Time flies, and time flies.

For otherworldly people, time is the most worthless and the most precious.

Three years.

Two unique figures have traveled all over the rivers and mountains, step by step.

Give up the supernatural powers and slow down to feel the grace along the way.

The prodigal son feather is like a nobleman in cloth, sometimes stopping to watch the scenery, sometimes leaning over to make flowers. A bright smile bloomed on his face, satisfied with the magic of creation.

A nobleman in sackcloth, casually glued a flower and put it on his head, looked at the reflection in the water, and clapped his hands and cheered for the beauty.

Innocence is the most beautiful.

The prodigal son was very happy, and after three years of travel, he seemed to have found what had passed.

He put everything aside for the time being, just to pursue the reappearance of the old one, the childlike brilliance.

A ragged nobleman, only because of the most loyal guard behind him, a clean and decent guard.

For three years, he silently followed the guard five steps behind him, a guard whose right hand never left the hilt of his sword.

A pair of eyes like the bright moon, always follow the innocence in front of you, this splendor, and never leave.

With such a dutiful and loyal guard, the prodigal son was very satisfied, and others couldn't find it.

Three years is enough time to compose a masterpiece with great ambitions and songs.

But the prodigal son and the second negative are like the elves in these mountains, just living plainly. Step by step, the handsome mountains and rivers are measured, lingering between the mountains and rivers.

The pursuer and the pursued, strolling leisurely, are like a pair of masters and servants who are swimming in the mountains and rivers, and they are harmonious.

Er said: "You are the happiest like this." ”

The prodigal son Yu smiled: "Yes, but happy days are always short-lived. ”

"If you are happy, then why push yourself to pain." ”

The prodigal son said: "Why don't you never let yourself be happy." ”

"I forgot what happiness is. ”

The prodigal son Yu was satisfied: "I am better than you, at least I have forgotten everything in the past three years." ”

"You haven't forgotten, otherwise you will be happy forever." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "Some things are unforgettable, even if the earth is desolate and returns to chaos, it will be deeply remembered." ”

"Some people seem to have forgotten, but in fact, they are just hiding it and making excuses for happiness. ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "It's a good excuse, at least it's temporarily put down." "Letting go can be comforting, so the prodigal son Yu smiled very happily.

"It seems that you are stronger than me, and I can never let go." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "You asked for it, I was forced, so I admire you." ”

Erzhi said: "In fact, they are all forced, you are forced by others, I am forced by myself." In this way, it is not that you are better than me, but that I am better than you. ”

Prodigal Ziyu smiled: "It's not like you've learned nothing in the past three years, at least you've talked a lot." ”

Er said: "I have been with you for three years, a person who is full of hatred, but can still laugh often." If I hadn't changed, I'd be so sorry for you. ”

The prodigal son Yu laughed and said: "I am really honored, it seems that we are destined to be friends." ”

"It's a confidant friend, and it's also a friend who faces each other." ”

The prodigal son said: "You have also changed me. ”

"I know, otherwise these three years will not be wasted." ”

The prodigal son said: "We all tried our best. ”

The second person said: "You also have one more reason. ”

To do something, you always have to find a reason. In particular, a matter that can overturn the heavens and the earth and turn the world upside down, it is even more necessary to find some reasons.

The prodigal son said: "Happiness will always disappear, I want to cherish every second of innocence." ”

After speaking, the prodigal son feather walked forward happily, and followed silently.

The two spirits of the mountains went into the distance.

Hope or pain, aimlessness or thoughts.

I don't know how long it will take, and time has become meaningless.

The line is time-to-go, and the line is time-to-stop.

A traveler who has put down for a while, or more precisely, two travelers who have put everything down for the time being.

A dull and wonderful journey, towards the goal of picking up everything.

Night falls, the moon is bright and the stars are abundant.

Before they knew it, the two of them had come to the extreme west, and the majestic Kunlun Mountains were not far ahead, which was a place full of mystery and hope.

The Kunlun Mountains, the ancestral veins of the earth, have given birth to countless legends.

