Finally, it is a cruel yet beautiful word.

The toasting before a banquet ends, the blessings and requests before a battle begins, the confessions of love before students graduate... Why do these things have to be done at the last minute?

Because after the banquet, the friends who toasted each other will go their separate ways, saying they will get together sometime but they will never have time;

Because after the battle begins, the comrades who wish for good luck and ask for last wishes may not live to see the end of the battle. Those who survive can only bear the blessings and requests of the dead.

Because after students graduate, those friends they have known for many years and classmates they have had a crush on for many years may become strangers in the circle of friends, and when they meet again, they can only give a polite smile.

They all know that the so-called "finally" means "if you don't do it now, you will never have another chance" and "if you miss it, there will be no next time."

At the same time, it is the last and best chance. All the things that happened in the past, all the emotions that have been generated, and the countless impressions left have been deeply settled. The bad things are hidden and decomposed, and the good memories become more rich and sweet.

And at the last moment, the impulse in people's hearts will reach its peak, and their emotions will be brewing to a boiling point.

In order to avoid leaving any regrets about their past, some people will follow this conscious instinct and vent all their emotions, just seeking an unforgettable echo, and they will be satisfied even if the result is not good.

Yun Wangshu is such a person.

At 1:53 in the middle of the night, in the luxurious suite on the 20th floor of Hua'an International Hotel in Luohu District, Shenyuan City, the sound of glass shattering suddenly occurred!

In the suite next to them, the white-haired big man Ba, who was sleeping on the bed, and the little bald man who was lying on Ba were awakened at the same time. They hurried to the French window and saw a flying shadow in white flying over the Diwang Building like an electric shock device in the air and flying towards the Vientiane City!

There seemed to be a fire in the residential area on the other side of Vientiane City, and the black smoke and flames were clearly visible in the night sky. Most importantly, they saw a huge monster wrapped in flames emerging from the smoke and flames. Even at a straight-line distance of more than 600 meters, it was still clearly visible!

“The source of chaos! It’s an extremely powerful source of chaos!” The little bald guy rode on Ba’s head, staring without blinking, and patted Ba’s head vigorously: “Baba, hurry up and take out your phone to take a picture! If you post it online, I’ll be famous!”

Ba ignored him and looked at the source of the fire in the distance with a serious expression. The little bald man couldn't help but get anxious: "Oh Baba, if I get rich, will I still treat you badly? By then, I will live in a villa of several hundred square meters, eat a table full of spicy crabs, drink a whole swimming pool of Sprite, and I will definitely not forget you. You will be the security captain of my villa..."

Ba was annoyed by him and pointed to the road in the distance. The little bald man looked carefully and found that there were already many vehicles parked on the road outside the fire. Some of them looked like live broadcast vehicles. Some people were carrying heavy cameras to record the source of the fire disaster at close range. They were probably reporters.

Moreover, the nearby residential buildings were also brightly lit, and many people were crowding at the windows to take pictures of the disaster scene. The little bald man also heard all kinds of chaotic noises coming from all over the hotel.

The little bald guy pouted, knowing that he couldn't monopolize the news, shook his legs on Ba's shoulders, and said, "Ba, go back to sleep!"

Tomoe ignored him and continued looking into the distance.

At this moment, the head had already taken shape, nearly a hundred meters tall, like a fire tyrant walking out of a fantasy game. Suddenly, his fist as big as a basketball court smashed heavily to the ground!

The crisp sound of golden swords resounded through the night sky of Abyss City, followed by a deep, low roar. An ice-blue flame condensed in the air, and a crescent-shaped blade nearly tens of meters long slashed up from bottom to top, instantly cutting off half of the Fire Tyrant's body!

"Cold Flame Primordial Chaos roars with the might of the Heavenly Lord!"

Three voices sounded at the same time. Ba and the little bald man turned around and found that Changsheng from the next room had come over here at some point. His thin and cold face was full of disbelief at the moment: "I just felt a familiar breath... It turned out to be him. No wonder Yun Wangshu flew out directly..."

The Cold Flame Primordial Chongying Roaring Heavenly Venerable Force was not difficult to identify, not to mention that the spiritual energy fluctuations that erupted in the distance far exceeded those of ordinary cultivators. And there was only one person in the world who possessed both of these qualities.

