(There are 30,000 words left, I changed each chapter to 3,000 words, timed for ten days, simpler, thank you for your support for so long, I won't reply to the messages of my friends one by one, the green mountains are often in the green water, we will see you in the rivers and lakes.) ）

"I really don't understand." Donghua smiled a little meaninglessly, "Before, it was just talking, according to the analysis of human nature, and saying those words that comforted you, but now, I really can't empathize." Think about everything, don't keep looking at what you lose, look more at what you hold in your hand, and you'll be better. ”

"Hmm." Du Yuanyuan smiled, "Thank you." ”

Donghua stopped talking, he knew that no matter how comforting he was, it would be futile. Since the victory in that epic battle, Du Yuanyuan's whole person has become cold and withdrawn, not at all like before, as if he has sunk into a world that outsiders cannot explore. There are few words, he used to say one sentence, and Du Yuan wanted to say ten sentences, but now it is the other way around.

He ...... Probably not dead. For a long time, Donghua said in a low voice.

"Yes and no." Du said remotely.

"It's just...... It's been a long time, but you may never see each other again. ”

Du Yuanyuan no longer responded, and stood silently in front of the window.

"Remote, to be honest, you're a good person." Donghua smiled, also a little bitter, "But, I'm a civil official, my ability is limited, and I don't know how to help you." ”

"No need." Du Yuanyuan sighed, "Even I can't help myself." ”

The Emperor of Heaven finally retreated with peace of mind and sank in the sacred lake of the sacred mountain. But before that, he left behind a moat, an invisible and impassable moat, between darkness and light.

Three hundred years. Say long is not long, say short is not short.

However, it is like a world separated in vain.

Du Yuanyuan drank all the wine in the cup, didn't say anything, and walked outside. Donghua didn't catch up, because he knew where he was going.

Always a place.

At first, he was not at ease, and secretly followed Du Yuanyuan, but later, he found that the place he went to was the same every time.

Moreover, there was nothing in that place, only a dark void.

Because, every time I go, it's an outsider night. Either it's cloudy and the sky is chaotic, or it's sunny, and the sky is starry.

But there was nothing there.

What the hell is he looking at?

Then, Donghua Shenjun no longer followed him, but secretly sighed, Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust.

It was another evening, out of the Heavenly Court Realm of Eternal Day, and Du Yuan followed the familiar path that could no longer be acquainted with the void. Since that battle, he has never worn a military uniform, no matter what the occasion, he only wears a silver-white brocade robe, which is very elegant, which is a little incommensurate with his whole person.

As the distance from the Heavenly Palace became farther and farther away, the light gradually dimmed, and the moon shadow and starlight gradually came into view.

Walking against the wind, the surroundings are empty.

The height is constantly increasing, and the stars around us are getting bigger and bigger.

The round moon disk seems to be hanging overhead, huge and boundless.

Then he felt as if he was in the moon. The air was cold, and the light of the stars varied in different shades, some very harsh, others very dim.

Then, he stopped at one point.

There were no meteorites around to settle on, so he had to remove the saber from his waist and stand on it.

The demon knife is gone.

Instead, a sword intertwined with silver light engraved with intricate totems on the blade, every time he pulled out the sword, those totems seemed to sense something, and in an instant burst out of the dazzling light like the sun, and then melted into the silver sword light, very dazzling.

This sword was given to him by the Emperor of Heaven. He couldn't refuse. It is said to be an ancient sword with unfathomable power.

The wind swept through the void, blowing up the corners of his clothes, Du Yuanyuan smiled secretly, his expression was very lonely, and then he raised his hand to untie the golden crown that tied his hair, and in an instant, the long black hair floated in the air, and he said lightly to the empty place, "Ancestor, I came to see you again." ”

There was silence and no response.

He knew very well that no matter how many times he came, no matter how many times he said it, no one would ever respond to him.

Fei Tian, has already left.

However, he still came here again and again, and it seemed that only by facing the direction of the man's retreat could he find a moment of peace.

"Ancestor, I still can't get rid of it, maybe, it's fate." Du Yuanyuan whispered to himself, like some kind of deep repentance, but he knew that he would never be able to recover his salvation. "Ancestor, I have never believed in fate, but now, I do. If I had listened to you and followed you, the outcome would have been different. Green Night...... He won't ......," he seemed a little unable to say, "I hurt him." It's me. ”

The misty starlight reflected in the void, and the place where the eye could gaze was empty. He suddenly paused, his hands secretly clenched, I don't know how many times he wanted to tear apart the empty realm in front of him, to see if he could find the disappeared empty island, but every time such a thought came to him, he suppressed it.

