How did I get here out of nowhere?

The mountain leans against the water, and the water reflects the mountain, quietly reconciling, and a touch of loneliness.

When Zhao Yunlan opened his eyes, this was what he saw.

In his distant memory, this is Kunlun Mountain.

He was born in the sky, Mang Kunlun, read all the spring in the world.

Flying 300 million jade dragons made Zhou Tian cold.

Dissolving in summer, rivers overflowing, people may be fish and turtles.

The world's description of Kunlun Mountain is actually not comprehensive. Kunlun is the place where all things start, and there are countless birds, fish, insects, birds and animals.

Not to mention the exotic flowers and plants on Kunlun, all kinds of species that are extinct in this world can be found in Kunlun Mountain.

Zhao Yunlan was a little puzzled as to why he came here out of nowhere.

However, the scenery here is indeed pleasant, and it is the Kunlun Mountains thousands of years ago.

He simply threw away those messy thoughts, walked casually and briskly through the mountains and rivers, and the scene he saw surprised him.

He saw the innocent and cute little ghost king holding his left shoulder soul fire and carefully handing it to Kunlun Jun.

He saw Jun Kunlun holding the little ghost king's chin, kissing the young man's lips very tenderly, and then gently pinched the ghost king's hand, allowing the young man's slender fingers to hold the sparkling soul fire.

Zhao Yunlan suddenly understood what was going on.

He looked at Lord Kunlun and the Little Ghost King ten thousand years ago like a bystander. He could see them, but they couldn't see him.

He watched Kunlun Jun submerge the divine tendon into the little ghost king's body.

He watched Kunlun take out his heart and soul, turned it into a wick, and turned his body into a lamp holder.

He had an inexplicable feeling that Zhao Yunlan had recovered Mr. Kunlun's memory, but he hadn't been able to experience those things after all, and those memories were really just memories.

Suddenly, Zhao Yunlan heard Jun Kunlun's voice, "I always felt that someone was following us. I thought it was an illusion, but I didn't expect there to be someone."

Zhao Yunlan was stunned, a little surprised, "You...can you see me?"

Mr. Kunlun turned his head to look at the little ghost king who was crying hoarsely, his eyes were full of doting.

Zhao Yunlan heard his soft but helpless laughter, "Probably when he was dying, he saw more."

Zhao Yunlan's chest was stuffy, like a big rock was blocked, he couldn't get up and down, "Aren't you afraid that he will blame you if you leave him alone?"

Mr. Kunlun was silent.

Just when Zhao Yunlan thought he would just stay silent until Kunlun Jun disappeared, Kunlun Jun suddenly said, "This is my responsibility. Since I am the saint of the Great Barren Mountain, I have to support this world."

"At any time, if I want to give up my life to leave, whether it is the sun, the moon, the stars, or the mountains and rivers, I will be willing to leave."

"The only one who doesn't give up is him."

Mr. Kunlun looked at the little ghost king with yearning eyes, but his voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"I can only do my best to protect him."

Zhao Yunlan looked at the little ghost king, and suddenly remembered that Shen Wei who had become a great beauty and should be in his arms now.

Mr. Kunlun suddenly became weak, and his voice was so soft that Zhao Yunlan could barely hear him, "Are you me too? At that time, did he and...you still meet?"

Zhao Yunlan paused, but knew that there was nothing he could do. He said solemnly, "I am you, you in ten thousand years, Shen Wei and I...are lovers!"

When the word lover was mentioned, Zhao Yunlan had an unconcealable smile on his face.

Lord Kunlun paused, as if letting go of his mind, and smiled happily, "That's good, he finally got what he wanted."

Zhao Yunlan looked at Mr. Kunlun suspiciously, "Don't you ask..."

"I know what you're wondering. How did I survive? What did he do? Right?"

"You don't need to know, it's good that he is with 'me' in the end, and happiness on his face is enough."

As he spoke, Mr. Kunlun's figure gradually faded and gradually disappeared in front of Zhao Yunlan's eyes.

Zhao Yunlan silently looked at the direction where Mr. Kunlun disappeared, and after a while, he came back to his senses.

He looked at the little ghost king who had lost Lord Kunlun.

Watching the little ghost king begging Shennong to let Kunlun Lord enter reincarnation.

Watching the little ghost king promise Shennong to guard Houtu Dafeng forever.

Watching the little ghost king travel across thousands of mountains and rivers, looking for the reincarnation of Lord Kunlun one by one.

Watching the little ghost king find Kunlun Jun's reincarnation, he just silently guarded by his side and never appeared.

Zhao Yunlan felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was being stabbed with a knife bit by bit, but not a single tear flowed from his eyes.

Zhao Yunlan slowly closed his eyes and forced himself to wake up. While feeling the changes in the atmosphere around him, he opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Shen Wei's peaceful sleeping face.

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the usually frowning brows are also stretched, and there is a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.

He relaxed in his heart, carefully hugged Shen Wei's waist, leaned his head on his shoulder, and just looked at Shen Wei without speaking or moving.

The slightly cold body in his arms made Zhao Yunlan understand that this was not a dream. The scene in the dream was too depressing for Zhao Yunlan to bear.

Perhaps this kind of action made Shen Wei feel a little uncomfortable, Shen Wei moved slightly, with a rare soft voice, "Yunlan..."

Zhao Yunlan responded softly, moved closer to Shen Wei, and kissed him delicately on the cheek.

Fortunately, thousands of years later, Zhao Yunlan captured Shen Wei.