Ren Han, the dead man summoned back from the underworld by the Immortal Palace.

The ancient Ren Han, the sixth-generation head of the Han Ren family.

Yun Wangshu's heart is devoted to his lover Ren Han.

At this time, Ba hesitated slightly: "He, doesn't seem to have white clothes...?"

…

Four rounds of cold flames and full-moon slashes cut off the Fire Tyrant's hands and feet. Even though it had no physical body and could rely on spiritual energy to quickly restore its body, the icy flames at the broken parts kept burning its wounds, preventing it from recovering its limbs!

The Flame Tyrant roared in impotence and rage, but its body involuntarily knelt down and fell towards the residential area below it, causing countless exclamations from the nearby people - with its flaming body of nearly 100 meters in length, it would surely cause heavy casualties if it fell!

Suddenly, a huge ice flame hammer emerged from the air and hit the Fire Tyrant's head slowly but with great force!

The Flame Tyrant's skull exploded, and its body fell to the other side of the deserted park area. Then, several icy flames slashed at it, causing the Flame Tyrant's body to burst into flames. But because it had lost its head, it couldn't even shout, like a delicate flower being ravaged by a violent storm.

A second before it hit the ground, a figure cushioned it and blocked its fall with a shield, allowing it to land with minimal damage.

"Ren Han!"

Using a small wooden round shield to support the terrifying body of the Fire Tyrant, holding an axe hammer that could be used to crush skulls and chop wood, Ren Han, who was wearing ancient Chinese robes, turned his head and saw a beautiful figure standing on the grass not far away.

She was wearing a white dress as bright as the moon, which further highlighted her fair body, which was whiter than snow; her hair, as black as a waterfall, was tied up with a jade hairpin, leaving only two strands draped over her shoulders.

The fairy in white stands on this side, and the shield warrior fairy stands on that side.

It was like going back to the night we met two thousand years ago.

"I dressed up as your favorite look." Yun Wangshu lifted the black hair beside his ear a little embarrassedly. If the little bald man saw this look, he would definitely doubt that this world was fake. "After I transformed, my face is still very similar to before. I can look the same as before with a little dressing up. But the clothes are more troublesome. I have to design them myself and ask someone to make them."

"Two thousand years have passed. I have changed a little bit. I wonder if you have changed."

Ren Han did not speak. Yun Wangshu looked at him, took a deep breath and continued, "At that time, I missed the last chance. When I came to the Ren family again, it was a hundred years after you and I separated... The Ren family was gone.

I once hoped that you could defeat fate, but in the end you still lost to fate. So I, who had just woken up for a day, fell into a long sleep again... until now.

In my long life and my acquaintance with you, I have come to realize one thing - the spirit of the earth has its limits.

So, I became a human, and then I thought about practicing hard, surpassing you in the past, surpassing the immortals, until I could meet you again... I didn't expect that the Immortal Palace would resurrect you first."

"I'm so happy."

Yun Wangshu looked at Ren Han and exhaled softly: "After the exchange of spirits, I asked you once in the last moments of my sleep."

"But before I could wait for a reply, I turned into an earth spirit and fell asleep."

"Ren Han, let me ask you again, you——"

The Fire Tyrant, who had been listening to the chattering of the two insects, finally grew a head and immediately interrupted their boring conversation with a flaming roar. A flaming fireball was brewing in his mouth, ready to explode the insects in front of him!

"Noisy."

Along with the cold and murderous words, the moonlight from the bright moon hanging high in the sky suddenly became heavy and sharp, focusing on the Flame Tyrant. The parts of its body illuminated by the moonlight were instantly pierced by thousands of swords, and the moonlight cut a full layer of its body!

"Li Sao": "Wangshu in front is the pioneer, and Feilian behind is the follower."

Wangshu is the moon chariot.

However, at this moment, Ren Han blinked and released his left hand that was supporting the Flame Tyrant.

Without support, the Fire Tyrant's huge body naturally fell to the ground without a doubt. Yun Wangshu, who had wanted to rush over, had to stop and watch the loud noises exploding from the Fire Tyrant's body.

