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The consequences of the catastrophe are difficult to repair, but almost all survivors are grateful that time will always restore everything.
New buds are sprouting from the scorched earth, and a new round of rush to plant the crops that were destroyed by the heavy rain is underway. The sky is clear and all things are reviving.
Fortunately, the catastrophe did not spread far away. Although Wuzhong City was destroyed, most of the people had already moved away and the casualties were not heavy. The immortal sects in various places finally abolished their immortal relatives in the name of incompetence, respected Wuhui Sect as the leader of the world, united as one, and helped the people.
Everything is coming to life in an orderly manner.
The entire Wuhui Sect was filled with sorrow. The sect leader's cenotaph stood in the back hills, together with those who had sacrificed their lives for the Wuhui Sect, silently guarding the cenotaph. The disciples knelt under the white jade pillar at the entrance, taking turns kneeling for three days to respectfully send the sect leader off.
Luo Jinxiao kowtowed in front of her grave, took Wu Jue, and carved the words "Beisang" on the tombstone.
She was loyal to her duties as the leader of the sect throughout her life, and finally regained her reputation after her death.
Everyone recommended Luo Jinxiao as the new sect leader, but Luo Jinxiao refused. She knew she was not a person of great righteousness and did not want to be the center of attention. She just wanted to guard her own piece of land, so the title temporarily fell on Elder Liu.
When Elder Liu found out, he was furious and rushed to Hanyun Pavilion to settle the score with her, but the place was already empty.
The days soon came to the end of autumn and the weather gradually turned cold, but the world was still bustling. The long streets of Luyangzhou were crowded with people, all rushing to enjoy the rare warmth before the cold and basking in the sun.
In the busy streets, many children were holding candied haws, playing and fighting in a group, singing tuneless songs.
The six realms have been in chaos for more than ten years, and the night of suffering has finally come to a close.
The Demon Lord is kind and does not bring disaster upon himself; the nine gods have come to the world to make the sky clear.
"Listen." A hooded woman in green touched the person next to her and said with a smile.
The woman in red, wearing a large bamboo hat, listened attentively for a while and nodded: "Not bad."
"Hold your breath, be careful not to be recognized." Qu Weiyin pinched Luo Jinxiao on the waist. Luo Jinxiao cried out in pain and rubbed against her side.
"If you recognize me, then you recognize me. You're not afraid now." Luo Jinxiao said aggrievedly.
"They will worship us." Qu Weiyin felt more aggrieved than her.
Luo Jinxiao had no choice but to cough twice and disguise himself as a normal person.
The two followed the crowd and walked around for a while. Qiongqi smelled the aroma of meat and went to a roadside restaurant. Luo Jinxiao quickly pulled her back and grabbed her neck: "Are you hungry again?"
Qiongqi nodded while struggling.
"You are not allowed to eat!" Luo Jinxiao refused to give in. Qiongqi turned around, his big eyes filled with tears, and he burrowed into her arms. Luo Jinxiao hid, and the two of them started fighting in the street.
Qu Weiyin was so annoyed by the noise that she grabbed Luo Jinxiao with one hand and Qiongqi with the other to separate the two.
"Forget it, let her eat if she wants to. Why are you arguing with her?" Qu Weiyin shook her head and strode into the restaurant. The waiter saw a customer and enthusiastically led her upstairs.
Qiongqi succeeded and followed Qu Weiyin proudly.
Luo Jinxiao sighed deeply and had to compromise. He walked in muttering and sat down upstairs.
This restaurant is very big and there is a lot of space in the middle. In addition to staying on the first floor, guests can also sit on the second floor and lean on the railing to look out. There is a storytelling place downstairs, and the place is already very lively even before the storyteller goes on stage.
Luo Jinxiao and Qu Weiyin naturally didn't need to eat, so they just watched Qiongqi eat heartily. They held two cups of tea and drank leisurely.
"Junior Master, look at her condition. If I can't afford to support her in the future, I'll have to find a good man to send her away." Luo Jinxiao's eyelids twitched wildly as he watched Qiongqi swallow a piece of beef breast in one gulp.
"Who is so pessimistic?" Qu Weiyin raised his eyebrows.
"It is a bit difficult, but it is worth exploring. First of all, you need a lot of money and a rich family background." Luo Jinxiao thought while holding his chin.
"Then why don't you prepare more assets for me and you?" Qu Weiyin finished the tea in her hand, snatched it from Luo Jinxiao, leaned over, and stared at her with her phoenix eyes.
