Chapter 822 It's all over

This time, there is no need for a seal, and the Dark World will never be able to attack the Continent of Ten Thousand Beasts again.

They are completely liberated.

Inside Longyuan City.

The people around seemed to have quieted down, leaving a silent path for the perfect couple.

Seeing the unconscious Luo Li on the roadside, Mo Yizhou and Yue Hanchuan frowned slightly and wanted to go forward, but were stopped by An Shuxue.

An Shuxue shook her head and said softly, "Don't disturb them for now."

Several people clenched their fists, and finally nodded, turning their attention to the wounded being carried into the city.

Snowflakes began to fall gently, landing on his shoulders one by one and quickly melting away, but he was completely unaware. He just kept walking forward wholeheartedly, each step solid and firm.

Di Xuanming lowered his eyes and looked at Luo Li in his arms. He walked into the Domain Lord's Mansion and placed her steadily on the bed.

The flickering candlelight in the room illuminated Di Xuanming's gentle and focused face.

He gently brushed away the unmelted snowflakes on Luo Li's hair, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing her dream.

Luo Li's face looked even more gentle in the candlelight, her long eyelashes falling on her eyelids like butterfly wings, with a hint of imperceptible fragility.

Di Xuanming poured a cup of warm tea from the table and carefully fed her to drink. The tea seemed to carry a warm current, slowly flowing into Luo Li's heart, bringing warmth and peace.

Snowflakes are flying outside the window, but inside the house, it is warm as spring.

Di Xuanming sat under the bed, his expression actually not much better than Luo Li's.

He held Luo Li's hand and gently put his face against it, feeling her warmth.

Outside the window, snowflakes fall lightly, and each one is like a delicate love poem sprinkled from the sky.

Inside the house, the flickering candlelight casts mottled light and shadows, adding a touch of dreaminess and tenderness to this warm space.

Di Xuanming's face looked particularly gentle in the dim candlelight, and his deep eyes were full of love and reluctance.

He gently stroked the back of Luo Li's hand. The warmth from his fingertips seemed to dispel all the coldness and make the two hearts closely dependent on each other.

He kissed the back of her hand and slowly closed his eyes.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Luo Li opened her eyes, she glanced sideways and saw Di Xuanming holding her hand.

Her lips were pale, and her eyes were filled with emotions, but she only managed a smile.

"A Ming?" She cautiously stretched out her other hand and placed it on the side of his face.

Di Xuanming had his eyes closed to rest, and he woke up the moment Luo Li's hand touched his cheek.

Di Xuanming slowly opened his eyes, and his deep eyes reflected Luo Li's slightly haggard but extremely gentle face.

He gently held her hand that was covering his cheek, his eyes full of tenderness.

The faint morning light coming in from the window shone on them, giving the quiet scene a soft golden edge.

Luo Li's fingertips gently traced his handsome outline, and each stroke seemed to express endless emotions.

Di Xuanming curled his lips, "I'm here, A-Li. Everything is over. Thank you for your hard work."

Luo Li's eyes reddened slightly when she heard this, and she said softly: "Yes, it's all over..."

She leaned lightly on Di Xuanming's chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, as if she could draw endless strength and peace from it.

Outside the window, the morning light grew thicker, and a brilliant morning glow leaped into the sky, stretching the two figures long and casting them on the ground.

Di Xuanming gently embraced Luo Li, and the two of them snuggled up to each other.

Luo Li whispered, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"More than half a month." Di Xuanming was stunned for a moment and answered softly.

Luo Li smoothed his frown, "You..."

Di Xuanming kissed the corner of her lips and whispered, "A month at most."

Luo Li felt a pain in her heart. Although she could still use the original power of the laws of heaven, due to her lack of strength, she could not even exert one ten-thousandth of the power she had on the day of the decisive battle.

That Japan was the path opened for her by the laws of heaven. Now that the power had returned to her soul, there was no way to fully control it again in a short period of time.

She couldn't keep Di Xuanming.

When Di Xuanming saw her changing expression, he probably guessed what she was thinking.

He smiled, and put his hand against her cheek, with a gesture of cherishment, "Ari, don't worry about me, I will live and wait until the day we meet again."

Luo Li nodded heavily with tears in her eyes, "If you don't wait for me to find you, I will never forgive you."

Di Xuanming curled his lips, his voice low and gentle, "Okay, I'll remember that. I won't let our A-Li get angry."

The two of them stayed in the house for a while, and then Luo Li pushed herself out to learn about the post-war situation.

When Lingyu saw her coming, he first checked her body and made sure that she was fine and just weak before he breathed a sigh of relief.

He replied, "Everything is recovering in an orderly manner. There are many places that need to be rebuilt after the war, but now the Myriad Beasts Continent is completely free of the Dark Realm's troubles. This is the best possible outcome."

"The Warcraft of all major tribes have also left the human cities and returned to their homes. This time, we truly won."

Luo Li curled her lips, "Yes."

It seemed as if everything was over, and the Continent of Ten Thousand Beasts had returned to its former tranquil state, even more peaceful than before.

She looked up at the blue sky, and the dazzling sunlight hit her, adding a bit of warmth.

She whispered, "Lingyu, the next month is up to you. I have things to do."

Ling Yu was stunned. He also knew Di Xuanming's situation, so he didn't ask any further questions.

He just smiled and said, "Don't worry, Spirit Master, just leave it to me."

Luo Li nodded and turned to leave.

In the following month, Luo Li and Di Xuanming left Jinglong Territory together.

They stepped into all the scenery that they had never had the chance to see before.

One month later, Jingyue Valley.

Luo Li leaned on Di Xuanming's shoulder and said with a smile: "The moonlight here is so beautiful."

Di Xuanming curled his lips, put his arm around her shoulders, and said softly, "Yes."

Suddenly, his body froze, and after a moment, he said softly, "Ari, I'm leaving."

Luo Li suddenly stood up and held his arm, "You..."

Di Xuanming locked his eyes on her, leaned over and kissed her lips fiercely.

Luo Li's eyes widened instantly and she struggled slightly, but she had something else to say.

Under the moonlight, Di Xuanming's face was filled with a resolute tenderness. He looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to carve her appearance into his heart.

His kiss was domineering and lingering, with a hint of barely perceptible bitterness. Luo Li's heart was beating violently, responding to his passion.

The world around them seemed to be still at this moment, with only the sounds of their breathing and heartbeats intertwined and echoing in this quiet valley.

The petals danced in the wind and fell on their shoulders.

Tears glistened in Luo Li's eyes, reflecting the moonlight.

Her small hands gently grasped Di Xuanming's clothes, her nails slightly white, as if she was trying her best to restrain the turmoil in her heart.