Chapter 693 Predecessor (1)

Ah Zhaoti's request is to let Chongli stay in Jiuyi with him for a month.

The lifespan of a god is endless, and the period of a month is but a flick of a finger.

Chong Li was puzzled: "Chong Li can easily fulfill the request of the Goddess. Doesn't the Goddess think it's worth it in exchange for a drop of precious dew?"

"No and no!" Azhao shook his head seriously.

"This divine dew, no matter how precious and rare it is to outsiders, is nothing but a dead thing to me."

"But the Lord of the Star Realm hasn't gone out for tens of thousands of years, and he has such a beautiful face. I feel very happy just looking at you."

A Zhao stretched out a finger, and shook it lightly: "Is it worth it to exchange a drop of dead matter for my happiness in January?"

Chongli didn't say whether it was worth it or not.

But he stayed.

...

Ah Zhao felt that he was both an experiencer and a bystander.

Through another person's body, she experienced a life that she had no memory of at all.

She watched the man named Chongli accompany Ah Zhao through every part of the Jiuyi Divine Mountain, strolling with her in the secluded sea of ​​flowers in Jiuyi, leaning against the ancient sacred tree that gave birth to A Zhao Now let's talk about Qin Dao...

Of those two people, one is the Lord of the Stars, who is unpredictable, and the other is the Nine Yi Goddess, who is the most beautiful in the six realms. When they are together, even the harshest gods can't say a word that is not right.

The January period is indeed as fast as imagined.

As a person who has experienced it, A Zhao can clearly see that there is a secret love between these two people.

But Ah Zhao didn't speak.

Chong Li didn't mention it either.

At the end of the one-month period, Chongli got the dew as he wished, and bid farewell to Ah Zhao.

The two stood on the top of the mountain, the mountain wind blew their clothes up, and their words were fragmented.

Ah Zhao pricked up his ears, trying hard to hear what the person in front of him said clearly, but an uncontrollable force came out from the void.

The next moment, her consciousness was uncontrollably stripped from that A Zhao, and she fell into darkness.

...

On the side of the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

The silver-haired man's voice disappeared.

The little Zhengtai, who was carved in powder and carved with jade, also turned back into a shining white dumpling.

The eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes. At this moment, all the changes in her body faded away like the tide.

"Marshmallow." A Zhao looked at Xiaotuanzi blankly, "I seem to have a dream."

"Azhao, what did you dream about?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Ah Zhao always feels that there seems to be a trace of cautious expectation in Marshmallow's throat.

She tried very hard to recall the content of the dream, but found in dismay that when she opened her eyes, those dreams that should have been vivid in her mind seemed to be expelled into an abyss that no one could find.

Not half impressed.

She shook her head: "I don't remember."

Marshmallow let out a disappointed "Oh".

"But..." Ah Zhao looked up at the boundless starry sky in front of him, and said softly, "That must be a beautiful dream."

She reached out and touched her heart.

That sheer joy and happiness doesn't lie.

A Zhao had a faint premonition in his heart.

This dream is definitely not a messy and aimless dream.

Although she didn't remember, she was sure that everything in that dream was so real that she thought it was herself.

"Marshmallow." Ah Zhao suddenly called out Marshmallow.

"Huh?" Cotton Candy replied in a daze.