Su Zimo looked at the woman in blood-robed clothes and felt a surge of excitement in his heart. He was in a trance. He didn't know for a moment whether this scene or this person was really an illusion.
The two have been separated for more than 80,000 years.
Unlike in Pingyang, where the butterfly moon turned into a butterfly and passed away, in Zhongqian World, the two of them were separated by life and death.
Su Zimo didn't even know if he could see Die Yue again after ascending to the world.
What did Dieyue look like when we saw each other again
Until this moment, he didn't know that Dieyue was still the person he thought about day and night, and was even younger than before.
There is a hint of girliness on the free and lazy face.
Su Zimo once saw Die Yue die in front of him.
That kind of despair, that kind of powerlessness, that kind of pain once made him miserable and deeply trapped in it.
He was far away from his old friends and homeland, and once went on the road alone, traveling around three thousand worlds to relieve the misery in his heart, but he was still unable to escape.
Just now, the moment he saw Dieyue, all the pain and pain disappeared.
In his heart, there was only endless joy.
Su Zimo's eyes were red and he couldn't bear to look away at all. He just looked at Die Yue dreamingly and couldn't even bear to disturb her.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The woman in blood robe suddenly snorted and said, "You stared at me for a long time, you are so rude!"
While saying this, the woman in blood robe opened her eyes and looked towards Su Zimo.
"Huh?"
Seeing Su Zimo's appearance, the woman in blood robe pursed her lips, a smile appeared in her beautiful eyes, and said: "You are quite interesting, why are you so aggrieved and your eyes are red just after I said something to you?" Already?"
Su Zimo's heart trembled, and he felt a hint of uneasiness. He quickly stepped forward and came to the foot of the peach tree, and said in a trembling voice: "Dieyue, don't you recognize me?"
"Why should I recognize you?"
The woman in blood robe stared at Su Zimo for a while, shook her head and said.
Seeing Die Yue's appearance, Su Zimo didn't look like he was joking with him at all. He couldn't help but swayed and his face instantly turned extremely pale!
What the Evil Emperor said back then came to mind.
"She is a new person in the world, not a rebirth."
"The so-called rebirth means erasing all traces of this life."
"When she is reborn in the world, she may become any one of all races, and she may forget everything in this life, including you."
After all, the Evil Emperor was right.
The two met again but did not know each other.
Su Zimo felt a pain in his heart.
The joy I had just felt was also washed away a lot.
At this moment, the woman in blood robe said again: "Besides, my name is not Dieyue, my name is Su Die."
"ah?"
Su Zimo was stunned for a moment and asked: "How come your surname is Su? Who gave you the name?"
"I got it myself."
Mentioning this matter, a trace of pride flashed in the blood-robed woman's eyes, and she said: "I was raised by a group of butterflies. The first word I spoke was Su, and the first word I recognized was Su."
"I guess I must have been a great person in my previous life. Su is so important to me, so it should be my last name..."
Before the woman in blood robe finished speaking, she saw Su Zimo's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.
After one reincarnation, Die Yue almost forgot everything about her previous life, even herself.
But he was not forgotten.
On the peach tree, the woman in blood robe looked at Su Zimo who was crying profusely below, her heart trembled, and she felt distressed for no reason.
The blood-robed woman closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time. Suddenly she floated down and came to Su Zimo, asking softly: "What's your name?"
"My name is Su Zimo."
Su Zimo's eyes turned red from crying and he answered softly.
"oh."
The woman in blood robe responded seemingly casually.
Su Zimo wiped away the tears on his face, took a deep breath and said, "Miss Die, I want to tell you a story, are you willing to listen?"
"It depends on whether you speak well or not."
The woman in blood robe smiled slightly.
Su Zimo nodded, tried to calm down as much as possible, revealed a look of memory, and said softly: "There is a small town on the Tianhuang Continent called Pingyang Town."
"There is a scholar in a small town who owns a house of his own, and there is a peach tree like this planted in the yard."
