Dark clouds hovered overhead, and muffled thunder rumbled, as if gathering strength.

The sharp blade that had been hanging over his head for more than two hundred years finally showed its edge.

Everyone looked at the young man in front of them quietly. His white clothes were stained with blood, and his eyes were calm and composed. Kunxuzi's eyes were red, and he only asked: "Changji, have you made up your mind?"

"The evil spirits bring disaster to the world and turn all living things into ashes," Xie Changji said in a steady voice. "The law of nature is cause and effect, and someone will always have to bear the consequences."

No one should die in vain, and no one can live a good life full of sins.

She was forced into a desperate situation by releasing the evil spirit, but the innocent people who were harmed by it still need to be compensated.

Heaven will bring cause and effect to Hua Xiangwan, and someone has to eliminate this evil for her so that she can be innocent and ascend to heaven to overcome the calamity.

After listening to Xie Changji's words, Kunxuzi knew his decision. He was speechless. After a while, Su Luoming trembled, raised his hand, and said hoarsely: "Retreat."

After listening to Su Luoming's words, everyone knew the decision of the Tianjian Sect.

Saving the lives of all people with one person seems to be a decision that any righteous sect should make, but such a decision is never justified.

Everyone looked at Xie Changji, and after a moment, everyone retreated collectively.

The three elders who had helped Xie Changji to face the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Tribulation came forward. Kunxuzi, Su Luoming, and Bai Yingmei stood on each side. Bai Yingmei's eyes were full of tears. She only asked, "Changji, is there anything else we can do?"

Xie Changji said nothing. He closed his eyes and heard in the distance a child crying, a woman screaming, a man roaring, and an old man crying out in pain.

Then, from far to near, he heard a baby crying. He smiled softly and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Yingmei in front of him and said gently: "Uncle Master, I have a daughter. In the future, if one day she goes to Yunlai——"

As he spoke, an image of the young Hua Xiangwan appeared before his eyes, with his hands behind his back, crossing the sea with a sword, looking wanton and arrogant. There was a hint of moisture in his eyes: "I'm sorry, uncles, please help take care of it."

"nature."

Bai Yingmei held back her tears and nodded quickly: "Whether they go to Yunlai or not, we will take care of them."

"That's good."

Xie Changji wanted to say something, but after thinking it over, he gave up and just said, "Let's form a formation."

After hearing this, the three of them took a deep breath, then sat down cross-legged, formed seals with their hands, and began to prepare the magic circle.

Realizing what they were doing, the evil spirit in Xie Changji's body went crazy and agitated.

"Xie Changji, are you crazy? What do you care about the laws of nature? What do you care about the common people? Are they more important than Hua Xiangwan?"

The voice of the ghost, who could not distinguish between male and female, echoed in his mind. All of a sudden, all the malice hidden in his heart in the past came rushing back: "Aren't the lessons of the world of life and death enough? Aren't you comfortable killing in the alien world for two hundred years? You must come to this thunder to seek death. If you die, your child, Hua Xiangwan, will no longer belong to you!"

"Do you think they can live if you die? Hua Xiangwan can't live! Just think about how Hua Xiangwan lived in the two hundred years when you were not there? Didn't you promise to accompany her for the rest of her life?"

"These hypocritical hypocrites, if Hua Xiangwan releases the ghost spirit, will they let her go? They will force her to death! Don't you know their moral character?"

The ghost was struggling frantically in his sea of ​​consciousness, and everyone saw a human face rushing out from Xie Changji's forehead and roaring at him.

Evil energy was flowing around Xie Changji, and everyone around him looked at him vigilantly. Xie Changji closed his eyes, held the Sword of Self-Consciousness, and remained silent.

"Stop talking." Shen Yichen's voice rang out, and that little face became unusually calm, "Let's die together."

"Get out!" The faces became excited again, "Get out!"

While the two were arguing wildly, Xie Changji just listened quietly to the sounds of the world. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to a very young time, wandering aimlessly in this world.

But what was different from the past was that this time, there was a girl in red, walking in front of him with her hands behind her back.

"Thank you, Changji," the girl turned her head and smiled, "Listen, the sound of snow falling."

