The so-called thread of love is a wisp of lantern that will burn when the true gods of the lower realm are in love.

Immortals are not allowed to be emotional, but Gu Nuoer understands what love is.

She didn't even know that when the lights burned out, it meant that catastrophe was approaching.

If you can't get over it, your love thread will turn into a pile of fly ash, which means that the past will be broken.

So for the gods, love is the cruelest test.

Not only Gu Nuoer, but also the hurdle that Du E failed to cross.

Tiandao sighed heavily.

Sudden!

He saw that the threads of love that had turned to ashes were actually reassembled with the help of one after another faint lights.

Tiandao was startled.

At the same time, Concubine Qiao was in Qiushui Palace, looking at the open box on the high pavilion.

The green light inside is as crystal clear as water, exuding brilliant brilliance.

It suddenly burst into light, like a ray of light, passed through the window, and shot towards the sky at high speed, and it went nowhere.

Gu Nuo'er thought she was dead, but she actually entered an illusion.

There are green grass here, children are chasing and laughing, tree houses are lined up one after another, and people are living a happy life.

She stood on the hillside, feeling the wind blowing on her cheek.

At this time, Gu Nuoer saw an old man with a white beard that was almost hanging on the ground standing on the hillside.

The other party turned his head and looked at her with a smile, very kind.

"Finally I've waited for you, Destiny One."

Gu Nuoer blinked and looked at the arm exposed under his clothes, which was made of tree vines.

She slowed down and shouted, "Grandpa, the patriarch of the tree demon clan?"

The old man laughed: "You actually recognize me."

Gu Nuoer said softly, "You look a lot like that tree demon grandpa."

The old man smiled kindly: "Oh, he should be my forty-second-generation grandson."

Gu Nuoer took a step forward, looking at the tree monsters living happily under the hillside.

"This is…"

"Illusion." The old tree demon smiled: "What you saw was the illusion that I sealed in the box and turned into the last ray of primordial spirit. The real tree demon clan killed each other and died."

Gu Nuoer was silent.

The old dryad looked at the blue sky and white clouds, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the sunshine.

"Our tree demon clan once loved each other like this, and then... don't mention it."

"You can come here, it means that you have broken through the relationship, and the person who opened the box with you is the love of your life."

"Now, do you understand what love is?"

Gu Nuoer nodded slightly.

Her eyes were full of water: "I used to think that it was love to not care about life and death for the other party. But now I understand—"

"Love is, even if there is no way out, you will do your best for the other party and find a way. It is to bloom on the cliff and spring on the dead tree."

"I have never turned back for him, and I have never regretted my nine deaths."

The old dryad smiled approvingly.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Gu Nuo'er's brow.

"Son, go back."

Gu Nuo'er felt warm all over her body as if she was wrapped in sunlight.

She couldn't help but look at the old tree demon: "Grandpa patriarch, what about you?"

"Me?" The old man smiled, with a kind voice: "I am in every spring breeze that caresses you."

As soon as his words fell, Gu Nuoer felt that everything in front of her eyes suddenly darkened.

It was as if someone had cast a dark curtain over it.

At this time, she heard someone urgently calling in her ear——

"Gu Nuoer! Gu Nuoer!"

It's Ye Siming.

Gu Nuoer opened her eyes, smelled the fragrance of flowers at the tip of her nose, and her eyes were also narrowed by the sun.

"Brother Siming?" She parted her red lips slightly, still a little lost.

Ye Siming hurriedly hugged her into his arms, his cold red eyes filled with the joy of regaining what had been lost.

"It's a good thing you're fine."

Wei Cang, Liuliu and Cuijin heaved a sigh of relief.

"The princess is lucky, it's great to wake up!"

Gu Nuoer felt the joy of surviving after a catastrophe.

Laughing and crying, she hugged Ye Siming's neck tightly.

"Brother Siming... I thought I would never see you again."

Ye Siming also held her in his arms, unwilling to let go even for a second.

There was still blood on his face, but the familiar smile was so rebellious and handsome.

Ye Siming took out three broken jade bracelets from his pocket.

"Here, I promised you. It took me a while to find her, and it made you suffer."

Gu Nuoer took the broken bracelet, and she suddenly looked around in fear.

Ye Siming seemed to see what she was thinking.

He gritted his teeth coldly and said: "When I came, he disappeared. You are more important. I will settle accounts with him after you are settled!"