"Ran Ran, what do I want in this life?"
"Xuan Mo, have you ever loved someone?"
"I only love you. Ranran, I, Xuanmo, only love you."
"Xuan Mo, have you ever hated someone?"
He saw her leaping down from the Zhuxian Cliff, her body was so light and her body was gone in an instant, like a flying butterfly. That Ran Ran who loved to laugh, that gentle Ran Ran, that forbearing Ran Ran, that Ran Ran he loved,
That Ran Ran who is a mortal.
You, the prince in the ninth level of heaven, turn your hand to clouds and rain, but you can't even keep the one you love.
He closed his eyes gently, turned over and jumped down.
"You child, which princess in the Nine Heavens is inferior to that mortal?" If you open your eyes again, it will not be the next life. His father, Lord Dong'a, finally rescued him, who was dying after all his cultivation.
He was silent, and a tear quietly passed through the corner of his eye.
...
The courtyard was filled with the fragrance of hibiscus, and he gently stroked the child's head, "Father, why did you call me Ah Jiu?"
Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu. Your mother left me nine days ago, and she gave birth to you nine days ago. How I wish she would appear again in nine days.
He has no love for the mortal world since then.
I don't fall in love with the mortal world but can't let go of memories. Ranran, you are there in every chapter.
...
Forty thousand years can be said to be long or short.
Mount Quinn, that light figure seems familiar.
He smiled, his starry eyes reflecting a strange light.
"It turns out that I am the High God of Muqiu and Baiye, and I am Xuanmo of the Nine Heavens."
White night, white night.
Ran Ran, Ran Ran.