When I die, no flowers will bloom.

When I die, no migratory birds will fly by, no fish will swim by, no one will step through here.

When I die, no one will remember.

After I die, the spring breeze does not come, the summer rain does not fall, the autumn frost does not condense, and the winter snow does not dance.

When I die, I won't turn into a pinch of dirt, I'll just disappear cleanly, leaving no trace.

If a person dies and goes to hell, then a person like me goes deeper than hell. No, I should be the only one who would enter that kind of place.

I deserve all of this.

All of this should be my destination.

I have never been kind to the world, and the world has not been kind to me.

From the moment I was born, I was a scourge. The only mother in the world who loved me didn't have time to say a word to me, just one look at me and died. My mother died because of me. If it weren't for me, my mother probably wouldn't have died.

Walking out of the cold for thousands of miles, wherever I go, people everywhere will take the initiative to avoid me, as if I am a demon who is different from people. I look the same as everyone else, but I'm always treated differently.

I didn't understand why people looked at me like that, so I went up to someone and asked someone, but the man pulled a knife out of his bosom, but alas, he was the one who died.

Because of this, more and more people are afraid of me, and I am like a plague god.

Since then, I've understood a lot of things.

People make basic judgments based on appearances, which leads to a series of basic reactions, and they become more and more certain of their judgments based on what happened. As for the truth, they don't really care, they only care about their own instinctive feelings.

Most people are stupid, not ignorant, but stupid.

This should be the reason why the Great Priest wants to get rid of the "human" race.

And who can endure this stupidity, to be stuck in the filth of stupidity?

People are stupid, and it is an exceptionally easy thing to deceive them. But I don't want to deceive them, I want to see what causes their stupidity, I want to see what they are afraid of.

Anyone who dares to be hostile to me, I will kill them, including the crying children.

On the third day I walked out of the cold weather, my hands were covered with blood. For me, who was born to know, these people have no way to resist me, and can only worship me as a demon.

So, when people confronted me again, they no longer showed any hostility, and deeper fear taught them to give in.

It is so easy for demons to become gods and Buddhas.

But since then, I've been playing a game where I put on a different mask and enter someone's life in their place to see what kind of person they are.

Masks, really a good thing, I can be anyone, peek into their hearts. But the more I looked, the more I felt that people were really ridiculous.

People are as stupid as they are smart, and as stupid as they are, they are dirty.

Cultivation is a good thing, but the power it brings magnifies one's stupidity and dirtiness without limit. The imbalance of power makes people even uglier.

When I realized what people really are, I longed to be the daughter of the Great Priest.

Cutting the wrists, emptying the blood in the body, removing the muscles and bones, and taking out the internal organs, that is, this thin piece of human skin is burned clean with a fire, only in this way can I feel that I have washed away the inferiority of people a little, and I can get rid of the shackles of people a little.

I hate this world full of people, where there is filth and filth everywhere, where everyone is afraid to face each other with their true faces, and where everyone shows one or another flaw.

The world of humans is much more disgusting than the world of simple animals.

I began to understand why Daishima had found a way to separate his mother from her body, and I understood why Daisaki wanted to create a new world.

I don't shy away from saying that I once agreed with the idea of the Great Priest.

It is precisely because there are too many people like me that countless Yin and Yang Envoys will be born, and there will be sixty-four Yin and Yang Masters of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, who have an unparalleled fanaticism for the Great Priest and a desperate desire to create a new world.

Careerists and idealists are the two most terrible people in the world, but the people in the Yin and Yang Gate firmly occupy both of them.

Talent is the best in the world, hard work is crazy, and resources are inexhaustible. With such a group of people, it is hard to imagine how the war set off by the Yinyangmen will not be won many years later! It is hard to imagine how the Yinyangmen will not change the whole world after many years!

People with ugly faces will always be a plate of loose sand, even if they are given ten years to prepare, how can they win the crazy yin and yang door?

The accumulation of thousands of years of Yin Yang Gate, coupled with the invincible existence of Da Si Ming, has long surpassed all the forces in this world. And those poor sleepers, still fighting for petty profits, all day long, unaware of the catastrophe coming.

