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When the world is born, the chaos will open.

Thousands of stars converge, dotted around.

The sky is clear and the earth is gloomy,

Everything is vast and boundless.

Day after day, the stars gather.

A little bit of golden light is spilled.

In the solidified space, a figure slowly gathered.

Bai Xue turned into his clothes, the deep sea condensed into his eyes, and the brilliant stars melted into the light of his eyes.

He inherited the way of heaven and came into being.

He heard all the wind in this world, and saw all the excitement in this world.

He walked from the top of the mountain, across the river, through the desert, and saw countless views.

Everything is like a vein, so clear in his mind.

Everything in this world is in his eyes.

But also, only in his eyes.

The more he went, the quieter his heart became.

Until one day, he came to the chaos of heaven and earth.

It seems that the wind is rolling up the corners of his clothes.

He finally felt it, stepping into the mist, and seeing the sun.

When he saw the scene clearly, there was a very light wave in his calm eyes.

That is a peach blossom in bud.

The pink petals closed, quietly.

This is actually a peach blossom that gathers the aura of heaven and earth and was born in chaos.

He watched for a while, then planned to leave.

Everything in the world has fate.

He inherited the way of heaven, and he should comply with it.

However, he just turned a step away and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

His heart moved.

For a moment, he turned around and stretched out his hand.

"Come."

A low voice, like a holy carol.

The peach blossom flew over, turned around, and gently landed on his palm.

His thin scarlet lips brought a very faint smile.

At that time, he didn't even know that this encounter was the fate of each other.

...

His poor and lonely life suddenly became more interesting.

Raising a peach blossom is the first time for him, so naturally he cares about everything and takes care of it carefully.

It was born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and since following him and leaving the place of birth, its growth has inevitably slowed down.

He then separates his own strength to pour every day.

He took it again, walking the way he had walked before, to the place he had been before.

It fell on his shoulder, or nestled in his palm.

As the years passed, his body was also stained with that light and cold fragrance.

And that peach blossom grew too slowly.

Ten thousand years have passed without flowering.

He wasn't in a hurry, he still looked after every day and took care of it.

In this way, it was not until 30,000 years before it finally blossomed.

The soft and delicate petals bloom, and the thin stamens sway in the wind.

As time entered 50,000 years, its intelligence gradually grew, and it began to fall on his eyebrows while he was sleeping, swiping the tip of his nose, disturbing his dreams.

Occasionally, he deliberately flew to the tip of his pen when he was writing the Pantheon Record, not allowing him to move.

He is not annoyed, he has unlimited patience.

At 80,000 years, it fell into deep sleep.

He condensed the forces of the world, gathered into a sea of ​​illusions, and built a phantom palace on it.

In the hall of illusion, a large peach blossom tree was planted.

On the morning of the ninth thousandth year, he felt a soft touch in deep sleep.

He opened his eyes.

The peach blossom has bloomed to the extreme, and it is falling on his lips.

He sits up, his snow clothes are loose, revealing a large naked and tough chest.

The peach blossom retreated a bit.

The next moment, the silver-red light enveloped it.

A slender body, wrapped in a light cocoon, appeared before his eyes.

She closed her eyes, her ink hair was like a waterfall, and her skin was whiter than snow.

Under the light, the round and snow-white shoulders and the soft and slender waist were faintly visible.

He bends a long leg, puts his elbows on his knees, his posture is elegant and lazy.

He watched for a long time, his phoenix eyes deep.

After a long time, he gently wiped his thin lips with his fingers, provoking a smile.

"on purpose?"

She seemed to hear her thick and long eyelashes trembling slightly, and slowly opened her eyes.

The star pupils are brilliant, clear and clean, looking into his eyes.

...

Of course he knew the existence of the evil spirit accompanying her.

But that's okay.

If he takes his own life, he can alleviate her distress.

All over the sky over the sea.

Before that, he had never thought that one day, he would deceive the way of heaven and cross the ocean like this.

Just for selfish thoughts.

...

He spent 90,000 years waiting for her to become an adult.

It took another ten thousand years to wait for her return.

One hundred thousand years have been long, vicissitudes of life.

Greed, hatred, hatred and love are all sins.

As a person, he has committed unforgivable crimes one by one.

The past is thrown away, just waiting for an unknown, a possibility in the future.

He bet on life and death and waited for a completion.

...

From Taohuawu to Lingxiao Academy, that was the time he finally waited after ten thousand years of suffering.

