In the screen, Han's call could not be heard.

Di Fei still held the wine and walked along.

Through the sun, through the mountains and forests, through the once bloody life, he walked slowly, and then slowly reached out, until he reached somewhere on his left chest, and never let go.

Slowly, he finally stopped, leaning against a large tree. Close your eyes, clench your fists, and for a long time, without moving.

The bitter battles that followed, the battles that followed, were not surprising. He saved the entire Shura Sect with the power of one person, and he rushed to kill countless people several times with the strength of one person. That night, how many people died, how many lives were ruined, those blood, those killings, in fact, Han couldn't see it.

His eyes just follow him, follow him......

Watch him kill, watch him rampant, watch him invincible, watch him arrogant.

Where he passed, there was only blood and death, but what he held with his hands was life and trust.

Fighting so hard, protecting so resolutely, Ah Han silently thought about the little male pet who was stripped naked, hung high in front of everyone, whipped fiercely, and then sent to Bai Jinghong.

At that time, his master was a hegemon, a person who knew the interests and stakes better than anyone else, knew better than anyone else, and knew better than anyone else that there was nothing wrong with destroying other inconsequential lives for the sake of important people and things.

There was blood everywhere on the screen, and the blood that spilled from that person's body seemed to be all over the world, and it could stain everything red. Again and again, back and forth. Again and again, he used his flesh and blood to protect his disciples.

Until the end, he never gave up, and until the end, he always smiled! Always proud! Always heed the angry rebuke or persuasion of all righteous people.

Han shouted softly, "Master! However, his throat ached, and his voice was hoarse, which he could not even understand.

Master, actually, back then. I really want to, I really want you to save me.

I've been watching you, I've been refusing to call you, but actually, I'm really ...... I really want you to come and save me......

He finally found the strength to slowly close his eyes, and a strange feeling of warmth gradually appeared in his heart.

Seven hundred years have passed, so many loves, hatreds, and so many betrayals and destructions. The heart that I thought had been completely numb still moved and still hurt. He is still vaguely looking back seven hundred years ago. It's a part of yourself that is too simple and stupid.

The man was seriously injured and dying, but he was right about it. The Shura religion has done everything it can, but there is nothing they can do.

He didn't feel it in his heart, as if that man was supposed to be.

It wasn't until he calmly rejected Zhang Chuchen's suggestion to make up for it, until he smiled and said leisurely: "I promised someone." I swore to myself many years ago that whatever I promised him, no matter what, I would do it. ”

His eyes widened and he looked up. The man's eyes were distant and serene, and the man's smile was calm and gentle. There was a trace of domineering, and there was no trace of it. Such a matter of life and death has faded to him.

Ah Han stared at him blankly, not knowing how pale his face was, not knowing that his body was quietly trembling.

Even if you know, maybe. He'll still make himself believe. This is because I was too badly injured.

The people on the screen are still arguing. Still persuading, and the man, just smiling.

Ah Han stretched out his hand blankly, wanting to hold something, wanting to redeem something, wanting to hold something that had passed, however, his hand grasped in the void, and then let go, his palm was still empty, and there was nothing.

Actually, all the time, all the time, he resented.

He doesn't seem to hate, he seems indifferent, however, he has always been, he is obsessed. So, again and again, he kept opening his seemingly innocent and pure eyes, constantly asking himself and others.

Why, what people can say doesn't count?

Why don't all the promises have to be fulfilled in the end?

Why, why, why......

My master, you promised me that you would treat me well, but in the end, you let me die.

Why? Why didn't you save me? Why? Why are you lying to me? Why? You promised me, and you didn't do anything?

Why, why, why......

Han has never been a kind and generous person, Han has never been stingy, selfish, and mindful.

But why, why, after so many years, so many years, do you have to pay for your life for a promise that actually does not matter?

It's not you who have been untrustworthy who is wrong, but me who is too insistent.

Not all oaths must be kept, and not all words must be fulfilled. There are many times when I have no choice but to give up and insist a little, which should have been.

Master, you remember that you once promised me this promise, then, have you also remembered that although your little Han is very cold, he also cares about life, and your little Han always insists that people should not kill.

So, why, do you want to kill yourself?

Han watched Di Fei talk to Bai Jinghong in a daze, until the man in white, who was lost and depressed, pale and haggard, and no longer graceful, left gloomily. Then, Han closed his eyes again, everything, all the endings were doomed, the future was no longer necessary, and he did not want to see it again.

He just felt pain, from head to toe, from brain to heart, everywhere was pain, and now, he was not sure that such pain was only due to the severity of the injury.

I still hear the sound of talking, talking, and I can still sense that everything is going in the direction of fate.

Shura Sect inheritance, that person left the most ridiculous and ridiculous last words, the disciples were at a loss, Zhang Chuchen was angry, however, no one decided to ignore his wishes because of this, since this is his idea, then no matter how ridiculous it is, everyone must insist on implementing it to the end.

But, Di Fei, you are wrong.

Han was too sober and too indifferent to think.

In this world, there is no reincarnation. At least, our technology has not found any basis for reincarnation. So, there will be no knowledge after death, and there will be no six reincarnations after death, you will not see me again, and you will not have any hope of doing anything in the next life.

And I'm ...... If I am not from a small building, if I do not have the support of advanced technology, I will not be able to make your prediction come true in 700 years.

Di Fei, are you wrong...... Your last expectation, your last wish, is actually ...... It was supposed to be a mistake...... is an empty ......

Han closed his eyes and tried to let himself think indifferently.

On the screen, the Shura Sect's plan had been decided, Zhang Chuchen turned back to find Di Fei, and the moment he pushed the door open, the person who was destined to become a legend passed away forever.

At the last moment, he muttered two words, which were far away and Zhang Chuchen couldn't hear them clearly. However, he believes that it should, perhaps...... It's called Shock.

Such a slight two words, like the blazing sun, the man who reflected the heroes of the world, at the end of his life, still missed, still unconsciously muttered two words.

In the world, no one hears of it.

And seven hundred years later, in the illusion of Xiaolou, the incomparable technology made the two words as light as mosquitoes ringing in Han's ears very lightly.

Han didn't move, didn't open his eyes, just lay quietly, very quietly.

For a long time, for a long time, there was a very light, very light wet mark on the pillow.

Nonsense divider-

Secretary Brown: Blowing your nose and beating me, I really think this chapter is very healing.

And then Loulan Qimeng is indeed Nalan's original manuscript Yes, her original manuscript was created for comics, so there is no separate text version. If the publisher agrees to put the online text version in the future, she will revise it and put it up for everyone to see.