I saw that where the white light fell, the blood light reddened the entire sky, and Ling Weitian's body was hit by the white light emitted by tens of thousands of life and extinction stones, and the blood spilled into the storm, filling the ground with red.

And before he died, he condensed all his true qi on Ling Yuan's body, only to see that Ling Yuan's body was shrouded in a pale green light, faintly glowing, and he was not stabbed by the white light of the Life and Destruction Stone.

The rain was falling endlessly, as if the sky was about to fall, and black clouds were crushing the city, trying to destroy everything.

Everywhere the blood flowed all over the ground, a little starlight was brought in, and a huge blood flower bloomed in the seam, carrying all the beautiful dreams far and far away in the direction of the rain.

The blood flowers that bloomed all the way, like lotus lanterns in the moat, floated to the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, and the deepest darkness of the Three Realms suddenly became flowers, and the uproar became poetry, expelling all dark things, all the conspiracies and tricks of all organs.

Suddenly, the black rain stopped abruptly, as if it had enough.

The sky seemed to struggle for a moment, breaking open a bright opening, and the Stone of Life and Destruction slowly rose into it, and the light blue light filled the bright opening, blooming with a brilliant light that attracted the attention of the world.

From the light of the faint orchid, a fiery red shadow suddenly appeared, only a clear roar was heard, and the feathers of the Vermilion Bird spread their wings with the wind, hanging down the sky of the Nine Heavens, breaking through the light of the stone of birth and destruction!

And standing on the back of the Vermilion Bird was a man wrapped in silver, and the Ice Spirit Cold Sword in his hand was already full of silver light in the ten thousand rays of light, breaking through many obstacles.

When the fire-colored light finally intersected with the light of the Youlan Birth and Extinguishing Stone, the Vermilion Bird broke through the sky, and the sky suddenly dispersed, and in an instant, the sky was clear and blue like the sea.

The rain, finally, stopped.

The sky is finally clear.

Acacia, do you see it?

Suzaku leaned down, dressed in silver, a tear, a figure, Mo Tian said lightly: "I'm still late...... You won't tell me anything......"

Vermilion Bird crawled to the ground, and Mo Tian also flew down and landed beside Ling Yuan, wanting to use the power of the Ice Spirit Cold Sword to break through Ling Weitian's mana that protected Ling Yuan by refining his whole body, but no matter how he hit it, there was no movement at all.

At this time, the Stone of Life and Destruction fell like a meteor and fell into Mo Tian's palm, glowing with a light blue light.

Mo Tian hesitated for a moment, and struck the barrier with the Life and Destruction Stone, and finally at the third time, the barrier was vulnerable and broke open.

Mo Tian crossed with true qi, and after a while, Ling Yuan woke up.

He was not surprised when he saw the dead Demon Realm soldiers and Ling Weitian's corpses all over the ground, but just smiled bitterly and staggered away.

"You, do you know her plan?" asked Mo Tian.

Ling Yuan snorted lightly, with a tired body, turned his head, and said weakly: "I have always calculated all the tricks, so naturally I understand. She sacrificed her eyes, and Ning Xiang must have told her that if the stone is born and destroyed, it will hurt the demon world. But she still came, and did as planned. She didn't think about my life or death, but I was willing to pay for her the entire Demon Realm and my father. Is this a debt repayment?"

"She didn't know that there would be a death situation. Ling Yuan. ”

If it weren't for Suzaku anxiously coming to pick up Mo Tian, I'm afraid that he would have been kept in the dark.

"I'd rather she knew it was going to happen, and I'd be more thorough with my death. Mo Tian, you are very lucky, between me and you, she has always chosen only you. ”

Ling Yuan smiled and staggered forward with a tired body.

He gambled with all his net worth, but he lost decently. knew that this was a ploy on her part, but she willingly came to die.

And she, always, never, did not belong to him.

"Ling Yuan, did you ever know that Hehuan didn't want to see you like this. The note she gave to Suzaku said that if she loses you, she will give you the stone of life and destruction, and from then on, I owe you a pair of eyes to remember in my heart. Mo Tian spread out the life and death stone in his hand, and the light blue light leaked to the ground.

Life and death are born, the world returns to the origin, and all things recover.

The souls of the soldiers who were killed and injured around them were all absorbed into the stone of life and death, like a dotted firefly, which entered the stone and transformed into a lifetime.

Ling Yuan shook his head, pushed away the Stone of Life and Destruction, and walked into the infinite ethereal red dust, leaving only one sentence: "Does she owe me?" or do I owe her......?

His back, gradually in a white light, disappeared, and disappeared.

Who can tell who is right and who is wrong? It's just a joy of right and wrong.

The mist swirled, slowly sublimating from the pool, and then making a few crooked circles in the air, fainting, spitting, rising, and squandering, adding a cold and mysterious color to this quiet place. Whispering, it was the soft murmur of the acacia tree. What is silent is the patience of that person.