Luo Jinxiao felt hot all over when he saw her like that and couldn't help but stutter.
"Why, of course there is nothing. From now on, the entire God Realm will be yours. There are many rare treasures on it."
"That makes sense." Qu Weiyin curled her lips and took the remaining tea from Luo Jinxiao and sipped it gently on her red lips.
Luo Jinxiao swallowed his saliva.
She forced her eyes away and changed the subject: "Why hasn't the show started yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, gongs and drums were beaten downstairs. The storyteller in a long robe stood on the stage and there was a cheer. Luo Jinxiao also shouted a few times.
"Today, let's listen to the story of Wuhui Sect!" The man was very passionate, and spit flew everywhere as soon as he opened his mouth. "First of all, let's start with the Sect Master. The Sect Master's cultivation level has exceeded the Mahayana stage, and has reached the Transformation Realm. No one knows how long she has lived, but since Wuhui Sect appeared in the martial arts world, there have been legends about her."
He spoke with saliva flying all over the place, and Luo Jinxiao felt uncomfortable listening to him.
"They don't know that the Sect Master has been at the end of her strength since she came down from Nan Dou Peak. She is old and has an old illness. She is just holding on."
Luo Jinxiao looked at the storyteller, but seemed to be looking into the distance.
There was heartache in Qu Weiyin's eyes. She knew that after the Sect Master left, Luo Jinxiao had been really depressed for a while, and he had only eased up now.
He reached out, held her hand and rubbed it gently.
Luo Jinxiao almost exhausted all his strength and was just one step away from giving up everything to restore the world to normal. However, at the last moment, the sect leader used his spiritual power to save his life.
At first, she had to recite the sutras to herself even when she was walking. Now, after recuperating for a long time, she has gradually recovered her strength.
Qu Weiyin naturally knew how upset she felt.
"The ghost world is a mysterious place. Maybe Zhao Zhao is really waiting for her in the underworld. Now, she is reuniting with Zhao Zhao, waiting for the next life." Qu Weiyin said softly.
"Just like you and me, no matter what we look like, they will definitely recognize each other."
Luo Jinxiao blinked, squeezed out the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "That must be the case. I still remember the Sect Master said that Zhao Zhao and I are somewhat similar. Perhaps that was why she was willing to help me save you at that time."
Qu Weiyin also smiled, her eyes sparkling.
There was another chaos below, like a boiling oil pan, with everyone screaming and shouting.
"Next, let's talk about the Demon Lord and our ancient gods." The storyteller took a sip of tea to clear his throat and continued, "The Demon Lord, with his noble body, hid among the rebellious demons, kept a low profile, and endured for three years before he killed the rebellious people and prevented a greater disaster..."
"Bah, what nonsense is this guy talking about? When will I, the dignified Demon Lord, ever humble myself and behave myself?" Qu Weiyin was unhappy and cursed.
Luo Jinxiao was happy. She patted Qu Weiyin's head and said with a smile, "Stories are all like this. There are at least five versions of a story. Maybe the next version will be the most popular one."
Qu Weiyin waved her claws away, biting her lips with her pearly teeth, with an unhappy look on her face.
Luo Jinxiao ordered a plate of peanuts, picked up one, and put it into his mouth with a smile.
"… The god Luo Jinxiao is deeply in love with Qu Weiyin. Their friendship is so touching that it moves heaven and earth. Although the two women cannot have children and Luo Jinxiao cannot fulfill her wish of nurturing the gods, she still obeys Qu Weiyin in every way, puts away her arrogance, and is willing to fulfill her duties as a wife."
The peanuts on Luo Jinxiao's fingertips crushed into powder.
She stood up in anger and was about to climb over the railing, but Qu Weiyin grabbed her and held her in her arms: "Don't be impulsive tonight!"
"Bah, what a crappy storyteller, what nonsense is he talking about? Who told him that I want to give birth to the gods, who told him that I will obey him in everything?" Luo Jinxiao was furious, he grabbed the railing, wanting to go down and beat him up.
Qu Weiyin quickly hugged her waist and pulled her down mid-air, with a helpless look on his face: "You can't fight with mortals, not to mention you said that, storytellers are all like this, one story has five versions, don't take it seriously."
"No!" Luo Jinxiao pushed her away, his face full of anger, "How can this be tolerated? How can you talk nonsense about this matter! Do your duty as a wife and obey her in everything? I, Luo Jinxiao, can't stand this grievance!"
