As the empress who breaks off her engagement at the beginning, I choose the evil little black lotus.

Su Yan looked at the peach grove on the other side of the river.

He and Xueer, Tuan Tuan, once went there to pick flowers and make wine.

Occasionally, that person comes along.

In the end, Su Yan chose to build a wooden house in the peach forest.

As the river flowed slowly, he retrieved memories from the long past bit by bit and pieced them together bit by bit.

In that wooden house, a faint blue flame burned for many years.

Su Yan would often write down what he wanted to say to Xue'er on paper and throw it into the fire.

Occasionally, he would travel far away, visit some famous musicians nearby, collect some music scores, and throw them into the fire when he came back.

This kind of strange fire, called Tongyou Fire, comes from the Nether River Realm, the big world closest to the Nether World.

Whether it is the universe before he traveled or the world after he traveled, people all have the same questions: Where does life come from, and where does death go?

In this world system, after the saint Wu Emperor is enthroned, he will conform his body to the way of heaven and become a part of this big world.

But below the saint level, there is no answer.

Only a very few, not one among billions, can transform into a martial spirit like Bai Su.

The vast majority of all living beings, even the Yasheng who have completed a life sublimation, still don't know where they are going to die.

Perhaps, the emperor who stands at the top of this world system can see it, but he also keeps it secret.

One theory is that after death, the soul will sink all the way to the underworld.

The Nether World is the soil beneath the Forest of the World. When those small worlds wither, they will fall to the Nether World and become part of the soil.

Many people believe that after death, people will be like these small worlds.

Maybe that's not the case.

In this world system, death is like a lamp going out, disappearing between heaven and earth.

Or maybe it’s an incredible place for other ordinary people.

But there are still the most people who believe in Youjie’s theory.

Now there is another Su Yan.

The dead are gone, but the living still need sustenance.

Seeing Su Yan living in seclusion in this peach forest from spring to autumn, Shen Xiaoxue felt a little anxious.

Because Su Yan didn't seem to have any intention of looking for her.

She wanted to ask Su Yan, even though you have been in reincarnation for five million years, what you can't forget is the red butterfly.

Now that Youdie is at your fingertips, why don't you go see her?

Fortunately, people don’t go to the flowers, the flowers come to them.

It was late autumn, and on this day, a figure in red clothes and white hair descended on the barren mountain.

Under the setting sun, the cold beauty's face remains as before, but the black hair on her head that was originally like dark clouds has turned into snow.

And the wind blew not only the white hair, but also an empty sleeve.

Since that day, after Liu Zhenzhen chopped off his right arm with a knife, this sleeve has been empty.

Shen Xiaoxue took out portions of rare delicacies from the Qiankun Ring, along with a jar of her daughter's favorite osmanthus wine, and burned them with the fire that led to the seclusion, just like Su Yan.

In the gradually dimming night, the blue flames reflected her already pale skin more transparently: "Xue'er, wait a minute, the souls of weak people will really go to the underworld. One day, when my mother becomes the emperor, I will definitely go down to the underworld and bring you back.”

In later generations, Shen Xiaoxue looked at this white-haired, one-armed woman with a somewhat complicated mood.

Unexpectedly, she, Shen Xiaoxue, would one day behave like this.

But Liu Zhenzhen was thinking, is this the red butterfly that he has been waiting for for five million years?

After the fire burned out, the white-haired Shen Xiaoxue still stood beside the embers and did not leave.

I don't know how long it took before a long sigh sounded: "Su Yan, I think about it every night, if you were still alive, how would I tell you about Xue'er's death?"

"But, I still beg you to live. Even if you have to bear the pain of losing a daughter, you don't care if you blame me or hate me. I just want you to live."

Shen Xiaoxue's remaining hand was clenched tightly, and her pretty face was a little distorted.

Before her eyes, the scene in front of the imperial mausoleum appeared again.

When Liu Zhenzhen swung that shocking sword towards her, Su Yan's heart immediately turned into nothingness.

At that time, under the huge impact, her mind went blank.

Two-thirds of the body disappeared directly. No warrior under the Sub-Sage could survive, not even the Martial King of Jiuding, let alone a Martial Lord Su Yan.

Therefore, when Su Yan's remaining head shouted to her, "For the sake of my daughter, you leave!", she would subconsciously light up the fox incense.

However, even so, she could not save her daughter.

Shen Xiaoxue, five million years after claiming to be the concubine of the Goddess, has been the most talented person in the history world, but she can't even protect her own wife, so how can she live with dignity!

If not, her daughter's great revenge has not yet been avenged, she really wants to break into the Fallen Heaven Realm again and end herself under Liu Zhenzhen's sword.

If you don’t know the suffering in the world, you will be afraid of hell.

She could only vent all her grief and anger in the pursuit of the remaining members of the Demon Emperor and the Elephantless Demon Sect.

Wherever the red sleeves passed by, the entire Shiyuan world was shrouded in a bloody storm.

Fortunately, some news came back from the Fallen Heaven Realm.

The emperor-selecting realm in the Fallen Heaven Realm seemed to be very interested in Su Yan's talent in commanding troops. They saved his life from the gate of hell and imprisoned him in the heavenly prison.

The news was true or false, but for Shen Xiaoxue, this was the last straw before she drowned.

She sent hundreds of envoys in succession to see Liu Zhenzhen.

As long as Liu Zhenzhen is willing to send Su Yan back, she can agree to any conditions.

It's a pity that none of those envoys could see Liu Zhenzhen's face.

Although there are many techniques that need to be practiced in dreams, she has not dared to sleep for hundreds of days.

Just because when I close my eyes, there is only a nightmare.

One scene is the scene of Su Yan being tortured in the sky prison.

After a while, the news returned from the Fallen Heaven Realm was completely false. Su Yan had already turned into a lump of loess in front of the emperor's mausoleum.

"Husband, I miss you so much, but I dare not miss you!"

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xiaoxue reluctantly pulled her consciousness out of the cycle of boundless pain, rubbed her face, and thought about where to kill a few Wuxiang demons.

However, at this moment, she heard in her ears the song of a fisherman returning late from the Peach River behind her.

"One fisherman and one fishing hook can catch a whole river alone!"

In an instant, Shen Xiaoxue's body shook violently.

She stood blankly, but didn't dare to look back.

I thought it was the same dream as before.

How many times have I dreamed back in the middle of the night that I have seen the bright moon shining through the small window, and under the moon, he is smiling at her.

But when she opened her eyes or stretched out her hand, she realized that everything was a dream.

It wasn't until she heard the sound of a sampan docking from the other side that she gritted her teeth, turned around suddenly, and saw the man across the distant autumn water.

Only then did I realize what it means to search for him thousands of times in a dream, and then suddenly look back and find that person in a dimly lit place.