Just as the story is about to continue, someone interrupts the conversation.

"Is it His Excellency Chan Lau?"

In front of them, an old man in white with a peachwood staff in his hand appeared, who was the envoy who claimed to be from Yingzhou in the East China Sea.

Taiwa looked dissatisfied, but did not have a seizure.

Chen Liu nodded at the other party and said:

"Old-timers looking for me?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and after looking at Chen Liu left and right for a long time, he somehow showed an inexplicable look of satisfaction, and said:

"Yes, he is worthy of being the person that the High Priest likes."

This sentence made Chen and Liu puzzled. But no matter how much they continued to ask, the old man just smiled and didn't speak.

In the end, he didn't solve their puzzles, but looked at Taiwa and asked:

"But the Demon Lord?"

"Do you recognize me?"

Taiwa was almost a little suspicious of the effect of covering up the treasure on her body at the moment. Now it really feels like a person can recognize her.

Fortunately, this time, the old man did not recognize her by himself.

He shook his head and explained:

"The High Priest once said that the person sitting next to His Excellency Chen Liu at this moment is the current Lord of the Demon Clan."

The old man's words aroused the interest of Chen Liu and Taiwa even more.

What kind of existence is this so-called High Priest? They are clearly on the edge of the sky, but they can predict the prophet's general calculation of their condition in the here and now.

Such methods are miraculous and unheard of.

Could it be another correction?

"You're both going to the Three Mountains, right?"

"That's what the High Priest told you?"

Chen Liu and the others didn't hide it, but just asked.

But this time the old man just smiled and said:

"Of course, this doesn't bother his old man. His Excellency Chen Liu should be the envoy of Da Liang to Sanshan, right? As for His Majesty the Demon Lord, the news of the Demon Ancestor's token should be enough for His Majesty to go to Penglai."

The two of them were not too surprised and nodded.

As the envoy of Yingzhou, it was not surprising that the old man knew that Chen Liu had become an envoy. The demon clan's urgent desire to pursue the token of the demon ancestor is even more well-known to the world, and it doesn't need any calculation.

They exchanged pleasantries, and Chen and Liu also knew the name of the old man, named Mu Luo, who was a warlock of the Dao Sect.

Regarding Chen Liu's visit to Sanshan, he didn't say much.

In any case, he had to go up to the Three Immortal Mountains and visit the three parties. Yingzhou, abbot and finally Penglai, this is basically the itinerary that will not change.

However, he reminded Taiwa:

"Under the crown of the demon lord, the prohibition of the demon ancestor token is strong. There was once a master who planned to forcibly take the treasure, but in the end he ...... It turned directly into a pool of pus. If your majesty is not completely sure, you must not take it by force. Penglai to the 100,000 mountains...... It's not very friendly."

"She'll be with me."

Chen Liu interjected.

When the old man heard this, he nodded and replied:

"That's good, of course. The two armies are at war, and they will not be killed."

However, Taiwa only said:

"Who promised to go with you?"

Chen Liu didn't explain anything, but said:

"I'm missing a helper."

「……」

After listening, Taiwa didn't refute anything.

He wants help...... He needs help, does she have to help? Joke...... Help, can you ignore it?

The old man seemed to have come just to see them and talk about such trivial matters. Then he didn't say anything else and took his leave.

After they saw the old man go away, Chen Liu said to Taiwa:

"Keep telling the story."

"Where did I come from?"

"Men and women went to the secret land together, and the demon court was shocked."

"Okay."

Yangshou Mountain, towering into the clouds, tall and proud.

According to legend, this mountain is a pure-blooded golden crow*** land, with extremely strong yang energy and fire.

The red sun rises, and the first rays of the purest light never absently shine on the entire sunny side of Yangshou Mountain.

On the sunny side of the top of Yangshou Mountain, there is a lake.

The water of the lake is crystal clear, reflecting the azure of the sky, like a mirror of the purest nature.

At this time, the surface of the lake is sprinkled with soft peach blossom petals.

On a bamboo raft, a man with a delicate face and a neat body lay quietly. He crossed his hands on his abdomen, a faint smile on his face, and he didn't know what he saw to be happy about.

Maybe it's because he's finally done what he's been fighting for all his life, or maybe it's just because there are his favorite peach blossoms floating on the lake.

Compared with his tranquility and serenity, the people by the lake were in a trance and extremely sad.

"Sister Lingmei, it's time."

According to the instructions of the young man before, they would sink Cangzun's body under the lake on the sunny side of Yangshou Mountain.

They didn't know why, but since the benefactor of the whole clan had said so, no one would object.

After Cang's death, Ling Mei had become the de facto spiritual leader of the people and the human race. Everyone is also waiting for her decision at the moment.

Relative to the others, she has the closest relationship with Cang. They are not husband and wife, but they are spiritual partners.

Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, to like-minded, all the way.

They have experienced countless hardships and obstacles, broken through countless obstacles and difficulties, but finally ushered in the destruction when the flower of his ideals bloomed.

