Beyond the world is chaos, and beyond chaos is the void.

And above the void is nothingness.

In nothingness, there is no time, no space, no life and no death, everything is reduced to nothingness.

There is no movement of air here, not even pain.

There was only boundless silence and darkness, a cage curled up so that you couldn't even stretch your legs.

And in this nothingness, in a small space, a green shirt curled up, numb and sluggish looking at the video stone projection that kept scratching in front of him, I don't know how long it has been.

But every time the video stone was played, Tsing Yi would mechanically squirm his lips and spit out a number to record the number of times he watched.

This video stone is carefully designed by Tsing Yi, and each time it is played, it is the whole day, and every time it is played, it is the end of the day.

When the mouth reads out more than 900 million plays, it means that this green shirt has been besieged in this void for more than 900 million days.

There is no concept of time here, and there is no so-called day and night, the consciousness of Tsing Yi has always remained clear, and the only thing that has changed is probably the video stone that plays like a movie in front of him.

has watched the video stone more than 900 million times, even if this film is more than 20 hours long, for this film, almost every detail of the change has been firmly remembered by Tsing Yi.

Time can defeat anything, even a stone, and over the course of a thousand years, it will be weathered into dust.

Today's Tsing Yi is more like a consciousness body, more than 900 million days of imprisonment, but it has not made Tsing Yi's consciousness collapse and melt into nothingness, which is a miracle in itself.

And the green shirt in front of him, although his eyes were dull and his expression was numb, his eyes were still playing every move of the video stone in front of him.

It seems that from this video stone, a trace of brilliance bursts out.

Ouyang is still there, at least the green shirt on his body still represents his identity.

In the countless years that he has been trapped in this nothingness, from looking at the video stone with relish at the beginning, to not knowing where he began to become confused later, Ouyang can no longer remember when he became what he is now.

It seems that when the videostone was played more than 37 million times, it was still more than 73 million times.

In the boundless darkness of loneliness, Ouyang walked to the brink of collapse, but forcibly pulled himself back from the brink of collapse again and again.

The matter on his shoulders has ended, and Ouyang doesn't know what he is insisting on.

The world has forgotten itself, and its own brothers and sisters have probably found their own way by now.

So what are you still insisting on?

Maybe I'm a little selfish,

Want to live?

Ever since he knew his fate, Ouyang had no intention of living.

It's just that Ouyang didn't expect that what was more painful than dying was that there was no end to life.

After Ou Yezi became a sword spirit, in that long sword, under the siege of countless years, he was just as completely crazy.

Today's Ouyang is only one step away from becoming a madman.

It's like standing in the tightrope connecting two high mountains, crumbling and falling into a cliff at any moment, but trembling and holding on to the present.

Supported by an obsession and blessed by a breath from the bottom of my heart.

If you want to see for yourself, those who stand at the top of their respective peaks, are full of spirit, and they can't rest assured.

It's like insisting on living, just to see the old man who finally returned to himself and looked at himself for the last time.

Because of his concern, Ouyang is still persisting until now.

Ouyang knew very well in his heart that he was trapped here instead of the long river of time, as long as he confirmed that he was still trapped here, then the long river of time in that world would continue to run without hindrance.

As long as you are still trapped in this cage, then the world will still develop according to your own thoughts.

As long as you are still here, then it means that you are successful!

That's right, as long as you know that you are trapped here, then the time to step on your body will be more and more correct.

So Ouyang is not crazy, or, Ouyang has become a sober madman.

At this time, Ouyang understood why Ou Yezi, who was trapped in that long sword, went crazy.

There is no time, no space, in the infinite darkness, only oneself, and even one's own gasps can be heard clearly.

Even if you don't care about it at first, sooner or later you'll go crazy.

Quietly curled up, as if it had turned into stone, and lifting his fingers slightly, it felt as if he was moving a mountain.

It wasn't until the video on top of the video stone was played again that Ouyang squirmed the corners of his mouth again with difficulty: "Nine hundred million ....."

The staccato murmur was punctuated by the faint sound of the wind.

It was a fresh breeze that blew into the cage.

In those numb eyes, there was not surprise, but horror.

There was a change in the frightened void, everything he did was wrong, and because of his own mistakes, the long river of time finally came to an end.

Only when the long river of time comes to an end will the void be stirred up and everything will come to an end.

In Ouyang's eyes, this breeze had already turned into the unjust souls of countless living beings, and he came to ask himself why, why he became like this.

The limbs and bones were already stiff, and the great fear still dominated Ouyang's trembling.

Time is over, and he still hasn't saved everyone, but he is the only one who is still living in this void!

Ouyang laboriously turned his body, holding his head with both hands, fear filled his chest, his throat trembled, and he howled like madness: "It's my fault, it's my fault!" It's all my fault! ”

The green shirt, which has become skinny and skinny, has become like this, but he still takes the fault on himself.

Like a struggling old dog, he began to escape from the things he had been trying to change.

Defeat after failure, torture after torture, when the change came again, this breeze completely crushed Ouyang's will.

No matter how hard you try, you will fail!

No matter how hard you try, you can't escape the so-called fate after all.

At this moment, Ouyang bowed to fate, and finally let the consciousness of always insisting on not dispersing begin to collapse.

But this breeze brings not despair, but a hug.

A warm hug like a mother, gently holding the crazy Ouyang in her arms.

In the cage, Qingfeng turned into two virtual arms, like a warm embrace, hugging the crazy Ouyang, a gentle female voice seemed to have traveled through time and space, choked and whispered:

"Big.... Big brother, come home with me....."