After doing all this, Bai Shuo's figure rising from the ground stopped the drive to rise, and his feet stepped on the enchantment erected in mid-air and slowly fell into the black mist.

In the darkness, Bai Shuo heard the voice of the Lord God.

"Enforce the quest to complete and get 3,000 bonus points."

Compared with the intensity of the task, it was really an insignificant reward, but Bai Shuo's heart finally breathed a sigh of relief, the Nuwa Stone obtained from Sun Monkey was the main event, and it finally fell into his pocket steadily.

Moreover, by killing all kinds of demons along the way, he also got a lot of basic rewards, which together are a lot of numbers, which are almost making up for the shortfall spent on the exchange time this time.

After a while, the black cold corpse slowly dissipated, from between heaven and earth, and naturally returned to heaven and earth, but Huaguo Mountain may be dilapidated for a few years in the future, but when the monkey comes back, it will be lush again, right?

When the black mist slowly dissipated, the hidden scene was revealed.

Because of the fight between Bai Shuo and the Demon King of the Mixed World, the cracked earth was scorched by the filthy breath, and there was no grass, full of death and desolation.

An old tree that has grown for an unknown number of years was interrupted by the waist in the fight between Bai Shuo and the Demon King of the Mixed World, and after being burned by the corpse cold, black gas has loomed, and its vitality has withered, and it seems to be alive.

Bai Shuo sat on the ground, his back against the lifeless tree stump, looking down at the loot in his palm.

Bronze Top Rune - Calamity Breath: The turbid qi formed by the impurities in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi after precipitating for thousands of years, after brewing in the poor mountains and evil waters, converged into a cold corpse with endless ferocity.

Can bless the user's attacks with Corruption and Darkness, but slowly erodes the host.

Evolution Type: Silver-level Calamity, Gold-level Yellow Spring...... Bai Shuo blinked slightly, and put away the rune card, this card is not suitable for his own use, but it can definitely be sold for a good price.

Beside him, there was a creature that was almost skinny and blackened, an ugly humanoid half-demon and half-human, covered in grayish-white scales.

At a glance, it was clear that he or it was dying.

Before the Demon of Calamity blew itself up, Bai Shuo's palm stabbed into its body, dragging out the person who had sacrificed himself but had fallen between humans and ghosts.

It's a pity that he has been demonized for a long time, and under the repeated heavy injuries and soul splitting, his vitality has been completely cut off, and he is dying.

I don't know how long it took, but the man on the ground struggled to open his eyes.

After many years, he saw the pure and bright sky again, and the sorrow surging in his heart made him make a hoarse and choked sound, like a low cry.

"Ah......h

Bai Shuo bent down and appeared in the creature's sight: "Are you okay?" ”

The unknown person looked at Bai Shuo's face and tried to open his mouth, his voice intermittent and hoarse, as if it would end in the next moment.

"I did...... A very long dream...... It's scary...... Very long......"

Bai Shuo grabbed his cold, scaly palm and listened carefully to his last words.

"In the dream, everyone died...... I'm dead too......"

"Now it seems that it was really a dream......

He spoke with difficulty, and suddenly shed two lines of muddy tears: "Is it a dream? ”

"yes, a nightmare." Bai Shuo felt his fading heartbeat and grabbed his hand, as if to give him some of his heat.

"That's good......" His eyes moved away from Bai Shuo's face, and he saw the clear and bright sky, and tears flowed: "I want to protect them, but they are all dead...... I can't even protect myself......"

Bai Shuo took a deep breath and looked at him, Bai Shuo suddenly remembered his former self, but he was much luckier than him, there was a girl who was willing to believe in herself, so that she could support each other with her through the darkness, and the person in front of him had nothing left.

"You've done a good job." Bai Shuo looked into his eyes: "No one will be better than you." ”

"Really?" The Nameless Man, who was gradually losing his strength, laughed: "That's great......"

Bai Shuo looked at his eyes that were slowly losing their brilliance, and whispered in his ear: "Sleep well, it's all over." ”

"yes...... It's over. ”

The Nameless smiled with relief, slowly closing his eyes, the last of his life flowing from his body, and his body, which had lost all heat, slowly froze.

For a moment, it seemed to have been weathered for thousands of years, and his body rapidly withered, slowly shattering, until it turned into the finest powder.

Born between heaven and earth, and returned between heaven and earth.

The earth will embrace his body and the past that was once unknown, just like Bai Shuo said, his responsibility has ended, and the man who sacrificed his life to devour demons in order to protect his family has finally ushered in his own end.

Looking at the sand and dust that slowly tilted down his fingertips, Bai Shuo was a little flustered, and leaned on the stump weakly, and the evil consequences of a large amount of blood loss finally appeared.

He took out the various healing potions that had been exchanged in advance, as well as disinfectant and bandages, and gritted his teeth and began to clean the wounds on his body.

