The black girl walked barefoot in the hot sand, and as far as the eye could see, it was an endless desert, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, scorching the earth, and all that could be seen was a little tumbleweed.

The fine sand that has become hot enough after the sun burns is attached to the center of her feet, she doesn't seem to feel the temperature, and when she is younger, she likes to step on the fine sand barefoot, barefoot all year round, and the soles of her feet have been ground out of thick calluses, and then step on the hot fine sand, she will only feel comfortable warmth.

Growing up in Africa, growing up in deserts, growing up in volcanoes, she loves the heat, and when her skin oozes sweat, she feels the joy of her cells.

She put her hand in front of her eyes and looked up at the sun, discerning the time, thinking that she could play for a while, even if there were a few small black dots in the distance behind her, her heart was not too bad.

Every time she came out to play, she was set by her uncle, and looking at the clansmen who were not far away from her and always kept a distance from her and looked at her, it seemed that an hourglass appeared in front of her.

It's not that she didn't want to escape from the sight of the people sent by her brother-in-law to see her, but those who could be sent over were all good hands of the tribe, warriors of the tribe, and they wouldn't give her a chance at all.

Whenever her big smart eyes put an idea into action, the clansmen who sensed that something was wrong would quickly close the distance and not give her a chance to slip.

This time, she had no intention of fighting the annoying guys behind her, she just wanted to feel the desert and completely empty herself in the time she had left.

She lay on her back in the desert with her hands outstretched.

If it weren't for this kind of action, she would have done it more than once, and the people behind would have hurried over, and the motorcycle adapted to the desert began to be more brave and wild than any off-road vehicle.

The sun shone on her face, and she couldn't open her eyes, so she simply closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfort of sweating.

At this temperature, if you change to an ordinary person, I am afraid that you will already suffer from heat stroke.

Suddenly, the light quickly diminished, and a dark shadow appeared above her, blocking the sunlight, not some high-altitude bird, she opened her eyes, and only a human figure could be seen.

"Little Catherine, what are you doing again?" A gentle man's voice.

The man didn't speak, and she knew who it was, and at this time she had jumped up with joy and hugged the white man who appeared in front of her like a surprise, covered in sweat.

The white man hugged the black girl and smiled heartily.

"It's early this time." She said.

The white man nodded: "A surprise for you." ”

She didn't have to think about it and said directly: "The thirty-seventh appointment, the seventh surprise, and the eleventh punctuality." ”

There is no doubt that the rest of the times, the men are late.

The white man atoned for his sins and took out a beautiful yellow stone: "Look, this is my birthday present for you, is it beautiful, from the active crater." ”

She was attracted by the crystal clear yellow stone, and said, "Forgive you." ”

The white man breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

She asked, "Is it okay not to go to an active volcano?" ”

The white man didn't shake his head, but just smiled wryly, "It's Dad's job." ”

She pouted, "I didn't expect you to say yes." ”

The man's smile was even more helpless.

She pointed the yellow stone at the sun and stared with big sparkling eyes.

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Little Catherine, Dad has something to tell you. ”

"You say."

"This time it's little Catherine's birthday, and Dad may not have a way to spend it with her."

She was stunned, and then her little face changed color, and she threw the yellow stone out of her hand, broke free of the man's embrace, and ran away with a shout of the big villain.

He came to her side who was secretly crying behind the sandy slope, and he picked up the yellow stone and placed it gently beside her.

It was already night, there were stars on the empty black curtain, he didn't speak, he just looked at the sky with her, she was fighting with him, and he was quietly with her.

"Little Catherine promised you." She said suddenly.

The man gently touched her head, and she smiled, and the man smiled.

The black woman walked over, and the family of three was happy in the cool desert.

At this time, she didn't know that the man was gone, and she would never see her again.

Man, it's really gone.

Catherine's divergent gaze gradually condensed, and the illusory figure of Mieko Suzuki was beside her, and she listened to Catherine's story, and the original enemy was now like a friend.

"What do you want?" This palace of the six kings named Hexin Wen asked.

Catherine looked at the sea of clouds in front of her: "I probably want to see him again, it's just ...... Never to be seen again. ”

She suddenly felt a faint fluctuation around her, and looked sideways, a pair of beautiful eyes gradually widened, revealing an incredible look, and the familiar white man stood there, his smile was still so doting and loving, and his eyes looked at her gently.

The illusory man stretched out his hand and gently touched her head, without a substantial touch, but his voice was so familiar: "My little Catherine, have grown up." ”

Catherine's eyes were hazy with tears.

"Be strong." The white man smiled and waved, "Goodbye, my darling." ”

Catherine, who seemed to return to her childhood days in an instant, nodded heavily: "Goodbye, Dad." ”

The figure of the white man faded into obscurity, and finally changed back to the appearance of Mieko Suzuki, a Japanese girl, who looked at Catherine and waved her hand silently.

The girl was full of grief, and the figure disappeared.

As she said, she also has a wish to see her father and queen mother again.

This time, she can go to them.

Catherine looked serious and said sincerely, "Thank you, Hecin. ”

"Goodbye, Mieko Suzuki."

On the top of the mountain higher, Bei Ying and Soul Body Bro looked side by side at Catherine below and Mieko Suzuki who was gradually dissipating, and Bei Ying could clearly feel the emotional fluctuations coming from the side.

