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The dream ends here.

The scene in front of me turned into colorful streams of light, slowly faded away, and turned into the scene in the hotel room.

Xiao Hei was still sleeping soundly on the soft pillow, as if he had not reached an agreement with the King of Hell in the end, which made him very unhappy. He meowed and cursed a few times.

At this moment, Yu Beiming, who knew everything, looked at Xiao Hei again with complicated emotions in his eyes.

There is heartache, helplessness, and more importantly, self-blame.

Xiaofeng gave up his original merits and wonderful life, and transformed himself into a cat to come to his side, but he himself didn't even recognize it.

Even, Xiaofeng suffered so much.

Sang Feiwan patted Yu Beiming on the shoulder and said, "Don't blame yourself too much. This is not your fault. Who would have thought that Xiao Hei was actually Xiao Feng's reincarnation? Fortunately, although it was reincarnated as a cat, it has spiritual roots that can cultivate immortality, and it will have a chance to become a human in the future."

She paused, and then said, "Bei Ming, all those years were thanks to you. Otherwise, who knows what China would have become."

Yu Beiming said calmly: "If it were you, you would not stand idly by under the circumstances at that time. Although we paid a great price, fortunately the result is good."

Sang Feiwan knew the cruelty of war a long time ago. But in Xiao Hei's dream, seeing Yu Beiming fighting bloody battles to the last man was really sad.

If only I had come here a hundred years earlier, perhaps Yu Beiming would not have to fight alone in the end, and perhaps not so many people would have sacrificed.

But the biggest regret in this world is that there is no maybe. So it’s useless to say anything now.

Yu Beiming smiled at her gently: "Wanwan, don't look at me with such pity. Look at me now, am I not fine? I have gone from the war years to the peaceful and prosperous times, and witnessed the land of China regaining its vitality. But back then, so many people fought bloody battles, but still could not see the dawn of victory when they closed their eyes. Compared with them, I am so lucky."

Sang Feiwan said sincerely: "Then you can take a good look at this peaceful and prosperous era for them and enjoy the feeling of breathing freely under the sun."

Yu Beiming smiled: "Okay."

Sang Feiwan smiled back at him: "Xiao Hei will soon wake up, I think you two will have a lot of private conversations. I won't bother you anymore."

Yu Beiming sent Sang Feiwan out of the room, and watched her return to her room. Then he closed the door and sat down beside the bed.

Xiao Hei was still sleeping, his eyelids trembling slightly, and he seemed to be about to wake up.

Yu Beiming couldn't help but think back to what happened back then.

The individual combat strength of the vampires and wolves is not strong, but they are numerous and good at group battles, making them very difficult to deal with.

The vampires were easy to deal with. Yu Beiming used a formation to trap the vampires in the valley until dawn, and let them turn into ashes in the sun.

The werewolves are like immortal cockroaches and are very difficult to kill.

Finally, he brought out the fire from heavenly thunder and burned them to death.

His own spiritual power was overdrawn, his body was covered with wounds, and he fell in a sea of ​​corpses and blood. It took him several days to slowly recover.

Later, he buried Xiaofeng and sent hundreds of family letters found on Xiaofeng's body to the families of the fallen soldiers.

He saved a lot of money at that time because of Xiaofeng.

However, he was about to go into seclusion, and the money was of no use to him, so he simply gave it all away.

Just like that, he returned to Shoulong Mountain alone and with nothing in his hands. After repairing the dragon vein, he went into seclusion.

After taking in Yangqiu, he one day vaguely heard a crying sound at the foot of Shoulong Mountain. He went out to check and found that it was a baby.

Yu Beiming remembered Xiaofeng's last words, so he took Lao Qiu back to the mountains to raise him.

By the time he officially came out of the mountains, the small hills had become old hills.

The time in the outside world has also undergone tremendous changes.

The endless rice fields exude the scent of harvest, and tall buildings rise from the ground.

Passenger planes flew overhead, loaded with passengers, not missiles.

The sound of children reading aloud can be heard in the school, and retired old people are dancing happily in the square.

Although young people are busy and struggling for their lives, they don't have to worry about foreign artillery fire blowing open the country's borders.

The world became so new that Yu Beiming was a little uncomfortable with it in the initial period.

At that time, he was penniless and walked in the busy streets in an old-fashioned long gown, looking out of place.

There was a whispering voice behind me:

"Look at the person in front of you. He's dressed very strangely and has his hands behind his back. He looks like an old scholar."

"Haha, could it be that he is doing COS?"

"They all cosplay classic characters from anime or dramas. How can they cosplay an old scholar? And their fashion sense is so bad!"

When Lao Qiu heard this, he was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to start a fight, but was stopped by Yu Beiming.

For someone who has experienced war and seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, those insignificant comments cannot affect his mood at all.

To Yu Beiming's delight, he finally found Sang Feiwan again.

After eight hundred years, he finally waited for the moment to reunite with her.

Even though he had long disappeared from Sang Feiwan's memory, things between them were destined not to go back to the way they were before.

But... as long as we can meet again, it will be a blessing in disguise.

Xiao Hei on the pillow hummed and slowly opened his eyes.

Yu Beiming also withdrew his thoughts, looked at Xiao Hei with gentle eyes, and called softly: "Xiao Feng."

When he woke up from the dream, Xiao Hei had forgotten everything about his past life and only remembered the dried fish hanging on the tree.

When it heard Yu Beiming calling "Xiao Feng", it was a little confused at first, but the next moment it suddenly jumped up to protest: "Meow, who is Xiao Feng? Meow, did you raise another cat behind my back? You are a bad owner, meow, you are a playboy!"

Yu Beiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't call me master anymore..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Hei started to meow again: "Meow, you don't let me call you master. Do you not want me anymore? Meow, you really have another cat!"

Yu Beiming rubbed its forehead and said, "You are the only cat I have, but I have two apprentices. Call me Master from now on..."

He was still smiling, but his voice was slightly choked up: "Master will never let you down again in this life."

Xiao Hei tilted his head: "Meow?"

The next morning, when the crew woke up, they found that the atmosphere of the Snow Mountain Hotel was completely different.

The surroundings hadn’t changed, but the staff had become a little different, with everyone’s face filled with joy and even excitement, and the crew members were even more enthusiastic when they saw them.