Thunderclouds surged in the sky, and the baby in the room was crying loudly. Xue Zidan fed the child medicine, rocked the child in the room, and looked at Qin Yunshang who was applying medicine to him beside him in panic: "She keeps crying, what should I do?"

"How is Ah Wan?"

Qin Yunshang ignored the child and only asked Hua Xiangwan on the hospital bed.

"Qi Ling has overdrawn her spiritual power," Xue Zidan looked up at Hua Xiangwan, and fed the child some liquid medicine, with a worried look on his face, "She has given birth prematurely, and now her spiritual power is exhausted. I'm afraid she will have to rest for a long time."

Qin Yunshang didn't say anything. She stood up and walked to Hua Xiangwan.

Hua Xiangwan was obviously still conscious, her eyeballs kept moving and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes. Qin Yunshang looked at this scene, slowly squatted down, put her hand on the back of Hua Xiangwan's hand, and spiritual power continued to pour into Hua Xiangwan.

"Hua Xiangwan," Qin Yunshang looked at the person on the bed with a calm expression, "Didn't you say before that if anyone dared to touch the person you like, you would fight her to the death. Even if it is the law of nature, you will tear it apart."

Hua Xiangwan's eyes twitched, and Qin Yunshang laughed: "Why, you don't care about Xie Changji anymore? Or have you been scared out of your wits for the past two hundred years and can't act arrogant anymore?"

As she spoke, spiritual power filled Hua Xiangwan's body.

Hua Xiangwan's veins are different from those of ordinary people. They are broader than those of ordinary people. Her spiritual power is like a drop of water into the sea, but she still persists.

Xue Zidan looked at Qin Yunshang's actions and pursed his lips: "Why bother? Anyway, she wakes up..."

It can't stop anything.

Xie Changji has already sealed the ghost spirit in his body, and even Hua Xiangwan cannot reverse it.

Qin Yunshang's spiritual power was almost exhausted, and her face became paler and paler. She held Hua Xiangwan's hand tightly and said, "She has to choose."

As she spoke, Hua Xiangwan slowly opened her eyes. She turned to look at Qin Yunshang, and Qin Yunshang understood what she meant at a glance.

"I will take care of the child for you," she said calmly. "As long as I live, she is my child."

Hearing this, Hua Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She stood up suddenly and hugged Qin Yunshang in her arms: "Yunshang..."

"Hurry up."

Qin Yunshang urged her: "If you want to die, do it quickly."

Hua Xiangwan did not delay. She hurriedly stood up and ran out, dragging her staggering body.

Qin Yunshang knelt on the ground, Xue Zidan held the child in a daze, and after a long while, he said, "Are you... okay?"

Qin Yunshang raised her head and looked at the child. The child was crying. She said calmly, "Give the child to me. I will hold him."

As she spoke, she stood up, took the child from Xue Zidan's arms, and while the baby was crying, she watched Hua Xiangwan, covered in blood, running wildly across the square.

The people along the way were all from Hehuan Palace, and they were frozen in place.

At this time, Xie Changji stood in the center of the magic circle.

Amid the rumbling thunder, he heard the sound of snow falling, the growth of all things, and the rolling and unrolling of clouds.

The ghost constantly described and showed him the most fearful and darkest side of his heart.

His jealousy of Hua Xiangwan's admirers, his secret obsession with killing, his fear of Hua Xiangwan's death, his confusion about the meaning of the existence of everything in the world...

Gu Ling magnified all emotions, but in this extreme emotion, the only one he could contend with was Hua Xiangwan.

He thought of Hua Xiangwan, who had watched the immortals preaching sutras with him when they were young, of Hua Xiangwan, who had leaped across the boundary between life and death, of Hua Xiangwan, who had walked alone for two hundred years, and of Hua Xiangwan, who had taught him word by word "I love you" in the illusion...

Finally he thought of that night when he hugged Hua Xiangwan and listened quietly to the night rain.

That was the first time he felt so clearly and steadily the existence of so-called "happiness".

He remembered Hua Xiangwan's words.

"Like this world?"

"like."

“Then remember this feeling.

"All the ways approved by Heaven begin with love and end with kindness. Only when the heart is happy, sad, and sorrowful can there be kindness and virtue."

I feel happy.

I feel sad.

I feel sad.

