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Outside the gate of heaven, a boy in a navy blue robe was waiting there.

Beside him, the white-haired young man knelt down, the moment Ying Zhou stepped out of the gate of heaven, he immediately raised his head, his golden eyes fixed on Ying Zhou, his lips were pursed white, About to have something to say.

Ying Zhou just glanced at him, walked past him without stopping.

Southeast looked back and forth between the two, sighed softly, and followed Ying Zhou.

There are tens of thousands of steps in Jiuchongtian, and Ying Zhou climbed down the steps silently.

Before their figures disappeared, the young man finally couldn't bear it anymore, he staggered up and chased after them, but stopped before the heavenly steps.

"Ying Zhou!" he yelled.

Ying Zhou paused, but finally stopped, and looked back at him with extremely calm eyes.The young man tried his best to see the former tolerance and gentleness, or a little bit of hatred from those deep pupils, but there was nothing.

There are only a few steps between them, and they can walk to him with just a few more steps, but the young man dare not move again, Tianling Gaili is extremely sour, he regrets it very much, but he doesn't know how to tell him about his regret Listen to it every week.

"I..." The young man's eyes were red, his hands were clenched into fists, his shoulders were slightly shrugged, he looked helpless, and his tone was almost begging, "I was wrong, Ying Zhou, don't be angry with me, okay?"

He didn't know what to say, so he could only speak from his heart, hoping that Ying Zhou could forgive him, and that they could go back to the past.

Ying Zhou watched him quietly for a while.

It was only a short period of time, but the boy was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and every breath was stretched.

He felt scared and flustered, afraid that Ying Zhou would not forgive, panicked what would he do if Ying Zhou didn't forgive.

After being in a trance for a long time, Ying Zhou suddenly raised his hand, and pulled out a silver thread from his fingertips, and the other end was connected to his neck. The boy's expression changed, and he closed his eyes subconsciously——

Are you going to hurt him with the life and death contract again?

The boy didn't hide, he thought, if Ying Zhou could be calmed down, he would suffer, no matter how many times, no matter how much pain.

He made a mistake, he shouldn't have trusted Sitong, and almost hurt Ying Zhou.

How could he hurt Ying Zhou?

He was once exiled by his tribe, and was dying in the ice and snow. It was Ying Zhou who rescued him and gave him a place to stay.Even if he has a human body now, regained everything that should belong to him, and even became the king of one side, but for him, from the day Ying Zhou picked him up, the place where Ying Zhou is is his only place. s home.He never thought that one day he would leave Ying Zhou's side, and he shot Xu Boyuan because he couldn't bear Ying Zhou's eyes without him, he and Ying Zhou should only belong to each other——

Yes, Ying Zhou should belong to him.

Xu Boyuan died, should he be the only one left in Ying Zhou's eyes in the future?

However, the pain is long in the future.

The young man opened his eyes apprehensively, and saw that the silver thread that used to tie him and Ying Zhou was broken.

It was cut off by Ying Zhou himself.

The young man panicked, trembling all over, gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean?"

Ying Zhou turned around.

He was obviously seriously injured, and there was still a bubbling purple gas on his left chest, and his steps were unsteady, and he walked very slowly.

"Ying Zhou!" The young man hurried down the steps, "Stop! Make it clear! What do you mean?!"

Obviously only so close, but no matter how hard he chased, he couldn't catch up. He reached out to grab Ying Zhou's lapel, which was in front of his eyes, but it was in vain.

Ying Zhou's voice came from the slight wind, far away and unreachable.

He said: "Bai Xian, the life-and-death contract has been broken. After today, you will have nothing to do with me, Bu Zhoushan."

The boy froze in place because of this sentence.

He thought that Ying Zhou might not be able to forgive him easily, but he never thought that Ying Zhou would be so decisive.

No more... connection.

why?

Because of Xu Boyuan?

He has been by Ying Zhou's side for 700 years, day and night, day and night, from Buzhou Mountain to Nanling Island, from the world to Jiuchonghea, is there any place where he does not accompany Ying Zhou.

With all these countless companions added together, is it even inferior to one Xu Boyuan?

Looking down from the sky, the black gap on the mountains and rivers in Buzhou divides the earth into two halves.

In the middle of tens of thousands of steps, Ying Zhou stopped and stared at the abyss, while Dongnan waited quietly behind him.

