No matter how we go around or how we change, we are still following the law of time.
She also thought about whether it would change history if she stopped looking for Wang Ye after a thousand years...
But what is the meaning of change?
A Nian taught her what it means to be a human being.
The underworld taught her what love is.
Maybe sometimes...
People should not live just for themselves. If the world becomes dark and chaotic, does it really make sense to live on by yourself?
Continuously summarizing the memories of the two souls for thousands of years, Xiaosi became more and more confused and looked at the sky in a daze.
"Everything...is life."
Finally, Xiaosi sighed and said.
In the final analysis, she was just a self-centered person.
Everything he did was just to give himself a chance to survive.
Even now, she can still choose another path.
Hide...
Completely hide.
Waiting for the final battle.
Of course, the premise of all this is that it can avoid detection when Wang wakes up.
If the king discovers...
Then he will still become the king's nourishment, a step closer.
It's a bet... a bet that I can hide it.
Or... just fell.
Xiao Si did not expect that after thousands of years of reincarnation, he would be faced with such a ridiculous choice.
"No more hiding..."
"I've been hiding for thousands of years, I'm so tired..."
Xiao Si suddenly laughed at himself, this smile was full of bitterness and fatigue.
After all, the king is still a big mountain pressing in front of him.
It was so terrifying that she didn't even have the courage to resist.
"Forget it, let's just go."
"Hell..."
"Those old guys from the underworld are still waiting for me..."
The moment Xiaosi opened his mouth, the sound was so sweet, like a silver bell ringing in his ears.
As she stretched out her hand, the boning knife appeared in her hand. She looked at it with nostalgia. The next moment, her figure disappeared from the place, as fast as a ghost.
"Today, Po Meng from the underworld will fight to the death and will not retreat!"
A sound suddenly came from the distant sky. The next second, Po Meng had already entered the formation. She was moving very fast. Everywhere she passed, corpses would fall down.
"Ha ha!"
"Fourth sister, I, bah, I thought you were scared!"
Zhong Kui, who had been silent all this time, laughed heartily at this moment: "There are only four people left in our underworld."
"Winning or losing this battle, the underworld should not exist in this world."
"Yaochi and Taoist gates all have a final song when they come to an end."
"How can my underworld be content to be second to others?"
At this moment, Zhong Kui smiled wantonly and moved closer to Cui Jue, Du Ziren and Po Meng.
"Three of the Five Ghost Emperors died in the early years."
"Old Ghost Yang is gone too."
"City God, black and white are impermanent...his grandma's..."
"Today, we will play a big game. Anyway, the subsequent battlefield has nothing to do with us."
"Why don't we just make a big splash?"
"Let them see what the underworld is like!"
Even though he was seriously injured, Zhong Kui's voice was still loud and his eyes were filled with eagerness to move.
Everyone was a little silent.
They knew what Zhong Kui was talking about and the price involved.
"Can!"
"Underworld, live and die together!"
Cui Jue, who had always been silent and behaved extremely elegantly, was the first to speak.
"I have no problem."
"Fourth sister, why don't you leave a root for us in the underworld."
In the dark shadow, Du Ziren's figure flashed past.
Xiaosi smiled and cursed: "Get out."
"I really think your fourth sister is greedy for life and afraid of death."
"A-Nian originally established the Underworld. Over the years, we have not maintained the reputation of the Underworld well. This is all coming to an end. Why don't we shock them?"
"bring it on!"
A few people were laughing as if they were just doing something inconspicuous.
"Hahaha!"
"Fourth sister is mighty!"
Du Ziren smiled and flew high into the sky, dispersing his own black mist. At this time, one of his arms had disappeared, and the Fang Guixi appeared in his only remaining right hand.
"The Emperor's order!"
"Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge."
"The path between life and death cuts off Yin and Yang."
"He did good deeds to save the world, but he got a bad reputation as a vicious god."
"I am sending you the emperor's order today."
"Transform into the underworld with your body and reappear the name of A-Nian."
Du Ziren's voice continued to echo in the air, and the sky suddenly became gloomy, with lightning and thunder.
The shadow of the underworld seemed to appear in the void.
Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge, Eighteen Hells, Ten Summits, Gate of Hell, Reincarnation...
Familiar scenes all reappeared in this shadow, as if they were silently telling the grand occasion of the underworld.
The shadow of the underworld became more and more solid.
In mid-air, the ghost seal belonging to Du Ziren kept turning.
Xiao Si, Zhong Kui, Cui Jue...
Several people landed next to the ghost seal at the same time, stretched out a hand and pressed it on it.
The ghost seal suddenly gave off a dazzling light.
And at this moment, a blurry face appeared in the sky above the underworld.
Ah Nian...
As if seeing that the underworld he had carefully crafted was now in tatters, A-Nian sighed softly, and his eyes fell on Xiaosi and the others.
He seemed to want to say something, with a little nostalgia in his eyes.
but...
But the yin and yang are separated.
When looking towards the heaven again, A Nian's phantom eyes turned cold.
The shadow belonging to Ah Nian seemed to be saying something, but no sound came out.
Soon, one of the immortals froze in place, his face turned pale, and finally fell to the ground. Even if he died, his eyes were wide open, and he had no idea why he died.
The second one, the third one...
The fifth body...
By the time of the sixth person, the shadows of the underworld and A-Nian were extremely dim, as if they could be blown away by a gust of wind.
The bodies of Xiaosi and others have become shriveled up.
Shaky and devoid of any blood.
"No...no way..."
"Five Yaochi, my underworld...the swan song of the underworld..."
"How can it be inferior to... Yaochi!"
Zhong Kui's eyes turned blood red at this moment and he let out a roar, as did several others.
Finally, the sixth immortal fell from mid-air.
Ah Nian turned around, glanced at the four people in the underworld, and showed a smile.
The mouth opens and closes gently.
As if to say...
Thanks for your hard work.
...
The shadow completely dissipated.
Zhong Kui's skin was constantly dry and cracked, and his legs had gradually turned into fly ash, but he looked at the three of them and grinned.
"You... are all willing to call me a talker."
"But I'm just afraid...afraid of losing you, afraid...of not having the chance to say a few more...a few words to you..."
"I...I'm leaving first."
With a relieved smile, Zhong Kui's figure completely disappeared between the world and the world.
"Walking with you all, Cui Jue... no regrets."
Cui Jue bowed to everyone seriously and disappeared.