Yun Wangshu did not stop casting spells, letting the murderous moonlight press against the Flame Tyrant. After more than a minute, the Flame Tyrant, whose body was getting smaller and smaller, finally roared unwillingly and completely turned into flying smoke and dissipated.

Ba, Changsheng and Little Baldy had arrived during this time and saw that there was nothing left at the place where the Fire Tyrant disappeared except for the charred ground and burnt flowers, plants and park benches.

Changsheng walked over and observed the ground. Ba looked at Yun Wangshu, who was standing quietly aside. The little bald man riding on Ba's head opened and closed his mouth, and opened and closed it again, as if he wanted to say something but stopped. He wanted to say something but still wanted to. His expression was extremely conflicted, as if he wanted to die but was afraid of death.

The little bald man finally gritted his teeth, with a look of "the wind whistles and the Yi River is cold", took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, and turned on the camera mode...

Fortunately, this phone has anti-shake function, otherwise everything would be blurry in this state - the little bald man couldn't help but give a thumbs up to this high-tech product.

At this time, the little bald man saw Yun Wangshu turning his head to look at him, and he mustered up all his courage and pressed the camera button!

However, Yun Wangshu chuckled and asked softly, "Am I beautiful?"

The little bald guy was stunned and nodded stupidly: "Beautiful."

Yun Wangshu reached out and took his cell phone. The little bald man then let go of the heavy stone in his heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I never expected that this evil star would change his personality after changing his clothes! Haha, I won't be beaten this time...

Bang!

The little bald guy riding on Ba's head was slammed into the ground. He pulled his head out of the ground, spit out the dirt in his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Why are you hitting me again!"

"Because you didn't take a good picture, the picture is blurry." Yun Wangshu said expressionlessly.

It’s because I was too scared and my hands were shaking so badly. If you had told me earlier, I would have taken good pictures!

Ba looked at Yun Wangshu and asked in a muffled voice, "Nothing?"

"It's okay." Yun Wangshu smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "Ren Han, that coward, got away with it again."

"But it doesn't matter. He still remembers me. I am satisfied as long as I can confirm this."

Yun Wangshu tilted his head and closed his eyes, as if recalling something: "As long as he is still in this world, as long as I am still in this world, then we will have countless opportunities to meet each other."

"If we miss this time, we will have the next time."

Yun Wangshu clenched his hands, placed them in front of his chest, and whispered: "Anyway, this is definitely not the last chance..."

Changsheng walked back, glanced at Yun Wangshu, and asked, "Do you need him so much? Can't you live well by yourself?"

"I'm asking, if you have the chance to see Guan Changsheng again, would you give up?"

Changsheng's tone froze, and he retorted: "He and I are comrades who fought side by side, how can we be the same!?"

"He and I are lovers who have blended our souls together. He is much better than you." Yun Wangshu snorted. However, he still has a chance to see Ren Han again, but Changsheng has no chance. Moreover, Changsheng is a knife with no brains. It is normal for him to speak without emotional intelligence.

Therefore, he also forgave Changsheng and did not continue to attack, but replied softly:

"I can't do it alone."

"I just can't live without him."

…

…

"I haven't slept. Not since a day."

Two people were lying on the right side of the bed in the bedroom of the couple's suite at Shiramizugawa Onsen Ryokan.

Ren Suo looked at Qiao Muyi under the quilt, nodded thoughtfully, wrapped the quilt tightly, stretched out his hand and held the slightly trembling Qiao Muyi in his arms.

"I won't leave. If you're scared, just hold me and sleep." Ren Suo said softly, "Although I can't protect you if we compare our fighting abilities, it will be more reassuring for us to sleep together."

"Nothing will happen tonight, just sleep peacefully."

Ren Suo naturally didn't wear "listening headphones" when he slept, so he could only hear Qiao Muyi's very brief response: "Afraid."

Are you afraid that I will run away? Are you afraid that the Spirit Hall will come to check on you in the middle of the night? Are you afraid that a disaster will happen somewhere else?

As for the colorful fantasies and illusions, Ren Suo really had them for a second or two when he saw Qiao Muyi in bed. But when he heard Qiao Muyi's response, his mind immediately calmed down, and only pity and unspeakable heartache remained in his heart.

