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Just as everyone was lamenting the fall of the God of Changling, a bright red figure appeared at the last second to block the God of Changling's path.

"You've come, Changling!" Although the woman had been stabbed in the back, there was no pain in her eyes, only love for her lover.

"Yun'er!" God Changling exclaimed, his eyes bloodshot. "You...you're so foolish..."

"You... okay... okay." After the woman in red finished speaking, her body turned into a cloud of red blood mist under the tempering of the sharpening knife.

The tears in the corners of her eyes turned into blood and scattered in the air.

The God of Changling, his eyes bloodshot, roared, "Yun'er..."

I tried to reach out and grab it, but the clouds had already vanished into thin air.

"Haha, Changling, you're in pain now too!" the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord laughed loudly, but tears streamed down his face. "If I can't have it, I won't let you have it either."

"Die!" The God of Changling burned all his true energy, slowly raised his hand, transformed it into a sword, and slowly slashed at the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord had already exhausted a lot of demonic energy with his previous strike, and was simply unable to withstand the attack from the God of Changling.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, all of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord's eyes disappeared.

With the second strike, the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord, who had already lost half of his energy, was cut in two.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord was surrounded by a golden sword aura, which devoured the black energy until it was completely engulfed.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord vanished into thin air. The God of Changling staggered a few steps and picked up a precious hairpin from the ground.

He made this by hand.

The hairpin remains, but Yun'er is gone.

Just when Changling was feeling disheartened, he discovered a drop of Yun'er's blood on the hairpin with the Xiyu flower design.

Thinking of this, the God of Changling took the hairpin and left.

He did not hear the people behind him trying to persuade him to stay.

As long as there is even a single drop of blood, Yun'er will return one day.

This time, he was determined to wait for her.

In the bleak, cold wind, a tall, lonely figure waits and searches.

Finally, he found the most suitable place.

At the summit of the snow-capped mountain, he used his sword to drill a hole in the mountaintop, carrying the precious hairpin, waiting endlessly for one year, two years.

Finally, the opportunity arrived. The God of Changling used most of his power to send that drop of essence blood into the Great Dao of Reincarnation.

In this way, she can be reincarnated.

Even if he has to travel across mountains and rivers, he will find Yun'er.

He gave up everything and walked on foot between heaven and earth, using the simplest way of the world to search for the traces of the clouds.

Whenever colorful clouds appear, he would find a place facing the glow of the clouds and play his flute, gazing dreamily at the light, hoping to see the figure that haunted his dreams within it.

If he was lucky, by the grace of heaven, he could truly see the woman's face and voice; however, whenever he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams and reached out to grasp at it, he only grasped emptiness...

Wisps of colorful clouds slipped through my fingers, but she was nowhere to be seen...

Ah... Ah...

The joys and sorrows of traversing the mortal world

Wandering with you

Piercing through the green hills and desolation

Your dreams take flight amidst the fragrance of flowers.

I'm crazy about you in this life

This love is unparalleled in the world.

The shadow of the sword, the ripples of the water

The past is the past.

I'm crazy about you in this life

This love is unparalleled in the world.

If there are still kind-hearted homeless people

A withered face, yet unforgettable.

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Thankfully, her singing voice can still be heard...

I stayed by his side the whole time...

He Tiantian watched the scene unfold like an outsider, moved by their love and saddened that they couldn't be together.

"Waaaaah..." He Tiantian cried in her sleep.

Huo Yingjie was awakened by He Tiantian's sobs. He turned on the light and saw that He Tiantian's face was covered in tears, but she was not awake. She was crying because of her dream.

What did she dream about that made her cry?

Does he appear in my dreams?

"Sweetie, Sweetie, wake up." Huo Yingjie gently shook He Tiantian. He wanted to ask what kind of dream had made her cry so bitterly.

"Huh?" He Tiantian woke up groggily, her voice a little nasal. "What's wrong with me? Why did you call me?"

Huo Yingjie reached out to wipe away He Tiantian's tears and said softly, "What did you dream about? You were crying so sadly, it startled me."

He Tiantian was taken aback, and then thought of the dream.

So clear, so real!

"I...I dreamt of the God of Changling." He Tiantian murmured to herself, looking up at Huo Yingjie. The man in front of her overlapped with the man in her dream, yet they were separate.

There are similarities, but also differences.

"Oh?" Huo Yingjie asked in surprise. "Could you tell me about it?"

He Tiantian nodded and said, "Yes, I dreamt of a woman in red named Yun'er dancing on the summit of a snow-capped mountain..."

After He Tiantian finished speaking, she looked up at Huo Yingjie.

He Tiantian was stunned.

Because Huo Yingjie's eyes were filled with tears!

"Brother Yingjie, what's wrong?" He Tiantian asked, then remembered what Huo Yingjie had mentioned about his past life, "Was it like this back then?"

"Yes, I regret it," Huo Yingjie said. "We went through three lifetimes to be together..."

His master hadn't lied to him...

He got what he was waiting for.

He Tiantian wrapped her arms around Huo Yingjie's neck, gently kissed away his tears, and said, "It's all in the past. We're together now, and we're so happy. Your long pursuit and my long wait have finally come to an end. Although the process was a bit complicated, the result is ultimately good, isn't it?"

“Yes, we’re finally together,” Huo Yingjie said. “That’s wonderful!”

The two embraced, feeling each other's warmth, rather than being in a dream!

In a daze, Qi Zhengmin's voice came from outside: "Sister Tian, ​​why aren't you up yet? Aren't you going to the morning market?"

Hearing the sound, He Tiantian quickly got up.

"So early!" Huo Yingjie checked the time; it was only four in the morning, and it was still gloomy outside.

"You stay home and watch the kids, I'll go out to buy things," He Tiantian said softly. "Thank you for your hard work, mwah!"

He Tiantian kissed Huo Yingjie on the cheek as if coaxing a child, then got dressed, grabbed her wallet, and came out of the house.

After a quick wash, I went to the morning market with Qi Zhengmin.

Zhang Ning followed along, protecting He Tiantian's safety.

"You can actually get up so early," He Tiantian said with a smile. "The power of love is truly great."

Qi Zhengmin was about to retort when he heard hurried footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Tang Qian following behind.

"It's so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Qi Zhengmin asked, it was indeed too early.

"I'll go get your things," Tang Qian said with a smile, ignoring He Tiantian's teasing gaze, and smiled gently at Qi Zhengmin.

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"The Poisonous Empress's Strategy" by Yaonie Wuzui. Synopsis: So what if the scumbag emperor is a bad guy? He'll still torment you until you question your existence.