I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

This time, Liu Liu was silent for a long time, and when she spoke again, her voice was already tearful.

"Host, go back, go back to your world."

Sang Nian whispered:

"But there's one thing I haven't done yet."

"what?"

She looked in the direction of Xiaohuashan and curved her eyes.

From that day on, Xiaohua Mountain had one more mountain master.

Legend has it that she has white hair and a deep red divine seal between her eyebrows, and is a god who has lost herself in this world.

Legend has it that she has been looking for someone, someone who has never existed in this world.

Legend has it that she never shed tears.

The five hundred thousand Zhuyu people worship her as their leader and follow her to practice magic every day.

The Zhu Yu clan was born with powerful spiritual power, and under her careful teaching day after day, countless great masters were soon born.

They carefully learned the human language, and with the help of Xiao Zhuochen, the two tribes successfully established diplomatic relations and made a vow of non-aggression.

A thousand years have passed since all this was done.

"The oath cannot last forever."

In the far north, Sang Nian was talking to two snow rabbits:

"But there's only so much I can do."

"They have to walk the rest of the way on their own."

As she said this, she patted one of the rabbits on the head:

"Don't you think so, Xie Xiaochuan?"

No one responded. She was used to it. She brushed off the snow foam on her skirt and stood up.

"I go first."

After saying this, she took a step forward without any hesitation and returned to Xiaohua Mountain.

Liuliu and Xiaoqi were eating melon seeds. When they saw her coming back, they all flew over:

"Master, your hands are so cold."

Xiao Qi said: "I'll cover it for you."

Liu Liu also said earnestly:

"I picked some grapes for you. They are so sweet."

Sang Nian picked up a grape and suddenly asked:

"Do you think there is really a person named Xie Chenzhou in the world?"

Liu Liu and Xiao Qi looked at each other and repeated the answer they had already repeated tens of thousands of times:

"some."

Sang Nian said to himself:

"Then why does no one else remember him except us?"

Liu Liu peeled the grapes for her silently, her eyes full of sadness.

A thousand years is too long.

As time went by, Sang Nian's memory of Xie Chenzhou faded away bit by bit.

She often asked herself and the people around her, is Xie Chenzhou really a person in the world?

Did he really exist?

But the two snow rabbits in the far north, Liuliu and Xiaoqi, and Xiao Zhuochen, told her over and over again -

Yes.

So she would go to the Far North every year to see the two rabbits.

——That seemed to be the only trace left by Xie Chenzhou.

Later, there was an avalanche and the rabbit was gone.

She began to ask herself and others, who is Xie Chenzhou?

Xiao Zhuochen, who was already the leader of the Immortal Alliance, rushed there overnight and made two identical ones.

She stopped asking.

She knew that was not her snow rabbit.

She began to ask about the ring on her finger, the ashes in the shell, and the fireflies among the grass.

Liu Liu was speechless.

Xiao Zhuochen was also silent.

She changed her words:

"Please don't die, okay?"

She grabbed Xiao Zhuochen's sleeve, looking panicked:

"If you die, I will be the only one who remembers him."

"Then how can I prove that he once existed in this world?"

"..."

Xiao Zhuochen turned his head away and said after a long while:

"Sang Nian, why don't you cry?"

Sang Nian said:

"Xie Chenzhou doesn't want me to be sad, doesn't want me to cry - Hey, who is Xie Chenzhou?"

Xiao Zhuochen turned and left.

Liuliu placed his wings on top of Sang Nian's head and told her skillfully and patiently:

"Xie Chenzhou, Xie Chenzhou was the person you liked before."

Sang Nian: "Does he like me?"

"like."

"Do I still like him now?"

“…Maybe I like it too.”

"Oh, where is he?"

"..."

Another spring has passed.

Sang Nian's time has finally come.

An unexpected person came to Xiaohuashan.

Flowers and trees are lush and green. A young man in brocade clothes, with a Changli sword on his waist, walks into the house step by step, covered in golden sunlight.

People around whispered:

"Who is this?"

"He is the world's number one swordsman, Grandmaster Shen Mingchao, how could you not know him?"

"It turned out to be him. No wonder no one tried to stop him."

……

Shen Mingchao stood beside the couch, staring down at the white-haired woman with cold sweat on her forehead.

He is already a world-famous grandmaster and is no longer as crybaby as he was when he was young.

But the moment she called his name, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Sang Nian smiled at him:

"I remember you. Your name is Shen Mingchao."

Shen Mingchao squatted down, held her thin hand, and smiled palely:

"I remember you too. You are Sang Nian."

Sang Nian: "That's right."

Shen Mingchao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his head and said:

"I'm sorry...I thought of you so late."

Sang Nian suddenly propped herself up and leaned over to look at his face:

"Oh, you're crying?"

"..."

Shen Mingchao tried to curl his lips at her:

"I'm sick of you."

Sang Nian sighed:

"Now you are the best swordsman in the world, why are you still crying so miserably like before?"

Shen Mingchao's eyes were filled with sadness:

"Yes, I am number one in the world now."

She blinked sleepily:

"Congratulations, you have achieved your wish."

Shen Mingchao said nothing.

Her body temperature gradually cooled down, and finally, she said:

"Take care, my friend."

The sound of the bell gradually grew louder, and the Zhuyu tribe members all around whimpered softly. Hundreds of fiery red pheasants circled above the wooden house, wailing and crying.

Suddenly, purple clouds gradually spread across the eastern sky, and colorful clouds were like satin, and a magnificent rainbow bridge slowly descended from the sky.

The girl stepped onto the bridge lightly, holding her skirt, and looked back with a smile.

Her black hair flows like a waterfall, and her cheeks are as beautiful as flowers.

Someone exclaimed:

"The Master of Xiaohua Mountain has completed his merits and returned to the God Realm!"

At this moment, countless beings in the world of immortal cultivation knelt down at the same time and watched her leave devoutly.

There were waves of calls.

Congratulations.

Only Shen Mingchao stared blankly in the direction where she disappeared, still tightly holding that cold and stiff hand, refusing to let go.

After a long time, the world-famous Grand Master closed his eyes and spoke softly:

"I should have known not to be the best in the world."

He suddenly burst into tears:

“I don’t want to be number one in the world anymore.”

"Xiao Sang, take me with you."

Old friends are gone forever.

We will never meet again.

……