"Will you love me forever?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I believe you."
The breeze blew and peach blossoms flew all over the sky, witnessing the vows between the two.
Looking into Xuan Cang's eyes, Qing Hua had the illusion that Xuan Cang would love him forever. It is precisely because of this illusion that he leads him to a path of no return, a path that will never lead to results.
If there hadn't been that meeting in the peach blossom forest that year, if there hadn't been that inadvertent glimpse, maybe everything would have been different.
If, if it were true, how great would it be...
The leap on the Zhuxian platform made this oath finally come to nothing.
In the eighty-five thousand seven hundred and seventy-sixth year of the Immortal Calendar, Qinghua Immortal Lord, Yi.
From then on, there was no more Qinghua in the heaven.