"It's not easy for the sixth child, she hides her heart more than anyone else." Bro's eyes drooped, "When the father and the queen mother left, the seventh reacted the most, and the calmest was not the eldest brother, but the sixth." ”

Pei Ying listened silently.

Bro let out a sigh: "The seventh is gone, the sixth is also gone, everyone is gone, after being able to go to the father and queen mother together, the brothers and sisters are still seven, which is good." ”

Bei Ying suddenly said: "I actually ...... I envy you. ”

Bro was stunned for a moment, looked at her and said, "You are happier, I still advise you to cherish it early." Everyone makes mistakes, no one is perfect, since you forgive your father, don't deliberately keep your distance, and when he is gone, you will find that the world will become more colorless. ”

He smiled bitterly: "With the current situation, maybe you won't be able to wait for that day." ”

Bei Ying was expressionless: "Let's go together, it's better." ”

The Immortal Legion Commander nodded and sighed, "Yes, it's a beautiful thing to go together." ”

Bei Ying spoke: "Immortal Legion, what are you going to do?" ”

Mur Lun stretched his waist: "Mur is no longer an enemy of humanity, and the Immortal Legion will naturally not appear on Earth again." If you humans will perish on Earth, the Immortal Legion will only be on the land of Sword Tomb. ”

Bei Ying's gaze was placed on the far side of the sky, where there were all kinds of lights, which were the aftermath of the battle between "Yichen" and Ai Xue: "I didn't expect this to be the result in the end." ”

Bro persuaded: "While there is still some time, after I leave, you should go and spend more time with your father, he is your only relative in this world." ”

Bei Ying shook her head: "I've seen him, it's enough." ”

Knowing that she would stop Tuhe, and the other Dao Sword Masters were the same, the Second King Hall did not persuade again, and said sincerely: "To tell the truth, I admire you very much, in terms of racial righteousness, human beings are no worse than Murray, even if you know that you can't do it, you have to give it a try." ”

Bei Ying glanced at him: "Even if you look down on us, there is no need to talk so deadly." ”

Bro shrugged his shoulders, and the illusory soul body took a step forward and turned to look at her: "It's a pleasure to meet you, although you and I have known each other for a short time, and it is more of a hostile relationship, but to be honest, you are the most powerful Lord of Light I have ever seen." ”

After a pause, he said, "Second only to me." ”

Pei Ying raised her eyebrows, as if she had guessed that this would be the case.

Bro smiled and said very calmly: "Let's go." ”

The points of light spread out, like dandelions, and the wind said goodbye.

"Murray, you're pretty handsome." Bei Ying's face had a shallow smile on her face at this time, and she waved her hand lightly, "Goodbye, Barrow Williams." ”

A meadow that was lucky enough to escape the disaster, walking one person and one soul body, as if the great war farther away had nothing to do with them.

For this rare little quiet, Maxwell did not cherish much, and walked silently.

The first to speak was the man named Jiu Yan in the Great Palace: "Actually, I've always been curious, even if there are those encounters, your character shouldn't be like this." ”

Maxwell raised his eyes and looked calmly ahead: "I haven't said how lonely I am, I'm just used to being alone." ”

Kang Shi obviously didn't fully believe it: "If this is the case, you will not choose to commit suicide when you protect you, although you did not die, but after choosing to leave a trace on your soul." ”

Maxwell didn't care: "An accident insurance, as you said, I chose, but instead of suicide, I chose the money." ”

Kang Shi nodded, and shook his head again, unable to tell whether he agreed or denied.

Maxwell didn't dwell with him on this issue, looked at him and said, "I don't know your past, and I'm not interested, but your pressure is very high, and I feel the same way." ”

"I am from the country, from my father and queen mother, from the identity of the eldest brother, from six younger brothers and sisters, and from thousands of people." Kang Shi changed the topic and asked rhetorically, "You have lived in an orphanage since you were a child, and your only relative was later found and gone, what about your pressure?" ”

Maxwell looked straight at him and didn't speak.

Kang Shi was stunned for a moment, but suddenly understood, he nodded and sighed: "It's me who is sorry for you." ”

Maxwell's pressure came from the innocents who had been killed by the Gathering Spirits, and if he hadn't controlled Maxwell, those people might have died, but definitely not on his hands, even if it wasn't his intention.

Maxwell still didn't speak, but his eyes had turned in other directions.

The time for him to contact the Sword Tomb, the contact with the Spirit, and the contact with the palace was too short and too short, so short that he had no interest in that world, that country, and that race, but perhaps it was the time when he was controlled by the Emperor, and he had a lot of close contact with this Great Palace, which made him feel that this man was not easy.

This man was carrying too much, so much that he cared about every burden on his body, and so much that he didn't care about every burden on his body.

He sees through everything, everything he does has only one goal, and he does what everyone insists on.

"Hahaha, the more generous you are, the more uncomfortable it is for me." Kang Shi, who had already understood Maxwell, laughed, "I am the Great King Palace, above the ten thousand people under my father, queen mother!" ”

He looked at Maxwell seriously, and stepped out: "From ancient times to the present, I will no longer be sorry for Maxwell, and from now on, I will no longer be sorry for you Maxwell." ”

The point of light collapses.

Maxwell, who was already mentally prepared, was still stunned, he watched the light point gradually disappear, and said softly: "You are not sorry for me, nor are you sorry for your people. ”

"Jiu Liang, if your father is still there, you will be gratified, you have the qualifications of a new generation of emperors."

"Goodbye, Consec."