It doesn't look that big from the sky, but if you get closer, you will find that it is a gap that no one can bridge.

Ying Zhou stood for a long time, condescending.

"Dongnan," he asked softly after a long time, "am I being selfish?"

Southeast paused, "Why did the tiger say that?"

Ying Zhou raised one corner of his mouth and smiled, "It's nothing, just treat it as nonsense."

The smile was helpless and desolate, bitter and difficult, but the aura on his body was much softer than when he came here. Dongnan was slightly startled, and listened to Zhou:

"After you go back, guard the mountains with the northwest, let the monsters who want to leave let them go, and those who want to stay, the barrier of Buzhou Mountain is enough to protect you."

He stood in the middle of the sky and the earth, and said calmly: "The landslide in Buzhou was my fault, but I don't have much magic power, so I can only use this body to fill the mountain, Southeast, you..."

"Tiger." Southeast interrupted him.

Ying Zhou looked sideways at him.

They are above the nine heavens, everything is under their feet, and the faint wails of wild beasts are sent in the wind, making this moment of silence a sense of farewell for no reason.

Southeast sighed, "Tiger, let me go."

Ying Zhou's pupils shrank, "No..."

"Just because I had time to tell the tiger, Dongnan saw Tianchen Siming outside the gate of the main hall," Dongnan rolled up his sleeves, and bowed to him, "Siming said, the tiger is pregnant with the spirit fetus, It is the key to whether we can survive the catastrophe of the Three Realms, and Dongnan was born with destiny for this moment."

He doesn't have much emotion, he can't understand the grief in Ying Zhou's eyes, and he can't understand what Si Ming said, but Ying Zhou gave him life, he is his master, he can do everything for Ying Zhou, as long as Ying Zhou needs it.

Even if Si Ming doesn't say it, he is willing to do it.

Probably this is the so-called destiny, everyone is doomed to their own path, even if they know the ending, they are powerless to change it.

"Northwest has a quick temper. Only him and the tiger will be left in the mountains. Southeast is actually not at ease." Southeast smiled with the corners of his eyes bent, and the snowflake under his left eye was shining brightly. "But if only me and Northwest , I wouldn’t want to come to the Northwest, so let me go.”

Although they are twins, Southeast is much calmer than Northwest, and Ying Zhou has never seen him smile.

This is the first time and the last time.

At the next moment, Dongnan jumped forward and fell straight to the ground from a height of ten thousand feet!

"southeast--!"

The hem of Southeast's clothes brushed against Ying Zhou's fingertips, his hoarse cry was drowned in the roaring wind, he faced the sky, and fell into the dark depths of the rift valley.

Only the little light under the corner of the eye, shining like a star before dawn, cuts through the endless darkness. In the violent vibration, the tiny light bursts out countless blue ice crystals, which quickly condense along the rock walls on both sides of the abyss. Splendid and huge ice flowers bloomed, freezing the cracked earth together——

The shaking of the earth finally stopped, and the collapsed mountains were as calm as ever.

Only that ice valley is like a dragon soaring to the end of the world.

—— "Bao Zhou" Volume [-]: Heaven and Earth——

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The author has something to say: Too many things have happened from the beginning of the article to the present. I write on and off, knowing that the writing is not good, the outline is all deviated, and it is too messy. I want to write a more A good story, but not enough energy.

The psychological analysis of the characters, the cohesion of the plot, and the details are not in place, and we can only rely on everyone's understanding. If you have some thoughts between the lines, why not write them out and tell me, let me know that I have conveyed something I want to convey Stuff, more than anything else, encourages me, grateful.

Today is also catching a flight back to Japan from China, and there will be a morning meeting tomorrow morning. The little angels in the group know that I am very busy. After writing the article, I almost have no private time. I have to wait until 3 o’clock every day to go to bed.Then the results of the article have been very bad. The last article was unable to sign the contract, and this article was unable to enter v. Sometimes I would ask myself what I was insisting on.

Of course, although I asked countless times, I finally persisted, and now the daily update is basically restored. I really grit my teeth and write.For everyone's one-sentence comments, for a very trivial hobby, I have to write it down no matter what!

Okay, I’m being hypocritical again, anyway, this is the end of the first volume, see you tomorrow for the second volume =3=

In addition, "I Got It" is now playing next door, so I beg the little angels to watch and refill