In the twenty-six thousand three hundred years of Tianxuan, Feng Yiwu ascended the throne of the Emperor of Heaven and changed the name of the year to Apocalypse.

In the same year, Jade Buddha became the Demon Venerable of the Second Realm of Demons and led the Northern Demon Demon to move to Qingyang City.

In the same year, Yin Zi was Meng Po, and devoted her life to setting up an enchantment, preventing people from the divine realm from stepping into the underworld forever.

And in the underworld, since then, there is no more Sansheng Stone.

......

The flowers on the other side are blooming, and the Huangquan Road is at the end.

Since the catastrophe, there have been countless souls in the underworld, and the city lords of the ten cities have been busy checking the ghost files.

On this day, Bi Qiong came to find Moli, and the underworld rarely took a short vacation.

However, just this short vacation has caused a lot of ghosts on Huangquan Road to pile up.

Bi Qiong and Mo Li stood at the end of Huangquan Road, looking at the woman in red sitting at the head of the bridge from a distance, sighing silently.

Bi Qiong said: "This girl is really stubborn, since she was turned into Meng Po by the Buddha, she really boiled her Meng Po soup wholeheartedly." ”

Mo Li lowered his eyes, and his warmth did not diminish the beginning. "Yes, when Silent Night died, her heart also died. ”

At the beginning, he was seriously injured and sent back to the underworld by Bi Qiong, and at that time, he already knew that the catastrophe of Yin Zi had arrived. It's just that...... The silent night they thought of would choose to die with Xuanji.

Now, the world has been renewed, and Luo An has made up for the sky with his body to save the world from fire and water. And his Ah Zi can only stay in front of the Nai He Bridge and die forever.

He had visited her, but all he had received was a short sentence. "Meng Po has seen His Majesty the Hades. ”

When he first heard this, his heart hurt, but after hearing it too many times, he became numb. His Ah Zi finally left all his love and hate behind with the death of Silent Night, and he no longer had the bright and innocent voice of the past, and the crisp "Brother Hades".

"Hey!" Bi Qiong sighed slowly, "Little old man, I came here to tell you about this matter. ”

"Silent night?" Mo Li was slightly stunned.

Bi Qiong nodded and said: "Little Lao'er has lived for so many years, and has gone through several tribulations of the gods and demons, and now, it should be enough to live." ”

"What does the Demon Emperor mean?"

"I once read in a forbidden book in the Demon Realm that there is a magic that can be exchanged for other people's lives. ”

"Life for life?"

"Yes and no. Bi Qiong said: "The person who performs this spell must have the same root and origin as the other party in order to be saved." ”

"At what cost?"

"Give my life in exchange for his reincarnation. ”

"Why did the Demon Emperor do this?" Mo asked puzzled.

"Hey. Bi Qiong looked at the red-clothed figure, and said with a slight bitterness: "That girl has been too bitter over the years, since I am her master, I should always fulfill her long-cherished wish in this life." Mo Lixiao'er, after I leave, Ah Zi will take care of you. ”

"Isn't the Demon Emperor going to say goodbye to her?"

Bi Qiong shook his head. "Saying goodbye can only only increase her sadness, that's it, that's it, it's up to her. ”

He turned his back, looked up at the sky and said, "I hope that after the silent night returns, her temperament will change." ”

In the twenty-six thousand three hundred and seventy-one years of the Apocalypse, the Demon Emperor Bi Qiong devoted his life to cultivation, in exchange for being reborn in the silent night and forever destroyed.

......

On this day, Meng Po Yinzi sat alone in front of the Nai He Bridge as in the past, slowly and skillfully stirring a pot of turbid soup, her eyes slightly speechless.

On Huangquan Road, it is constantly changing.

A man in white walked slowly towards her on the dripping dew on the Huangquan Road, as if he had exhausted the beauty of the world.

The ghosts were oppressed by the momentum around him and subconsciously got out of the way.

He sat down in front of Yin Zi and asked softly, "...... Have you ever seen one?"

This demonic and evil sound, as if it was going to hook people's hearts, fell word for word on Yin Zi's ears. She looked up in astonishment, and when her purple eyes touched the face she knew, she felt her voice change.

"Silent Night ......" She has not spoken for decades, she is as old as an old woman, and even she herself was startled when she spoke.

The man she called the Silent Night smiled and asked, "Do you recognize me?"

Yin Zi lowered her eyes, a bitter tear fell into the soup, she shook her head and said, "I don't know." ”

However, after sitting at the head of the bridge for decades, she thought that the outside world was already a vicissitude. But I didn't expect to meet someone here who looks exactly like Silent Night.

But she knew he wasn't.

The silent night of that year has been reduced to ashes in that catastrophe, and it has disappeared forever between heaven and earth. How could he come back to life, and even if he did, how could he talk to her in such an unfamiliar tone.

"That'...... Why do I think you're so familiar?" The man in white couldn't help but stretch out his hand and said, "It's like we...... Once acquaintance the same. ”

Yin Zi looked away, and was about to knock him unconscious, poured Meng Po soup, and threw down the reincarnation path. In his ears, Mo Li's warm voice suddenly came. "Ah Zi, he is the reincarnation of Silent Night. ”

She looked up in astonishment, her lips trembling as she stared at the man in white in front of her, a little incredulous.

Mo Li continued: "You don't have to be curious, it was the Demon Emperor Biqiong who exchanged his life for the silent night to re-enter reincarnation. When he left, he told me to take good care of you, but I think Silent Night is more suitable to take care of you than me......"

This sound fell, and there was no response for a long time.

With tears in her eyes, she reached out to touch the face he was extremely familiar with, looked at him, and said word by word: "Silent night, I am your lady......"

......

Twenty-six thousand six hundred years of the Apocalypse. However, the bridge collapsed suddenly, and the king of Hades had no choice but to make a mortal the ferryman of the Lechuan River, and pick up the ghosts who came and went across the Lethe River......

"End"