Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

"Hmm..." Shui Wufeng pressed his throbbing head, and then opened his eyes to see that he had restored the Profound Realm of Heaven and Earth, all the birds on the ground had been restored, and the flowers, plants and trees were all exactly the same... The little guy has only these here It can relieve boredom...just...the little guy is not here...

Restoring the damage caused by Duotian, the monster sat in front of the Zhuju for a long time, staring blankly at his arms...

Shui Wufeng seemed to have lost the flow of time all over his body, he sat there steadfastly, until he suddenly remembered something, and then he moved again, and returned to his mansion in a panic, back to the time when the little guy was wearing his clothes. Clothes and his hide-and-seek hall...

The little guy isn't dead yet...he's going to be homesick...take him home...

Day after day as he gradually lost his memory, Shui Wufeng became more and more mad, sitting alone in the hall, his long black hair was scattered, and his handsome and masculine face was full of gloom and depression, making people afraid to approach, "I don't will forget about you..."

This lunatic with a mastery of the sky would always murmur something to the empty hall, his tone seemed to warm someone up, and he carefully stared at the air, as if he was pampering a non-existent person...

He would always indulge in some kind of hallucination with a face full of self-blame, as if he wanted to stop someone from doing something, roaring and roaring in pain, he stood there tumbling with spiritual power, like a demonic killing god, but the only person who was tortured was himself ...

The bloodstains all over the place in the hall... the spots, old and new are all left by him alone...

Trapped in pain for hundreds of years... The remaining memory is only a few sporadic pictures, but the deep affection has not dissipated, tormenting him every day...

He had left the main hall several times, and in a trance, collected a few young men from all over the world...

It's just that no matter how hard I search, I can't find that person... There will be no second person like that in this world, just one glance makes him not want to let go...

A few handsome teenagers huddled in the corner, their fear gradually mixed with pity... Shui Wufeng just looked at them, as if he wanted to remember something, a person who spoke softly alone, engraved into his bones Passionate love escaped from the deep eyebrows, and there was a dilapidated eye in the depressed face.

"Dear... don't be stupid, I can't forget you... don't make trouble anymore, be obedient... don't you want me to hug you..."

"You miss me, don't you? I miss you too... Let me see how you are..."

"I will never forget you... I will remember what you like and what you don't like..."

"I will never forget you...never..."

The monster struggled for so long, and the last image in his mind finally disappeared along with the soul breath that he couldn't save...

Shui Wufeng didn't speak again, he stayed in the hall in a daze, sat for a long time, when it started snowing outside, people who hadn't laughed for hundreds of years suddenly laughed, and stared blankly at a few teenagers who were secretly in love... …

Laughter echoed in the lonely hall, full of despair as if crying...

"I won't forget you, I won't..." The laughter stopped, and the monster's heaven-defying spiritual power collapsed like a self-explosion, and the monstrous divine power returned to the heaven and the earth.

The hall was collapsing... He stared in a daze at the handsome young men who looked familiar to him. His eyes passed through them as if he saw a vague and thin figure hiding in the hall waiting for him to find him. Love and pity flashed in his eyes. ...Using the last bit of mind to protect the bodies of those people in the self-destruction, it's a pity that they didn't protect those weak souls who were entangled in the soul power...

After the creation of heaven and earth, the only spirit master born in all ages existed like a flash in the pan for only a few hundred years before disappearing. For a moment, the world seemed to have fallen into no master, with only extremely weak rules fluctuating.

Most of the spiritual power in the world was dragged away by a shocking self-detonation, each of the sub-spiritual masters was dragged into self-detonation one after another as if they were buried with each other...

The four states fell into emptiness and silence, and the eight seas sank into the thick fog generated by the self-explosion, becoming a dead place that ordinary people could hardly enter.

The boundless ocean outside the world is forbidden, and the spiritual power on the earth is thin. The self-destruction of the spirit master seems to have taken away the vitality of the world, making it difficult to become a second spirit master in the future...

Shui Wufeng sat in the collapsed hall, gently combing the hair of the sleeping man in his arms, stuck in his memory, he could only keep looking at Feng Yangye, to make sure that this person was really in his arms at this moment. Only by being alive can he control himself so that he will not go crazy and explode like a demon again...

A familiar breath suddenly appeared in the wave-like overflowing spiritual power and touched his heart. Shui Wufeng hugged him tightly, his eyes swept over his own soul that was split with self-explosion, and he saw a shallow Shallow white mist, shimmering with red light, fell into the four states.

"Yangye..." Shui Wufeng stood up in a hurry, and chased after him in a daze... The beautiful fantasy in his hallucinations that was almost crazy back then has come true, his little guy is not dead... and he is still the same as the world There is a maternal-fetal connection...

After several catastrophes, the world has been devastated. That small cloud of white mist seems to be unconscious, wandering in the four states in a daze, looking at the many deserted cities, but showing an instinctive depression...

Shui Wufeng watched with trepidation as his Taoist companion radiated a spiritual breath in a daze, the little guy was like a small ball of cotton, which made him want to hide it in his arms for protection.

At first, the cotton-like soul body only gave birth to a lifeless life like a bird in the mysterious realm, and then it stimulated the soul's breath and coincidentally created the Fuxi tribe who would protect the world in the ancient times...

Shui Wufeng saw that he was always safe, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief, and found that the little guy was not only protecting all spirits in the world by instinct, but also silently waiting for him by instinct...

The monster looked at the cloud of mist invisible to others through the years, watched that soul slowly consume the power absorbed from his self-destruction that day while waiting, murmured his name in confusion, and waited for him tens of thousands of times. Year……

Waiting until the power is completely exhausted, I put myself into the group I created again and again to live like reincarnation, gradually obliterating the traces of the past.

Fuxi started his conspiracy when he realized that the power to protect the group had disappeared... Shui Wufeng watched with his own eyes the Taoist companion who died physically in the quenching formation and was reborn several times before he waited for himself...

His heart was already in pain and he couldn't hurt any more. As time went by, he once again saw Ruya Xianxiu in white clothes outside the bottomless abyss rushing towards him with a sword. He regretted that he didn't hug this person and take him away... …

He followed Feng Yangye step by step, watching Xianxiu pick up the seriously injured himself and help him carefully bandage the wound on his chest.Seeing him yawning wearily while poking the bonfire, and finally leaning on his body and falling asleep unsuspectingly, his dishonest little hands unconsciously hugged his waist...

Looking back at every scene after the reunion, I can see that Feng Yangye couldn't help getting close to him even if he didn't know him, but he didn't know it at the time.

The time re-calendar all the way to the present, Shui Wufeng is sitting in front of the Zhuju with the head in his arms as before, the picture seems to overlap with that day and blur the time...

A kind of beautiful illusion that returned to that moment and changed all the pain later appeared in my mind. The monster stared at the person in his arms, his deep eyes were glowing, his smile tightened the corners of his mouth, and he raised a beautiful and joyful expression. radian.

"Twelve...you cried again..." After the backtracking, Feng Yangye slowly woke up under the watchful eyes of the monster. Leaning on him and looking at him worriedly, she even raised her skinny wrist and wiped his tears: "...Is it because we can't get out of this place? Don't be afraid, I'm fine, you can try You can't go out alone, I can wait for you here."