Qizi

The spaceship landed on the wide apron, the hatch slowly opened, Ling Xiao walked out steadily with the bottle in his arms, and Xiao Hui followed two steps behind.

After setting foot on the land of Tianxiu again, only Xiao Hui heard Ling Xiao bow his head and whisper to the soul in his arms: "Yingfeng, we're home."

Both sides were filled with people, first the soldiers, then various civil servants, and finally the general public.Ling Xiao walked along the path formed by the crowd, and brought his hero back to their land.

Fu Yao was waiting for him at the end of the aisle.

"You did a great job."

"Fortunately not humiliated."

Ling Xiao opened the lid, and Yingfeng's soul jumped out of it, but it didn't fly away, staying beside Ling Xiao, refusing to leave for a long time.

"Okay, I'll go to you when I take care of something," Ling Xiao patted its head symbolically, "Good boy."

Only then did Yingfeng's soul head towards the purification pool, and Huo Luo also led the person brought back from Mars.

"We were still a step late, and gradually transformed Tyre, but it seems that he failed, and he has become like this now."

Tire's crimson pupils have not changed, but human emotions have completely disappeared from his eyes, as if he has become a lone star in another sense.

Tai Ruo held his brother's clothes tightly at the side, "We have destroyed all the codes, and no one will be able to create a lone star in the future. People in Huosu are afraid that the history of Tianxiu will repeat itself in Huosu, so brother is not allowed to do this." The monster stays there, I can only bring him here."

He tentatively asked, "Can we stay, please?"

Fu Yao first looked at his expressionless elder brother, then at his anxious younger brother, and the descendants of ancient Tiansu people and Huosu people with different looks behind him, and nodded in agreement.

"This is your home," he said. "Welcome back."

The curator of the museum also came, and Ling Xiao solemnly handed over Bingcan and Hongmao's dagger and the missing stone to him.

"I heard that Yingfeng's dagger and mine are also in the museum?"

"Yes."

"Can you put it with ours?"

"of course."

Ling Xiao's mission was over, and he let out a long sigh of relief, "It's a pity that Yuji and Shuangfeng didn't have anything left."

"We've made statues of them, and heroes will always be remembered."

Ling Xiao followed Fu Yao to the direction of the soul tree.

"What happened to the soul recovered by Huo Su?"

"It has been remodeled and cultivated. In another ten years, it will wake up and become the same person as us."

Ling Xiao said with emotion, "There are so many young ones at once, even Bikong has to expand his enrollment."

"Leave that kind of thing to Tayun to have a headache."

"The principal returned to Bikong?"

"Together with Feijing, but they require at least two months of travel leave every year."

Ling Xiao laughed, "It really fits Feijing's style."

When they came to the tree, the tree of souls had been replanted. It was unknown if the water and soil in the backyard of the church were not right. The replanted saplings grew rapidly, and overnight they grew into a big tree that could only be surrounded by one person.

"It's so different from before I left." Ling Xiao was a little suspicious, "Is this really the same tree?"

"It's the tree that grows from your peach pit."

Ling Xiao was a little embarrassed, and covered it up by raising his head, but made a happy discovery.

"Look! There!"

Fu Yao followed him to look over, and among the dense branches, a small inconspicuous blue spot shone in the sunlight.

"Is it a soul?" Ling Xiao asked excitedly, "Is that so?"

"It does look so." Fu Yao couldn't help but smile.

"It's great that a new soul is growing..."

Everyone looked up and saw the hope of this planet growing there. As long as the hope is still growing, their beliefs will be passed on from generation to generation.

"Fu Yao, this person has something to tell you."

The two turned around and saw Nie Yun escorting Zhuyue coming over, followed by a fake pillow crane.

Zhuyue's hatred for Ling Xiao has not diminished, but there is a magnanimity in her eyes that sees through everything.

"What else do you want to say?" Fu Yao asked him.

