Gradually, winter passed, and the island gradually descended, and when spring came, it fell to the ground.

Once again, they set foot in the barren land of the Extreme Eye, and the sky and the earth were still incomparably dark, and they once again walked forward in this barren land.

Jiang Lan died on such a barren day.

The girl was lying in Bai Ju's arms, her eyes were completely invisible before she died, the black robe on Bai Ju's body completely wrapped her, Bai Ju looked at her with his eyes down, his eyes turned white, transparent as if there were no pupils.

He was silent and didn't say a word, the girl's young life passed in his arms like this, even if he had the power to destroy the world, he couldn't save the girl's lost life.

Suddenly, the girl raised her eyes, her eyes were not focused, she tried her best to reach out and touch Bai Zhi's face, Bai Zhu reached out and took the girl's hand and put it on her face.

"Nothing. She whispered, "Am I Jiang Ning's sister, or Jiang Lan?" and her voice was clearer than ever.

Bai Ju didn't answer, he leaned over to look at her, there were rare thin tears in his eyes, he reached out and held her hand tightly: "You are Jiang Ning's sister Jiang Lan." His voice was low, mingled with the endless wind.

"Okay. The girl smiled suddenly, her smile was full of helplessness, her pale fingers gradually left his cheeks, he reached out to take her fingers, but her fingers slipped between his hands, and he reached out again to take her fingers, but her fingers fell to the ground.

He looked at Bai Yi who was holding Jiang Lan's corpse from a distance, and he could feel his bitter sadness.

The night gradually came, Jiang Lan was buried between the vast heaven and earth, Bai Ji sat beside him, quietly looking at the pale sky, his eyes were also pale, dim without a trace of light.

"Clear the scales. Bai Ju whispered, "Can you play the tune you played at that time again?"

He nodded, whimpering.

"Dongwu looks at Yuhang, and the sea of clouds is far away. He became famous, returned to his hometown, and accompanied his husband 30,000 times with drunken laughter.

There is no need to complain about leaving, drinking has never had a bowel. Tonight, the lights are cold, the river pond, and the fallen sheep is surnamed Yang. ”

"Jiang Lan is my fiancée's sister. Bai Ju beside him suddenly spoke, and his voice was low, as if it was the wind. "You also know that the Jiang clan was considered by the Holy See to be apostasy and was exterminated, only Jiang Lan survived, she returned to Yuntian, and the first time I saw her, I knew that she was Jiang Ning's sister, and she came to find evidence to prove that her family did not apostasy. Bai Ju paused, he could not hear any emotion in his statement, he only felt that he was in a trance, as if he had put everything on the table.

But the evidence was not found, so Shen Danqing made her identity public, and I came to the north with her in order to save her. Bai Ju said in a low voice.

"Shen Danqing?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Everyone said that Danqing was a traitor, but they didn't know that Danqing asked me to come to the north to find Jackie Chan's technique, so he forced me to leave Yuntian, if he didn't do this, I would definitely die in the religious purges that followed. Bai Zhi's voice was calm.

"We came here, Jiang Lan and I searched for Jackie Chan's technique together, she never got used to such a climate, her eyes gradually became invisible, and then she finally left me like this. Bai Ju said in a low voice, "Jiang Ning asked me to take care of her sister, but I didn't do it. ”

"Do you love her? We all thought you loved each other. He couldn't help but ask for nothing.

"They're all dead, what's the point of loving or not loving. Shiro whispered, his eyes white, looking at the endless sky in the distance.

"Do you love Jiang Lan or Jiang Ning?" He still couldn't help but ask.

"You're too young to understand. Bai Ju said in a low voice.

"Am I older than you?" he was a little upset, "I'm in my fifties. ”

"Some people live a short life, but they experience a lifetime of joys and sorrows. Bai Ju lowered his head and stopped talking.

"But you are the king. He couldn't help but say.

"I have never been a king. Bai Ju said in a low voice.

Since Jiang Lan's death, Bai Ju began to raise troops to the south, and he took different races, weapons and abilities, and he was like a bamboo, unifying the situation and its complex north, and pointing the spearhead directly at the clouds.

He always remembered that it was a winter with heavy snowfall, and the sky and the earth seemed to be rendered by white snow.

Bai Ju stood under the city, behind him was an army of millions, northerners carrying spears, and there were also Immortals, Immortals, Minghuo Clans, and Sharks, all of whom carried their own weapons.

On the tower of the city stood a man in a white robe, he had gray curly hair, he stood coldly on the tower, looking down on the army under the city, he wore a golden crown, the crown was inlaid with countless brilliant gems, his white robe was embroidered with gold silk with the pattern of the sea against the current, and he wore a golden necklace symbolizing the sun around his neck.

"It's been a long time. His voice was cold.