Now, he has enough power to turn things around. However, there is no way to reverse fate. Fei Tian may have seen through today's ending a long time ago, so he asked himself five times or three times if he was willing.

What's the use of turning him out at this moment? If you make a mistake, you have to bear it yourself, and no one can share the pain for you. Du Yuanyuan smiled bitterly, but, Qing Ye, why, he was just an outsider, a bystander who was stirred into a dream game.

In this long half a month, Du Yuanyuan reimagined everything more than once, if he didn't have any dreams of becoming stronger, Qingye wouldn't have the idea of making him a nine-day honor. It was the flame of his dream that ignited the more hidden dream in Qingye's heart, so that he embarked on this road of no return.

"There are no ifs." He suddenly said in a low voice, "There is no assumption of turning back in the world. As if denying his own crankiness, Du Yuanyuan took a deep breath and asked, "Ancestor, do you say that your dreams are really so beautiful." ”

The moonlight fell on his shoulders, reflecting the silence of the moment impeccably.

"All along, dreams have been so bright in my heart, more beautiful than hope. But, now, I feel like I'm wrong. ”

"Dreams are cruel. It's blood-red. is broken. It's hopeless. ”

"If you don't have dreams, you don't have to carry so much, maybe you will live a easier life."

"But after all, people are too stubborn. Qing Ye is the same, he is also delirious. As he spoke, he sniffed and smiled bleakly, "He's so stupid, this guy, stupid." ”

After a moment of silence, Du Yuanyuan suddenly shrugged his shoulders and smiled as if he remembered something interesting, "I don't know, my knife is still with him." The demon knife only recognizes me as the master in his life. ”

As he spoke, he became more and more sad. That scene resurfaced in front of me. It's like it happened a second ago. All the sounds, the details are vivid.

On that day, the sky was clear.

On that day, there was no trace.

When Du Yuanyuan dreams back in the middle of the night, he is often awakened, feeling as if that day does not exist at all, and everything is an illusion. Qingye was still in the mansion of Fanluo Mountain, drinking tea leisurely, teasing Bai Wei and Xue Qiantu with slender eyebrows.

And in the next second, this quiet picture was completely shattered, the dark night, the chaotic stars, a white shadow fell from the cliff of Wanzhang, the blood flew in the air, like a red petal falling on the corner of his eyes, the eyebrows, dyed the snow-white clouds, he, like a feather, fell into the endless darkness.

"Ancestor, you say, is he still alive......" Every time he asked this sentence, Du Yuanyuan couldn't help but tremble all over, he didn't know, saying that Qingye was still alive, but Donghua used it to comfort him, he didn't even know where he fell.

Ethereal.

Just like the feeling that the last face of the distant past brought him.

Heart-wrenching ethereal.

The moonlight was close at hand, like an ethereal elegy, Du Yuan faced the endless void, and his heart sank into the bottomless void.

How he wished that a familiar voice could give him an affirmative answer at this moment.

But the only thing that allowed him to speculate on the outcome was the three-hundred-year ban of the Emperor of Heaven.

It seems that this is the only clue that declares that Qingye is still alive.

The taste of fate had never been so deeply imprinted on his soul. It's like there is a certain number in the dark. And everyone, just watching this fateful bureau advance all the way, only he is on the outside.

Qingye, is this your choice?

Is this the last piece you laid out?

On that day, he was confident, and when the Emperor of Heaven issued an order to conquer the demon world, he was so calm and composed, bowed in front of the Emperor in military uniform, and took the order to go.

Because, they said yes.

All plans can be saved even if they are not perfect.

The saber on his waist glowed with purple cold light, and thousands of heavenly soldiers followed behind him, the sky was cloudless, blue and clear, and the sunlight reflected on the armor, exuding a fierce aura.

In this battle, he seems to be determined to win fame and fortune. All the subordinates read this kind of unstoppable confidence on Du Yuanyuan's face.

And the taste of it, only he knows. In the eyes of all, he must be decisive and ruthless, and at the same time he is tough and irreversible. Even if some people are not convinced, they dare not make mistakes. Because Du Yuanyuan's personal strength is strong after all, this is enough to suppress the dissenting generals under him.

There is nothing to say about this, in fact, everyone in the entire Heavenly Soldier Legion, including the left and right generals, hopes to stand out in this great war and make meritorious contributions, because the surprising importance of the Heavenly Emperor in this war is a good time for them to make a name for themselves.

This is also in line with Du Yuanyuan's original intention, the fake show is really done, what I am afraid of is that they will not cooperate.