Let the system try to save the world

"Of course I am not willing to sit there and wait for death." Zhu Yingxi said quietly, "I have survived in this world for tens of thousands of years with a shameless face. I have ways to forcibly prolong my life."

"I just want to ask the way of heaven." Zhu Yingxi looked up at the sky, "When He created the world, He regarded humans as the most intelligent creatures."

"We, the demon race, are born without intelligence and have no written heritage. We need to transform into human form to make further progress." A tear of blood fell from the corner of Zhu Yingxi's eyes. He questioned the sky, "Heaven, you have treated my demon race like this, are you going to force me to this point?"

"My Taoist friend once said that we should follow the will of heaven." Zhu Yingxi smiled sadly, "Although I want to go against heaven, my life span has come to an end."

"I will obey God for the last time."

"I am going to make someone from the Xuan Sect attack me. If the contemporary Heavenly Master has the courage and ability to slay a dragon, what's the harm in me giving the world to them?"

"If they don't have it, I will refine all the blood of the Heavenly Masters and then swallow the little dragon alive. Although this will go against the will of heaven and bring about a thunder calamity, it can also extend my life for another thousand years." Zhu Yingxi sneered.

"In these thousand years, I will never do what Heaven wants. I will recreate the night parade of a hundred demons, and demons will once again walk the earth."

"Fortunately, fortunately." Zhu Yingxi sighed softly.

"There are still a few children with backbone and blood in the Xuanmen today."

"I will use my body to give them a chance to thrive." Zhu Yingxi said, "I will attach my last bit of intelligence to the child I like the most."

"He has extraordinary talent and a strong will. If he can refine this strand of dragon blood, he will be able to ascend to heaven in no time. I will also die a worthy death. In the future, I may have the opportunity to rebuild my body."

"Among the other two of the three juniors, one has a deep mind and the other has evil intentions. Fortunately, their feelings are genuine." Zhu Yingxi said, "I only hope that the child can ascend to heaven as soon as possible, so that Xuanmen can be stable for another 500 years."

"Looking at your expression..." Zhu Yingxi shook her head and laughed, "It seems that this is not what I want."

"Forget it." Zhu Yingxi said, "You humans have a saying, 'After I die, who cares about the flood?'"

"People from the outside world..." Half of Zhu Yingxi's body had turned into ink, the color spreading and becoming lighter and lighter. "Don't think that humans are either black or white, and don't underestimate humans."

"They already have the ability to slay dragons, so how can we be sure they don't have the courage to kill gods?"

"Nothingness?" Seeing that Zhu Yingxi's body was about to disappear into nothing, Xitong asked hurriedly.

"Something comes out of nothing, and good times come after bad times." Zhu Yingxi said, "I can only tell you that there is something in the void. Even if I die, I will fight for a future."

"I know it's impossible but I still do it." He sighed softly, and his body turned into ink on the ground. "I have also picked up the habits of humans."

"Your friend left a gift for you." Zhu Yingxi said, "I added a few strokes and gave it to you. Go find it later."

"I had a dream." He waved his long sleeves that flowed like water, like the oldest human being praying to God for a heavy rain, and Zhu Yingxi performed a sacrificial witch dance.

"In the dream, everyone held hands and sang around the fire."

"Zhu Jiuyin, mortal, Hanba, Tianshi, mermaid..."

"I'm dreaming the same dream in my dream."

"The low blossoming trees reflect the small makeup building, and spring enters my brows with two dots of sorrow." Zhu Yingxi seemed to be tapping her knees lightly with her knuckles, humming an ancient tune, "Leaning against the railing with a parrot on her back, thinking about something... without looking back."

"Don't look back."

"Goodbye...Zhu Yingxi." Xitong said in a low voice with a sense of loss.

Xitong stood alone in the long scroll that was about to disappear. He saw three young men walking towards the crater.

"They say that the laws of our ancestors cannot be abolished, and that slaying a dragon is against the will of heaven." The young Mo Jinglan laughed ostentatiously and wantonly, "They also say that they are afraid that the common people will panic when they see a dragon. I think they just don't dare to do it."

"The Psychic Bureau has records that mirages can create illusions. The mirages here are highly skilled and capable of concealing the truth. We will invite the mirages out." Lu He nodded, "Let's see what else they have to say."

"I heard that the celestial masters from Jia, Cheng, Xiahou and several other families all had a hand in this." Mo Jinglan made a gesture of wiping his neck, "Did they just do it?"

"Hey, they are numerous and powerful." Lu He raised his index finger and thumb, "Sneak into the village without firing a gun."

"No problem." Shen Fuguang stood with the sword in his arms, and the shadow of it came out of the sheath half an inch, "I am still short of a few sword puppets under my seat, just right."

"Oh, don't have such dangerous thoughts." Mo Jinglan said jokingly, "How can our famous and upright sect use people as sword puppets? We just happened to pick up a few dead bodies, and they also happened to have practiced mysterious arts."

"All of you stop." Lu He said, "The Psychic Bureau is about to undergo a blood transfusion, and I want to compete for the position of the leader of the righteous path... Do you two understand what I mean?"

"I don't understand." Mo Jinglan replied, "Teacher Lu, what does this mean?"

"Just tell me where to go and who to kill." Shen Fuguang carefully wiped Liuying with a soft cloth without even raising his eyelashes.

"Alas." Lu He held his forehead and said, "I asked you to collect evidence. What's the point of just killing people?"

"The roots of a tree are deep. If we can't bring down the family behind them in one fell swoop, similar things will happen again and again in the future." Lu He put his arms around their shoulders. "Before the fish bites the hook, you need to be patient. Do you understand?"

"Haha." Mo Jinglan laughed dryly, "You are so mean."

"Same here." Lu He looked at Shen Fuguang, "Can you stop wiping your broken sword?"

"By the way, where did you get this sword? The three of us grew up together naked, and we have no idea where you got it from." Mo Jinglan stretched out a finger to touch the scabbard, but Shen Fuguang dodged it in disgust.

"It's what I was born with." Shen Fuguang didn't want to say more. He carefully matched the shadow and jumped down from the crater. "I'll go, and Lu He will keep watch."

"He's Jia Baoyu." Mo Jinglan cursed, "He's not afraid of piercing his father's placenta."

"It's bone hyperplasia." Lu He said, "This is the natural sword bone mentioned in ancient books. We can't compare with it."

"He's a jerk." Mo Jinglan said angrily, "I'll go too, to prevent him from being too reckless."

The scene changed, and Xitong saw a small child beside Zhu Yingxi, who was wearing a long robe. He was dragging a huge giant clam with one hand, and holding a shadow with a human body and a fish tail in his arms.

The little mermaid shrank her head into Zhu Yingxi's shoulder and refused to look up.

Xing Fengchen stroked the mermaid's tail again and again, "Okay, we're home."

The mermaid sobbed, raised its head to look at the plaque of the Love Orphanage, and then shrank back into Zhu Yingxi's arms.

"We have to give him a name." Zhu Yingxi said distressedly, "It's not a solution no matter how we go down."

"Dean, since he can't speak, just call him Yanyan." Xing Fengchen said.

"Yanyan, don't cry."

"Tears are made of pearls. If you keep crying like this, you won't be so beautiful and touching anymore."