"My master's message is complete."
"We will not linger any longer, and so we will depart."
"Your Excellency the Moon God, farewell!"
After saying this, Teya and the others did not linger here any longer and immediately turned around and left.
According to Ye Fan's previous orders, the two of them needed to immediately rush to Chu Men Mountain and rendezvous with Ye Fan.
However, long after Teya and the others had left, outside the Three Gods Pavilion, the Moon God was still lost in thought for a long time, staring at the same spot for a long time without making a sound.
As for the two Patriarchal powerhouses who had just been injured by the Moon God, they were now forcibly holding back their injuries and kneeling on the ground.
They were so silent that they did not even dare to say a word.
If the Moon God did not move, they naturally did not dare to move either.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the Moon God's sluggish body twitched.
Looking at the direction Gaia and the others left, the Moon God did not say a word, but turned around and entered the Three Gods Pavilion.
In the middle of the great hall, the ancient wood was fragrant.
The ancient altar, however, was written with the traces of the ages.
The Three Gods Pavilion had existed in the Sun Country for ages.
Every object in it had a history of at least a hundred years.
Ever since Gaia and his group had left, the Moon God's mind had been difficult to keep quiet.
Alone, she stood in front of the main hall.
In her mind, however, all she could think about were the words Ye Fan had just said echoing.
Especially after seeing the Three Life Rope in her hand, the Moon God's heart and soul trembled and it was hard to be calm.
In the end, two lines of tears actually left quietly along the corners of her eyes.
"Ai~"
"Yue'er, after all, you still can't let go of him?"
The Moon God let out a long sigh.
This sigh was actually filled with pity and helplessness.
As the Heavenly God of the country, he stood in power and authority, and had the supreme majesty to kill and kill.
At one time, the Moon God thought that there was nothing in this world that she could not change.
But now it seems that she was wrong.
It was difficult for her to control the emotions of people.
Over the years, the Moon God had thought that under the influence of her mind and spirit, the consciousness inside her that belonged to Rangong Ying Yue should have faded away from the young man of Yanxia.
However, when news of that teenager reappeared, the Moon God clearly felt the tearing of her heart beneath her own body.
"Teacher, I'm sorry."
"I really can't let go of my master."
"I really can't do it."
"And teacher, why do you think the master returned the Three Life Rope to me."
"Was he saying those words to say goodbye to me?"
"Where is he going?"
"Will he be in danger."
"Teacher, I want to go to him, I want to see the master."
Deep in the Moon God's mind came Ryouga Eizuki's voice.
Nowadays, their consciousnesses had co-existed.
Ranggong Ying Yue and the Moon God were even known as master and disciple.
In the past few years, Ranggong Ying Yue had always been calm.
The last time she had such strong mood swings was when she learnt that Ye Fan had fallen in the Amazon Rainforest.
The other time, it was now.
This showed how important Ye Fan was in this girl's heart.
However, when faced with Rangong Ying Yue's request, the Moon God flatly refused.
"Yue'er, you must not be capricious."
"At all times, you must not forget your identity and position."
"No matter what ties you had with him before."
"But now, you are a Heavenly God of the Sun Kingdom."
"How can you go over the mountains and across the sea to visit a young man from Yanxia?"
"But I am afraid that my master will be in danger, and I am afraid that I will never see him again. Teacher, I beg you, let me go properly, I will just sneak a glance, just to see that he is still well, I will be satisfied." Ranggong Eizuki still couldn't let go, how vivid was the worry and longing in her heart.
"That's enough."
"Have you forgotten how you promised me before?"
"I'll say it one last time, forget him."
"Your paths are different, and there is no need to conspire with each other in the future."
"Besides, he has made it very clear when he sent someone this time."
"Your friendship as master and servant is over, and the Three Lives brocade rope has been returned."
"Between you, there are no more ties."
"Those words he sent, you can consider them as your last exchange."
"It is good that this is the end, and that you can have a gentle ending."
"From now on, his life and death are no longer your concern."
Tsukiji spoke firmly and with conviction.
With a few words, it even cut off all thoughts of Rangong Ying Yue.
The Moon God knew very well that Yue's relationship with Ye Fan, if she did not stop, she would suffer from his disorder.
Not only would her own dao heart be affected, it would even damage the interests of the Sun Country's martial dao in the future.
After all, she, Moon God, was the Heavenly God of the country, the symbol of the martial dao. She is supreme, holy and majestic.
She could not be ambiguously entangled with a youngster from Yanxia.
If word got out, her reputation would be tarnished, and the whole country would become a complete joke.
The Moon God would never allow such a situation to arise.
If Liang Gong Ying Yue had not been forced to die, the Moon God would have killed Ye Fan back then and broken her mind.
Now that she had taken a step back, it was naturally impossible for her to allow Liang Gong Ying Yue to fool around.
After saying these words, the Moon God once again chanted sutras and meditated in front of the altar to quiet her mind.
But could she ever be still?
Every time she closed her eyes, the voice of that young man would come back to her mind.
Even his farewell to her today was as gentle as that.
For so many years, who could have entered her heart and touched the softness of her heart?
I'm afraid that in this life, there is only one master, right?
.....
His Excellency the Three Gods, the sandalwood incense lingered and the fresh breeze flowed.
At that moment, a beautiful woman raised the wind horse, not to pray for blessings, but only to watch for his arrival.
That day, she closed her eyes in the fragrant mist of the sutra hall, but she suddenly heard his once laughing words~
That night, she listened to the Sanskrit chanting all night, not for enlightenment, but only to seek a hint of his breath~,.
......
She shook all the sutras in front of the Buddha, not for the sake of transcendence, but just to touch his fingertips.
.....
She kowtows her head on the mountain path, not for an audience, but just to be close to ..... His warmth~
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On the other side, above the vast sea, the waves are magnificent.
The vast surface of the sea reflects the boundless sky.
The sea and the sky are one in colour.
The wind whistles and the waves roar.
Between the sky and the sea, two figures are heading ten thousand miles away.
The wind was howling.
The air currents beneath their feet even raised a wave that stretched to the sky above the ocean.
From a distance, the hundred white traces looked like a water dragon king walking across the sea.
The waves were so thick that they thrashed the shore and swept up a thousand piles of snow.
Yes, these two, were not others.
Rather, they were Ye Fan and Meng Wangyu, who were running at full speed to Chu Men Mountain.
Yanxia and Chumen Mountain were ten thousand miles apart, separated by the sea.
With time running out, Ye Fan was already too late to get to the airport to take a flight.
Instead, he directly chose to go across the sea.
At his level of strength, even a plane could not catch up with his speed when he was running at full speed.
Of course, only Ye Fan could do such a crazy thing.
As for Meng Dianyu, she could not even think about it.
One had to know that this was crossing the entire Pacific Ocean alone.
Even an ordinary sealed powerhouse would have to be exhausted.
Not to mention her.
But Ye Fan dared to do it.
Moreover, he didn't just cross the ocean by himself and still do it, he also brought her with him.
Yes, at this moment, Meng Wanyu was being held in Ye Fan's arms.
The bitterly cold wind was like a devil's hiss.
The sea beneath her feet was like hell.
The rising waves were the palms of the devil.
At this moment, Meng Wangyu, afraid of dying in the sea, undoubtedly hugged Ye Fan to death and shrank into his arms with all her might.
In this boundless sea, I am afraid that only this young man in front of her can bring her a steady sense of security.
Just like a person in the water, clinging to the straw that saves his life.