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When Xinglan made the first move, he only had one thought in his mind. If he controlled Yang Qilang, he might still be able to control the development of the matter. Even if he was not sure of winning at all, at this moment he could only do his best to fight for the future he wanted.

Even if one goes up and down, Yang Qilang always has the ability to distract himself in the battle, and he is not at a disadvantage against Shang Xinglan, so no one can do anything for a while.

Yang Qilang still had the strength to speak, but what Xing Lan heard was irrelevant.

"You said, are we all puppets on strings? We think we live according to our own will, struggle and struggle, but in fact, are we all overridden by others and take our joys, sorrows and joys as fun?"

Xinglan didn't like this kind of non-sickness words, and asked instead: "Maybe what you said is true, but what can you do? Resist?"

Yang Qilang looked strange, and murmured: "If you don't try, how will you know?" Seeing Xinglan's upturned mouth and a strange smile between irony and bitterness, he asked in a low voice: "Are you willing? Willing to be manipulated by others?" ?"

Xinglan's expression was condensed, his tone was cold, he didn't pick up the topic, but said in a rare tone of seriousness: "People in the world, what kind of future you want to live in the world, it's all up to you to choose, no one will force you to do what you don't want to do, why not?" Are you going to blame fate again now?"

Yang Qilang leaped back lightly, widening the distance between the two of them. With a gun in his hand, he had an indescribable freehand style. His face was calm and calm, and he said calmly: "Maybe one day you will understand, maybe I understand that you won't be as persistent as me, but that doesn't matter to me..."

He looked up at the sky, his eyes were misty, and the corners of his mouth were turned up, as if he saw the long-awaited future.The silver armor and the sharp spear tip reflected the coldness of the last brilliance of the sun. At that moment, he muttered to the sky, telling the non-existent existence and himself. The next moment, the sound of the barrier breaking sounded, and Yang Qilang Using the ghost power all over his body, he slammed into the barrier as Ji Xian.

Demons and sprites are out of hell!

At the intersection of yin and yang, Yang Qilang finally heard a heart-piercing cry. The voice came from a distant place. He was slow to realize that it was the child he had grown up with. He closed his eyes tired and satisfied. , It's just a pity that in the end, I couldn't even say goodbye in person.

Everything happened so fast, Xinglan didn't expect Yang Qilang to have such a plan at all, he was caught off guard and instinctively wanted to chase after the barrier, but a large number of monsters poured out, making him stop, Xinglan didn't hesitate for half a second , turned to look for Dai Lingyu.

Fortunately, he came back in time, Xinglan didn't dare to think what would happen to Dai Lingyu in the wave of monsters if he was a little late.

He brought Dai Lingyu to the foot of the mountain, and saw the monsters using their talents to hide and escape.When the sun's rays are completely blocked, only a faint circle of light can be seen. At this moment, day and night are reversed, and the stars are twinkling.

As if for a moment, and as long as a century, when the light was revealed to the world again, the group of monsters could no longer be seen, and disappeared together with the broken barrier.

On the top of the devastated Yangjiao Mountain, there was only a strangely shaped dead body, and those who were still alive had no command, and ran wildly down the mountain, more like ghosts than real sprites.

Xinglan's heart tightened, as if he understood something in a flash, he couldn't stop the wry smile from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly thought of Yang Qilang's rhetoric, at this moment, he felt that there was some basis for it, and it wasn't all his random speculation.

Xinglan looked down at Dai Lingyu's handshake with him. The knuckles of the other party were white from too much force. He gritted his teeth and trembled all over his body.

Xinglan blinked her sour eyes, wrapped him in her arms distressedly, lowered her head to kiss his gentle brows and eyes, but only tasted bitterness.

If I could bear all the sufferings, all the injuries, and resist all the sorrows for you, how wonderful it would be...

Dai Lingyu gripped Xinglan's skirt tightly, as if she had exhausted all her strength, her tone was so pale that she seemed to be crying.

"You can't...let them...injure the people down the mountain, Xinglan, you have to stop them..."

There was a dark purple streamer in Xinglan's eyes, he responded calmly, he only said "yes".Dai Lingyu's tears were like a never-ending flood. He tried his best to restrain his crying, but his feet seemed to be rooted. He could only watch Xinglan go away, and the other's warm and cool smile remained on his lips. temperature, and a familiar tone.

Said, if you ask him not to cry, he will feel bad...

The sound of hunting and wind mixed with wailing, Xinglan harvested life numbly, the sound he heard seemed to be through glass, and the world became blurred and unreal.

Memory is like a long river, every bit of it is well treasured by him, he can't make up his mind out of his chaotic thoughts, he just mechanically maintains his instinctive actions, yes, he was originally used for fighting, fighting is not instinctive, only harvesting life It is his fate.

Xinglan didn't notice how many new injuries he had on his body, he just... desperately comforted himself, it was God's favor to meet that person, to be able to meet again, to be able to guard him, to be able to have him, probably exhausted Life after life luck.

It's time to be satisfied, what more dare to ask for?

It's just... the reluctance and nostalgia are too turbulent, densely entangled in the heart, bound the soul, and dragged into the abyss that will never see the sun.

If you are destined to say goodbye, do you still have the courage to say goodbye solemnly?

