A bloody handkerchief slowly followed the flowing blood to Yan Changan's feet, he looked down to see, a person hurried in front of him, his scarred hands trembled and picked up the blood-soaked handkerchief, put it into his heart with a precious place, and cried loudly.

I don't know whose family letter was raised in the wind, and the blood stains on it were mottled, but the handwriting could be faintly glimpsed, and it was blown in the air, and countless people reached out to grab it.

Tears suddenly dripped from Yan Changan's eyes.

He suddenly remembered that six hundred years ago, in the battle of Lianzhou, tens of thousands of people spontaneously came here, willing to use the tactics of the sea of people to help Xianmen.

These people are all running to die.

A bloodied monk carried a sword through his body, squatted down and stuffed an elixir into the mouth of the surviving mortal, Yan Changan recognized his face: "Shu-"

Shu Wen.

With blood stained on his face, he almost numbly sent the pill in his hand into the hands of the surviving mortals, and when the mortals couldn't stop refusing and thanking him, a slight reassuring smile appeared on their faces, reassuring them that they didn't have to care.

Countless people cheered for Liu Xubai to kill the Demon Venerable, but only the Shu family left the battlefield without saying a word after distributing all the pills in their hands.

Huaqiu wanted to stay, and wanted them to stay and rest for one night before returning, but no one in the Shu family paid attention to his words.

They left on their own, and even though they attracted a lot of attention, no one dared to say anything more.

The sword in Liu Xubai's hand was trembling, and he penetrated the Demon Venerable's chest, but the sword body suddenly trembled, and there was a clanging sound.

Liu Xubai panted and pulled out the blood-stained long sword, and the blood dripped from the tip of the sword, I don't know if it was his illusion, The blood on the sword seemed to be slowly absorbed by the blue light.

The Demon Venerable is dead.

He stared at Chaobai, who was no longer moving on the ground, and sat down on the ground like a loss of strength, listening to the cheers and cries in all directions.

Liu Xubai lay on his back in the sea of blood, looking at the blue sky in a daze, and his brain was blank.

There were people around him hugging their heads and crying with joy, Liu Xubai was infected by the atmosphere and tried to pull out a happy smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth were stiff, and the smile he forcibly pulled out was more ugly than crying.

Qingguang lay beside him, soaked in blood, and finally stopped trembling.

Hua Qiu, who had come looking for him, sat down beside him, let the blood soak his clothes, and said softly, "It's over." ”

Liu Xubai's chest rose and fell, and he turned his head to look at Qingguang, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

The hundred-year-long struggle between humans and demons can finally come to an end.

He should cheer for victory along with the survivors.

But his eyes were sore, and tears were slowly falling, mixing with the blood under his cheeks.

He couldn't laugh.

Now, only he knows—

Knowing the tragic situation of the 180,000 people in Yucheng at the beginning of this war a hundred years ago, and knowing how the blue light that brought him victory at the end was obtained.

The power in his body continued to surge, as if to thank him, the master who forged the fairy sword, Qingguang gave him a one-time gift of power that he had not dared to hope for before.

"Glaucom—"

Huaqiu snorted softly.

Liu Xubai's pupils dilated slightly, and he watched the blue light float in the air, turning into a streamer and disappearing with lightning speed.

"Qingguang!"

Liu Xubai forced himself to get up, staring at the direction of Qingguang's departure in disbelief, but unfortunately the bond between Qingguang and him was severed, and no matter how he called, he never responded.

He stared at the air in distraction, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly fell into a coma.

Yan Changan was able to leave the war.

He was once again sent into the dim world, looking at the picture before him, and the rest of the story unfolded before his eyes.

The demons were defeated and retreated, and the hundred schools of Xianmen took advantage of the victory to pursue, beat the demons back to the demon world, set up a seal, and sent people to guard it.

Yuanzhou Phoenix Mountain is full of white silk, all the families of Xianmen come here to mourn Shu Nong, hundreds of people pour into the wind Yin City, set up a temple for Shu Nong to worship.

Liu Xubai may have said sorry to see Shu Nong, and since then he has summoned spirits on September 12 every year, and ten years later, he suddenly set fire to all the forbidden books in the library.

Yan Changan watched him throw the contents of the forbidden book he copied into the fire, and he couldn't tell for a moment whether he set fire to the forbidden book because he couldn't summon spirits every year, or because he was afraid that someone would enter the forbidden book room again and see the book called "Saving the Sword".

Since he forged the fairy sword, within two years after the end of the war between humans and demons, it is not uncommon to use living people to sacrifice swords, which once caused panic in people's hearts, and then it was rumored that Liu Xubai and Shu Nong forged the fairy sword in order to save the world, so they were favored by heaven.

Since then, the war has been peaceful, the world is stable, and naturally no one can have a fairy sword anymore.

I didn't see that Liu Xubai's own fairy sword was hidden, so the situation calmed down.

The rest of the things are familiar to everyone, Yan Changan thought that this illusion should end here, but he didn't expect that when the picture turned, the figure of the Shu family was revealed.

Since Shu Nong's sacrifice to the sword, Shu Yue was stimulated and forgot the memory of the sword forging pool, Mrs. Shu was seriously ill, and Shu Nong's mother was sick and had to travel around to divert her attention.

Shu Wen searched for famous doctors all over the world for Mrs. Shu, and barely recovered the old lady.

Since then, several relatives of Shu Nong prayed to God and Buddha, and worshiped the gods and Buddhas in the world, and in the past two hundred years, the incense has continued, and finally Mrs. Shu has seen a glimmer of life four hundred years ago.

"The blue light is out, and the vitality is present."

For these six words, Mrs. Shu set up a tea stall at the foot of Wutong Mountain, pointing the way for the people who are looking for swords in the world, for four hundred years, she guided every disciple who came to find the sword, watched them go up the mountain with hope, watched them return empty-handed, day after day, year after year, and finally waited for Yan Chang'an.

The picture came to an abrupt end.

"Yan Chang'an!"

Shu Nong called out to him behind him, his voice was light, joyful and bright.

Yan Changan followed her voice and turned around, only to see her standing at the aperture and beckoning to him.

Seeing him stunned in place, Shu Nong frowned puzzled, trotted over and took his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing in a daze?" Do you want me to wait for you? ”

Yan Changan opened his mouth, but Shu Nong took his hand and brought him into the aperture without saying a word.

Yan Changan suddenly stepped into a warmth, and on the dining table, several people looked at him with a smile.

He was very unfamiliar with this place, but from the people at the table, he guessed that this should be the dining room of the Shu family.

Shu Nong pulled him to sit down and glared at him: "Why are you stunned today, everyone is waiting for you, what are you doing standing outside the door?" Why did you have to pull you here? ”

She counted him down, handed him a pair of chopsticks, and said with a smile, "It's time to eat." ”

Old Mrs. Shu and Shu Fu's mother watched Shu Nong speak with a smile, Shu Yue looked at him and then at Shu Nong, and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, did you make my sister angry today?" ”

Brother-in-law?

Yan Changan was stunned, and looked at Shu Yue with a smile on his face.

"What do you say?" Shu He took the soup handed to him by his grandmother and blew carefully, "When did Grandpa make Grandpa angry?" ”

(End of chapter)