Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

In the dazzle, the picture stopped. I saw the rustling leaves in the air, the birds spreading their wings to fly fixed in the sky, and the surging river was motionless at the moment.

A second later, the leaves suddenly rustled on the ground, the birds crowed again, and the sun covered by dark clouds finally broke through the clouds.

The sun shines on the land again.

Nangong Li's heart was filled with remorse.

Why, he always comes late?

Above the clouds, the emperor sighed slightly, and beside him was the solemn looking emperor.

It's a little late.

Xia Qingluo and Yun qingrang have disappeared in this world.

The way of heaven is unstable and people's hearts are turbulent.

He didn't expect that the day would come so soon.

"Emperor of heaven, help me close the gate of heaven and cut off the road of immortals. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable."

With that, the emperor raised his right hand, twisted his left hand, pressed his thumb on his middle finger, and the marks of Golden Lotus floated out of his fingertips.

The emperor of heaven stretched out his hands. The golden light was like a round of sun and covered him, but he couldn't help opening his mouth. His voice was with regret, "my rebellious son Jiaxiu and furuo fairy are still in the world."

"If I didn't make a mistake, Yunzhi and Qingluo went to the future more than 1400 years ago. At that time, Yunzhi emperor Zun will reopen the gate of heaven."

The Heavenly Master finished and pushed his hands forward. Under the brilliant light, the channels between the fairy world and the mortal world were tightly closed.

Since then, no one has become an immortal.

Close the Tianmen gate and look at the immortal Xia world outside the immortal city and completely separate from Dongzhou.

Like a lonely boat, it floats in the vast and infinite universe.

The sky seemed to be lower, and it seemed that something had changed.

The sun shines on the star picking palace, as always.

It's just that the owner here is gone.

Everyone seems to have a dream.

But they know that this is not a dream.

Dark clouds covered the sun and the sky fell apart. Uncle Huang and his disciples left without saying goodbye.

Xiao hei and the white bird disappeared with them.

And the maid lily of the valley.

Nangong Li is invisible in Xia Qingluo's bedroom. She looks at the familiar scenery and objects, and her beautiful eyebrows are twisted to death.

But I suddenly remembered the dialogue between the heavenly statue and the Heavenly Emperor.

Xia Qingluo and Yun qingrang went to the future?

More than 1400 years later.

His hand hung on his side and held it tightly.

After a while, he slowly loosened it. It's really like Xia Qingluo said. Hold your hand and you have nothing. Loosen your hand and you may have the world.

Sniffing the fragrance of Xia Qingluo alone, a tear suddenly rolled down from the corner of Nangong Li's eyes.

He stood blankly in the afternoon wind.

Suddenly, he slowly lifted the corners of his mouth.

It's more than a thousand years.

He can wait.

Wait until the day of reunion.

……

On January 18, 2016, the Central People's hospital.

In a ward on the fifth floor.

Mother Xia wiped her daughter's face and hands as usual.

While wiping, he muttered, "green Luo, it's new year in a few days. Mom bought a lot of things you like to eat, dried meat, marinated meat, lobster, and your favorite junk food..."

Xia Qingluo closed her eyes and seemed to fall from somewhere.

When her heart hurt, her eyebrows moved slightly.

Eyelashes are also shaking.

Then fingers.

He moved, moved again, closed his eyes and grabbed his mother's hand. Big lobster, small jerky, junk food, saliva is about to flow out.