His voice began to grow old.
Meanwhile, Hu Xian's forehead showed signs of white hair.
Time flows like water, taking away their life's entanglements, and taking away what's left of their time...
Suddenly, inside the Moon Tower, a light flickered like a bean.
Under the light, a human silhouette slowly appeared...
Familiar elegance and charm, familiar warmth in the eyes.
Mei Jiu's aged gaze lifted, quietly looking at him: "We have already shared a drink, never to meet again in this life!"
Lin Xiaosu also quietly watched him: "That day with one cup of wine, I hoped you would not appear on the battlefield of the Two Worlds Strife. But today, the conflict is gone. So, I solemnly invite you and my sister to join me... to toast my wedding wine with Hu Ji."
Hu Xian's tired old eyes suddenly opened wide, a final glimmer emerged in her eyes, perhaps younger sister Hu Ji was her last concern in this life.
At this moment, it was presented before her.