In his mind there was a sky full of lights, and Hua Xiangwan was standing beside the gurgling river, the lights illuminating her face.

"I offer three thousand bright lamps to make only one wish."

Xie Changji raised his hand and swung the Sword of Heart and Mind into the air, slowly spinning in the air.

The heaven and earth trembled, and golden light surged in from all directions, bringing with it a gentle and moving aura, pouring into Wenxin Sword Body.

Love is the sword, the gentlest sword in the world, and also the strongest sword.

The sword force so powerful that it made people kneel down filled every space. The ghost spirit screamed: "No!! Xie Changji - don't! I can give you strength, I can give you everything -"

There was no response from Xie Changji, and there was a faint shadow of a young man overlapping with Xie Changji's figure.

Shen Yichen's voice rang out: "Take action."

"May you and I," Xie Changji closed his eyes, and his voice and Hua Xiangwan's voice rang out at the same time, "See you safely."

As he spoke, the long sword flew towards him and pierced straight through his body. The wind from the sword swept across like a spring breeze, and the ghost spirit in his body screamed: "Xie Changji——"

Then, thunder from the sky fell at the same time. The ghost spirits scattered in the sword energy and thunder, screaming and turning into ashes.

The sword wind did not stop, and it rolled across the sky and earth in all directions like waves. Wherever it passed, evil spirits dissipated and ghosts fled.

It swept across the heaven and earth, brushed across the mountains and rivers, and spread across the four seas and nine provinces.

Hua Xiangwan stopped abruptly in the wind of swords. She stared blankly ahead. In the distance, blood splashed out of a young man and thunder roared down from the sky.

He and Shen Yichen's shadow turned around together and looked at her in surprise in the white light of thunder.

The two looked at each other across the palace gate. After a moment, Xie Changji smiled amid the thunder. He spoke and only said, "Wanwan, come back."

Hua Xiangwan's body was stiff, her face was pale, her lips were trembling, and she turned around blankly.

Then she saw that the world seemed to be baptized by the sword, revealing a soft and clear light. The bodies of the disciples of Hehuan Palace were blown away bit by bit in the sword energy, revealing golden souls standing in the square behind her.

High up in the square, Xue Zidan and Qin Yunshang were standing there holding their child.

Everyone looked at her tenderly, just like the glorious scene back then.

The evil spirits summoned by the ghost were completely destroyed by this sword, and everyone in the world was able to breathe a sigh of relief. With the joy of surviving the disaster, they raised their heads in different places in the world and looked at the light that appeared after the sword dispelled the dark clouds.

The Sword of Honesty can destroy a sect with one sword, and the Sword of Affection can protect the mountains and rivers with one sword.

Everything seemed to be perfect, and it was the best ending.

But behind her was the sound of thunder, and all the sufferings in the world were imposed on that person alone.

Tears fell from her eyes and everything seemed blurry.

She knew why he asked her to look back, because he wanted to tell her that all the happy endings in the world already existed. As long as she didn't look at Xie Changji, as long as she looked back, that would be another world.

But how could she not look at him? How could she not look for him? How could she watch him sacrifice himself to heaven and earth alone, while only looking at the prosperity around him?

Her whole heart seemed to be squeezed by someone, and she curled up in pain. She clutched the collar of her shirt, gasping for breath, and took one difficult step after another towards him.

Her eyes were blurred with tears as she looked at the person who fell in the thunder. Under the gaze of everyone, she came to the outer circle of the thunder tribulation.

Kunxuzi spoke in a hoarse voice: "Young Master Hua, just stand here..."

Before he could finish his words, Hua Xiangwan threw himself into the thunder without hesitation.

Everyone's eyes widened, and Bai Yingmei shouted in shock: "Young Master Hua!"

Hua Xiangwan couldn't hear anything. She hugged Xie Changji in her arms and used all her spiritual power to create a barrier for him.

Thunders from the sky struck one after another, hitting her barrier. She held the person in her arms and finally felt that everything was settled.

This is where she should be.

She felt calm, as if she had finally reached the end after traveling through mountains and rivers.

Xie Changji slowly opened his eyes in her arms. He looked at her with difficulty and spoke hoarsely: "Wanwan... go back."

"I'll accompany you."

Hua Xiangwan smiled.