No one knows better than him what Qiao Muyi is facing, and no one understands better than him the pressure Qiao Muyi is under. He also realized at this time that Qiao Muyi seemed to have let go of her worries and enjoyed her trip to Tokyo without any restraints in the past few days, but in fact she was just giving up on herself - she never thought that she could find all the clues, find the mastermind behind the scenes, and find evidence to turn the tables.

She had become friends with despair.

But after five days of investigation, a glimmer of hope emerged in the despair, and the seemingly fatal dilemma had a chance to break out.

Qiao Muyi couldn't sleep that night and felt very uneasy, which was very normal.

Just like students who haven’t done their summer homework, when they hear that the teacher may not collect homework tomorrow, they will definitely spend the last night before school starts with anxiety.

Qiao Muyi hummed softly, but didn't answer. She just curled up in Ren Suo's arms. After a while, she said, "You should wear the mask tomorrow. I can just use a normal mask... You need to hide your identity more than I do."

"I'm already standing on the edge of a cliff, and you still have a chance to return to a peaceful life."

Ren Suo chuckled: "It would be too lonely if we didn't jump off the cliff together."

"And you know what? I'm actually pretty good at cliff jumping."

There was a hint of smile in Qiao Muyi's voice: "Go ahead and blow it."

"I'll have a chance to prove it to you."

"Well, when we get back, I'll find a big mountain for you to jump off."

“This is too cruel…”

"Go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"Well, good night."

"Good night."

Staying in Ren Suo's arms, enjoying the warmth and security, Qiao Muyi bit her lips to stop her body from trembling, trying her best to calm herself down and not let any sound come out of her throat.

She was afraid that if she said another word, she might not be able to hold it in any longer.

If Ren Suo hadn't comforted her just now, she might not have been able to hold back.

She was afraid that she would not be able to help but express her love, would not be able to help but express her gratitude, would not be able to help but... make a vow of life and death with Ren Suo.

She never said what would happen if she couldn't find evidence, because if she couldn't find evidence there would only be a tragic ending, or a worse ending - a joint pursuit by the six major forces. She was able to hide until now thanks to Ren Suo's luck.

Tonight may be the last night of her peaceful life.

At this final moment, the impulse in people's hearts will reach its peak, and their emotions will be brewing to a boiling point.

In order to avoid leaving any regrets about their past, some people will follow this conscious instinct and vent all their emotions, just seeking an unforgettable echo, and they will be satisfied even if the result is not good.

Another group of people will use reason to suppress their emotions and make the most correct, reasonable and beneficial choice for everyone.

Just like some students will not confess their love to the person they secretly love even after graduation - if they are rejected, they may not even be able to be friends with them in the future, and they may even become a laughing stock among their friends.

Qiao Muyi believed that as long as she wanted, she would become the most important person in Ren Suo's life so far - but she didn't want to.

She was afraid of death, afraid of becoming a demon king, afraid of regrets, and even more afraid of dragging down Ren Suo's life.

As long as this kind of relationship is maintained, even if I fail, he will be sad for a while, and then continue to walk with Cheng Ling in this era of spiritual revival.

If I break through this relationship, then after I fail, will he be sad for the rest of his life because he is so stupid?

Qiao Muyi didn’t know and didn’t want to gamble.

That's good, that's the best. Being able to sleep in his arms tonight is already a huge win.

So the best choice is to hold back.

But what if it succeeds? This thought flashed through Qiao Muyi's mind.

If we succeed, we will have next time, so what's the harm in missing this time?

Qiao Muyi's mood gradually calmed down. She snuggled into Ren Suo's arms and rubbed against him. Ren Suo didn't know if he had fallen asleep or what, but he hummed softly and hugged her a little tighter.

Oh my god, it’s so comfortable, so comfortable that I want to sleep like this until the end of time.

Qiao Muyi punched Ren Suo's chest angrily, feeling extremely embarrassed. She didn't know what would happen in the future, but now she felt that she might not be able to leave Ren Suo.

If I leave him, I will definitely miss him when I work, miss him when I eat, miss him when I kill people, and think about chatting with him when I pick up the phone... and then rush to find him as soon as I get off work.

If I hadn't met you,

I can do it alone. 8)