Xiao Li tentatively stretched out another hand. As her hand passed through, the nearby mountains collapsed, and Feng Yin's soul was trembling.
Xiao Li was instantly afraid to act rashly: "A Yin, tell me, what's wrong with you now? Am I hurting you now?"
Feng Yin put his face in her palm, and tears transformed from spiritual power fell from between her fingers.
"Your Majesty...I really want to hug you..."
But he couldn't do it.
Xiao Li comforted him with one hand and waited for him to cry. Only after he had cried enough did he slowly ask.
Feng Yin only said: "I have turned into a stone tablet now. Your Majesty, do you still want me?"
Xiao Li understood instantly.
Sacrifice yourself to suppress the fairy mountain.
Literally.
He sacrificed his flesh and blood and became the spirit of the sacred monument mountain. The thousands of miles of mountains behind him are all his body.
The tiger demon's spirit was a strand of his soul, which attached itself to Lin Yin just to find Xiao Li's trace.
He has been waiting for her to come, even though the hope is slim, but he still keeps waiting.
Xiao Li wanted to withdraw her hand because she didn't want him to get hurt, but Feng Yin couldn't bear to do so. He held her hand tightly and wanted to stay with her for a little longer.
Xiao Li didn't dare to move and stayed with him against the cold barrier.
After a thousand years of separation, they should have had a lot to say to each other, but in the end they were speechless and just wanted to sit quietly together.
Feng Yin didn't want to talk about how much suffering he had endured in the past thousand years. He had too many grievances and sorrows, but His Majesty couldn't kiss him or hug him, so it would be more painful to say it than not to say it.
Now he just wanted to stay with His Majesty quietly and feel that His Majesty was really in front of him.
She's back, that's enough.
(End of this chapter)
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