The thunder shattered her barrier and poured into her body. Severe pain instantly spread all over her body. She protected him and didn't let the thunder hurt him at all.

She lowered her head and touched his forehead with hers. "When I was young, I said that if anyone hurt my people, I would fight them to the death. This is true for humans and for the way of heaven."

Xie Changji was speechless. His mind gradually faded. He just kept repeating, mumbling: "Wanwan... let's go."

She heard him asking her to leave over and over again, and it was more painful than being struck by lightning. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she suddenly burst out as she listened to his words: "I won't leave! You can't leave either! We both have to live," she gasped, "I haven't had a good time with you yet, and we have a child. You're a husband and a father, how can you just say you want to leave so easily?!"

"How could you do this..." She sobbed, "How could you give me the best and then tell me you're leaving?"

"You said you would accompany me, you said you would never leave me alone again, I believed you, how can you break your promise?!"

"Wanwan," Xie Changji leaned against her, "there will be someone next."

Just like in the past, there will always be the next one who will accompany you for the rest of your life.

No one's life is just about love, let alone his Wanwan.

"Let's go." He sighed softly.

Hua Xiangwan said nothing as thunder struck down from the sky one after another. The flesh and blood of the two people were split apart bit by bit by the thunder, revealing their bloody flesh and bones.

"What if I say no?"

She spoke in a hoarse voice, and Xie Changji's fingertips trembled slightly.

"If I said," Hua Xiangwan murmured, "there will not be another Xie Changji, nor another person, I will accompany you, through life and death, to the underworld, to ashes and smoke, I will go with you?"

"Xie Changji," Hua Xiangwan leaned on his forehead, her voice tired, "I'm alone and can't walk anymore."

"I want to live, but I'm alone and I'm scared."

Xie Changji didn't say anything. His breathing was weak, but he still stretched out his hand with difficulty and slowly moved it upwards, as if he wanted to hug her.

Thunders from the sky fell one after another, and Hua Xiangwan continuously transferred her spiritual power into Xie Changji's body. She knew that it was impossible for her to withstand the thunders to the end, so she simply channeled the thunders into her own veins, transformed them into spiritual power, and let them flow through.

Her unusually broad veins became the best shelter for these heavenly thunders, but she had to endure the pain of breaking bones and cutting flesh every time.

But she had to endure it, because it was the only chance for her and Xie Changji to survive.

She wasn't here to die with him, she was here to save him.

The pain made her wake up little by little. She held the person in her arms and her mind became clearer and clearer.

The thunder from the sky gradually grew stronger, and as the thunder grew stronger, more spiritual power was stored in her spiritual veins.

The heavens seemed to realize that something was wrong. Hua Xiangwan felt that something was calling her.

"Hua Xiangwan, get out of the way."

There seemed to be an ethereal voice surrounding her ears, dragging her into a void that seemed to be as vast as the universe: "He was responsible for the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Tribulation. He is doomed to die. Get out of the way."

"Why?"

She knew where the voice came from, and couldn't help but hug Xie Changji tighter: "What did he do wrong?"

"He is the evil star that brings disaster to the world."

"so what?!"

Hua Xiangwan suddenly closed his eyes and shouted angrily: "What did he do wrong? I was the one who released the ghost spirit and killed the man. Just because he promised you the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Tribulation, you want to take his life. What's the logic?!"

"He is willing to bear the karma for you."

"Karma?" Hua Xiangwan laughed. "You didn't show up when the Jade Blood God destroyed my Hehuan Palace. You didn't show up when I lost my mother and friends and was bullied. I avenged myself, and now you come to talk to me about karma?! Since you are the way of heaven, and you watched it all, why don't you help me? Does the way of heaven only help the wicked?!"

The other party did not speak. After a long silence, it slowly said, "The destiny cannot be violated."

"But I'm going to disobey you!"

She held the sword tightly and said, "I practice the way of the strongest and most powerful. I do not believe in destiny, I only believe in myself. As long as I am strong enough, I am the sky."

"All right."

The opponent seemed helpless, and the void retreated from the surroundings: "Then, it depends on how strong your sword is."

As he spoke, the thunder suddenly stopped. Everyone stared at what was happening, looking at the sky in confusion.