"Shh, keep your voice down!" Qu Weiyin quickly calmed her anger and tried to control her, but the noise here was still too loud, and the two of them had already taken off their hats and hoods, so their faces were exposed.
When everyone looked up, they saw Qu Weiyin pressing Luo Jinxiao against the railing, with one hand around her waist and the other covering her mouth.
The woman in red is pressing down on the woman in green, and they are so close that a sense of ambiguity arises naturally.
Luo Jinxiao's mind was in a mess. She only thought that it was all over and her reputation would be ruined.
"Who is that? He looks so familiar."
"There seems to be a demonic aura. Look at her eyes. Is she the Demon Lord?"
"Then the one below is the God Luo Jinxiao?"
Everyone was in an uproar and stood up cheering. Luo Jinxiao's face flushed red and he hurriedly pulled Qu Weiyin and Qiongqi along and turned around and ran away.
As if hearing the noise, two more people rushed in from outside the door, both wearing white clothes of the Wuhui Sect, and one of them had a gorgeous peacock standing on his shoulder.
"Oh no, it's Luo Ning!" Luo Jinxiao immediately ran a few steps quickly, and the figures of the three people disappeared in an instant, leaving only the joy in the hall.
"Sister?" Luo Ning frowned and strode after her. Yan Ying followed behind her, panting and looking helpless.
"Still chasing? Stop it, I'm so tired, Ning'er!" she shouted.
Luo Jinxiao dragged Qu Weiyin along and flew on swords in the sky. The two of them flew straight towards the Divine Realm and finally got rid of Luo Ning and Yan Ying.
"She didn't catch up." Qu Weiyin looked back and asked with a smile, "She was just worried about your safety."
Luo Jinxiao sighed deeply: "Now that they have seen me, they won't worry anymore. The two of them are really persistent enough to pursue me until now."
"Why are you hiding from Luo Ning?" Qu Weiyin rolled her eyes at her, "She's your own sister."
"I don't really want to hide from her, I just want to spend some more time alone with you, the two of us." Luo Jinxiao held her hand tighter, feeling a little shy.
Qu Weiyin shook her head upon hearing this and smiled secretly.
The barrier of the divine world is right in front of us. The huge island seems boundless, and the temple stands tall in one corner, as if it can poke a hole in the sky.
The glittering stone walls look even more brilliant in the sunlight.
Even if it's as quiet as the humming of a song, one can't help but sigh.
Everything on the island was magnificent. Outside the temple, it was covered with snow, but it did not feel cold. Luo Jinxiao took Qu Weiyin with him, stepped on the snow on the ground, and strode towards the temple.
There are only the two of them in this huge world. Although it is empty, their hearts are full.
Luo Jinxiao suddenly picked up a handful of snow and stuffed it into Qu Weiyin's clothes. Qu Weiyin called out softly, helpless and angry: "Jinxiao!"
Seeing Luo Jinxiao running away happily, Qu Weiyin kicked the snow on the spot, then grabbed a snowball and ran after Luo Jinxiao. The two of them laughed and played in the snow, looking very happy.
Qu Weiyin smiled widely. She spun in the snow, her red dress swaying in arcs like petals, sweeping up frost and scattering it everywhere.
As Luo Jinxiao watched, her heart became as warm as a hot spring. She suddenly hugged her with her backhand, and the two of them fell into the soft snow pile. Qu Weiyin was breathing slightly, and her eyes were like melted snow water, clear and bright.
She raised her lips and smiled, put her arms around Luo Jinxiao's neck, and kissed her on the lips.
"Junior Master." Luo Jinxiao murmured. She pressed down her body, controlled Qu Weiyin to prevent her from struggling, and then kissed the mark on her forehead.
Qu Weiyin's body trembled, and she didn't care about being angry anymore, she just let out a small cry.
She panted lightly, her chest rising and falling, and frowned, "What are you angry about again?"
These days she has figured out Luo Jinxiao's temper, and whenever he is unhappy, he will hit her forehead.
"It's just those storytellers who talk nonsense." Luo Jinxiao pouted and moved closer to Qu Weiyin for a kiss.
Qu Weiyin chuckled and pushed her away: "You are childish, competing with mortals."
"I don't care. You're having a great time outside, and you won't let me kiss you?" Luo Jinxiao leaned on her aggrievedly, like a spoiled child, rubbing her back and forth with his hair fluff.