Zhuyue glanced at the luminous body among the branches with disdain, "I have a request before I die."

"What request?"

"I don't want to be reborn on this continent anymore, give me eternity."

"Okay," Fu Yao agreed swiftly, "Please."

"Don't bother," Zhuyue refused to go to the Nightmare Hall, "I want to leave where the sun can shine."

Fu Yao also agreed, and turned to Nie Yun to order, "Turn off the lights."

Nie Yun said a few words to the terminal, and the lighthouse in the distance gradually went out. Immediately, someone stepped forward and injected a liquid symbolizing death into his neck.

Zhuyue looked around the land he had lived in, and finally landed on the pillowed crane that he created.

The pillow crane, which has no human emotions, watched indifferently as its former master was executed.

Zhuyue raised her hand with the last strength and touched the familiar face, but there was no familiar expression on this face.

"I'm going to be out of my wits, you won't feel a little bit sad, will you?"

Zhenhe stared at him indifferently, without frowning.

Zhuyue let go of her hand in disappointment, his soul was torn apart, and he left forever this world that left him no attachment.

The lights of the lighthouse were turned on again, illuminating the land, and illuminating the path of reincarnation for its true people.

Ling Xiao still has two last things to worry about, "Hongmao and Bingcan died because of the peacekeeping forces."

"Don't worry," Fu Yao assured him, "I will seek justice for them."

He changed the language again, "And Xiao Hui..."

"Leave it on me," Holo patted his chest, "I'll guarantee him to pass Level [-] of Langsuyu in a month."

Xiao Hui looked at him tearfully, wanted to persuade him to stay but didn't say anything.

"That's good." Ling Xiao didn't have any unfulfilled wishes, so he stretched long.

"I should go too."

In the Nightmare Hall, Yu Quan asked him routinely.

"Have you really decided to do this?"

Ling Xiao answered irrelevantly, "I knew I would definitely get two injections in my life."

He thought about it again, "Now I can very well understand Ling Xing's mood before leaving. The lonely star fell, and the third life was cold. This is the first life. How can I feel relieved about the future Yingfeng."

"Ling Xing said that only we can bear him, and I think so. His character is so bad, and I'm ashamed to let him harm others again."

"This kind of Yingfeng, I should keep it for myself."

Cold liquid was injected into his body.

"Are there any regrets in this life?"

A white mist shrouded Ling Xiao's eyes, and the voice seemed to come from another world far away.

Sorry...

He closed his eyes, and the things he had experienced in this life played backwards before his eyes like a marquee.

The farewell journey of Huosu, the time jump of 4000 years, the short sweetness of Yutian, the mutual enemies of Bikong...

If there is any regret...

The camera has already jumped to Bikong. On that rooftop, the young Ling Xiao jumped down from the high platform and landed right in front of the equally young Yingfeng.

"Now that someone volunteers his heart and soul, but you don't accept it, what kind of person are you looking for?"

Yingfeng, who had always ignored Ling Xiao, frowned rarely.

"I don't know, if you take the initiative to donate your heart and soul, maybe I will think about it."

The person who made him fall in love for the first time but didn't know it had a green face.

Ling Xiao's thoughts drifted over, staring at him affectionately for the last time.

I would.

Yingfeng was startled, "Why are you crying?"

The fledgling Ling Xiao mechanically touched his face, and it was really wet to the touch. He stared blankly at the liquid on his fingertips, and more and more tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

He fled in despair and didn't notice Yingfeng's unconsciously raised hand behind him. Only Ling Xiao's thoughts could see this scene in full view. If he hadn't left in a hurry, would the two of them have recognized each other earlier? Clear each other's minds?

He leaned over and rubbed his lips on the other's fingers obsessively.

Yingfeng stared blankly at his hand, as if he had the illusion of being kissed.

There is no regret anymore, for the first time, Ling Xiao walked in the direction he should go, and left without any worries.