Zhuang Yichen's figure also appeared in front of the undead. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and a thought gently conveyed the past through spiritual power.

"That's it, it should all be over."

The white flames in his eyes immediately beat violently twice, and then a thought full of complex emotions also came.

"I didn't expect you to reach this level after all."

Zhuang Yichen didn't answer, just looked at him quietly. At his feet is the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean on Earth.

In the dark and cold space, looking at the earth from afar. It is such a beautiful blue planet surrounded by a fragile atmosphere.

After staring at each other for a long time, the undead suddenly shook his head slightly. "Even if you set foot in the heavenly position, it is not enough to compete with me. The gap between us, you should understand. ”

"Of course I do. It's just that, with the addition of this, maybe it's different. Zhuang Yichen passed a divine thought, and then raised his hand slightly, and a miniature heart phantom was jumping powerfully in his hand.

That heart happened to be the power of the origin that had been refined by Zhuang Yichen. As soon as the phantom appeared, a vast and magnificent power of the law instantly permeated the middle of the two.

When he saw the power of the origin, the soul fire in his eyes instantly soared, and a divine thought of indescribable doubt poured towards Zhuang Yichen.

"The Power of the Origin!! How do you get it! ”

"Could it be? That legend turned out to be true?! ”

Zhuang Yichen didn't pay attention to his gaffe, but still looked at him quietly with the power of the origin in his hand. The atmosphere was silent again.

After a long time, the undead spirit took a complicated last look at Zhuang Yichen, then tore through the space and turned around to leave.

Zhuang Yichen stood in place and was stunned for a while, he really didn't expect him to leave so neatly. The originally planned battle was a shocking battle, but in the end, it only lasted a few minutes before the confrontation ended.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Since the undead retreated on their own initiative, wouldn't such an outcome be the best outcome?

The blue planet at your feet shimmers with a blurry brilliance against the dark background of the universe, and just by looking at it, it is heartbreaking.

It's all over, completely over.

He stood in the cold and lonely void, sighed for a while, and finally just smiled, and then casually cut a spatial crack, and his figure flashed, and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was still on the Tiananmen Square in Kyoto. Just as he passed through the spatial passage and entered Kyoto, his spiritual power had already locked those two familiar breaths among the countless people in Kyoto.

Brush!

A ripple of space flickered, and a young man suddenly appeared on the crowded street, but he didn't attract anyone's attention.

I saw him take a deep breath after stepping on the street under his feet. Then he walked towards the square ahead.

Not far in front of him, Qi Han and Niu Niu were standing in the middle of a large flock of pigeons, feeding them crumbs of bread. More than ten years passed in a flash, and for a while, Zhuang Yichen actually had a feeling of being separated from the world.

He walked not far from the two, then stopped lightly and looked at Qi Han and Niuniu from a distance.

Qi Han is still the same, except for the years that have added a bit of calm and virtuous temperament to her, she has never left any traces on her body. And Niu Niu has become a slim girl.

Looking at the happy smile on the corner of the two of them, Zhuang Yichen's mood couldn't help but be happy. Qi Han casually threw out a small piece of bread crumbs, but suddenly as if he felt something, he turned his head gently and looked back.

Looking at each other, time freezes in a moment.

The eyebrows and eyes are still the same, and the laughter is gentle. Zhuang Yichen looked at Qi Han quietly, as if at this moment, all the scenery and people around him quickly retreated backwards, and then disappeared into nothingness, leaving only her shadow between the entire heaven and earth.

Time passed quietly, and the two people looked at each other quietly across the distance of a street, through the crowd of people coming and going.

Qi Han didn't see a sentence in her chest for a long time, and every time she wanted to say it, she only felt that her tears were like a flood that opened the floodgates, and she directly lost her voice on the spot. In the end, she just waved her hand at Zhuang Yichen with tears.

Zhuang Yichen also waved his hand and said softly: "Hey, long time no see." ”

It's been a long time, and you're covered in the dust of time. Standing in front of me like this, strange is like a gum that has been empty for a long time. However, as soon as he spoke, time seemed to go back to the past.

It seems like the next second, you are going to say to me, "Come with me"

End of book.

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That's the end of it. To be honest, the mood is still a little complicated.

According to the original outline, after the end of the war on the Earth plane. The protagonist still has to go to the Eternal Continent, where there is a truly vast sky. But if you think about it carefully, it seems that everything I want to write has already been written, and if I continue to write, it is nothing more than some routines to fight monsters and upgrade the map, and I am really not good at these routines.

So, that's the end of it.

This ending is very hasty, in fact, after 450,000 words, this book can basically be described as a piece of ****.

Except for a few chapters, I really don't have the face to say anything else. In the previous chapters, however, I can say in good conscience that I am worthy of every penny of the reader's subscription.

Writing like this **** is purely my own problem. Eighty percent of the book was closed early for this reason. The first 450,000 words I can confidently say that the book I wrote, even if you don't like it, will never let you scold it when you look at it twice, what kind of ** thing is this!

Because I know that every plot and setting of mine is reasonable, and I can't find any hard faults. Similarly, it is precisely because of the too much emphasis on the rationality of the plot that this book is much less refreshing. As a network, there is no sense of refreshment and expectation when you look at it, and this is the most deadly part.

The first time I started writing, I was writing a lot of things based on my feelings. There are too many jerky things written in this way. Frankly, this book, as my first attempt, can do this, and I hope you can include it more. It is precisely because I want to make some changes that I give up my own style. In the end, the ending part was written as a piece of ****.

I'm sorry everyone, I'm sad. But it's a process of growing up, and everybody has to go through it, doesn't it?

But it's precisely because I've been writing by feeling that I don't understand the routines that the Internet should have. That's why this book will have the ones you see, the aura that flashes in a pile of ****.

For example, the dance of folding wings, such as how to build a complete and rigorous social structure after the end of the world, such as those that I have always liked, those very warm feelings. These things are a world that I have woven with my heart. I think that if you have been insisting on seeing it now, you must have been moved by a certain plot in the book.

In any case, every reader who sees this, Xiao Cheng bows here and thanks. Thank you for accompanying me all the way and accompanying the growth of this book.

The story is over, but our journey has just begun. Essay writing, on the ability to arrange the plot and construct a worldview, I have my pride, I know what level I am writing.

So, you see it here. Would you like to accompany me on the next part of my journey?

398539706 group number, the group name is called the origin.

I hope that wherever we go in the future, we will have a place of origin for which we can care and stay.

Bow and thank you again, whether my story warms you in the dark night, but you who are in front of the screen at this moment must warm me across thousands of mountains and rivers.

And told me that you are not alone.