Many years later, Ye Qingfeng's gold armor and silver robe stood on the top of the huge waves, listening to the sound of the waves hitting the coast, watching the endless soldiers shouting and cheering, and once again burst into tears......

"Long live Mayana! Great General mighty! Long live Mayana! Great General mighty......" The soldiers raised their scimitars in their hands and shouted over and over again.

The mountain of cherry blossoms used to be full of cherry blossoms, and the birds were singing and fragrant. Now it has been stained red with blood, and the corpses are all over the field.

The vultures eat the corpses, the towering sacred trees are burning, the petals are falling one after another, the creatures are scattered and fleeing, and the corpses are mountains and blood, which is unbearable to see.

Listening to the cry of victory that shocked the universe, Ye Qingfeng didn't have a trace of surging in his heart.

Tragedy, is the song before the dawn, resistance, for a better life.

Ye Qingfeng's whole life has been resisting all kinds of threats. He had asked himself over and over again, if he was a bastard, was he right or wrong in his life?

Many years ago, he fell into a different planet, met an exiled princess, grew up step by step, conquered the city, restored the Northern Expedition, and confronted the north and the south......

In the end, the beloved woman went heartbroken......

Ye Qingfeng, the people here, call him the god of the sea.

But he knew that he was not a god, that he was not capable of creating, and that a three-edged sword pierced his chest, and that he would also die of blood loss because the wound could not be stitched up. But here, he is not human, because he does not age.

He always said that he was a monster......

After many years, he can't remember how old he is, and the friends he only remembers have passed away wave after wave.

Loneliness in the dead of night is the greatest fear.

Her words were like a nightmare, constantly knocking on Ye Qingfeng's heart.

I remember very well that day, in the square of the Holy Land Mayana Palace, she knelt in front of Ye Qingfeng with tears streaming down her face. "You spare my brother's life, spare his life! He's my last relative, Qingfeng!"

The ghost knows what Ye Qingfeng thought at the time, he was dragged into the water by the red-eyed Ye Qingfeng, down the Mayana River, drowned alive, and the dust was sealed in the cold seabed......

The boundless soldiers, the laughter of victory, was a blow to Ye Qingfeng's heart, forcing him to think about burying the terrifying memories in his heart.

Thinking of all the enemies he killed in the past hundred years, the friends who died, and the beloved who left him......

At this moment, facing the mountains and rivers of civilians, facing the continent of thousands of miles, facing the sky, facing the four seas, and facing the vast starry sky.

His heart was plain, and he still burst into tears, because he won the world and lost her......

Of course, that's all for later......