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When Zheng Xiu held her hand hard and wanted to take her back, she was ecstatic, she couldn't help it, she had never had such a time in her life, she wanted to be selfish once, wanted to be presumptuous once, wanted to abandon everything, held the hand of her sweetheart, turned around and fled from here, and fled to a paradise where no one knew the two of them, just like the cicada valley in the world in the painting, they were men and women weaving, snuggling under the dusk, sitting quietly in the pavilion, watching the clouds roll in the clouds, laughing and waiting for the flowers to bloom.

Yes......

"What a happy life it should be."

Feng Bei smiled and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

But it was also at the moment when Zheng Xiu held her hand that Fengbei completely understood one thing.

She didn't feel it.

She couldn't feel the temperature of Zheng Xiu's palm and feel the pulse of his palm like she did back then.

The moment the two came into contact, Fengbei hurt Zheng Xiu.

It's over.

A touch of the phantom of a small pink bat followed Fengbei like a shadow.

The little bat is not as squeaky and noisy as usual, when Fengbei crossed the "high wall", the little bat was abnormal, and the two eyes stared at Fengbei's lonely back without blinking, quietly watching everything.

At this moment, she is as quiet as a "recorder".

Record, all this.

When Fengbei crosses the high wall.

There was no sound in my ears.

She still had a stunned look in her mind when Zheng Xiu was "deleted" from one side of his body.

"If it were him, he would definitely be able to understand Fengbei."

"Definitely,"

"Definitely."

Fengbei walked forward.

In front of her was an endless, white space.

"No,"

After a moment, she shook her head. The scenery here is not "white", but empty. Purity, extreme, quietness, pure "nothingness" creates this bizarre space.

There is no sky, no earth, Feng Bei lowered her head and looked at her feet, there was nothing under her feet, no shadows, no ground, she took two steps, and a circle of ripples like a streamer swung out from under her feet, a circle of ground, until the end of the line of sight.

End......

Suddenly, ripples rippled, and there was a small "black dot" at the interlaced points of the extension. In the extreme "nothing", the abrupt "being" is so eye-catching, what makes Fengbei strange is that when she first stepped here, there was obviously nothing in her field of vision. The black spot seemed to appear out of thin air, without warning, but there was no sense of disobedience, and even when Fengbei noticed the existence of the "black spot", the "black spot" already existed, as if it should have been.

Feng Bei's eyes froze, she took a deep breath, she slowly took off her gloves, and a trace of streamers composed of two strange characters, "1" and "0", flowed silently in her palm.

She began to move closer and closer to the "black dot", and it seemed that a voice told her that her end, her end, her origin, her destiny, was there.

There, she can find everything, she can know everything, she can understand everything, and she can end everything.

The bat phantom shadow that followed Feng Bei was motionless at first, but when she saw Feng Bei approaching the black dot little by little, there were three points of reluctance, three points of hesitation, three points of distress, and a point of hidden weakness in the round eyes. She tried to stretch out her little wings to stop Feng Bei, but the wings fell into the air, but she froze there, slapping her head fiercely, rubbing, pinching, and pulling the bundles of once high-spirited curly hair, making it messy.

"What do you think!"

"Isn't that something we knew from the beginning?"

"This is the 'only choice' that has been deduced after countless calculations and deductions!"

The former "Lord of Nightmares" is now like a pendant-like bat phantom, rarely revealing restless emotions in the invisible corners of Fengbei. She seems to want to stop all this, but it is clear that she is the one who facilitates it to happen.

But was all this really what she promoted?

The Lord of Nightmares was slightly stunned, and she flapped her wings and followed.

From a distance, it is just the existence of "black spots", and as Fengbei approaches, it becomes more and more shocking.

It turned out to be a clump of "chaos" that was twisted to the deepest, and countless pitch-black "long hairs" were stirred into a mass of filth, spreading out like a peacock opening a screen, filling Fengbei's field of vision.

The pure white void space, as Fengbei approached, became darker and more desperate.

The filth, like "hair", stretched out in all directions and disappeared into the void.

Feng Bei held her breath, she should have accepted everything and understood everything, but for some reason, the closer she got to the "center", her heartbeat was pounding and fluttering, and she couldn't tell whether she was scared, uneasy, or ...... Excited?

