A copper bell binds the two people together across thousands of years.
In the memory, the boy in purple tried his best to smile and said: "Well... Put this on you, I can find you no matter where you go from now on."
Things are unpredictable. After Xie Zhen recovered from his injury, he left him with only a back as blue as the night before he drifted away.
Fortunately, after going round and round, we finally reunited.
That day, the flowers in the Qionghua Sea were in full bloom, and the immortals on the Orchid Courtyard were intoxicated. The uncontrollable smile between his brows and eyes seemed like a handful of moonlight, shining into Xie Zhen's heart.
He said: "Junior Xiangli Cifeng, who is falsely called Lingyao Immortal Lord, has met senior Xie Zhen."
The road to immortality is long, and Xiangli Cifeng's loud laughter seems to be the most prosperous full moon in Xie Zhen's long years.
Since then, nothing can be put in it.
"Ci Feng, I love you."