However, when the heavenly calamity stopped, the thunderclouds did not disperse, but became denser instead, as if they were gathering power for a final blow.

Hua Xiangwan gripped the sword tightly, she looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky and understood the meaning of heaven.

Only the strong can transcend destiny.

Xie Changji has his last sword, and Hua Xiangwan also has her last sword.

She looked up at the sky, her heart unusually calm. She knew clearly that this thunder calamity would mean either life or death.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, getting darker and darker. The sky was as dark as ink, making people around shudder.

The wind blew away the dead leaves, and crows croaked not far away.

Hua Xiangwan slowly stood up and stood in front of Xie Changji. The spiritual power of heavenly thunder accumulated in her veins was ready to be unleashed. She gripped the hilt of the sword, and in her mind were all the mental techniques and moves she had learned since she was a child.

She learned from her parents and Bai Zhuyue, both of whom were top-notch masters in the Western Territory. She also gathered knowledge from hundreds of immortal sects in Yunlai and received guidance from Xie Changji, a top sword master. She spent two hundred years in the Western Territory experiencing ups and downs, secretly learning from hundreds of sects, and finally obtained the Blood Order of the Demon Lord, inheriting all of the Demon Lord's skills.

All of this came together at this moment, integrated into the tip of her sword.

And the last sword represents her understanding of everything in the world.

Why hold the sword, why draw the sword.

She is not like Xie Changji. She seldom asks questions and pays attention to details. She only has one belief and then strives to move forward.

To protect the one you love, I wield this sword that can break the sky.

The thunder roared, ready to strike. Hua Xiangwan sensed the will of heaven and slowly drew his sword.

"I offer three thousand bright lamps, and ask for only one wish."

The image of Xie Changji under the sky full of lights came into her mind. She looked at her own gaze on the sword and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"May you and I——"

As he spoke, thunder came down like a dragon!

She raised her eyes and looked at the thunder that was roaring like a giant dragon. Without hesitation, she gathered all her spiritual power into one sword and slashed towards the thunder!

"See you in peace!"

The sword light and thunder collided fiercely in mid-air and blasted all the way into the distance. Mountains were destroyed and the earth cracked, and hundreds of beasts fled. All the cultivators opened their barriers and bore the huge impact brought about by the confrontation between Heaven and man.

Monks who are in the tribulation period often die in heavenly tribulations.

How can a human resist this fatal blow from heaven?

Blood dripped from Hua Xiangwan's knuckles, but she gritted her teeth and refused to retreat.

She can't retreat.

Her way is to retreat, which means death.

The giant dragon transformed from lightning roared wildly, and her hands trembled as she began to absorb spiritual energy from the surroundings continuously.

However, the dragon still approached little by little. When it was about half a meter in front of her, she suddenly heard a gentle call: "Wanwan."

As she spoke, someone put a hand on her shoulder.

Hua Xiangwan did not dare to look back, but she knew clearly that behind her, the souls of Hehuan Palace were rushing over, placing hands on her shoulders one by one, and pouring spiritual power into her body.

The people of Hehuan Palace, Qin Yunshang, Kunxuzi, Bai Meiying, Su Luoming...

One after another, people came up behind her and poured their spiritual power into her.

Her sword shone brightly as she fought against the calamity. The sound of a crying child was right beside her ears. Xie Changji could hardly raise his eyes, and saw the woman who had never retreated a single step on the high ground.

She always does this.

She was more decisive and stronger than him, and she would never give in to anyone, even if it was the will of heaven.

She is always looking for a glimmer of hope and never gives up.

She is like a wild grass or a drop of water in this world, constantly creating miracles with her vigorous life.

He looked at the man, and with some difficulty, he managed to move his fingers, finding strength from nowhere.

Only half of his flesh and blood was left on his body. He gasped and struggled, and slowly stood up in a place where no one could see.

He was in tattered clothes, covered in blood, and forced himself to slowly raise the sword.

As if it had sensed Xie Changji's change, the giant dragon transformed by the heavenly tribulation suddenly became manic. It roared, and the sky suddenly became brighter. The surroundings suddenly turned into a white light and were swallowed up by the thunder tribulation.

Everyone was blown away by this unprecedented mighty thunderstorm, except Hua Xiangwan, who drew his sword, leaped forward, and charged down with all his strength!