In the West Kunlun surrounded by weak water, the head of the fairy, the Queen Mother of the West, has sat alone on it for hundreds of years, overlooking the vicissitudes of the Three Realms.

East Kunlun, where the ancestral court of Taoism is located. In Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat cross-legged and preached to the world.

A ruin, tens of thousands of miles away. The former Optimus Prime has been buried for hundreds of years.

The world has changed, and the once majestic existence has long since disappeared, leaving only miscellaneous weeds.

A senseless dispute leaves behind a monstrous sin and endless remorse, but it can't be chased.

Ru Mao drinks blood, slash and burn.

The ancestors of the human race left an immortal chapter here.

Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, and compete with the hundred tribes for survival.

Step by step rise, step by step strong.

Out of Kunlun, all over the boundary.

The majestic and majestic Kunlun Mountains stretch for hundreds of millions of miles.

Left behind singing and crying, but also left endless evil, only in this way can there be countless legends.

On the grass of the plateau, the prodigal son feather lay quietly, looking at the largest and brightest full moon, dotted with endless stars.

The prodigal son Yu smiled: "This is indeed the closest place to the sky, as if you can reach out and pick up the stars and the moon." ”

Erwei said: "Kunlun Mountain is closer, and there was originally a direct access to the sky, but it was destroyed by your human race. ”

The prodigal son said: "After getting along for so long, you are still so boring. Obviously, a very stylish thing, you always have to debunk. He smiled a little helplessly.

The nature of all things is the most difficult to change.

"I'm just telling the truth. ”

The prodigal son said: "Separation is imminent, and there is no trace of beauty." ”

Eryi said: "You must want to ruin this round of bright moon, what is there to be beautiful." ”

The prodigal son said: "You finally found out. ”

"Actually, I should have found out a long time ago, you are very similar to her." ”

The prodigal son said: "Is it like?"

"No, otherwise I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

The prodigal son said: "It's not like it." ”

Er Cheng said: "No matter how beautiful you are, you are very similar, but she is gentle and kind, and she gives birth to the best in heaven and earth." And these have long been hidden by you, leaving only hatred. And you wrap your hatred in these. ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "It's complicated, but you see through it." Beautiful things are always short-lived, because he is jealous of nature. ”

"No wonder I can't feel bad for you from beginning to end, because no one can bear to have bad feelings for her." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "It's a pity that some people have a bad feeling and destroy the beauty." ”

"Although beautiful things are short-lived, they are also eternal, and many people can't forget them." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "You uphold the right path, don't you also be indifferent to the evil that destroys the good." ”

"Manpower is always poor, I can't and don't want to, and I can't even do anything." ”

The prodigal son said: "You don't want to, because you are afraid of causing a greater disaster, so you also want to stop me." ”

"I can't stop it." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "You can't stop it, many things are already doomed that night." ”

Erzhi said: "The heavens and men have ruled the Three Realms for countless years, just a few hundred years, but they are about to fall apart. ”

The prodigal son said: "Countless years of turmoil have been unprosperous, but they have also become stagnant water. ”

"Change is always bloody, but you should be more careful. ”

The prodigal son said: "This is not like you, I am afraid that it will be the day of your death." ”

"I've struggled for too long, and there will always be times when I can't hold on. ”

Prodigal Ziyu smiled: "We will be separated tomorrow, let's get drunk tonight." ”

The second negative said: "Okay." ”

The prodigal son said: "You are becoming less and less like you." ”

"I also need to indulge, for the sake of that beauty, and for the fact that we are friends now." ”

The prodigal son Yu laughed and said, "I really want to see you make an exception, to see your first drink." ”

The moon in the middle of the sky is the brightest.

On the vast meadow, two people drinking opposite each other.

Two people who can't get drunk must be drunk.

Under the starry sky, only two lonely drunks remained.

A drunkard lying flat looking at the moon.

A drunkard standing with a sword in his hand, looking up at the bright moon.

Above the endless wilderness, there is a picture of disharmony and harmony.