Chapter 94: The End

Since you left, you have left me alone, and this lonely world.

Chang Xi stood at the head of the bridge, waved her sleeves away, in front of her in the twilight of the morning without Fengjing, she was no longer the innocent goddess ten thousand years ago, nor was she the stupid Li Yan in the world, she was the Yuanjun of the Eastern Wilderness, in charge of the Eight Wildernesses, respected by the four seas, those children were long-sighted, dreamed of a thousand autumns, and there was no trace.

Chonghua, Chang Xi can't see through it for tens of thousands of years, and after all, she can't match the fate on the Sansheng Stone, and now, no matter how much she has passed, there is no sadness or joy in her heart. In the past, she paid a sincere heart, he didn't want it, he should know that he and her would not have any results even if they were mortals. But Chang Xi didn't believe it, and the head of the fight was bleeding, and it couldn't match the face of the beast. Ziweiyuan is empty, she is indeed too willful. The corners of Chang Xi's mouth were curved, and there seemed to be a wry smile.

Hongyu stood behind Chang Xi, with the small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River flowing at her feet, and she seemed to feel Chang Xi's emotional changes. At that time, Jiuli was in a big dream, Chang Xi was not able to go to Ziweiyuan, and he was also rejected by Yujing Mountain, and he didn't have the enlightenment he looks like now, the red rain has followed Chang Xi for many years, so he naturally can't bear it, "Chang Xi, maybe-"

Before she finished her words, Chang Xi shook her head, picked up the umbrella that fell on the ground, and slowly opened it, with a calm expression and a faint smile, "Hongyu, Chang Xi is the Yuanjun of the Eastern Wilderness, he is the emperor of Ziweiyuan, he and I are destined, and no one can complain about anyone." Everything that has passed, let it pass. From now on, the Eastern Wilderness Enchantment will rise again, and outsiders will not be allowed to enter. ”

Hongyu didn't refute, Chang Xi is the lord, and she has always said nothing in the Eastern Wilderness.

"You go back to the Eastern Wilderness first, and I'll go back to Yaochi. Chang Xi commanded, holding an umbrella alone, walking on the long Jiangnan Trail, "At my behest, please leave the God of the Netherworld." "The Netherworld Division is in charge of life and death, but Chang Xi is the lord of the Division's life and death, and she is the Eight Desolations, when she speaks, even if she is the god of the Netherworld, she must not disobey.

Hongyu was stunned, she didn't expect that Chang Xi even let go of the flowers and snow, and the time of a hundred years of life was an unspeakable blow in Chang Xi's heart. She didn't pester Chang Xi anymore, but was ordered to leave. It's just that on the bank of the Huaishui River, where are there traces of flowers and snow, this pair of old friends, it seems that even a trace has disappeared in the Eastern Wilderness.

The old people are alienated, the eastern wilderness is still the same, and this situation is difficult to exist.

After the red rain left, Chang Xi squatted on the bank of the river, and a tear fell in the river, and there was no trace in an instant. She put down the paper umbrella in her hand, let the rain fall on her clothes, hugged her knees with her hands, and got up for a long time, without even turning her head back, only with a slight wave, this mortal world that was firmly protected in the enchantment was shattered.

From now on, Chang Xi will no longer be nostalgic for the morning and twilight that happened here, and the world will not know each other.

Fengjing's dream was shattered, the Jiangnan Bridge collapsed, Jingyue Lake dried up, and the scorching peach blossoms were scattered. When Chonghua stood on the clouds, his face was like frost, no one knew that his hands in his long sleeves were already tightly clenched. His thoughts for many years have now been completely ruined. The sky was blue and cloudy, and there was a touch of cyan figure, which gradually disappeared into the clouds.

If it was placed in the past, Shen Yan naturally couldn't see Chonghua's emotional changes, only a slight change in the Xingchen Pavilion, he could figure out the slight emotions of their emperor, and now not to mention the Xingchen Pavilion, it was the starlight in the sky on the Ziwei Wall, all of which exuded a different light. With just a quiet glance, he could see that the emperor of his life was now furious. This kind of anger made him tremble, so he followed the emperor's gaze and his heart skipped a beat.

The dream has been shattered, but it has been many years since Chang Xi Yuanjun appeared, how could he appear under the emperor's nose again. Shen Yan had a plan in his heart, and before Chonghua got angry, he stepped forward and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, that is the Yuan Jun of the Eastern Wilderness." "No matter what, the former emperor has the grace of nurturing the Yuanjun of the Eastern Wilderness, has the reality of master and apprentice, and has poured a sincere heart, never let anything happen in such a situation, and only hope that the emperor will take care of the front edge and let go of the obsession in his heart.

Chonghua closed his eyes and wept, and his clothes were gloomy. Past grievances, after all, even this little thought is gone. In Jingyue Lake that year, he promised to die in the white head Shaohua, and he will only live in his memory in the future. No matter who it is today, he will make him pay the price, but it is a wilderness. The Eastern Wilderness suffered a catastrophe many years ago, and now Chang Xi Yuanjun, from she was still in the dragon egg to Qizhi's child, he brought it up single-handedly, and Tiandao favored this dragon girl who had gone through hardships, so why shouldn't he.