Her flesh and blood shattered into pieces in the white light, leaving only her bones holding the sword, but her momentum did not decrease at all!

The sword light pointed straight to the sky, and at that moment, another black sword light came from behind her, entwined with her sword light, and struck towards the sky together.

The two sword lights collided with the thunder calamity, and the image of the Yin and Yang God suddenly shone brightly in the sky. The sound of Sanskrit filled the sky, and after a moment, the sword light increased greatly, instantly swallowing up the thunder calamity and striking towards the sky.

In an instant, a huge force came back and Hua Xiangwan was knocked flying. Someone hugged her and rolled with her in the strong wind. When the remaining force dissipated and the wind stopped and the clouds stopped, Hua Xiangwan gasped and slowly raised her eyes, and saw in front of her was a skeleton with the same blood and flesh as her.

But only half of his face was left, and it looked bloody and extremely terrifying.

The two people lay on the ground, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and Hua Xiangwan heard the voice of heaven ringing again.

"You win."

As he spoke, golden light fell from the broken clouds and enveloped the two men. The two men looked at each other quietly, feeling the blessing of heaven. Rain fell and moistened their bodies. Flesh and blood grew out bit by bit. The two men watched each other greedily as they slowly recovered.

Hua Xiangwan smiled and said, "I win."

"I know."

Xie Changji said in a hoarse voice: "Very impressive."

Hua Xiangwan felt a little tired, but she still remembered her surroundings. She propped herself up and turned around to look. She saw countless souls standing beside her. They looked at her gently, as if saying goodbye.

"Brother... Sister..."

Hua Xiangwan looked at them, and suddenly she felt a peace she had never felt before.

Xiao Wenfeng and Qin Yinyu walked up to her together. Xiao Wenfeng looked down at her with a gentle gaze: "Ah Wan, thank you for finding us, but we have to go."

"Death is not the end," Qin Yinyu laughed, "but a new life. Don't be obsessed with life and death, no one can live forever."

If it were in the past, she would be very sad to hear this.

But she didn't know why, at this moment, looking at them, looking at them appearing in front of her so gently and calmly, she held Xie Changji's hand, and suddenly felt that this didn't seem to be an unacceptable result.

The dead cannot be resurrected. She should have known this from the beginning.

She looked up at them for a long time before asking, "Have you met Lingnan?"

The two were stunned for a moment, and after a moment, they heard hurried footsteps not far away. Everyone looked and saw Ling Bei being supported by someone, slowly walking out of the palace gate with the rest of the people from Hehuan Palace.

Lingnan was running in the front, she was eager to find someone, and then with just a glance, her eyes stayed on Xiao Wenfeng and Qin Yinyu.

The three of them stared at each other in silence. After a moment, Lingnan suddenly became excited. She was trembling as she spoke: "I... my name is Xiao Lingnan, yes, I am the Right Emissary of Hehuan Palace. My father's name is Xiao Wenfeng, and my mother's name is Qin Yinyu. You..."

She couldn't continue. Xiao Wenfeng and Qin Yinyu looked at her. After a long time, they laughed.

"I am your father." Xiao Wenfeng spoke.

"I am your mother." Qin Yinyu spoke.

Lingnan was speechless; she just stared at them, as if she wanted to carve their appearance into her own eyes.

After a long time, she trembled and uttered a sound.

"Dad..." She turned her gaze to Qin Yinyu, "Mom."

As she spoke, Lingnan's eyes turned red, and then she suddenly burst into tears and rushed towards the two of them.

While Xiao Wenfeng and Qin Yinyu were persuading Lingnan, Cheng Wangxiu walked up to Qin Yunshang.

He looked at the woman in front of him quietly for a long time before he smiled: "You've grown up."

"Of course." Qin Yunshang said hoarsely, "It's been two hundred years."

"These two hundred years..." Cheng Wangxiu hesitated, "How have you been doing in these two hundred years?"

"not good."

Qin Yunshang's tears fell. She looked at the people in front of her and said, "No one helps me. Ah Wan and I are always bullied."

Cheng Wangxiu didn't say anything. He just stared at her quietly. After a moment, he said softly, "I was lying to you at the beginning."

