The immortal's retreat lasts for thousands of years, but it may take at least a thousand years.

Jiujiu is Xirang's spiritual pet. When Xirang wants to retreat, she will naturally accompany him.

When I wake up from this retreat, it will already be ten thousand years later.

Jiujiu woke up and shed her skin once in the middle of the journey, and her body changed into that of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.

Her face is still pretty and charming, but there is a small red mole in the corner of her eye, which is looming as her eyelashes sway, adding a bit of coquettish beauty to her pretty face.

And Xirang also turned into an adult man.

But what remained unchanged was the way he looked at Jiujiu, which was gentle and lingering, as if there was light in his mouth.

Seeing Jiujiu wake up, Xirang raised his hand and passed it across Jiujiu's cheek. Feeling the smoothness of his lower hand, Xirang pursed the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Wake up."

Jiujiu shook his eyes, glanced at Xirang whose outline had become resolute due to his growth, and said favorably.

Xi Ran stood up. A considerate immortal attendant had already prepared water for him to take a bath.

Jiujiu, on the other hand, took advantage of Xirang's bathing time to go outside Moli's palace.

After not seeing each other for ten thousand years, Moli's palace remains as deserted and lonely as when we first saw it.

Jiujiu didn't know if Mo Li had untied the barrier after ten thousand years, so he tentatively put his hand in, but unexpectedly the barrier disappeared.

Jiujiu was startled for a moment, then quickly opened the door and walked into the house.

What she didn't know was that the moment she entered, the barrier appeared again, isolating and dissipating her breath.

After not seeing each other for ten thousand years, Mo Li took off the moon-colored robe he originally put on and put on the dark-colored robe again. There were no windows in the room, and darkness invaded Jiujiu's sight.

Jiujiu walked up to Mo Li, slowly squatted down and shouted: "Mo Li."

As if a world has changed, and as if a word awakened a person in a dream, Mo Li's long and straight eyelashes shook slightly. After a moment, he raised his eyes. His eyes, which were originally as quiet as dead water, flickered and looked again.

Xiang Jiujiu.

He opened his mouth, but his voice became hoarse for the first time: "Jiujiu?"

Jiujiu nodded and held Mo Li's palm.

Mo Li's palm was big and warm, as soft as the gentlest clouds in the sky. It was not like a cold and heartless stone like what Jiujiu had seen ten thousand years ago.

"You said you like me?" Mo Li's voice was low and hoarse, which could even be said to be harsh, but to Jiujiu's ears, it sounded a little sweet.

Thinking of the last time the immortal servant said that Mo Li couldn't speak, Jiujiu's eyes were sore and she nodded without hesitation and said softly: "I am happy with you."

Hearing Jiujiu's words, Mo Li felt his still dull chest swaying slightly. When he lowered his head, he saw Jiujiu's eyes were a little red, with tears shining at the corners of her eyes.

Mo Li was startled for a moment, raised his hand and swiped the corner of Jiujiu's eyes, and saw the crystal clear tears on his fingers. He frowned and put the teardrop in his mouth. After tasting the faint salty taste, he just felt

I feel the vibration in my heart getting stronger and stronger.

Mo Li covered his chest, took a long breath, subconsciously hugged Jiujiu into his arms, almost impatiently but implicitly pressed a kiss on Jiujiu's forehead, closed his eyes, his eyes filled with light.

It's red, and if you look carefully you can see a trace of tears.

Then Jiujiu heard a familiar voice. The voice was low and magnetic, with the touch of being lost and found: "I've been waiting for you."

This voice was so familiar that Jiujiu shouted out his original name almost instantly: "Moye."

Jiujiu didn't know why she called out this name, but after she said it, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, and her tears fell down. She opened her arms and hugged Mo Li's waist, sobbing.

Keep saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Mo Li hugged Jiujiu gently, even though the longing in his heart almost burned his chest, he still said softly: "It doesn't matter, I don't blame you, it's my own fault."

Jiujiu's tears almost awakened all of Mo Li's memories, and he remembered.

He is Moye, the powerful Moye.

He swallowed Jiujiu's body, thinking he could break out, but he didn't expect Jiujiu's soul to disappear when he broke through. He became the divine messenger that everyone wanted to be, but was lost forever.

Jiujiu.

The one he likes, the one who likes him, he can't wait to keep it in his heart and love Jiujiu for the rest of his life.

He killed Yi Anchen, he killed An Luoyao, and he killed everyone who stood in the way of him and Jiujiu.

He slaughtered all the people on the mainland, but still couldn't find Jiujiu.

He is a god, he can feel the breath of the soul, but he cannot feel Jiujiu's, and he cannot find Jiujiu's.

He was unwilling to give in. He liked Jiujiu so much, but Jiujiu was gone. Mo Xie wanted to cry, but God has no tears. God cannot cry, and God will not cry.

God cried, and the sky collapsed.

This world belongs to him and Jiujiu. He can kill everyone, but he dare not destroy this place. He is afraid that Jiujiu will not find him.

He stayed true to Jiujiu's words that he would come back, and waited for countless years.

He stayed quietly in the place where he and Jiujiu had lived before, motionless until his body turned into a hard stone and until his heart slowly shrank and stopped beating.

His emotions and memories slowly disappeared as his heart stopped beating.

He only appeared again when the Fairy Mother was born hundreds of millions of years ago.

However, he lost his most precious memory.

He didn't know what his name was, but he subconsciously named himself Mo Li.

Moli Moli, don't leave.

He followed the Fairy Mother and watched her dominate the fairy world and become the supreme one in the fairy world, but he didn't feel anything at all.

He didn't know who he was, and he didn't seem to know who he was, but he knew that he was waiting for someone.

He is waiting for someone important to him.

He forgot the whole world, but he only remembered that person's name was Jiujiu.

He waited for hundreds of millions of years, and when he was about to forget himself, he finally waited for Jiujiu.

Holding Jiujiu in his arms, Mo Li shed a tear excitedly.

He has waited too long, too long.

This time, he is strong enough to protect her and let her stay by his side.

Mo Li gently stroked the top of Jiujiu's hair, and his voice was very soft, but with indescribable tenderness: "Do you want to leave this time?"

Jiujiu hugged Mo Li and burst into tears. After a long time, she choked and said, "I don't know."

She doesn't know.

Mo Li lowered his eyelids gently to cover the thoughts behind his eyes. After a long time, he whispered: "It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you."

Mo Li said the word "wait for you" lightly, but it made Jiujiu burst into tears again. She couldn't help crying while holding Mo Li.

Even though she still couldn't remember who Mo Li was at this moment, she knew that he was very important to her. It was so important that even if she forgot about the whole world, she knew that without him, she would lose everything.
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