Chonghua sighed, dying, what year, what month, when, she will come back and call him, Chonghua.

When Chang Xi turned around, she specially went to the South China Sea, the four seas were calm, the South China Sea was night, the moon was in the middle of the moon, especially calm, she knew that the South China Sea had not appeared for a long time, and most people in the world had forgotten that there was a dragon king in the South China Sea, just like they never knew that the wind and rain in the South China Sea were smooth because of the sacrifice of a dragon girl.

Tonight, the sea is rippling, Chang Xi jumped off the clouds, picked up a handful of seawater, and gently put it down, it seems that he can still smell the salty smell of the seawater, maybe there are tears in it. She is more than 100,000 years old, she has only accepted one disciple, she is not very intelligent, even arrogant and willful, but she is still a good child, but their master-apprentice fate is too short, so that Chang Xi has never taught her anything, and she has passed away.

Chang Xi felt guilty in her heart for this disciple, she was only immersed in her own sadness back then, and she didn't even notice a trace of Ayin's remnant soul, which was her dereliction of duty. The tide has dissipated in the world, and it is useless for her to make up for it. "Ayin, Master has come to see you. ”

The tide was gentle, and no little dragon girl would jump up and down in response to her. There were some waves on the sea, and the white light flashed in Chang Xi's hand, and a sword appeared in his hand. She remembered that she hadn't danced this sword technique in a long time, and that was the pain she remembered. The man's voice and smile are still there, but he is not an old man anymore. Chang Xi's sword rose and fell, closed the momentum, collected the sword, and said: "Disciple of the Eastern Wilderness Yuanjun, you need to know how to look at Shu's swordsmanship, and the master will teach you today." Ayin, from now on, you will be both my chief disciple and a closed disciple. "Chang Xi is in the same vein, no one will forget you.

"I won't be embarrassed, don't worry. Chang Xi chattered, and his voice was very soft. About the sun rose to the east, she left the South China Sea. After she left, someone appeared on the surface of the South China Sea, watching her leave, but there was no more speech.

Ayin, don't worry, she hasn't forgotten you, and so am I.

On the banks of the Huaishui River, as if 10,000 years ago, Hua Weeping Snow had never come. When Chang Xi returned to the Eastern Wilderness, she didn't go back to Xiaoyingzhou immediately, she still had unfinished business in Huaishui. Falling on the surface of the river, the toes saw the water, and the upper of the shoes was not wet. She twisted her hands alternately, a faint blue light rose from the surface of the lake, and the whirlpool kept swirling, and after a while, an inky water fly appeared in the center of the whirlpool.

Chang Xi let out a long sigh, but the trick in his right hand became faster and faster, the water fly fluttered a few times, and finally curled up in the whirlpool and did not move, and then gradually appeared a figure. It's not the face she has seen in a certain life, it's the Gengchen Emperor in her memory. He is now just a water fly in Huaishui without immortal fate, and now he is enlightened, but it is only based on the hard work of Hua Weexue for many years, since the emperor of his life has spoken, no one can change the result.

"Who are you?" asked Huai Du quietly as he gave up struggling.

"Brother Huang. Chang Xi smiled, she naturally remembered the appearance at his knees many years ago, only a thousand years have passed, and he doesn't know that he can't remember what happened at that time.

Huai was stunned for a moment, he was a human being, and he still had some memories, the years were empty, he was really lonely, and these past were recalled by him from time to time. And what will be called him, there are nothing more than two people in this world, he hesitated for a moment, and called tentatively: "Young?"

"It's me. "Chang Xi doesn't know the five flavors in her heart, she is just a 'senior brother of the emperor', he can recognize it at a glance, but unfortunately some people she puts in her heart have been blinded by a leaf for a lifetime, which is really ridiculous. "I haven't seen each other for many years, but my brother is the same as ever. ”

Huai Du smiled bitterly, looked at his empty figure again, and said: "Don't make fun of me, there is nothing like the past, but it is much more leisurely than being a person." Although the memories of the past were hidden in the depths of his mind, he was too hard to be a man in that life, and he never wanted to experience it again.

"Brother, do you remember Zhuohua?" Chang Xi saw that he was lonely, where else did he not understand, so he didn't get entangled, but asked some other questions. At that time, she had been with Zhuohua Weiyang Palace for more than 20 years, and she never thought that Xiao Zhuohua was so affectionate to her imperial eldest brother that she would never marry in her life. Thinking about it later, this is probably the fate between them, just watching him marry a wife and see him pass away, Xiao Zhuohua's heart is so good. When Chang Xi thought of this, he remembered who Xiao Zhuohua was, and his heart became more and more aware of his beliefs.