Qin Yunshang was a little puzzled, and Cheng Wangxiu smiled: "I like you."

That year, he asked Hua Xiangwan to tell her that he had never liked her and asked her not to wait for him. Then he calmly went to his death with two swords in hand.

Now, after two hundred years, he has returned as a spirit, and he finally speaks out this confession seriously.

Qin Yunshang burst into tears. She looked at the young man in front of her and said, "It's been two hundred years. I have forgotten you."

"That's perfect," Cheng Wangxiu laughed. "When I come back from reincarnation, I will pursue you well so that you won't be thinking about Cheng Wangxiu all the time."

"Who cares about you?" Qin Yunshang cried and laughed at the same time. She complained, "You are not good at all. I don't even remember what you look like. How can this be considered caring about you?"

"Then watch it today."

Cheng Wangxiu looked at her: "Wait for me to come find you, don't forget it again."

As he spoke, Cheng Wangxiu raised his hand and wiped her tears.

Xue Zidan held the child and stared at them blankly. After a moment, an old man's happy voice rang out: "Zidan, is this my grandson?"

Hearing this, Xue Zidan froze in place. After a long while, he turned around in disbelief and saw an old man standing not far away with a smile. Just like in his memory, he stared at him with a smile like an old naughty boy: "Why, you don't recognize your grandfather?"

"grandfather……"

Xue Zidan shuddered and the other party looked at him and sighed: "Why are you so stupid? Why are you learning some forbidden technique? I have lived for so many years and have made enough. Don't put yourself in danger. But I am not scolding you." The old man thought about it and said optimistically, "I am also happy to talk to you. Are you still making poison now?"

“No more drugs.”

Xue Zidan shook his head, his eyes red: "I am a doctor now."

"That won't do," the old man said worriedly, "Don't let your three-legged cat skills ruin your reputation. You'd better study for a few more years, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even be able to diagnose a happy pulse."

"Impossible," Xue Zidan cried while holding the child. "I can deliver babies. This child... this child was just delivered by me... the mother... the mother is very healthy. Even if the child is sick, I can cure him."

Everybody was chattering.

Hua Xiangwan and Xie Changji held hands, sat on the ground, and looked at the crowd.

After a long time, a figure appeared in front of Hua Xiangwan.

"Ah Wan."

Looking at the black mask with nasturtiums painted on it in front of her, Hua Xiangwan was stunned. She stared at Shen Yichen blankly, seemingly in disbelief.

"When I killed the ghost spirit, I separated his soul separately." Looking at Hua Xiangwan's expression, Xie Changji began to explain.

As he spoke, he helped her to stand up. Hua Xiangwan looked at Shen Yichen and trembled her lips: "Yichen..."

"I am also going to enter the reincarnation cycle," Shen Yichen said in a gentle voice, "Now that someone is with you, I want to go back to Dingli Sea."

"sorry……"

Hua Xiangwan spoke harshly, Shen Yichen chuckled: "The matter of Yaoguang is the plot of the Jade Blood God to alienate you and Xie Changji. Not to mention that it has nothing to do with you, even if it has something to do with you, you are also a victim. Why are you saying sorry to me? I am going back to the sea." Shen Yichen's eyes were gentle, "I don't think we will see each other again in the next life."

"Good luck."

Hua Xiangwan spoke hoarsely, but Shen Yichen said nothing.

After a moment, he raised his hands and slowly untied his mask.

A handsome and gentle face appeared in front of her. Compared with Xie Changji, he was a little more friendly, like a neighbor's brother, and a little less cold. This was exactly the look she liked most when she was young.

"I thought at the time that when I grow up, I will become like this."

Shen Yichen looked at her: "Unfortunately, there is no chance. I'll just show you this face."

“It’s nice.”

Hua Xiangwan held back her tears and joked, "If I had seen it back then, I would have loved it."

"That would be great."

After Shen Yichen finished speaking, he slowly raised his head.

“It’s time.”

He murmured, and everyone seemed to feel the call, and they all raised their heads and looked to the west.

A gate of light slowly appeared, it was the gate between yin and yang that guided the dead souls into the underworld.

Everyone looked at the person they cherished, and after a long time, they finally just said, "Goodbye."