Even if the plan of the Great Priest does not succeed for the time being, it will make this noisy world a little quieter.

But for some reason, I can't forget the way my mother looked at me before she died, and I always wanted to see the place where my mother used to live.

So, I got there.

In one year, in that ordinary village, I understood my mother's choice and the path I should take.

Is an ant not qualified to exist?

Even if you are extremely ugly, are you not qualified to live?

People are so ugly, but at the same time they are so gentle.

The way my mother looked at me before she died, it was the most tender look in the world.

"My child, I can't watch you grow up, I can't teach you how to walk and how to eat, I can't give you an umbrella to pick you up, I can't let you grow up carefree...... I'm afraid you'll feel lonely, I'm afraid you'll go down the wrong path, I'm afraid you'll cry in the night...... Mother didn't give you anything, Mother didn't even have a chance to look at you more, Mother is sorry, but you have to live well...... I love you so much......"

I can't imagine how many things my mother had to tell me, or what kind of mood my mother really felt, but I feel very sad when I think about that look.

Man has not yet reached the point of destruction.

This race is far from being the strongest race in the world, and it is far from being replaced by other races!

The strength of a person should be far greater than the so-called "immortal" in the mouth of the great priest!

The strength of human beings is not the strength of strength, but the tenacity that can never be destroyed, but the sustenance that no other race can understand between people.

I began to establish my goals, and I knew that killing the Great Priest would require any means to do anything, and I began to do whatever it took to become stronger. Maybe it's because of the Great Priest's bloodline, the speed at which I get stronger can be jaw-dropping.

In six years, I stepped into the Earth Immortal Realm! I knew that no matter how good my talent was, it would be impossible for me to step into the Heavenly Immortal Realm within thirty years, so I stopped cultivating.

In my life, I'm afraid the only good deed I've ever done is to save a madman.

The Nameless Land is the best place to grow quickly, and I went there.

On that day, I somehow picked up a dying child, and for some reason I took him in, probably the last bit of humanity that I still had as a human being.

But when I die, the madman will forget about me. I left a fairy power in his brain that wouldn't let him remember me. I just asked him to remember Wang Shi, if he has anything in the future, he can go to Wang Shi, so that he can always have someone to rely on. Wang Shi is the kind of person who will not sit idly by and ignore the madman.

After leaving the Nameless Land, I found Li Yat-sen and began a long project with him. Since his death, the whole plan has been accepted by me alone.

I had everything in place and waited for death to come.

I was born without any connection to this world, and I should not have any connection with this world after I die. In fact, after I die, no one in the world will think of me anymore.

The moment I saw Wang Shi appear in front of me, I felt that the Dao Gong in his hand wiped out all my vitality, and I finally felt a lot more relaxed. It's like a bird trapped in a cage that can finally fly.

The burden that has been pressed on my body for so many years has finally been lifted, and I no longer need to work hard for these things, and the next thing is just Wang Shi's own business.

There is too much meaning in my life, strictly speaking, my life was given by the Great Priest, and I was born to kill the Great Priest.

Now that I've done everything, there's no need to continue to exist.

Death, it's really nice to me.

With countless blood on my hands, I can't die too much.

Although I can't see the ending, I believe that the person who was chosen by everyone will definitely kill the Great Priest.

The world has not been kind to me, and I have not been kind to the world.

I don't care if I can save the people in this world by killing the Great Priest, I only care about my own hatred, I want to make the Great Priest pay for his life.

I am the curse of my life and the salvation of my life.

Falling heavily to the ground, I saw the sky spin and turn into a thick and brilliant rainbow, like sugar being boiled, and I fell into it, slowly turning into a trace of it.

The blood-red color completely obscured my vision, and I felt a peace that I had never felt before, as if my mother was looking at me. I smiled, like a candy kid.

That's how my life ended.

As for Wang Shi, it can only be Wang Shi.

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It seems that in the distance, there is a white horse neighing.