"Let it go."

A thin barrier appeared on the raft and enveloped the body of the barn.

Then the bamboo raft sank, and his body slowly sank to the bottom of the unfathomable lake, where it was confined.

"What about him?"

A comrade-in-arms asked Xiang Lingmei on the side.

She knew who they were asking—the young man. She didn't know where he was, but she knew he must be sad too.

The man was cold-hearted, and Cang was his only friend. z.br>

Every time Ling Mei can see him, it's because he has a cang, and when he can't be there, he doesn't seem to have too much concern for the whole human race.

She doesn't even know what his name is to this day.

I only remember that Cang once called him Yuan.

"Why don't you go down and have a look?"

At the top of Yangshou Mountain, you can just overlook the entire lake.

Next to an ancient pine, a young man was leaning. Next to him is a woman in Tsing Yi.

Hearing Qing'er's question, Yuan just snorted coldly and said:

"Dead is dead, nothing to see."

He told him the consequences at the beginning, but he only said that although life and death are great, there are always some things that are higher than life and death.

He only said that death was just a return to nature, and there was not much to say.

This is actually very much in line with the principle of Yuan, but when this principle involves the warehouse, even he hesitates.

However, the ending has not changed.

"And you're still here?"

「…… You don't want to study optics with him, do you?"

Qing'er stopped talking.

Of course she knew his grief, and she knew her grief.

Both of them are very lonely souls, and it is not easy to get to know each other. When one soul dies, the other becomes even more lonely.

Their mourning for Cang is different from those by the lake, and it is also different from Qing'er.

Soulmates are hard to find, and confidants are hard to find.

"You give this to her."

Yuan handed a black stone to Qing'er and asked her to pass it to Ling Mei.

In any case, since he promised Cang, he would not be untrustworthy.

He will not care about the tribulations of the human race, but if the remaining six companions with the warehouse encounter some accidents, he will abide by the agreement to take care of them.

As for the deserter...... Kill.

Although the world is big, there will be no place for Ning Dan.

"Qing'er, why are you here?"

Ling Mei was a little surprised to see Qing'er coming up from another direction.

But she looked left and right, and didn't find Yuan's figure after all.

Qing'er greeted everyone present.

Although she is a foreigner, she has a kind nature, and she sacrificed her life to help in the previous crisis, and all the high-ranking people on the scene regarded her as a friend.

Qing'er then stood beside Ling Mei and said:

"I'll send one to Big Brother Cang."

After finishing speaking, she also comforted the eldest sister beside her.

Although she has become the leader of the human race, Qing'er knows what kind of burden she is shouldering and what kind of pain it will be.

In Ling Mei's heart, he must miss the time when everyone talked about the future around Cang.

At that time, everyone was carefree.

Even Yuan occasionally appears in front of everyone. Although he doesn't talk much, he drinks with them and looks at the stars together.

"What about him?"

"He's just a dead tsundere, I guess he's crying on the mountain now."

Qing'er's words almost made Ling Mei burst into laughter.

She probably couldn't imagine that Yuan would cry, but she knew that Yuan was still there, and she had an inexplicable peace of mind.

Cang's death made her a little unable to adapt after all.

The road ahead is slightly uncertain, how to pursue. It's a terrible burden to bear.

"He asked me to give it to you."

Qing'er handed the unsightly black stone to Ling Mei and said to her:

"If you have any problems, put some aura into this stone, and he will come to help."

"Won't he leave?"

Qing'er didn't know the answer to this question, but she said:

"He won't...... Don't you know who he is? Knife mouth, tofu heart."

"Hmm."

I don't know if this answer is true or not, but it makes Ling Mei's mood a lot calmer.

She was not worried about her own safety, she was only afraid that she would not be able to shoulder the mission entrusted to her, and that the cause for which he had given his life would be ruined.

Qing'er stayed for a long time and communicated with everyone before leaving.

However, when she returned to the top of the mountain, she did not see Yuan.

"Angry? It's not just a matter of messing with you behind your back......

Qing'er has been waiting on the mountain, and the mourning procession by the lake has dispersed, and she has not left.

It wasn't until sunset that she saw Yuan coming up from the bottom of the mountain.

He sat by the lake and took a sip of wine.

"Where have you been?"

Qing'er hurriedly ran down the mountain, ran to his side, and asked.

Yuan didn't answer, but also gave her a pot of something.

But Qing'er opened it and saw that it was juice.

"Can you please stop treating me like a child."

"He said you were a child and had nothing to do with me."

Yuan pointed below the water's surface.

When they first met, there were only three of them.

Yuan is grilled fish, fragrant. The aroma attracted a small green snake and a warehouse.

"I was almost stewed by you."

Qing'er was still untransformed at that time, and was grabbed by Yuan Yi and almost thrown into the pot.

Fortunately, he was stopped by Cang.

"In the end, the fish was eaten by that guy alone."

"yes. But if it weren't for this, you'd probably still be alone."

"Hmm."

"So can I drink now?"

"No."