"Can you change your physiological structure just by looking at it?" Jiang Er asked in surprise, "Is it that powerful?"

"Well, this is the power of the Gate of Truth... Besides this, I can do much more."

An Qingyu leaned over and picked up a piece of gravel from the shallows. He shook it gently in his hand, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a piece of soil. A tender sprout emerged from the soil, and within seconds, it grew into a blooming white rose.

Looking at this bizarre scene, Jiang Er's mouth opened slightly.

An Qingyu picked up the white rose and subconsciously wanted to put it on Jiang Er's head, but her fingertips could only pass through nothingness.

His hand paused in the air, and a hint of bitterness appeared in his eyes.

"Even if I can turn stone into gold, what can I do... I still can't save you."

Seeing this, Jiang Er pursed her lips slightly. She gently touched An Qingyu's head and said softly: "Didn't we agree to spend the last moments happily together? You don't keep your word..."

An Qingyu took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and forced a smile.

"It's okay, let's continue... This road is still long, tell me what you played here when you were a child."

An Qingyu turned around and strode out along the edge of Erhai Lake. When he took a few steps, he found that Jiang Er had not caught up with him, so he turned around in confusion:

"Jiang Er?"

Jiang Er silently floated in the air, her translucent eyes staring at An Qingyu, and she opened her mouth:

"Qingyu... maybe this is the end of our road."

An Qingyu's pupils contracted slightly.

"you……"

"My time is almost up." Jiang Er slowly raised her hands. Her body was as blurry as a frosted mirror. Even An Qingyu couldn't see her expression clearly.

An Qingyu's hand holding the white rose kept shaking, his chest heaving violently, he kept forcing himself to calm down, but his eyes were still flushed red.

"Is that so..." He muttered to himself, and after a moment's silence, he walked straight towards Jiang Er.

He took a deep breath and rubbed the white rose hard. The petals curled up into a ball and turned into a crystal white ring in the blink of an eye.

An Qingyu slowly squatted down, kneeling on one leg on the ground. He looked at the girl who was gradually disappearing in front of him, solemnly holding the ring in his palm, and spoke word by word:

"I know I should have said this a long time ago, but maybe it's not too late before the witnesses of Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake...

Jiang Er, will you marry me?

The gentle warm breeze blows across the sea of ​​clouds of Cangshan Mountain and the shore of Erhai Lake. The wind cannot lift the skirt of the ghost girl, but it disturbs her heart.

Jiang Er's blurry face changed slightly, and it was unclear whether she was crying or laughing. She lightly hooked her fingertips, and the white ring floated up with difficulty and was put on her fingertips in thin air.

"Okay." She whispered, "When is the wedding? My groom."

"Right now."

An Qingyu stood up from the ground. He smiled and took Jiang Er's hand. They turned around and faced the towering Cangshan Mountain and the pure and gentle Erhai Lake in the distance. Two lines of tears ran down his cheeks. He whispered:

"With Cangshan as witness and Erhai Lake as matchmaker... Today, I, An Qingyu, and Jiang Er are married. Regardless of life or death, our hearts will always be with each other...

One bow, heaven and earth..."

Witnessed by Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake, the two figures bowed slowly.

After a while, the two of them stood up. An Qingyu looked at the almost completely transparent Jiang Er and said hoarsely, "Where is your parents... I have already paid my respects to them. Let's proceed to the next step, and pay our respects to each other as husband and wife, okay?"

"Okay." Jiang Er's voice reached An Qingyu's ears, a little erratic, but from the tone, she seemed to be laughing.

"Have you heard that rumor?"

"What rumors?"

"When a couple bows to each other, the one who bends lower represents the deeper love."

An Qingyu was stunned, then chuckled and said, "Then I must bend lower than you."

"That's not necessarily true. I'm a ghost now, without any ligaments!" Jiang Er stuck out his tongue.

An Qingyu took a deep breath and spoke word by word: "Husband and wife... bow to each other."

An Qingyu and Jiang Er stood facing each other. He looked at the girl in front of him, and bent down little by little until his forehead almost touched his knees, then he slowly stood up.

"I..." An Qingyu was about to say something, but suddenly he froze in place.

Under the blue sky, beside the Erhai Lake, there was already a vast expanse of sky in front of him.

A pure white ring fell on the shallows, quietly and without a sound... just like her departure.

An Qingyu stood there, falling into silence.

Wow——!

A wave rolled over the shallows, floating the ring, like a palm, carrying her back to the clear Erhai Lake... just like the love between them, and the flower language of white roses.

——Pure love.

An Qingyu, with tears on her face, stared at this scene in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, she muttered to herself:

"I'll assume that you accepted it... Jiang Er."

The dim setting sun sank under the Cangshan Mountain. The dark night permeated the earth. In the lonely silence, An Qingyu turned around silently and walked away.

…

Heaven.

"How long have they been gone?"

In front of the South Heaven Gate, Guangchengzi glanced at the dim sky, turned around and asked.

"An hour and a half." Taiyi Zhenren replied.

"Nothing unexpected happened over there?"

"The people sent to secretly protect them responded on time, so everything should be normal." Taiyi Zhenren looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance and sighed, with a complicated expression, "It seems that we really blamed the child wrongly."

"This concerns hundreds of millions of lives in Daxia. We are just doing our duty."

"There's still half an hour left, and they should be back." Taiyi Zhenren paused, "Do we really want to use that thing?"

"He has been amplified by the Gate of Truth, so he is extremely difficult to kill. If we want to completely eliminate the possibility of the Gate Key reviving and destroy his soul, we can only use the Immortal Execution Sword Formation... Fortunately, this process will not be painful."

Guang Chengzi looked back at the center of the Heavenly Palace and was about to say something, but Taiyi Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly:

“They are back.”

Outside the Nantianmen, the dark sea of ​​clouds rolled up and a somersault cloud carrying many figures slowly stopped above the Nantianmen.

Three crimson figures fell one after another, and An Qingyu slowly walked in front of the gods of Daxia. His red eyes were as calm as a deep lake.

"[Nightfall] Vice Captain An Qingyu has come to die as promised..."