Following the last knife that flowed smoothly, the body that crashed to the ground, accompanied by the blade that turned into light spots in his hand, formed a strange, beautiful and magnificent picture in the ruins where the sky was not yet bright.The lightning-fast white light in the air rushed into Xinglan's body in an instant with a little golden light interspersed. His whole body trembled and his body was as light as cotton wool. Not far away, the person he was thinking of was stumbling towards him.But at this moment Xinglan suddenly remembered that year when they first met, the gentle young man extended his hand to him, and there seemed to be a bright light behind him.At this moment, he saw that person's frightened and desperate expression, but what he thought was that the other person was not suitable for such an expression, he should...

Thinking gradually became blurred, Xing Lan forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, but he couldn't even do this simple thing well. He pointed in that person's direction, and said with infinite tenderness and affection: "Then... don't cry, I will feel bad...

Even if it turns into wind and rain, I will always stay by your side, so my beloved, please be happy..."

The ending was broken and misty, and it was too late to finish, and it was too late to give his beloved one a last hug.

Like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water suddenly turning into tiny specks of light...

Dai Lingyu stretched out his hand to touch it in a daze, and the light spots lingered around him, but he was like an immovable sculpture, unable to think and forget himself.

A sigh suddenly sounded, and the cold and silent voice said flatly: "It ends like this, it's better not to meet each other."

Dai Lingyu's eyelashes trembled, and his dim pupils showed no waves. He turned his face pale, and looked at the tall figure who appeared at an unknown time. The corners of his mouth curled up, and the words he spoke were hoarse and broken.

"very good already……"

"What if I say, I can save him?"

The person who said it was calm and calm, but the person who listened was stupid for two seconds before he realized it.

Dai Lingyu's eyes fluctuated violently, and the dim pupils like stagnant water were injected with light for a moment, and suddenly lit up.

"My lord, you, what are you talking about?" His voice was trembling and cautious, for fear that what he heard was a hallucination.

Shen Tu stretched out his hand, and the light spot around Dai Lingyu seemed to be drawn by some kind of light, and gradually spun around his palm to form a faint white light cluster, and finally lay quietly in his palm.

Dai Lingyu stared wide-eyed, not daring to say anything: "This, could it be...he..."

Seeing Shen Tu nodding, Dai Lingyu swayed, feeling dizzy in front of her eyes, her legs gave way and fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face at some point.

"Don't be too happy, you may never wait for him to wake up in your lifetime, and it's no different from death to you." Shen Tu's expression remained unchanged, appearing cold and heartless.

Dai Lingyu was startled, and said with a wry smile: "It's enough, it's enough... As long as he's still alive, it's enough... You can't repay your great kindness, I can do whatever you want!"

Shen Tu looked at him fixedly and softened his expression.

"No need, but I want the warm jade he gave you."

Dai Lingyu was stunned for a second, then took off the warm jade that had been worn around her neck and had never left her body, glanced at it with nostalgia, and handed it to Shen Tu.

Shen Tu took the things, the ball of light in his hand flowed into the knife-shaped Nuanyu, he raised his hand and rushed into the Nuanyu with a flash of light, the body of the jade was full of light for a moment, then dimmed like a stubborn stone in an instant, Shentu turned and left, only The words that echoed at the end of Yu's sentence gradually drifted into the air.

"If there is fate, there will be a reunion!"

The sun illuminated the world again, sprinkled on the ruined land in this short period of time, the sound was noisy in the distance, everything was the same as before, except that there was no one around him.

Dai Lingyu finally couldn't help crying out, he grabbed the clothes on his chest, his heart constricted like suffocation, no matter how much he curled up in pain, he couldn't stop the surging sadness, but this time without People hugged him and comforted him distressedly, and he also bore those pains that no one felt the same as him.

Xing Lan is really not by his side anymore...

Compared with the much cleaner underworld in the past, the four cities have almost become empty cities, even Shen Tu can't help but wander at this moment.

At some point, Jiu Ying quietly stood beside Shen Tu, watching the silent empty city with him.

For a long time, Shen Tu sighed softly: "It's like this...it's not bad..."

He turned to look at Jiuying, his pale as transparent face was frightening, but his expression remained calm.

"From now on, I'll leave it to you and Xinglan."

"My lord, don't worry..." Jiuying shook her head, frowning and smiling bitterly.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiuying tentatively asked: "Have you already thought about stepping into reincarnation? How much did you expect for today's events? Are you pushing behind..."

Shen Tu's expression remained the same, and he said flatly: "Facts are facts, other things are meaningless."

Jiuying sighed in frustration, feeling extremely confused.

"My lord...you...did you save Xing Lan with your godhead? What happened to him? And you lost your godhead, can you really enter reincarnation..."

Shen Tu softened his brows and eyes, patted him on the shoulder rarely, and comforted him: "Don't worry, everything...is over!"

Jiuying bowed his head and remained silent, but Shentu didn't say much. He turned and went to Manzhushahuahuahai, where his most precious memories were. He thought he would stay there until the end of the world, but things are impermanent. Well, it's time to say goodbye.

Shen Tu took out the warm jade, brushed the swaying flowers, softened his expression, and said in a low voice: "Stay here for me, guard the reincarnation, no matter whether I will come back or not! If you promise, it will be done!"

As he spoke and waved his hands, Nuanyu disappeared into the transparent barrier in the midair, and the manjus and flowers swayed together, and there was a rustling sound, as if he was trying to keep that person from leaving.

However, that is just an illusion of self-deception, because this sea of ​​flowers can no longer give birth to a new spirit.

He raised the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them, he was as calm as usual, and he got up and left, just like countless times...