Before coming here, Wu Tan searched for fragments of strange beasts in other worlds, and fortunately, he has now collected them all.

Now, only one thought remains: to bring Wuyue back to the mountains and seas.

...

The Wu family villa in the capital.

Three adjacent round tables were each equipped with a hot pot with two separate broths. Delivery staff from the hot pot restaurant were coming and going, carrying the food orders placed by the owners. The food was spread out on more than a dozen tables.

The restaurant was mostly filled with acquaintances, including Song Wenzhi, Que Guanghuai, and the other people who had received Yan Chiyu's call, as well as the strange beasts from the Shan Hai sect. At this moment, they had all transformed into handsome men, beautiful women, cute boys and girls, and sat around the dining table.

Qian Bolun, after all, was a soldier; he'd seen it all. But the scene before him still startled him. These beasts, you know, they should have at least concealed their true forms properly, showing a fish tail, deer antlers, fox ears, and so on. Did they even consider the feelings of us mere mortals?

Zhou Yunwei jumped around in front of Cheng Pingxi, almost twisting herself into a pretzel, "Ahhh, I love you, my idol! Please sign your name on my back!"

Song Wenzhi, his face dark, put his arm around Zhou Yunwei's waist: "Weiwei, control yourself."

"Thank you for your appreciation." Cheng Pingxi didn't reveal the fierce side of Baihu. Instead, he gently took out a thick photo album and handed it to Zhou Yunwei: "Inside are postcards that I had my agent prepare. Each one has my autograph. Please accept them."

Upon closer listening, there are many inconsistencies in what he said.

Even the most oblivious people could sense something unusual about the scene.

After Wu Tan removed his mask, everyone's gaze fell upon him. His handsome face, which bore a striking resemblance to Wu Yue but lacked any delicate features, held a slight smile. His power was enduring and profound, his spiritual energy rich and pure, and his aura calm and gentle, as if a god himself had descended upon him.

Wu Tan raised his glass first, "I want to thank you for taking care of A-Yue. I'll be taking her home in a couple of days. The date of our reunion is yet to be determined."

turn out to be.

This gathering is called a farewell party.

Why didn't Yueyue take Yan Ge with her?

"Young lady, you don't understand. Outsiders can't set foot in the world of mountains and seas."

Zhuque and Zhou Yunwei sat in the corner, drunk, chatting idly about gossip.

"Hiccup~"

"Moreover, Yan Chiyu still has some things to take care of and things to explain, so he won't leave."

"Shh! I'll tell you a secret, although Tan Shen said he wouldn't take Yue Shen away for another two days, but..."

Zhuque's eyes reddened, and her voice lowered: "Tomorrow is the best time to return to Shanhai. The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the Ephemeral Flower that Jiaoduan has carefully nurtured will bloom at five o'clock tomorrow morning. At that time, the gate of Shanhai will open wide, the Book God and we will return to our places, and heaven, earth and humanity will be in harmony, which is the most perfect ending."

Zhou Yunwei choked on her drink and coughed a few times before asking regretfully, "Then, what about Brother Yan?"

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Under a sky full of stars, the girl climbed over the ivy-covered wall. The shimmering moonlight scattered across her hair, her shoulders, and her eyes.

Familiar footsteps approached and stopped, and the young man stood under the wall looking up at her.

The girl suddenly stood up, and the young man quickly stepped forward, extending his arms as if afraid she would fall. His eyes showed a hint of anxiety: "Be careful!"

"Yan Chiyu, I don't think I've ever told you I like you, or been affectionate with you much, have I? Other girls secretly prepare surprises and gifts for their beloved boys, and prepare their favorite foods, but I don't think I've done anything. Other girls go out on dates every day, but we can count the number of dates we've had on one hand..."

Wu Yue drank a lot of wine at the dinner table, and Yan Chiyu didn't know if she was drunk. But the things she said didn't sound like something she would normally say.

He looked at her with some concern, his tone feigning ease but also sincere: "I don't care about surprises or gifts, or whether we go on a date. Being with someone I like, doing anything enjoyable, that's a date for me. With you, every day is a date."