As he spoke, Su Zimo pointed to the peach tree next to him.
No matter what, Dieyue still remembered something after all.
Otherwise, these peach trees would not be planted near her residence.
Su Zimo believed that the time in Pingyang Town still left a deep impression on Dieyue's heart.
He hopes to use this to awaken the memory of Dieyue's past life.
Su Zimo continued: "The scholar's daily life was ordinary, nothing more than reading and writing. Until one day, when he went out and met a woman in red robe who was seriously injured and unconscious, he rescued her..."
Su Zimo met the two for the first time, left him three gifts when Die Yue left, and continued his practice, chasing Die Yue's footsteps, to the Zhongqian World, and the two finally met...
Then the two of them joined hands to fight against the heaven and earth, crushing the heaven, and finally Dieyue died at the hands of the Brahma Ghost Mother...
This story is extremely long.
Su Zimo fell into the memories of the past, and before he knew it, he had been talking about it for three days and three nights.
He didn't realize that for such a long time, the woman in blood robe didn't show any sign of impatience on her face. She just listened to him quietly without interrupting.
On the contrary, when he talked about something emotional, a touch of tenderness flashed in the eyes of the woman in blood robe when she looked at him.
After the whole story was told, Su Zimo came back to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief.
"The story is fascinating."
The woman in blood robe smiled lightly and said: "You don't mean to say that the scholar in the story is you and the woman in red robe is my previous life, right?"
"Don't you believe it?"
Su Zimo didn't expect that telling everything about his previous life would still have no effect, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
His heart moved, and he quickly took out a picture scroll from his storage bag and unfolded it in front of the woman in blood robe.
On the scroll, there were two people drawn, a man and a woman.
The man with black hair and blue shirt, with blazing eyes, was Su Zimo.
The woman's bloody robe reaches the ground, looking down at the world, it is the butterfly moon.
This is a painting given to Su Zimo by the painting fairy Mo Qing before he ascended to the throne.
"Miss Butterfly, look."
Su Zimo pointed to the two people on the scroll and said: "This is a painting given by an old friend in Zhongqian World. Aren't the people in the painting us?"
The blood-robed woman glanced at the painting, her eyes fell on a line of small words in the lower right corner of the painting, and she read it softly: "I hope Junior Brother Su will find her soon and join hands for this life."
The woman in blood robe looked at this line of words, smelled the faint fragrance from the painting, and suddenly asked: "Is this given to you by a woman?"
"yes."
Su Zimo nodded subconsciously and said: "The painting fairy of Qiankun Academy, Senior Sister Mo Qing."
"Senior Sister Mo Qing, why have I never heard of you?"
The woman in blood robe stared at Su Zimo and asked with a half-smile.
"I… "
Su Zimo was asked for a moment.
In the story he just told, most of them were talking about missing Die Yue, and others were naturally spared.
Sudden!
Su Zimo's heart was shocked and he reacted. He looked at Dieyue in disbelief. He was so excited that he didn't care much. He stepped forward and grabbed Dieyue's hands and asked in a trembling voice: "You, you remember, right?" wrong?"
A blush appeared on Dieyue's face, but she did not break away. She looked at Su Zimo with eyes full of tenderness and nodded lightly.
Su Zimo's heart almost exploded and his blood boiled. He quickly asked: "When?"
"Just when you're crying."
Dieyue pursed her lips and smiled.
Su Zimo's face turned red and he looked shy, but he was extremely happy in his heart.
When he burst into tears, the story just now had not yet been told.
Su Zimo said: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? It made me..."
Dieyue said softly: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to hear you talk to me. Even if you talk for three days and three nights, it's not enough."
Su Zimo felt his heart heat up when he heard this, and wrapped his arms around Dieyue into his arms.
The two felt each other's heartbeat and hugged each other tightly, almost with all their strength, as if they were afraid that the other would leave again.
But this time, the two knew that no one could separate them.