As they spoke, everyone slowly walked towards the light gate. They passed by Hua Xiangwan and waved to her: "Junior sister, see you next life. I'm coming to Hehuan Palace, please don't chase me out."

"knew."

Hua Xiangwan smiled and watched them walk into the light gate one by one.

After everyone left, Xiao Wenfeng and Qin Yinyu were the last to leave.

The two stopped and looked at Xie Changji who was standing next to Hua Xiangwan. They looked at him for a long time before Qin Yinyu asked, "Is this the little Taoist priest you like?"

"yes."

Hua Xiangwan smiled: "Senior Sister still remembers it."

"fine."

Xiao Wenfeng spoke. He looked at Xie Changji for a long time before finally saying, "Your name is... Xie Changji, right?"

"yes."

Xie Changji spoke, and Xiao Wenfeng nodded. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly, "From now on, Ah Wan will be in your care."

"Don't worry, brother."

Hearing this, Xiao Wenfeng responded. He and Qin Yinyu turned around and looked at Lingnan who was not far away. Lingnan held back his tears and said loudly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself!"

The two smiled, nodded, turned around and walked towards the light gate hand in hand.

After they completely disappeared into the light gate and it slowly closed, Lingnan's tears finally fell.

After doing all this, Xie Changji walked over to Xue Zidan. He looked down at the child in Xue Zidan's arms. Xue Zidan was crying. When he saw Xie Changji coming over, he sobbed and handed the child to him.

"You...you get her something to eat first. I gave her some fasting food, but...but it's better for her to eat something that ordinary people eat."

Xie Changji held the child in his arms and listened to Xue Zidan's words in silence.

Xue Zidan was immersed in the grief of having just seen his grandfather, and continued: "She...her poison, it will be fine if she doesn't practice cultivation, I will think of a way."

"Thank you."

Xie Changji nodded, thought for a moment, and added, "Thank you for your trouble."

Xue Zidan didn't want to talk at this time and walked to the side.

Hua Xiangwan watched Xie Changji walk back with the child in his arms. Only then did she have the chance to lower her head and take a good look at the child.

She lowered her eyes to look at the baby and heard Xie Changji say, "She's hungry."

Hua Xiangwan was stunned. Xie Changji looked up at her and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Hua Xiangwan was speechless. The two looked at each other. After a moment, Hua Xiangwan coughed lightly and said, "Feed her a Bigu Pill first. I'll come after I finish other things."

Xie Changji didn't respond, Hua Xiangwan was puzzled: "Is there...is there a problem?"

"She has no teeth."

Xie Changji reminded her: "You can't swallow the fasting pill, right?"

The two were speechless for a moment. They had never thought that after the world-destroying war, the most difficult problem would be what the child would eat.

The two looked at each other, and after a moment, they realized what they were talking about and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm looking for my uncle," Xie Changji lowered his eyes and said softly, "He has raised many children and has experience."

As he said this, he carried the child and walked towards Kunxuzi.

Hua Xiangwan looked at him quietly, the light falling on him and the child, creating the simplest and most beautiful scenery in the world.

In the 204th year of the Shangqing calendar, Hua Xiangwan, the young master of Hehuan Palace, took over the position of Demon Lord and became the new generation of Demon Lord in the Western Territory.

In the same year, the ghost spirit was born, and Yunlai and the Western Territory joined forces, and Xie Changji destroyed it with one sword. Afterwards, Xie Changji was struck by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder. Hua Xiangwan cultivated the final sword that could break the sky, and went against the will of heaven to save Xie Changji.

From then on, Xie Changji stayed in the Western Territory forever, entered the Demon Palace, and became the Demon Lord's husband.

After taking over the Demon Palace, the first thing Hua Xiangwan did was to hold a funeral.

Compared to the previous year, this funeral was unusually grand. Hua Xiangwan wore plain clothes and invited the remaining two palaces and seven clans to pay their respects.

After the funeral, he moved into the Demon Palace.

After three busy months, she finally had time at the beginning of spring. She went to Yunfu Tower alone, stood on the top of the tower, felt the breeze, and overlooked the Hehuan Palace.

She had been standing there for a while when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw Xie Changji coming up.

"How about sympathy?" Hua Xiangwan smiled and asked the child.

The child was named Hua