"Hiss..." Qu Weiyin took a breath of cold air. She suddenly turned over with force and pressed Luo Jinxiao down. Her slender fingers lifted her chin, her eyes sparkling. "I think what they said makes sense. I have never seen you blushing and panting."
"Why haven't I seen it before? Can't I see it every time?" Luo Jinxiao asked.
"That's different. You have to be blushing and panting like me." Qu Weiyin frowned.
"What kind of blushing and panting is that?" Luo Jinxiao stared with his big almond eyes, looking ignorant.
"you!"
Qu Weiyin knew that she had been tricked by her, so she looked away, snorted coldly, turned over and ignored Luo Jinxiao.
"Junior Master, I don't understand. Can you teach me?" Luo Jinxiao laughed, jumped up, and chased after him.
The layout of the temple is grand, with ancient totems carved on the stone pillars and walls. The top is several feet high, and there is an echo when you look up.
The two held hands and walked into the inner hall. It was spotless everywhere, as if someone had just lived there.
Luo Jinxiao looked around, the memories were too long ago and she could no longer remember many things clearly.
The ground was covered with thick animal skins and was very soft to step on.
"Do you like it, Junior Uncle-Master? We can spend the next thousands and hundreds of years together. We can go wherever we want, to heaven or earth, and be free and easy." Luo Jinxiao turned around on the animal skin and lay down in a big letter shape.
Qu Weiyin pursed her lips and nodded. She knelt down and slowly lay on Luo Jinxiao.
"I'm really confused. Such a beautiful day actually happened to me." Qu Weiyin said with a smile. Compared with before, she was much more cheerful.
"You deserve it. You deserve it more than anyone else in the world." Luo Jinxiao turned over and looked at her.
Qu Weiyin curled her lips sweetly, and suddenly raised her head, rubbing her plump, rosy lips against Luo Jinxiao's cheek.
"Tonight..." Her voice was soft and sweet, more so than ever before, as if she was acting coquettishly.
The fragrant breath sprinkled on Luo Jinxiao, making her heart beat wildly.
"Yeah." Luo Jinxiao calmed himself and said softly.
In her eyes, Qu Weiyin was like a fairy, a demon, and a spirit. In short, she was anything that could captivate one's soul. Her shyness gradually faded away, and her beauty blossomed in a place where no one was around.
Luo Jinxiao held her hands and kneaded them slowly. He felt that such a beautiful pair of hands were surprisingly soft everywhere and he could never touch them enough.
"Junior Master, are you going to comfort me?" Luo Jinxiao said with a smile.
"As you wish for now." Qu Weiyin spoke with a slight gasp, and slowly moved into her arms, raised her beautiful neck, hooked her arms around Luo Jinxiao and lowered her head to kiss her.
Luo Jinxiao's heart seemed to melt. She responded to everything she said with utmost tenderness. Then, with slightly trembling hands, she pushed her forward along the soft animal skin, and herself backward.
Qu Weiyin bit her hand tightly, closed her eyes and dared not look down, allowing her to do whatever she wanted.
"Hiss..." she moaned softly.
"No one is here, Junior Master." Luo Jinxiao raised his eyes, his eyes sparkling, "You don't have to endure it."
"Shut up." Qu Weiyin said angrily and simply covered her mouth.
Luo Jinxiao chuckled, and had no choice but to do as she asked, keeping silent. However, Qu Weiyin couldn't help herself, and after hearing what she said, she let go completely.
Some things, if the two people doing them are in love, will be more enjoyable and the souls will be connected.
The two of them hugged each other tightly and rubbed their ears from the time the sun was still rising to the time it set. Only when the last ray of golden sunlight slanted into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows did they let go of each other and lay down side by side.
Qu Weiyin was so tired that she collapsed. She gently hit Luo Jinxiao and scolded him, "Don't forget that you are a god. I am not. I can't stand your torture."
"Okay, I'll remember it next time." Luo Jinxiao couldn't hide his smile.
The golden light was brilliant, filling the entire hall, making the originally gloomy temple more vibrant than anywhere else.
"Our days have just begun. I will love you for the remaining thousand years of my life, and in every life after that." After a long time, Luo Jinxiao said softly.
Qu Weiyin hummed and looked at the rolling yellow clouds in the distance, her eyes moist.
The shadows of the two people lying down were stretched out long and narrow, neatly arranged, and projected side by side on the ground.
Although there is no one around, I will never be lonely again.
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