"Given our identities, we can reveal our true nature in private, but we must be dignified before the gods."

"Snow is always quiet. Liveliness is only one aspect of it, and majesty is also one aspect of it."

She can be funny and play with everything, and she can be angry and overturn everything.

Fu Feng raised his hand to brush away the white frost on her hair and said with a smile, "You have indeed grown up."

Fuxue raised her head and tilted her eyes slightly towards him, "You are so calm and steady, and you haven't changed in thousands of years."

"The wind is unruly and hard to tame, but I suppress it with my calmness, and the wind and the waves are calm."

"So that's how it is. I guess Shen Ye also suppresses the tyranny of thunder with his arrogance and unrestrainedness."

"Well." Fu Feng retracted his hand, "Come sit in my hall for a while?"

"good."

Shen Ye went to experience disaster and came back thirty thousand years later.

Fu Xue asked him what the Great Dao Divine Tribulation was all about, and he replied: "If you have no regrets in your heart and no regrets in the Dao, you can return from the tribulation. What you and I have experienced should not be the same."

Although the paths lead to the same destination, each has his own path and his own destiny.

Fuxue then stopped asking.

Not long after Shen Ye returned from the calamity, he went to Fufeng to experience the calamity. In the Court of Gods, Fuxue and Shen Ye's Ten Thousand Worlds acted as chess pieces, and the two played against each other, competing and evolving the rules.

After Fufeng returned from the robbery, Fuxue was tired, but there was still one tenth or twelve pieces left in the game, so he looked at Fufeng and asked, "Continue?"

Fu Feng sat next to her and took over the game from her, and she watched.

At the end of the game, Shen Ye waved away the game of all realms, summoned a cloud at random, and approached it lazily.

Fuxue made some tea and poured each of them a cup. The three gods sat leisurely in the pavilion, each with their own posture.

A huge cloud floated over, and Shen Ye seemed to find it interesting, so he sent a bolt of lightning into it. The cloud then evolved into a ball of lightning, hovering outside the Jingyun Palace.

Fu Feng glanced at it and asked, "What do you want to build?"

"I don't know. Let's think about it. It will take tens of thousands of years to condense a living being." Shen Ye replied lazily.

The floating snow catastrophe happened fifty thousand years later.

When they left, Shen Ye asked her the same question as Yan Xu did to him and Fu Feng: "Do you want to seal your love?"

Fuxue shook her head gently and made the same choice as them. "You and I were born and raised together, so how can we easily fall in love? If we fall in love, it means that the other person is indeed worthy of us. It is also fate. Let it be."

Fu Feng's gaze moved from Shen Ye to her.

"Then go ahead." Shen Ye waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'll take you on your way."

Thunder struck his body, and Fuxue was helplessly suspended in the air. His divine body was shattered, and the Taoist magic sent his soul to the endless cycle of reincarnation at will.

After a brief exploration of the future, Shen Ye found that everything was peaceful and uneventful, so he said to Fu Feng, "I'm going to take a short nap and I'll wake up after she returns from the robbery."

Fu Feng nodded, made himself a pot of tea and drank it alone.

After drinking the tea, Fu Feng returned to the temple. For some reason, he wanted to look back in the direction where the floating snow disappeared. He thought so and did so.

Thirty thousand years later, snow was drifting for thousands of miles. Fu Feng walked out of Qinglan Palace and looked up at the sky.

Frost and snow brought her back, the energy of heaven and earth shaped her body, and the sound of thousands of bells hanging in front of the temple echoed throughout the world.

Floating snow fell in front of him, and there seemed to be frost and snow floating on the hem of her skirt. She slightly curved her eyebrows and smiled at him: "Fufeng, I'm back."

Fu Feng looked at the smile between her eyebrows, raised his hand and gently stroked the top of her head, and felt something was settled in his heart.

Just her pure breath of snow.

Fu Feng realized belatedly what had been bothering him for the past 30,000 years. He withdrew his hand and was speechless.

It seems that something has changed...

Shen Ye also came out of Jingyun Palace, clasping his hands and leaning against Lei Ting, "Congratulations, how about a drink to show your congratulations?"

"Okay." Fuxue took a look. Now they were the closest to Qinglan Palace, so she took the lead and walked in. "Let's go into Qinglan Palace."