Inadvertently, he saw the clear sky that the nameless man had been nostalgic for, and under the sunlight, all the darkness dissipated, and people were immersed in the infinite vastness.

In the darkness, there are always people who light themselves into torches, emit light, want to illuminate their surroundings, and wait for the dawn to come, whether they succeed or fail, they are qualified to be called heroes...... "Heroes......

Bai Shuo suddenly laughed, thinking a little boredly: I don't know if I am it?

is so hard to do it, and has carried so many killings, most of them are not anymore, right?

Well, at least it used to be, right?

His heart suddenly felt much lighter, as if he had been freed from some shackle.

After stabilizing the injuries around him a little, Bai Shuo kept smiling, leaning lazily on the stump, letting the suppressed sleepiness rekindle, three days and three nights of long running, continuous killing and fighting, after exhausting all his mental strength, he figured out a very interesting question, and then squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― flames burned, and half of the burning white paper money fluttered in the air with the rising air current, eventually turning into flying black ashes.

The expressionless young man with a white scarf on his head and his head was expressionless, standing in front of the grave and throwing stacks of paper money into the fire.

The handsome young man's eyes were full of bottomless pain and sorrow, and the tears had long since flowed, and the hatred accumulated in his heart had made the once innocent young man mature.

In the middle of the deserted mountains, in front of the two tombs that did not even have tombstones, the boy slowly bent his knees, fell to his knees, hung his head, and spewed out a breath full of grief, and the renewed memories filled his heart with hatred that could destroy him.

"Master, junior brother, Caiyun is here again today." The young man who called himself Caiyun said hoarsely to the tomb: "If you don't take revenge, Caiyun has no face to see your master and junior brother again." He has survived so far, but he has not made any achievements, and he asks his master and brother to forgive him......"

After a pause, the young man kowtowed again: "Do nothing, let the master and the junior brother die blindly, and wait for June under the yellow spring, Caiyun...... Caiyun ......"

His words stopped, he couldn't go on, he felt like his throat was blocked, he couldn't speak, the corners of his eyes cracked again, the tears that had long been dried could no longer flow, but the pain in his heart tormented him to the point that he wanted to go crazy.

His palms dug deep into the dirt, his shoulders trembled as if he were about to lose his strength, and his face turned pale as if he were dead.

The ashes of the burning white paper flew on his body, burning the white cloth with a little black spot, which was very eye-catching.

His head slammed heavily on the bluestone, smashed the slate out of cracks, and said hoarsely and tremblingly: "Caiyun is gone, I don't know if I live or die." See you again on the Huangquan Road, and ask the master for mercy. ”

"If Caiyun has a next life, he would still be willing to be the apprentice of the master, the senior brother of the senior brother of Biyun......"

He felt like he was using all his strength and couldn't speak anymore. He knew in his heart that under the cover of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire, the master's soul was gone; Under the arrow outside that day, the junior brother had no way to come back to life.

The so-called reincarnation has also become the most extravagant delusion for him, and some people die and never come back.

It's obviously so precious, but it is only after losing it that he understands its preciousness, and Caiyun is willing to do everything in exchange for the return of his master and brother. But sometimes, there is no chance of redemption.

The so-called death is a cruel thing that can never come back, this is the most irreversible end, and it is also the most desperate thing in the world.

Once lost, the warm memories of the past can only be torture for yourself; With each memory, the warmth as sharp as a knife gouged open his heart; In the end, all that remains is the torment of living in the world every minute and every second, and the unforgettable torment.

But all this is finally coming to an end.

He smiled helplessly - from now on, no matter whether things fail or succeed, he probably won't survive, right?

That's good, that's good, a person living in this cold world, he has had enough.

Silently getting up from the ground, the short man who had been waiting quietly on the side ran to his side in small steps, and flatteringly handed over the silk scarf he had prepared long ago.

"Caiyun, you have such a determination, even if Shiji Niangniang has knowledge under the spring, you must be very pleased."

Caiyun didn't pick up the silk scarf, just stared at the tomb in front of her: "Master, she won't be happy, she said before she left that revenge is something that has no hope." ”

He remembered again the way the woman touched his face and smiled before leaving, it was so beautiful.

"But there are some things that must be done......"

The voice that had once been flooded up from the bottom of his heart again, making his heart, which had been turned to ashes, feel a burst of pain again.

Seeing that the young man turned away his kindness, the short middle-aged man's face was a little embarrassed, and soon he wiped away a trace of disdain and anger from his eyes, and continued to laugh: "Your Majesty, whenever you think of Caiyun and you are out, you miss it very much in your heart. When this matter is completed, Your Majesty will certainly include you in the family tree for the sake of respect and honor, and I will call you ...... then."

"Come on, Prime Minister Turtle." The boy turned his head suddenly, his black eyes staring at him, and in the hollow darkness, a mood called anger emerged.

(To be continued)