In the past three days, Zhao Zhao's health seemed to be recovering and gradually improving, and everyone else was happy for him.
Only Luochen couldn't laugh. He knew clearly that Zhao's life was coming to an end, and now it was only pretending to be getting better.
While he still had the strength, Zhao Zhao bid farewell to his relatives and friends one by one. It was rare for him not to have a cold face and he learned to smile, but he was laughed at by them many times. Zhao Zhao thought, forget it, I'll forgive them this time.
The boys and girls gathered together again and talked about their amazing adventures in the past and their beautiful expectations for the future.
They were full of vigor and their eyes were full of stars. Zhao Zhao felt that there was nothing better than a peaceful life like this.
Shi Qinian never stopped laughing, he had already realized his feelings for Zhao Zhao.
He thought that he would wait a few days for Zhao Zhao to recover before expressing his feelings to him.
He wanted to tell him that he didn't like anyone else and only liked him from the beginning to the end.
It doesn’t matter if they are rejected. There is still a long way to go and they will always have a chance.
The boy's eyes were full of anticipation for the future, but he was unaware of Zhao Zhao's impending death.
He never got the chance to confess his feelings, and until the end, Zhao Zhao still thought that he and Na Yue were the truly perfect match.
At the end of his life, Luochen brought Zhaozhao and Su to the holy land.
The golden leaves of the sacred tree fluttered all over the ground like fluttering butterflies. One of the leaves gently touched Zhao Zhao's cheek, and then slowly slid down, as if a loving mother was reluctantly saying goodbye to her child.
The dragon who was always sleeping beside him finally opened his silver eyes. He watched everything silently, his eyes filled with endless sadness.
Zhao Zhao stretched out his hand, carefully caught the fallen leaf, and stroked the texture on it carefully. At this time, a breeze blew gently, and the fallen leaves fluttered in the wind. They seemed to have life, automatically surrounding the three brothers tightly in the middle.
Su suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He quickly turned his head, but was horrified to find that Zhao Zhao's body was gradually becoming transparent under the layers of fallen leaves.
"Zhao Zhao!"
Su's voice was filled with uncontrollable fear and grief. He widened his eyes, his crimson eyes filled with despair. He rushed forward desperately, trying to grab Zhao Zhao, but he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.
He could only raise his hands in vain and place them on Zhao Zhao's face, which had become transparent. Tears rolled down his cheeks and he said in a choked voice, "What on earth is going on? Why is it like this..."
An ominous premonition surged into Su's heart, making him feel unprecedented helplessness and despair. "No, I beg you not to go..." He shouted at the top of his lungs, hoping to stop Zhao Zhao from leaving.
Zhao Zhao raised his head slightly, looked at Su with tender eyes, and said softly, "Su, take good care of yourself..."
After taking a last look at Luochen who was standing there stiffly, Zhaozhao's body slowly turned into specks of starlight, and carried with the wind to every corner of the divine realm.
Su knelt on the ground, his face covered with tears.
Luo Chen looked up at the sky. The stars seemed to gather into a familiar face. He smiled at him and said goodbye. Luo Chen forced a smile and said silently, "Goodbye."
…
Another thousand years passed, and the divine realm remained unchanged, operating in an orderly manner.
In recent years, many sons of gods and daughters of gods have been born, some of them are gifted, some are cute, and some are even mischievous, adding vitality to the solemn and silent world of gods.
Luochen smiles more often now and is no longer as frosty as before. Sometimes when he has free time, he even walks around the divine realm.
Today he came to the peach forest and met Chu Yi. Chu Yi took out some good tea to treat him, but he didn't even look at him. His eyes were fixed on the gorgeous peach forest outside the window.
Chu Yi followed his gaze and saw the beautiful peach forest. He raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "How about it? Beautiful, right?"
"Um."
"For nearly a thousand years, the peach blossoms here have been blooming exceptionally well." It should be said that not only the peach blossoms, but all the plants in the divine realm are growing well.
Hearing this, Luo Chen curled the corners of his lips.
Chu Yi had an eye-irritating look on his face. "If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to. I'm not forcing you."
Luo Chen's expression was calm, not angry at all, "Zhao likes it."
Chu Yi was stunned when he suddenly heard the name, "Huh? What do you like?"
Luochen patiently repeated, "He likes to see me smile."
He can laugh now, but it's a pity that person can never see it again.
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Light Shadow Temple.
It was rare for Shi Qinian not to be reading. He had recently found a good piece of wood and was thinking about carving something. The moonlight in his heart once again appeared before his eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "Then I'll carve you."
Without saying a word, he started to work. Every time he carved, he sealed a memory. He did it with care and concentration.
An hour later, he appeared in front of Shi Qinian again, lifelike. Shi Qinian stroked the wood carving carefully, his eyes full of tenderness.
He nodded his head, his voice a mixture of complaint and affection, "Guhuo Bird told me that the drop of blood on the Life Stone is yours."
"You little fool, how could you get this wrong?"
Silently, a tear fell on the wood carving. Shi Qinian's vision blurred and he spoke softly.
"Zhao Zhao, I can't forget you."
…
In the past, whenever he heard others discussing the consequences with contempt in their eyes, Su would usually rush up without restraint and beat them up first.
However, after nearly a thousand years, Su finally understood why the gods were so afraid of his identity as Evil Fruit. Even he himself had to admit that evil fruit was evil fruit, and the devil was the devil. Even if he grew up in the gods, he could never become a god.
Reality taught him a lesson. The evil thoughts in his heart grew day by day, and the evil spirits surged wildly, to the point where even his spiritual breath could not suppress it.
It seemed like he was born to be a demon and shouldn't stay in the God Clan and try to be good.
But he was unwilling to give up. In order to avoid losing control, Su sealed all the evil spirits in the bone fan, and he was eventually bitten by them.
The evil spirit he once despised became the most powerful knife that stabbed him in the back, causing him to lose his mind and become neither crazy nor evil.
Su locked himself in the temple, his mind was often hazy, and his arms were covered with scars. When he regained consciousness, looking at his horrific hands, he often felt ashamed of Zhao Zhao's teachings.
He felt he should do something.
I heard that the demons have been very dishonest in the past hundred years, constantly making small moves in secret and even declaring war on the gods.
So, Su dragged his broken body and ran towards the demons with red eyes.
Just like Qiao Jia in the past, he was determined to fight to the death to eliminate the powerful enemy for the God Clan. At the last moment of his life, he touched the small bottle in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.
He thought that meeting Zhao Zhao in this way was finally worthy of him...
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Good and Bad Consequences (End)
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