"She, for the most part, remembers. Huai Du sighed a little, too much time has passed, although he still remembers it, many friendships have become dull, "But now that I think about it, what's the point?" He is Huai Du, although he has been Li Yu for a lifetime, but he is only Huai Du after all.

"Yes, what's the point?" Chang Xi also sighed, since she came back, she probably knew the ins and outs of the matter, I heard that Jing Xiu Shangjun of Cangling Land had already asked for a bowl of water in Yaochi, and since then there is no concern, and what about them? Xiaohua must still be obsessed because of the front edge, and Huai Du has nothing to do, so he can only remember. "But, Zhuohua has watched you for so many years, doesn't it make sense for her?"

Huai Du has to say surprised, there is a change in his eyes, since he enlightened his mind, the god on the bank of the Huaishui River, has accompanied him every day, that is, the name 'Huai Du' is given by her, if there is still a trace of Xiao Zhuohua in his heart, then this god is a big ripple in his heart. It's just that he only has a trace of wisdom, he has never been civilized, and it is difficult to even become a demon body, how can he be worthy of her. Now when he suddenly heard such words, he was first shocked, and then he was very decadent, and said sullenly: "I am not worthy of her." ”

He knew that she was the god of the Netherworld, so he felt more and more inferior.

"Brother, Donghuang owes you, Chang Xi owes you, and Xiaohua owes it, and after today, it will be written off. Chang Xi's expression was as usual, his right hand technique stopped, and there was a small dagger in his hand, which shone with silver light. She glanced down and remembered that at that time, in Ziweiyuan, Chonghua said: "The dagger is sharp and can kill gods, you be careful." At that time, he was still concerned and did not speak harshly.

The past years are too good, and it hurts to think about it.

"What are you doing!" In Huai Du's surprise, Chang Xi had already pushed the dagger into his chest, and there was no trace of blood coming out, which was sharp. The blade quickly turned in her chest, and when she came out again, she had already gouged out a heart.

The first dragon in ancient times, every part of the body was a divine weapon, and Chang Xi ripped out one of his hearts. Her face was a little pale, but she still cast a spell quickly, and the red light soared into the sky, and the Eastern Wilderness changed color for a while. "I am above the bloodline of the ancient dragon clan, sacrifice to the heavens and the earth, and use this heart as an intermediary to cross the soul and become an immortal. "Then turn into a dragon, and circl the water dragon.

It has always been a calm Huai Shui, boiling in an instant, there is a thunder calamity, Chang Xi with the strength of his body, with the dragon heart as the medium, crossed the Eastern Wilderness Huaishui Heavenly Dao without immortal fate of the creatures into immortals, ink-colored water flies, after the dragon heart was introduced into his mouth, rose into the air, turned into a dragon, and was promoted to the throne.

Chang Xi smiled and introduced the Thunder Tribulation into the enchantment. She was promoted too easily, and she didn't even suffer a few thunderstorms. If the thunder struck her today, she knew that it was so painful. She remembered Jiuli who had crossed the tribulation of God at that time, remembered his face at that time, closed her eyes, and tears fell.

The Hehuan Bell in her hand had a beam of light, but it never rang, and she knew that this seemingly inconspicuous Hehuan Bell could replenish her cultivation in a steady stream when her cultivation was exhausted.

Ziweiyuan is the master of all things in the world, and she can't disobey the edict of the emperor in her life. But Chang Xi is different from ordinary people, she is the first divine dragon bred in ancient times, her heart can directly transform a person into a god, and on the contrary, it can also transform a creature without immortal fate into an immortal. This heart, shattered, she had held it in front of him, and now she didn't want it herself. Seven emotions and six desires hurt people, and the god of no heart lives transparently.

Chang Xi smiled, twisted the trick again, something flew out from the depths of Huaishui, she didn't look at it, put it into her chest casually, wiped the hole in her chest, waved her hand, and said: "This gentleman will record you in the name of the Netherworld, and you will do it yourself in the future, you can't come to the Eastern Wilderness again, and you are not allowed to mention today's things again." Donghuang no longer owes you anything, and so does Benjun, let's go. ”

Huai Du was extremely surprised, he had been in Huaishui for at least tens of thousands of years, and knew that there was an extremely cold place in the world, and in the deepest part of the Huaishui River, there was a cold jade ice, and only then Chang Xi clearly made the cold jade ice in the Huaishui River her heart. He tried to speak, but was pushed away by a force, and when he woke up again, he no longer remembered what had happened.

After Chang Xi sent Huai Du away, she stood on the bank of the Huaishui River, with severe pain in her chest, she eased up for a while, closed her eyes and leaned into her own primordial spirit, pulled out the hidden love thread, and threw it into the Huaishui River casually.

Jiuli, you promised Chang Xi that his life would not be worth it, but you are no longer you after all, and Chang Xi doesn't want it anymore. The word love is very hurtful, she will only be the Yuanjun of the Eastern Wilderness from now on, seeking well-being for the common people.