She couldn't tell the difference, but she clenched her fists, and Fengbei knew very well that only by going there could she end everything.

This is the "source" of filth.

It is the Black Source Sea, the "Great Cataclysm", and the source of all tragedies.

At the same time, it is also the end of all tragedy.

The thing that looked like "hair" invaded the Source Sea from here, causing this "Ragnarok".

As Fengbei deepened, the black hair, like the tentacles of a monster, rushed towards Fengbei frantically.

Feng Bei's face changed, and he was about to make a move. But in the next second, to her surprise, the black hair did not hurt her, but dodged Feng Bei's hand and carefully surrounded Feng Bei's side. Feng Bei looked at this scene in a daze, at first she thought that even the "source" was afraid of the "deletion" she mastered, but then, Feng Bei found that it was not. The twisted and curly hair, like a gentle palm, slowly approached Fengbei, revealing a strange "close" emotion.

The "hair" slowly bypassed Feng Bei's terrifying palms, gently pressed against Feng Bei's cold face, and wiped it gently.

That strand of hair wiped away a tear that Fengbei didn't have time to wipe away.

Feng Bei was stunned for a moment, then laughed at himself and continued to walk forward.

The deeper he went, his dark hair was thick like an ocean, swirling like a whirlpool, coveted like a living thing.

Finally.

I don't know how long it took.

There was no light in front of Feng Bei's eyes, her vision was completely covered by black hair, and she was like soaking in a rich black ocean, bathed in filth.

"Ah......h

Fengbei finally arrived here, she was surprised "ah", she was here, and finally saw the "source", but the true face of the "source" made Fengbei difficult to accept. From the moment she understood "fate", she vaguely knew that she would arrive here one day, and she had imagined countless times what she would encounter here.

Hideous monsters, terrible abysses, purgatory covered with corpses, boundless seas of fire, polar glaciers, she has walked through many worlds on the verge of destruction, and has also seen many scenes that can be called "hell", and she uses her own knowledge to imagine the horror of "here".

The source of the "filth", all the "hair", the "center" where Fengbei arrived, sits a ......

Person!

One was dressed in tattered robes, shriveled and chapped, and I don't know how many hours he had sat here, almost weathered...... Person!

In an instant, the strong contrast between imagination and reality made Fengbei hold his breath, not knowing what to do next, the "hair" as rich as the abyssal bitter sea, and when Fengbei arrived here, their twisted and stupid movements paused for a moment.

At this moment, Fengbei couldn't help but have an illusion. It's like time, her past, her present, her future, frozen in this moment.

"Hey."

Click.

Sitting in the center of the filth, his hair polluting the terrible presence of the four quadrants, he slowly raised his head. He hadn't moved for some time, and when he looked up, it was like an ancient machine running again, and the cogs were turning again, making a strange noise.

"He", who lowered his head, raised his head, revealing a fair-skinned and delicate face that surprised Fengbei.

His appearance is like that of ordinary people, what makes Feng Bei unable to move away at a glance is that his eyes are as black as ink, clear as a pool, and incompatible with the decaying body is that "he" who raised his head and looked at Feng Bei actually had a pair of bright black eyes.

It was a young "man".

Feng Bei raised his hand.

She raised her right hand, a deep black light wrapped around it.

She was born for this moment.

She is "delete".

She is destined to exist in order to erase the source of this filth.

When her destiny is fulfilled, she no longer has the meaning of existence.

She will also be "deleted" with her.

This is ...... "fate".

Feng Bei's hand approached the man little by little, the man didn't seem to have the slightest intention of resisting, he smiled and looked at Feng Bei's ominous palm, which was enough to annihilate everything and delete all the "rules". As Feng Bei's hand approached, a touch of relief appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and his eyes looked at Feng Bei's face without blinking, revealing a human-like and kind gaze.

The source of filth, immortal existence, strange man, whispered in a deep tone, like an ancient whisper, in a hoarse voice:

"All rivers eventually merge into the ocean,"

"All flowers will eventually wither,"

"All snow and ice will melt eventually,"

"All ronins eventually have a home,"

"All stories will have an ending in the end,"

The man smiled and opened his arms to meet his "death":

"Congratulations, you've cleared the customs."