Over the next few days, Diefang and her friends happened to follow Haotian, who was masked, to watch the Shen family's competition. In the end, they discovered that these young people were not worth their attention at all.
Several times during this period, Haotian observed Diefang and the others' expressions to see if there was anyone in the Shen family they had their eye on. However, they all seemed indifferent, but when they met his gaze, they instantly became radiant and blushed.
Looking at their innocent eyes as they looked at him, Haotian thought, "Let's leave..."
Maybe five or six years? Or maybe two or three years, or even less than half a year. All she knows is that she doesn't have much time left.
I don't have much time to spend with them, and all their feelings for me will fade with time.
One's impression of oneself and one's appearance will eventually fade away.
She will disappear... Everyone will forget her one day, and even if it's just a casual recollection after dinner, it will only be a sigh.
Life is like this; we are destined to be hurt by separation, and in the end, we live on with scars.
During the days that Xiao Hei disappeared, he tried every possible method, and what he did even shocked countless powerful figures throughout the world.
Finally, having exhausted all other options, she returned to Haotian's side in dejection once again.
When Haotian saw Xiaohei's sad appearance, he couldn't help but cup her face in his hands.
"Don't look so down. It doesn't look good. Just try to think more positively. Joys and sorrows are inevitable, it's a constant in life, it's a theorem."
Haotian knew very well that her life was like a dazzling firework.
In Xiao Hei's world, although Xiao Hei has always been by his side, his own life is still the shortest period of Xiao Hei's life.
It's like throwing a pebble into a vast ocean; it will create ripples, but the water will eventually return to calm.
Whenever Haotian thought of this, his heart felt empty.
Yes... one day she will leave, and now she just wants to do what she wants to do.
With the support of Diefang and the others, she no longer cared about the future.
Because I will eventually disappear and lose everything, and the future Heavenly Dao body will have no relation to me.
Haotian glanced at Diefang and the others who were playfully fighting. If she hadn't made those plans earlier, she probably would still have wanted to raise a few personal disciples, but she might not have bothered with them as much as she did back then.
Finally, Xiao Hei couldn't resist hugging Haotian, who was sitting quietly there, and began to squeeze and deform him.
That enormous thing even completely submerged Haotian's neck.
Haotian felt an overwhelming warmth that made it hard to breathe. He struggled slightly and raised his head.
You can't see it, only wisps of black hair obscuring Xiao Hei's expression.
One drop, two drops... a few tears fell onto Haotian's face...
She sat up slightly, reached out and put her arm around Xiao Hei's waist, and this time, sat down again, letting Xiao Hei sit on her lap.
Haotian comforted Xiao Hei like a baby, letting him lean on his shoulder and sob softly.
Black hair and white hair intertwined...
"How big of a dragon is it? Why are you crying like a little girl? Aren't you ashamed?"
Little Black only felt warmth.
Like the last warmth in a bottomless abyss, like the last campfire in a snow-covered forest.
Xiao Hei was filled with sorrow for Haotian, completely unaware that Haotian had begun to comfort her like a child.
When Haotian saw Xiao Hei crying and confused, he couldn't help but want to tease him. What tricks could that dragon tail possibly play?
Just a little bit, let's enjoy the last bit of our true selves...
Originally, Xiao Hei had experienced too many partings, but unfortunately, when facing her old friends, she only felt sorrow in her heart, because her lifespan destined her to endure a lot of wear and tear.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death are ordained by Heaven and cannot be changed by anyone. Even she herself knew that when she saw Haotian again, she would be very, very sad.
But when he finally saw that beneath Haotian's charming exterior lay an empty, numb, desperate, sad, and broken heart, his eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.
Perhaps it was because they had witnessed Haotian's life, his life filled with countless hardships and tribulations, and his eventual despairing end that their sorrowful emotions, like a powder keg, stirred up memories sealed away over the years.
That day, although it wasn't evening yet, Haotian carried Xiao Hei into the room and set up an array.
Yes, an old quirk has resurfaced in her mind.
Haotian has a special constitution, naturally possessing a body fragrance, which can even have a calming and sleep-inducing effect when his constitution is activated.
This has allowed many people to quietly lie down, including Xiao Hei, who was emotionally distraught this time.
But looking at Xiao Hei, who was crying her eyes out on the bed, and listening to her muttering in her sleep that it was all her fault and that there was no hope...
Perhaps, at this moment, they are no longer good brothers, but good sisters.
Just as Haotian was about to leave, Xiaohei, fast asleep, once again murmured in his sleep.
"No...don't leave me all alone again..."
Haotian's steps came to an abrupt halt...
...
That evening, Haotian chased Diefang and the others away, not even letting them into her room, because she wanted to spend some time with Xiaohei...
As night fell, Xiao Hei lay on top of her, no longer talking in its sleep, and began to breathe steadily.
Haotian's thoughts drifted into the distance once more.
When she completely loses her true self, she will possess the rules that have been followed for countless years to change everything in the world.
Fusheng Ruo... was originally an ancient dragon.
They were originally in love, but due to the whims of fate, one of them was trapped in the cycle of reincarnation, while the other was trapped in endless waiting and anticipation.
The distribution of lifespan in the world is too uneven.
Even if a human reaches the pinnacle of cultivation, they only have two or three thousand years of life. However, only a very few exceptionally talented individuals can enjoy these two or three thousand years because reproduction is not difficult, with a new generation emerging almost every decade.
Even the highest-ranking elves, like the High Priests, only have a lifespan twice that of humans. However, their reproductive capacity is extremely low. The birth of each elf is almost a condensation of the power of their forest.
And the ancient dragon race...
For thousands of years, no new generation has been born, and their lifespan is terrifyingly long, equal to that of the heavens, making their lifespan a huge loophole.
She wants to rewrite these rules.
Life is short, and all things should be roughly the same.
The ability to reproduce should be linked solely to strength, and lifespan should not be subject to excessive wear and tear due to the special nature of a race.
Creatures with exceptional talent should naturally face a more difficult path to advancement...
In the darkness, Haotian felt the warmth emanating from Xiao Hei holding her, and a soft whisper rang out.
"I will end your suffering, I promise..."
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