sat in the same place, his eyes raised, watching Yao Yue carefully and personally make tea, his technique was very dexterous and dignified, and the demon girl's appearance had long disappeared.

"After I leave, you will never be able to drink such fragrant tea again." Yao Yue smiled while making tea.

"Hmm...Hmm."

"Then you must cherish it and don't waste it."

"...Hmm."

"You have been raising tea for me for so many years. Can you finish it?" Yao Yue said unhappily, "You can't give it to others. You know, I planted it for you."

"...Okay, I remember." Chen Xun's eyes flashed with a complex look, and he was about to say something but stopped.

Yao Yue's fingers froze for a moment, and then continued to make tea.

Her long hair fluttered gently in the mountain breeze, which was quite beautiful, and it seemed that people could never get enough of it.

Tap...

Inadvertently, a drop of crystal tears fell into the teapot.

Yao Yue lowered her head and chuckled: "Chen Xun, I didn't. The wind on the top of the mountain was a little strong, just a little strong... I'm not being pretentious."

She smiled with her eyes and mouth, her eyes were red, and her head was covered with tears. There was no crying voice, no heartbreaking, and she just flowed down quietly.

"The tea is a little dirty... I'll change it..."

"Yaoyue!"

"Ah?" Yaoyue was frightened by this voice and trembled all over. She didn't know what happened to her. How could a great Mahayana master be like this...

"Just this pot."

"But it's a little dirty..."

"It's not dirty." Chen Xun interrupted Yaoyue and repeated with his head down, "Just this pot."

Yaoyue was speechless.Yes, nodded silently.

This pot of turbid tea takes an hour to brew. At this time, the sun is gradually setting and the dusk is clear.

Yaoyue stood aside, and Chen Xun sat and picked up the teacup, savoring it bit by bit.

It was very bitter, as if he could smell a special regret in every drop of tea, slowly soaking into his mouth and flowing into his heart, like the irreparable regret brought by the passage of time.

Silence permeated, only the depth of the tea reflected the melancholy and loss.

This was the bitterest cup of tea he had tasted since he lived to this day, and it was also the most difficult cup of tea to let go.

In the end, Chen Xun actually drank it all in one gulp, not knowing the taste.

"Yaoyue, I'll keep this pot of tea."

"...Okay."

Yaoyue's face was a little pale. She raised her head gently, and the bright moon was faintly revealed in the sky. For a cultivator of the Yuehuang clan, being able to sit under the bright moon was an honor and a destination.

"Chen Xun, it's here to pick me up." Yao Yue raised her head and murmured, took a long breath, and smiled sadly, "Although you don't believe it, I do."

Chen Xun looked at the beautiful figure staring at the sky, his eyes slightly absent-minded: "Of course."

A feeling of emptiness suddenly came over Chen Xun, and she knew that she didn't have much time left.

"I've never been afraid of passing away." Yao Yue raised her head and smiled, her clothes fluttering, "Chen Xun, don't worry about me, this time, I'm the one who has to leave first."

"I'll accompany you." Chen Xun said softly.

"Bury me here, I've gradually fallen in love with this place." Yao Yue turned her head and smiled brightly, "I've also gradually fallen in love with you."

Hearing this, Chen Xun's pupils suddenly shrank, his heart was shocked, but his face remained calm: "Okay."

"Chen Xun."

"Yes."

"You are the best and best person I have ever met in this world, the most gentle man, the most handsome man, the morning glow in the sky is not as good as you, the evening glow in the sky is not as good as you, and the stars in the sky are not as good as you."

"......" Chen Xun's lips trembled.

"This is what I haven't completed yet." Yao Yue put her hands behind her back, her smile was unusually clear and bright, "It's already completed, no regrets."

"...Well..!" Chen Xun nodded with his head down, that's all.

"In fact, I was once a child of aristocratic family." Yao Yue suddenly said.

"I know." Chen Xun took a deep breath.

"I am proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I can dance, but I have never danced in front of outsiders."

Yao Yue looked at Chen Xun and smiled, "I can't help you too much on the way to immortality, so I will dance for you at the end. I can't let you think that I can only fight and kill at the end."

Chen Xun smiled and nodded slowly.

After that, Yao Yue stepped on the steps, dancing lightly in the sky among the flying camellias.

Her long skirt fluttered, and her dance was dreamy, like a broken dream flowing behind her, like a withering flower dancing in the wind.

Time passed bit by bit, the long night came, and the bright moon rose into the sky.

Chen Xun remained silent, watching Yao Yue dancing alone under the moon, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He watched Yao Yue's dance, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. This was not a beautiful dance, but a elegy that sang the vicissitudes of time, but it was a different kind of soul-stirring.

But Yao Yue's eyes never left Chen Xun, and she regretted it to the extreme...

How could she not have regrets? Three thousand worlds, billions of creatures, it was such a great fate to meet in the mortal world, I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings it was.

Yao Yue had a sad smile on her lips, her whole body had begun to wither completely, and the origin of the immortal way had turned into foam and was gently shattered.

Under the moonlight of the long night.

She waved her sleeves and turned around, the hem of her long skirt fell to the ground, and her three thousand black hair fell gently on her back, but was no longer lifted by the mountain wind, which was both chic and breathtakingly beautiful.

Yao Yue closed her eyes slightly, the moon-shaped magic pattern was completely dim, and a camellia floated gently between her black hair.

...pure and flawless.