In the pavilion at the end of this corridor, Yuwen Ying watched the snowflakes flying and falling by the pavilion, one by one, falling on the ground and on the branches. Quiet, silent, falling.

He, with a long foot, looked in the direction of White Tiger Ridge.

At this time, Baihuling has collapsed into a ruin, only a mess of shapeless stones, stacked, very high, and on top, covered with snow. Like the grave of the demon clan's history. Waste. With memories of thousands of years.

The power of the demon god!

What a terrible power.

Invisibly, a mountain range was destroyed.

And the destroyer does not know it.

If all this has an impact on Yuwenying, then, what is even more impactful to Yuwenying is that the little girl who used to love to eat meat and love to lie on her stomach under the old pomegranate tree and play under the old pomegranate tree.

Yes, with the passage of time, who is not growing up? It's just that some have grown into Wu Yige, some have grown into Wu Yiran, some have grown into Wu Xiaoqing, and some have all grown into what they want, or what they don't want.

Time, it is unbeatable.

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Yu Wenying recalls the conversation of Shicai.

"That's not the technique of Wu Yi Ember, it's that you passively practiced the "Demon Spirit Record", and the power of the demon god awakened. If you comprehend the method of using this power, you will not only be the king of the demon clan, but also the king of this Winged Flame Continent. The king, who is kneeling down among all the peoples, and whom all living beings admire, and who fears, and who submits and is faithful, king. ”

"Brother Eagle. ”

"Huh?"

"Is this demon god's power really so godly?" At this moment, Wu Nige's eyes were clear.

"Naturally. ”

"Then, if I awaken the power of the demon god and comprehend the method of using this power, can I go back to the past?

Yuwen Ying didn't know. Silence.

With Yuwen Ying's silence, the clear light in the singing eyes faded.

The voice of the song lost the excitement of Shicai, and became detached and light: "Brother Eagle." ”

"Huh?"

"Recently, although I am sad, but my heart is clearer, and in this clarity, there is only one question. Why do we live? The demon clan has a long lifespan, a hundred lives, a thousand lives, and even a mother-in-law who lives for ten thousand years. I want to know, even if there is no boundary, what is the meaning of our life?" After saying this, seeing that Yuwen Ying was still bowing his head and being silent, he turned around and left.

How nice it would be if you were still the one who loved to eat meat, loved to play under the old pomegranate tree, and a rain of petals could make you happy.

You don't think about what it means to be alive.

Do you know that this kind of thinking will not bring you clearer, but only more chaotic, and even you will continue to pursue this mystery, which is the most deadly pain of life.

Because, for it, there is never a right answer.

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The song continued to walk along the corridor in the direction of the main hall where the northern darkness Haotian dealt with daily affairs.

On both sides of the cloister, the snow is dazzling in the sun.

White, white.

Brother Eagle, why don't you tell me, what is the meaning of life?

Did you know that it's tiring to follow it on your own?

This is the deadliest pain of living.

Shicai, even if you make one up casually, I will believe it.

I will follow the meaning you told me to chase and achieve.

It's just that you don't say it.

I remember that my mother-in-law once said that she wanted me to stick to the faith of the demon clan.

We demon clan, believe in freedom and freedom, and look up to love and original intentions.

I held on, but this faith doesn't bring us eternity, does it?

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