The winter wind rises, the reeds ripple, and a withered yellow.

The woman who was already slim and still wearing a green dress looked a little dazed in front of the reeds.

She remembered the days when the sky was full of fireflies, when the place was still green, she remembered the last time she came here, when the reeds were swaying and the scenery was far away, she still remembered the carefree regrets in Bailing Valley, the time she went to the winter snow, and the young man who was drifting away.

In the past five years, she broke into Ten Thousand Poison Island, Ten Thousand Poison Island has a new owner, she is a woman about the same age as her, she went to the Gu Tomb, the two blue-faced confidants of the New Gu King and the New Gu King are now managing the Gu Tomb very well, and visited the Green Medicine Valley, the little monster will already call her mother vaguely, and she has seen the art of painting skin in the Wuxiang Valley, and she has heard an absurd story on the Evil Island, and she has heard that the Qing King's Mansion is becoming more and more out of place......

She walked all the places she knew he had visited, and met many people he knew, all of whom were well.

But what about him?

Everyone said that he was no longer in this world, and that she could no longer find him?

Sword Sweeping Cloud looked up at the sky.

After the rain, the sky is crisp, except for a light cloud in the distance.

She thought of those calm but faint sad eyes, and thought of the young man's relieved and helpless smile.

We always have to grow up, we always have to part, no one can be with anyone for a lifetime, and no one can accompany anyone for a lifetime, no regrets.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curled, light and bitter.

After five years, she has finally grown up and it is time to let go.

On a trip to Bailing Valley, the old man didn't know if he was still there.

The wind blows the clouds, gradually lightening.

Before the reeds swung, the woman in Tsing Yi was gone.

......

In Bailing Valley, there is still a good climate of red flowers and grass, birds and birds.

The sword swept slowly along a winding path.

Surrounded by green wildflowers, colorful and colorful, the thatched cottage by the stream in the distance, several fields have been cultivated, and the plants in the medicine garden are fresh and beautiful, everything is as peaceful and beautiful as last time.

She stopped in front of a medicine garden, looked at the half-human tall plants in the medicine garden covered with red fruits, and thought that there was no such thing last time.

On the side, two white rabbits came out of the vegetable garden, fat and strong, jumped around the sword and swept the clouds, turned over and fell down directly.

Jian Weiyun showed a smile on his face, bent down and stroked the white rabbit's hair, and saw that the white rabbit turned over consciously, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Cloud girl?" The old man who was accustomed to being dressed in gray came out of the medicine garden and was slightly stunned when he saw the woman in Tsing Yi.

Jian Xuanyun raised his head and smiled, "Grandpa, I'm back." ”

......

In front of the three-thousand-zhang chaotic sea of fog between the Cold Valley and the Endless Sea, a young man dressed as a scholar and a lazy young man stood quietly, and a big dog with a pitch-black body squatted not far behind him.

The sea of fog is surging, like the waves of the sea.

"Anyway, I'm going to check it out. Ye Fan finally spoke.

Chihiro glanced at him, "It's not worth it. ”

"It's not over yet. Ye Fan said persistently.

Chihiro lowered her eyelids, looked up after a while, and said, "He doesn't owe you anything." ”

"He's going to come back to this world. Ye Fan was resolute.

"It?" Chihiro's voice finally sneered.

"It's just getting started. Ye Fan emphasized.

"I'll see. Chihiro turned and left, "Ahoo. ”

The big black dog whined, turned his head to look at Ye Fan, who was standing still, whined twice, and chased after Qianhiro.

......

Heaven and earth are in chaos, ancient Sanskrit sounds, whispers of immortals and demons, heavy shackles of time, mysterious travelers wander quietly, sleeping in endless nothingness, not knowing where to come from......

(End of book)

After nearly two years, the book is finally finished, I don't know how many readers read it, but in my opinion, it's just a stand-alone machine.

I have persevered for so long, denied myself countless times, and thought about giving up many times, but I was reluctant.

After that, I gradually got along with me to write just because I wanted to write, after all, I didn't force others to write it at the beginning, so it doesn't matter how much I look at, it doesn't matter if it's hot or not, since it started, there should be an end, so I persevered to the end.

This ending,I struggled for a long time.,Because the original outline was written according to the series.,One has a purpose.,I want to finish writing this series and don't touch it again.,But then I felt bored.,Or most of the things I want to express haven't been expressed.,So there was a period of time to stop writing.,And from a period of time after the plot began to rush.,Until the ending.,After that, the branch was almost not written.,It's thinking about whether this ending should be changed.,Or cut it off directly.,But after thinking about it.,I still insisted on the original ending.。

Here, I don't shy away from saying that I collapsed this book, because the follow-up processing branch is a little out of step with the main line.

So, I won't write any more sequels after that, and I won't have any extras, this is a draft.

After this book, I will write another sister book, the world structure is the same book, so I will not sign a contract, and the update will not be on time, just to make up for the regret of this book.

I know I'm sorry for some people, but I can't be sorry for my original intention.

When I first wrote it, I often joked with my friends that the author and the reader are one who is willing to write and the other is willing to read, and other than that, they are strangers, and there is no need for anyone to beg for anything.

That's my usual attitude, simple and straightforward.

I'll admit that I'm ruthless like this, but I've said it more than the same person, I'm just a very ruthless person, I don't want to complicate things, I don't want to think too much, because I'm lazy.

So, for the people I'm sorry for, one should be my previous editor-in-charge, and then the readers I have forgotten, so I'm really sorry to say here.

After that, there was nothing more to say.

The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, goodbye to this book!