Clearly, it was the same appearance and the same body shape as before, yet Shen Yanxiao felt that
everything was dierent from the past.
Before Shen Yanxiao could say a word, her lips parted slightly and tears slipped from the corners of her
eyes.
Shen Yanxiao did not herself know how long she had been waiting for this moment. She thought she
could face it calmly, but she didn’t think that the excitement in her heart had exceeded her expectations.
Her mind was totally blank. Shen Yanxiao did not even have the ability to think at this moment.
The light faded little by little, and Xiu just stood in front of Shen Yanxiao. Indeed, his appearance had not
changed a bit, and his cold temperament had not been reversed in the slightest, either. His long black hair
was tied up casually with a hair tie, and instead of the white clothing he had when he was moving around
as a soul, he was now wearing the golden armor of the past war between gods and devils. He was really,
godly handsome.
Xiu slowly stretched out his arms as he stared at Shen Yanxiao.
Shen Yanxiao’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Tang Nazhi gave Shen Yanxiao a gentle push, and she nally took a step towards Xiu.
The next second, she had fallen into his arms.
This embrace was so warm that people would be reluctant to part. It was as though as long as you lean on
this embrace, everything in this world could no longer hurt you.
The heat that belonged to Xiu nally passed on to Shen Yanxiao.
Even though the armor felt cool to the touch, the arms that tightly embosomed her brought a steady
stream of warmth.
Shen Yanxiao was buried in Xiu’s chest and couldn’t keep from crying.
At long last, his embrace was no longer cold; she could nally feel the heat of his body.
Such a real man nally appeared before her eyes.
It was no longer just the phantom of his soul; he no longer had to suddenly disappear. From now on, he
would always be by her side.
A low sob came from Xiu’s arms. He lowered his head, kissed Shen Yanxiao’s forehead, and silently
hugged her.
Tang Nazhi left quietly, leaving this moment to the pair of lovers.
“Be good, stop crying.” Xiu held Shen Yanxiao and coaxed her softly.
Shen Yanxiao shook her head and choked up.
Xiu could only embrace her without saying another word, allowing her to let out all her emotions.
A long time passed before Shen Yanxiao nally stopped crying. She raised her head, looked at Xiu with her
reddened big eyes and snied.
“You look good.”
“Hm?”
“You look good in this.” Shen Yanxiao poked at the armor. Dressed in this armor, his demeanor as the rst
superior god was nally shown: a powerful momentum that no one could match.
“It’s good if you like it.” Xiu lowered his head and buried his face in Shen Yanxiao’s neck, savoring the
scent that belonged to her.
Holding her in his arms and hugging her tightly with his real body like this brought him happiness that he
had never felt before. Everything between heaven and earth was not as warm as this moment; all the
turmoil in the world felt so insignicant.
All things in the world were not as nice as holding the person you loved in your arms. The sense of
satisfaction it brought was something no words in the world could describe.
As long as they had each other, they felt that they had even the world.
Who would have expected that the voice that suddenly appeared in Shen Yanxiao’s head when she was
transmigrated would occupy her body and mind.
That brief contact sealed their fate to live together forever.
A pair of lovers for a lifetime. But with the imminent war, could they live a lifetime together?
If only time could stop at this moment.