Under the twilight, the dusk is dressed up in light makeup to this cold place, but fortunately, people feel a trace of temperature. The slanting end glow swayed through the dense foliage and carefully kissed the person on the ice bed, as if afraid of disturbing her sweet dream...... The flowers on the other side are blooming around the ice bed, as if telling the eternal and unchanging ancient legends, word by word, deep and shallow. The crystal clear ice bed shines brightly under the slanting sun, refracting colorful colors, mixed with transparent ice, and has a thrilling beauty. He lay down on the edge of the bed of ice and fell asleep quietly, asleep, with one hand, clenched, her hand......

In the dream, it seems, vaguely, I saw the face that was once familiar......

In the dream, she, dressed forever elegantly white, like a half-opened lily, quietly waited for the wind and rain to come. Fearless, stubborn to the point of distress. He stretched out his hand and wanted to gently hug her into his arms, but he was confused to find that he couldn't seem to touch her temperature......

Mo Tian has been quietly waiting for such a time for three years.

It wasn't until the moment when Zhan Xuan took Xiao Lan to see Zhao Hehuan that he could be regarded as having regained his soul.

On that day, Xiao Lan cried all the time to save Hehuan's mother, and despite Mo Tian's obstruction, she turned herself into a thousand-year-old herb, and put it on Zhao Hehuan's eyes, like rain and dew, and penetrated into Zhao Hehuan's eyes, in order to repay the grace of blood that they met that year.

When Xiaolan wept away, she was smiling, she said, although she was gone, but in the future, Mo Tian's father and Zhanxuan's brother saw Hehuan's mother's eyes, as if they saw her, and she was satisfied.

Without waiting for Zhao Hehuan to wake up, Zhan Xuan also said goodbye to Mo Tian and left.

He didn't leave any words, just looked at Zhao Hehuan deeply for a long, long time.

It's been a long time, and it's old.

Soon, news came from the palace, saying that the emperor would never accept a concubine in this life, and that the throne would be passed on to his younger brother after his death.

The bell flickered and fluttered, and outside the ice lake, there was also the low roar of the sphin-like beast, every day, at this hour, Ling Yuan would order the lion to come and accompany Zhao Hehuan, but he did not enter, but guarded on the side.

He did not come.

After the incident in Phoenix, no one expected that Zhao Hehuan would be asleep for three years, and in these three years, too many things have happened.

For example, Zhixuan and Situ Ming have their own children and are looking forward to the arrival of a new life.

For example, Ning Xiang and Qi Chu returned to Shanshui Island and began the life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

For example, Huangfu Tianlan revitalized the Canglei Sect, devoted himself to the Tao, and never asked about the world.

For example, Bai Suxiao took Qi Zhi to the south, went to find Zhekan and Mulan, and lived a reclusive life freely.

And, the only thing that remained unchanged was that Mo Tian refused Cangshan's order to ask him to be the head of Yintianmen, and he was alone and guarded Zhao Hehuan alone for three years.

And in the past three years, Ling Yuan also asked the lion to come on time every day, but he stood on the top of the distant Blood Destroying Peak, looking at each other from afar, and his thoughts seeped into every moment of his life bit by bit.

If so, everything is a dream, then is Beigu in a hurry?

If so, everything is a piece of sound, then is it a single flute in the south?

What you don't know, what you don't understand.

Will it be in the season when the water lilies bloom when you wake up.

Messy and clear in front of your hazy eyes?

Time is ticking.

You are staying.

Ling Yuan tightly locked his eyebrows on the brightest star next to the star, and muttered to himself, "Zhao Hehuan, the pain and happiness you left me, in the end, how long will it take to rest?"

Next to the ice lake, Mo Tian was asleep, the petals swirled, and they fell down, falling between his inky hair, itching slightly.

Like a dream, he heard Zhao Hehuan whispering in his ear: "Mo Tian......"

He woke up suddenly, suddenly raised his head, and bumped into Zhao Hehuan's clear eyes like Yao Chi, confusing his entire bleak Shaohua youth.

He clearly saw Zhao Hehuan sitting up and smiling at her, and her clear eyes were full of smiles, he saw the word "Mo Tian" fluttering on her lips, and he saw that her dark eyebrows were full of deep affection!

The acacia flowers were blown off by a breeze, scattering the petals on the surface of the lake, and he also saw her smile sweetly between the ice bed and the flying flowers, and it became a picture of eternity frozen for a long time, so that he could not tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

A few watery pink petals froze on the tip of her nose, trembling with the wind, and he trembled his hands to remove the petals for her.

Fingertips touched the tip of her nose!

It's no longer a cold, frosty feeling!

Instead, a warm current passed through the heart, and in an instant, it bloomed like a summer flower!

He heard Zhao Hehuan, with a smile in his eyes, and between the money, he whispered in his ear: "I'm back......"

The breeze swept through the green silk in front of her temples, messing up his joy for three whole years.

Xuanhua fell, everything, back to that year, she fell into his arms like a rainbow, and he was full of joy.

The end of the play.