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[Open your eyes again, don't ask about the world, just to fall in love with you.] - Respectful]

The cold wind hunted on the battlefield, and the flags on the city walls fluttered and made a loud noise.

The bones are all over the place, and they have not yet dried up.

There was a young man holding a long sword, his skirt fluttering, and the white-clothed Shengxue stood here.

"Pap, papa" The water droplets submerged into the blood puddle.

It was just a sign and then the rain poured down. His long hair was drenched, his robes were soaked, and his vision was blurred.

There are only women and children left among the people in the city, and they are no different from others in this troubled world, because of her, just because of her, so they are guarded.

The heavy city gate slowly opened, and a graceful figure could be vaguely seen through the rain curtain.

She held a paper umbrella - painted with Weiyang flowers, inscribed with poems, a light red gauze skirt, and a smile like a flower. The blazing love in his eyes is like fire, forming a strange charm with the indifferent shadow.

"Ah Qing. ”

This call is like coming from the wind, but it is drowned out by the sound of the rain.

"I'm coming," her voice was as crisp as a birdsong, "how embarrassed is you, why don't you go home?" she said, tilting her umbrella slightly and opening the rain curtain to shield him from the rain. The heavy rain is closed, the black shadows harvest the souls of the dead, and there are two worlds inside and outside the umbrella.

He laughed and walked away. The white robe has no flowing style, and the white texture can be faintly seen. The black hair was tied at the back of the head, and the water droplets flowed down the water, dripping from the ends of the hair and the corners of the robe, sinking into the soil, and disappearing.

The gates are closed, the war is coming to an end, is it coming?

What a pity, this city. I'll see you soon... Probably not.

She... I'm tired of this kind of life.

………………

I have never regretted that even though I had done so many sin and ended up destroying us. However, even if the demon star falls in love with the general star, she is still a demon star, isn't it?—— Zai Father Qing]

Demon stars, for them, it is the meaning of their birth to bring disaster to the world.

In June, the grass is flying

Qingdu, once prosperous, is no more.

How ironic that one country, one big country, and only one city remains.

Leaning on the upstairs, under the cover of light veil, it is a dead end.

The sword stabbed into his chest, blood splattered from his heart onto the sword-wielder's cheek.

When did it get to this point? He didn't know, and neither did she. There was only a blank in her mind.

The long sword was his saber, he used it to kill his relatives, to kill Kou, but he didn't expect it to pierce his chest at this time, not sarcasm or something.

But he still smiled, his eyes full of warmth. Picking up the last of his strength, he wiped away the blood for her, carefully and gently.

People who have died once are no longer afraid of death. In his previous life, he was his younger brother Jingmu and an emperor star. When he overcame all difficulties and became the emperor sitting alone in the empty hall, he suddenly found that there was no confidant, and he understood his mind. He loves A-Qing so much, so deeply. This life is reverence, the established past, living for her, no regrets, just looking forward to seeing you again in the next life.

"I'm leaving... After opening, you... Want... Take care of... Self...... F..."

The warm body slipped from the sword and fell to the ground, blood pouring out of his chest, staining the ground crimson. The corners of the mouth are still hooked with a little curvature, which is the appearance of the heart.

What did she do?she asked herself.

But she didn't know, she only knew that fate was finally over, but she didn't know that it was also fate.

"Poof"

The blade of the sword brought up scattered blood beads, and pulled an arc on the light yarn.

Hugged him tightly, feeling the gradually losing temperature in his arms, his own gradually blurred feelings.

On the other side, the mixed blood merged into the sword body, flashing a streamer.

The shrill sound of fright shattered the silence, and the noisy sound disturbed the originally clear water, and finally the hustle and bustle.

Demon stars, they are casual, chic, and uninhibited, and the same is true of Zaifu Qing, who has always been restricted. After all, the demon star was born to bring disaster to the world, and the Heavenly Dao will always punish him. Even if they don't realize it, they are still sad in the eyes of others.

[Another millennium, ask when we will meet again.] - Respectful]

She has wandered in the world for millennia.

Watch Jing Mu establish his own dynasty and finally die lonely and sad, watch the long sword give birth to a sword spirit and take on his own human form, watch natural disasters befall and the world changes. She couldn't touch anything, except for his sword and the scroll of soul refining methods.

This method of refining the soul was still left behind when she was too resentful when she was about to dissipate, and she was purified by the enlightened monks. Now that I think about it, the torture of those hundred years has been overshadowed by time, and I can't really see it.

Later, he somehow became the national teacher of the dynasty. Looking at the exquisite National Teacher's Mansion, she turned her head and left to continue looking for his traces.

When did she become so indifferent to fame and fortune? She laughed at herself and continued to live a life of nothing, wandering the world in search of it. This has long become an obsession, and I can't stop until I find it, and I can't see the road ahead.

Thousands of years ago, she thought that one day in the world and ten years in the underworld. She was not familiar with the underworld, and it was not easy to find him, so she stayed in the world.

Now that the millennium has passed, where is he?

………………

He stood in front of the Nai He Bridge, waiting for 10,000 years after 10,000 years.

All kinds of ghosts came and went, and she was nowhere to be seen, so he could only wait.

He also thought about reincarnation, but there were so many worlds, so many races, and so many people, she had no memory, and he was afraid of missing it.

As the years passed, a girl once persuaded him to reincarnate, but he just stood and did not speak. Gradually, the figure of the waiter is blurred, the mind of the waiter is blurred, and the obsession of the waiter is no more. And he that waiteth stands there and becomes a stone. The stone is black and one person high. And because the stone can see three lives, it is called three lives.

The soul is already asleep, and the man is still waiting.

Will anyone wake him up, will anyone tell her the news of him?

Still missing, still waiting.

This is the true punishment of the Heavenly Dao, the most cruel punishment. The rain is silent, missed.

[Now, for me, it is the best memory of those years. I don't want to give up this love, and I can't give it up, even if he becomes a stone - Zai Fu Qing]

Time flies.

She finally decided to go to reincarnation and follow fate.

But in front of the bridge, she recognized his breath. So he asked himself to be the king of Hades, willing to commit himself to the small tree next to the stone, and only wanted to accompany him.

She believed that he would wake up, that even if he had lost his mind and obsession, and perhaps no longer recognized himself, even if he had become a stone, she would not give up. He'll remember that she had always been so confident.

Slowly, the small tree grew into a giant tree, and many red lines of prayer were hung on the tree, and many lovers came here to hold a thread for themselves.

After the laughter, the long sword next to the tree was revealed, and the long sword could still be seen to be sharp and clean without a trace of dust. The stone was still the same stone, and gradually, a young girl appeared on the stone, and she snuggled up to the stone. The long brown hair was scattered, and the turquoise dress was dotted with red silk threads, which was scorching red. She was smiling and happy, making people want to ask what a good dream.

This scene is peaceful and warm, not like the coldness of the underworld. Like a touch of sun, it is particularly eye-catching.

I know I can't have a good ending, but I regret pulling you down with me, pulling down this love that has no ending. But I don't regret it, I don't regret being here with you, forever.

Tiny streamers flickered in the stone core, evoking many years of dreams.