Qi Muyao now has the cultivation level of Yuanhai Realm. Although he cannot see, he has no problem moving around in the outside world.

In the future, she might join a sect and become a genius respected by everyone.

Or perhaps, because of her charming appearance and lovable personality, she will become a fairy favored by many gifted men of heaven.

After watching Qi Muyao leave, Jiang Zhige thought he would remain calm, but for some reason he felt a little lost.

If Qi Muyao still has him in her heart, they will meet again in ten years.

If not, this farewell will be forever.

Thinking of the girl's timid appearance and her long-lasting love for him who had been waiting outside the door for thirty years, Jiang Zhige really couldn't treat it with a normal attitude.

"Junior brother, we'll see each other again in ten years."

Not long after, Ning Qiu Shui's very confident voice came from behind.

She walked to Jiang Zhige's side and whispered, "With the skills I taught her, she should be able to take care of herself."

After decades of living together, she was reluctant to leave, but for Qi Muyao, leaving was indeed the best choice.

At this moment, Mo Ziyan was also watching not far away, but she didn't dare to come out and stand next to Jiang Zhige.

Comparing the melancholy and reluctance of the two, she felt more envious in her heart, envious that Qi Muyao could still get Jiang Zhige's promise.

It would only take Qi Muyao ten years to get Jiang Zhige's reply, but it was unknown how many years it would take Mo Ziyan to re-enter Jiang Zhige's world, and getting Jiang Zhige's response was even more of a distant prospect.

After a long silence, Jiang Zhige shook his head, turned and walked towards the wooden house.

Ning Qiu Shui looked melancholy, but did not try to keep him.

She knew that Jiang Zhige needed to be alone now, and disturbing him would only make him more upset.

Time passes and the night grows darker.

Jiang Zhige sat alone in front of the stone table, staring at the pot of wine in front of him in a daze.

He was thinking about what his future path should be and how he should deal with the people and things around him.

Perhaps it was because he was a time traveler. Even though he was the Emperor Xuan Cang and was surrounded by many fairies like Ning Qiu Shui, Jiang Zhige still felt a little empty inside.

For example, at this moment, Jiang Zhige can only look at the moon here alone, suppressing all the helplessness and pain in his heart.

Upon learning that Jiang Zhige was not dead yet, Mo Ziyan was able to vent his emotions. However, who could listen to his own emotions?

After a long time, Jiang Zhige came back to his senses, and all his emotions finally turned into a sigh.

He poured himself a cup of fairy wine, looked up at the bright moon and drank it all in one gulp.

"A pot of wine in the woods, drinking alone without a companion.

I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people. "

At this moment, a familiar voice was heard in the woods.

Jiang Zhige turned his head and saw that Lu Tianjiao had appeared in the woods at some point.

He was dressed in a white robe as white as snow, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome appearance, which formed a sharp contrast with Jiang Zhige, who was dressed in black clothes and had a gloomy brow.

Jiang Zhige looked bitter and didn't know how to refute.

Lu Tianjiao sat opposite Jiang Zhige, shaking his head and sighing, "Brother Jiang, it really is lonely at the top, isn't it?"

Jiang Zhige had no way to refute it. In the end, it was just a saying that it is lonely at the top.

Ning Qiushui and the other girl must have known that Jiang Zhige was drinking alone in the woods, and they certainly did not want to become the cause of Jiang Zhige's suffering. Instead, they wanted to be the person Jiang Zhige confided in.

But they knew that since they could not get into Jiang Zhige's heart, showing up at this moment would only make him more upset.

"Brother Jiang, why don't you buy me a drink?"

"With pleasure."

Jiang Zhige did not refuse and poured a full glass of fairy wine for Lu Tianjiao.

After reaching the ninth level of the Heavenly Wheel, Lu Tianjiao still had not rebuilt his left arm.

He could only pick up the wine glass with one hand and invite Jiang Zhige to drink. He smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, why bother? A road, no matter how you walk it, is still a road."

"That's true."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhige felt a little relieved and raised his glass to drink with Lu Tianjiao.

The two of them were drinking together in the woods, and were obviously much more casual than they were in front of outsiders. Some of their true words came out, making it hard to believe that one was the Emperor Xuan Cang who saved all living beings, and the other was the famous one-armed sword master.

"The bright moon brings back memories of the past, and warm wine brings friends who understand me."

“How many people in the world know me?”

After three rounds of drinking, Lu Tianjiao started to sing under the influence of alcohol. Although Jiang Zhige could not appreciate his singing, his inner boredom was swept away.

"Brother Lu, I'm afraid I can't be your soulmate with your singing voice."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. If we can't be soulmates, we can be close friends."

Lu Tianjiao couldn't help laughing. He just looked around and felt bored, and lost interest in drinking.

At this moment, bursts of captivating and graceful piano sounds rang out in the woods.

Lu Tianjiao was immediately immersed in it, and felt that the fairy wine in the cup was even more meaningful.

It’s a pity that this song was not played for him, so he will never become his soulmate.

Jiang Zhige did not interrupt, but drank and listened to the mood of the piano.

It has to be said that Ning Qiu Shui is truly a wonderful person. Even though Jiang Zhige wanted to reject her feelings, he could not reject her music.

"Junior brother, you are drinking alone at night, why don't you let me play the piano to cheer you up?"

Just like in Tianyun Pavilion back then, Ning Qiu Shui was still playing the piano with her bare hands, her face covered with a veil, and her graceful figure could be seen clearly in the dim moonlight.

Jiang Zhige stared at the fairy wine in the cup. Although he didn't look at Ning Qiu Shui, he didn't answer either.

But at this moment, his heart seemed to have loosened a little.

Ning Qiu Shui is such a beautiful woman, and her love for her is as gentle as flowing water, so Jiang Zhige does not feel the slightest bit of disgust, and has no reason to reject her love.

Ning Qiu Shui and Qi Muyao have been waiting here with Mo Ziyan for thirty years. Jiang Zhige made a promise to Qi Muyao, so does he have to give a response to Ning Qiu Shui as well?

Not far away, looking at the gorgeous figure in the moonlight, Mo Ziyan, who was known as one of the ten great beauties in heaven, suddenly felt a little ashamed.

The three-foot-long jade harp asks your heart, and each string and pillar is dedicated to the echo.

A piece of piano music, it's fake to add to the fun, but it's real to express my feelings.

Ning Qiu Shui never disturbed Jiang Zhige too much, but she always touched Jiang Zhige's heart just right.

They both waited for each other for thirty years, but Mo Ziyan's long-lasting love seemed to be lingering, while Ning Qiu Shui could move Jiang Zhige.

Facing a woman like this, do I really have a chance of winning?

"Zi Yan, don't be discouraged. It's not time for the dust to settle yet."

"I just don't believe that your feelings for him will lose to a scheming woman."

Just when Mo Ziyan was panicking, Xiao Ling suddenly appeared beside her.

Although Ning Qiu Shui is hard to dislike, as an old friend, she naturally supports Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan's eyes turned red and she lowered her head.

Ning Qiu Shui does seem to be a bit scheming, but how many men in the world would dislike such an impeccable conspiracy?

The most important thing is that Mo Ziyan now has no courage to fight.

Xiao Ling's face was filled with disappointment, and he sighed helplessly: "Don't be discouraged, can't you also play the flute? In terms of melody alone, you are already as good as Ning Qiushui."