She has forgotten the dust, but her eyes are still as bright as stars.

When I look over, my brows are crooked.

Unfortunately, when the evil spirits under the Wanjiu Mountain awakened, they stopped abruptly.

He personally cut off half of the divine veins, replaced her with death and reborn, and started all over again.

Bone and blood are in harmony, life and death depend on each other.

At night, the broken divine veins always hurt, and I can't sleep almost all night.

The moonlight was spilt and deserted.

He sat on the bed alone, always thinking of the old days.

Finally waiting for that day, he waited in the forest outside Yaochen.

As long as the past.

He has long been accustomed to the posture of waiting.

And this time, she finally took the initiative to come over.

Her eyes were completely strange and guarded, her face was stained with blood, she looked very embarrassed.

He looked after the mist.

When I first met in the chaos, she was still so delicate and clean.

For tens of thousands of years later, he was always spoiled by him again, and it was not enough to be squeamish.

But over the years, she has suffered, but she has suffered much more than when she was by his side before.

He walked over, ignoring her vigilance and threats, gently rubbing the blood on her face with his fingers.

The finger is soft and warm, the temperature is almost ironing the whole body, and even the pain deep into the bone marrow is also reduced a lot.

He smiled and thought:

finally come back.

...

Before entering the Hall of Illusion, he had two choices in his heart.

If God only allows one person to survive, then it must be her.

If not allowed.

He went against the sky.

Other than that, there is no negotiation and no retreat.

All the divine power was taken away, and the whole body was crushed every inch, which should be extremely painful.

But looking at her and listening to what she said, I felt that there was no time to be more heartwarming than this time.

She choked her request and lied to her for a lifetime.

He knew that in this world, there was no more beautiful love story.

And he has no way to refuse.

Even though he was ecstasy, he still wanted to hold his peach blossom.

He lived aloftly through long years of solitude and purity, but finally wanted to fall into the world and be caught up in the world.

Give this whole body, flesh and bones, heart and soul to that one person, even if it is buried in mountains and rivers.

Even so, I am willing.

...

"Husband?"

When Chu Liuyue came to the gate of the main hall, she watched Rong Xiu stand with her hands.

Rong Xiaoyan was sitting in the hall, trying to crack the golden profound formation under his father's cloth.

A figure flew back hurriedly from outside, followed by several golden thunders.

Rong Xiaoxun has a terrible headache:

"Don't chase it! I want to take a break today, please, please!"

Several golden sky thunders slammed into his waist like a joke.

Rong Xiaoxi was riding Xuexue back from Yaoshan, holding a lot of medicinal materials in his arms.

A blue bird flew away suddenly.

Rong Xiaoxi quickly jumped down and explained:

"I just asked Xuexue to help, don't get me wrong—"

The green bird has grabbed Xuexue's head with a paw, and smashed it fiercely!

"Roar!"

Xuexue grinned with aching teeth.

Rong Xiaoxi looked at it and immediately took a step back with interest.

The blue bird beat Xuexue hard, and lion fur.

But after the fight, Xuexue didn't get angry, she lowered her head, and arched the blue bird to please.

It tilted its head proudly and flew back to Rong Xiaoxi's shoulder.

Rong Xiaoxi coughed.

"All right, Xiaoxi likes you the most!"

Qingque rubbed her face with her head.

...

"I heard that you gave Yan Qing a long vacation?"

Chu Liuyue asked with a smile.

Rong Xiu nodded;

"The Eighth Divine Envoy is pregnant.

Chu Liuyue nodded.

"When Xiao Basheng, Zi Chen will come back with Tuanzi."

The dumplings are very playful. They have been running around all these years, with Zichen following behind.

A gust of wind is coming.

The pink petals floated down.

She stretched her hand over, intertwined his fingers, and whispered:

"Rong Xiu, I like you the most."

Rong Xiu pulled her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her lips.

"me too."

He thought, in the end, he was finally considered Consummation.

What you ask for in your life gets what you want.

－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－

This is the final chapter of the genius doctor, which is completely over.

Every story will be unsatisfactory, but the shared joy and sadness are enough to comfort.

The bridal chamber is in the group, this story will finally be said goodbye.

I will take a short break and wait until I completely withdraw from the genius doctor before proceeding to the next stage.

I haven't thought about the type of the new article yet, I will inform you immediately when the book is opened.

Looking forward to goodbye one day!