The sky is full of stars, and the wind and snow are shaking.

A small boat, shuttling through the wind and snow and the galaxy, time and space seem to be frozen.

The boatman on the boat was a young and slender white-haired man, he stood at the bow of the boat, did not look back at a man and a woman behind him, the wind and snow blew between his sideburns, and his clothes danced like a fairy, but this fairy intent was completely different from the heavenly people of the Daji Mountains, and there was no slightest malice.

It's like transcending the love and hate of this world.

This is a quiet solitary environment for the two people behind him.

......

......

How far are all the roads in this world?

A thousand miles?

Ten thousand miles?

But that's not all.

All the roads in this world cannot be measured by their length.

Time should be taken to measure.

Ten years, one hundred years.

Some people die at birth, and they don't have time to open their eyes to see the world, they don't have time to open their throats and feel the collision of the tip of their tongues, and they extinguish their soul fire.

They didn't have time to set foot in the world, took the first step, and left forever.

Some people have a long walk, they walk through spring, summer, autumn and winter, through the changes of time, from babies croaking to the ground, to rickets and backs, with gray temples, and finally stopping.

Life is coming to an end.

All the roads in this world have come to an end.

The lifespan of the demon clan is eternal.

The Maharaja sat on the boat, lowered his eyebrows, hugged Liang Liang in his arms, felt the fine debris of wind and snow, gently mixed into his hair, he did not speak, did not say a word.

Liang Liang raised a hand shrunk in his sleeve and stroked the illusory Maharaja, and the other hand, through a layer of broken breastplate, sensed the ethereal heartbeat of the soul body.

Neither spoke.

It has been so silent.

Liang Liang hugged the Maharaja tightly.

The wind and snow are like shuttles, and time stands still.

It's been a long time.

The Maharaja sat on the boat, looked around, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Sir, where is it...... Is it the other side?"

He lifted a finger and tapped it lightly into the distance.

At the moment of the Maharaja, the wind and snow are solidified, and the countless bright lights of the distant galaxy are a little condensed, one by one, like the dark eternal night, condensed into a point.

Neither visible nor inaudible.

Is this the end of all the roads in the world?

The first generation of Silver City City Lord was a little surprised by the title of "sir" in the mouth of the Great Monarch, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he deserved it.

He smiled mildly and said, "Yes." ”

This is the end of all the roads in the world.

The Maharaja lowered his head and looked at his body.

Neither dead nor alive.

He had come to the end of his life, but he had not walked out of the last section, so the soul fire was not extinguished, it was still brilliantly burning, and all the time was frozen in him.

He took the woman in his arms, got off the boat, walked in the void, and walked towards the long dark night.

The first lord of the castle stood on the boat and watched the Maharaja leave the world.

White hair is like snow, and the galaxy is like a waterfall.

The Maharaja was not in a hurry to take the last step.

He suddenly whispered: "Liang Liang, if you are willing, I can accompany you on the road in this world forever." ”

Liang Liang smiled and shook his head.

She said to herself.

Brother......

You've been with me for a long time......

I......

Very content.

It's just that the road in this world, no matter how long life is, there is a day when it comes to the end, if you continue to walk again, to the end, there is no you, what should I do?

Why don't you just walk here?

"I see. ”

The monarch of the Western Regions, who was once invincible between heaven and earth, stopped for a long time, and after the woman in his arms closed her eyes, she finally took the last step and stepped into the night.

The endless dark night oozes warmth and softness, a wisp of it, like sunshine and a newborn.

After night, there is light.

And so it went to the other side.

A clear chirp of birds.

There is no Liang Liang in this world, and there is no Vermilion Bird.

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......

When the boat returned to the Qi River, the first city lord silently saw that there was a second figure on the river.

It was a woman in a black layman's suit, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking on the surface of the Qijiang River, as if walking on the ground.

The oil-paper umbrella leaned over his shoulder.

Her expression was blank, her bare feet were bare, and she walked slowly, the green frost under her feet melted into the woman's slender and delicate footprints, and she didn't feel how cold the ice slag formed on the river surface.

The pair of clogs of the Great Banyan Temple were carried by her other hand.

Time freezes, the overturned Qijiang River, the iceberg-like waves, some remain in a state of not going down, and some are raising their heads high.

She walked all the way, and her demeanor was calm.

The huge dragon ship in the distance, everyone on board maintained a strange and fixed expression, and the water droplets were stagnant in the air, this scene was absurd to the extreme, and she took it all in her eyes.

She didn't smile, her face was neither happy nor sad, like a regular visitor who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of things in the world, and when she saw such a strange and absurd scene of the faces of all beings, she felt that it was nothing more than that.

The woman tilted her head slightly, avoiding a drop of water that was blocking the center of her eyebrows.

She traveled all the way without destroying the trajectory of any thing.

walked all the way to the center of the river, in front of His Royal Highness whose lotus clothes were torn.

His Royal Highness's spirit had been in a trance, and it seemed that he was still immersed in the Maharaja's field of vision, walking with the man, watching countless galaxies roll upside down and whizz past him.

So Yi Xiao'an, who walked in front of His Royal Highness, also raised his head in a daze, looking at the dark eternal night on the Qijiang Sky Dome, and the Buddha light in his eyes.

She saw a glimmer of light in the eternal night.

I also heard the chirping of a bird of unknown significance.

She followed and muttered softly, "Brother......"

Above the sky, there was a flash of light.

The boat came from above the nine heavens.

Time freezes all.

The white-haired man stood on the boat, the small boat suspended in the air.

He didn't seem surprised to see the woman in a black layman's suit.

He greeted him very gently.

"See you again. ”

Yi Xiaoan hummed softly.

When the first Silver City Lord thought about the last time they met, it seemed that they were ......

"Invite Beiguan. ”

The woman in the black layman suit spoke softly and coldly, and her tone was wooden: "You saved him, and helped him open the path of awakening the soul of the 'Great Prince'." ”

The first city lord sighed a little suddenly, and said with a smile: "Yes...... Time is so fast. ”

Yi Xiaoan said seriously: "For people like you, time is eternally frozen in the body, never aging, never dying, so fast and slow, a year and a second, is there any difference and meaning?"

The first city lord thought about it, rubbed his chin with his cheeks, and said with a smile: "I've been thinking about this recently...... For me, there is really no difference between a year and a second. But the meaning of existence is there, right?"

"I used to think that sitting on a boat and watching the world go from road to road, just like that, and then it ended, that's what I was all about. ”

But then I found out that the meaning of existence ...... This matter is meaningless and non-existent. ”

He slowly spread his arms.

There was a strong wind on the Qijiang River.

"As you can see, time freezes and there should be nothing. ”

"There shouldn't be wind. ”

"But now the wind is born. ”

Hold your fingers together.

"Now the wind has stopped again. ”

The first city lord closed his eyes and asked gently, "In the frozen time, the wind was born and died, and it ...... Have you ever lived?"

Yi Xiaoan slowly closed his eyes.

She said indifferently: "As usual, it is not boundary. ”

She didn't even bother to answer the question.

Hatsudai said with a smile: "No one in this world can escape fate, not even the Great Lord. His path has come to an end, even if most of the Creation ......"

He looked deeply at Yi Xiaoan.

Behind Yi Xiaoan is Yi Xiao.

......

......

Yi Xiao was still in a trance, and she couldn't hear what was being said outside.

He just heard the white-haired man's voice with a slight banter.

"The spirit of the overlord is residing in his body, constantly absorbing the reincarnation of the Great Monarch, and swallowing up the creation of the Great Monarch of the Western Regions one life after another...... Do you think that you can go against the sky in this way?"

There was a trance.

"All the immortal methods in the world, the Great Qin Emperor has tried it, and the overlord has also tried it, what elixir, what reincarnation cultivation...... What can really get rid of fate?"

Then came the woman's cold-hearted rebuttal.

"If you don't give it a try, how do you know it won't work? ”

The white-haired city lord laughed, "But if he can't find the tomb, he will never be able to." ”

The woman said calmly, "So what?"

Another trance.

Yi Xiao couldn't hear everything outside.

It seems to be a heated argument.

His Highness struggled to open his eyes.

He heard the woman's voice, it was Yi Xiaoan's voice.

He didn't know how she got here.

That original city lord is definitely not something that Xiao Anxiu can fight against now.

The woman outside was still working hard and seriously to make the final argument for the overlord, and what surprised Yi Xiao was that her voice became colder and more murderous.

In the end, Yi Xiao had the ability to open his eyes.

There was silence on the river.

He heard the original city lord sigh deeply.

I don't know what to say on the river.

The first city lord had nothing to say, and at the end, after sighing, he said seriously to the woman in the black layman's suit: "You are the only one...... Someone who makes me feel terrible. ”

His Highness opened his eyes.

He heard Yi Xiao'an sigh indifferently.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and lean sideways, trying to protect the woman in black in front of him.

At this time—

The girl in the black layman suit put away the oil-paper umbrella and lit it on the ice surface of Qijiang.

Instant landslide and tsunami.

The big river and waves that rolled down in the air were photographed in an instant.

The whole Qijiang River was crazy in an instant, the ocean was wanton, countless rivers were photographed, and the ice surface within a radius of ten miles exploded.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the water splashed and converged, and finally snapped.

The paper umbrella opened again slowly retracted.

Under the umbrella.

Yi Xiao'an glanced at Yi Xiao, who was extremely stunned, looked at his nose and nose, pretended to be calm, and finally said softly: "Why, only you are allowed to perfect the ninth grade, and I am not allowed to cultivate a little?"

Yi Xiao was shocked.

All the wind and snow in Qijiang have been blown away, and they have disappeared in an instant.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

The sword aura is in the sky.

Even the dragon and snake in his lotus pond have to bow their heads and roar.