The woman sighed softly here alone, and her soft figure was so intoxicating.

This person is none other than Zhang Yang's mother, who is desperate and resentful.

She is Zhan Tai Ziyun's sister Zhan Tai Yin Hong,

She is the supreme princess of the demon world.

Even she is the mother of the God of Creation, but her only wish now is to meet her former lover. But it's hard to see you again.

Flower World. Mandarin duck butterfly. Smile like a flower. No matter how beautiful it is, it can't beat time.

In the huge world, there are so many people and so many stories.

Sad stories happen every day, and who can get rid of that bleakness in the world.

The sweet past also happens every day, but who can always live in the memory.

Maybe the colors are always so brilliant and beautiful. But in the end, it becomes complicated and frightening.

It seems that there is a play everywhere in the world, and my play is just a grain of sand in the desert.

No one cares where I go, and that empty heart has drifted in a direction unconsciously.

The story of people, no matter how much there is joy and pain. It doesn't change because of anything.

Even if you sing with good intentions, you think you will get a little more care. However, what was exchanged was just a vain.

I don't want to look back, and the sadness that people scatter at the end of the song can only be understood by the heartbroken people at the end of the day.

As the sun sets, I watch all the gatherings and scattered, and one more person who is secretly sad, why not wave goodbye to the past self.

I was tired, and I couldn't escape the desolation of the layman in this world.

Lonely passers-by, looking at the lonely world.

The flowers bloom and fall, and the newcomers laugh.

The sun rises and sets, and the old man cries coldly.

Spring is gone, flowers are gone, and the ruthlessness of time finally takes away everything.

He turned his back and let out a long howl at the end of the world. What can we do about our powerlessness? ”

A man's voice suddenly came from behind Zhan Tai Yin Hong.

At this moment, she was in a trance, and it seemed that she had returned to the scene of her first acquaintance.

Like a dream, like a dream!

At this moment, he finally waited until he was old.

The vicissitudes of life have finally been exchanged for tender waiting.

In the distance, Zhang Yang looked at his parents who were reunited, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

"Once upon a time, you and I were thousands of miles apart, but our hearts were still tied together; once upon a time, you and I swore that we would always be together; once upon a time, you and I crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, just to see each other. You probably don't know that because of your presence, my whole world is full of bright colors. It was you who made me see the meaning of life, and it was you who made my life colorful. Perhaps, the five hundred years of passing by in the previous life only gave you and me a faint look back in this life, but I am also willing. If I could, I still hope to wait another 500 years, just to meet you and me again. ”

The man hugged the woman lightly and gently told love words.

The woman stared at the man's star-like eyes and said softly: "Time goes by, time always comes in a hurry, and leaves in a hurry. Occasionally, I will faintly think of you in the depths of my heart, think of us in those years, and think of myself in those years. At that time, the sky was always blue, the clouds were always white, and the fantasies were always romantic, but time always passed too quickly. The days spent together are always short, but they leave an incomparable beauty in the heart. Thank you, and thank you for meeting me, because of you, and because of us, I met a better version of myself. ”

The man smiled: "I have to say that meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life." I can't say what's good about you, and I can't say what's so special about you, but it's because you're you, so you love to laugh, so I like you. We have had happy and happy days together, and we have had sweet quarrels, we have laughed together, we have cried together, we have loved together, we have cherished together, but in the end we are still invincible to the cruel separation. Nowadays, time has passed, and all the good things that were once good have long been lost. It's not the fault of time, it's not the fault of you and me, it's probably the fault of fate. Sometimes, I wonder if you and I had met sooner rather than later, would our outcome have changed? ”

The woman shook her head and said, "Aren't we happy endings now?"

"Of course!" the man smiled mysteriously, glancing at the lone man in the distance.

Zhang Yang also smiled at his father, and said, "This time, you have to make up for my mother's lovesickness for you for so many years." Moreover, your son, I have gone to great lengths to resurrect you. You're going to have to make up for me and my mom in the future. ”

The man said, "Okay, little rabbit cub, don't think that I won't dare to spank you if I become the God of Creation." To be honest, I didn't spank you much when I was a kid, and when I grow up, I have to make up for my fatherly love for you for so many years!"

"Oh, you can't do that, Daddy. Is it really good for you to do this? And I'm speechless......"

Zhang Yang laughed and left.

Hearing the laughter, Zhan Tai Yinhong reacted, it turned out that his son had been peeking at him.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but show a shy smile, and scolded with a smile: "This kid actually peeked at his parents' tryst, it's really embarrassing!"

"Hey, little Honghong, now the child is gone. We haven't been warm for many years, what do you think, such a beautiful day......"

"Die, you old and unserious!"

Zhang Yang's family has been reunited and happy. New world rules and gods are also ready to be continued. But Zhang Yang has been restless in the past few days.

Moreover, he has been having a strange dream for the past few days, and in the dream he is a young man named Situ Moyuan.

He dreamed like a dream every day, and when he woke up, he thought carefully, only to realize that the young man in the dream turned out to be the successor of the next creator god.

For this endless dream, endless legend. Zhang Yang flew away from this world and went to another plane, crossing the limitations of time and space, and witnessing the growth process of another genius.

......

The heroes of the world, the wind and clouds. There is no intrigue and deceit. Just for the name of the world's first and endlessly fighting.

Yunmo is twenty years old this year, and he has stepped into the case of the mainland's strong man only when he was a weak crown. Because he has extraordinary wisdom and strong will, in order to become a strong man, he left home alone since he was a child, stepped on volcanoes, traveled in ice fields, traveled all over the continent, and was not afraid of poor mountains, evil waters, demons and beasts.

"Brother Yunmo, will you marry me this year?" A pair of small hands grabbed his sleeves tightly, Yunmo smiled strangely, gently pushed her away, looked at her jade-like face, and smiled: "Yu'er, I will marry you when I practice the tide trick to the eighth layer." ”

She thought for a while, pouted and sighed, "Okay, but Brother Yunmo, you have to talk and count!"

Time flies by like a white horse. In the blink of an eye, twenty years later, Yunmo is still waiting by the sea, cultivating the tide trick.

"Brother Yunmo, I've been waiting for you for twenty years. Now Yu'er is no longer a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. I waited until I arrived, and you did it. But our agreement can't be counted!"

She is better than snow in white. Standing behind Yunmo. The mist in his eyes was sparkling. Looming.

Twenty years later, Yunmo finally practiced the tide trick to the eighth layer, and his strength was unprecedented. In the blink of an eye, it can cause a strong wind, and when you raise your hand, you can turn over the river and the sea.

He is not ruthless, but indifferent to everything.

"Yu'er, why are you so stupid? With your qualifications, even if you are not the best in the world, you are still enough to laugh at the mainland. Why do you wait for me alone? I thought time could change everything, but I didn't expect you to be even more stubborn than me. ”

The woman smiled. smiled a little miserably: "I'm really stupid, stupid to think that time can change everything, and you still haven't changed!"

She was gone, silently, as if she had never come...

And he laughed, laughing helplessly, laughing coldly.

"Yu'er, don't blame me. What I want is the strongest strength in the world, the continent! Follow me, you are destined to suffer!" How could his heart be so "painful"?

Left the sea. He began to make enemies in the world. He has become the enemy of the righteous and evil paths, as well as all the masters in the continent. The word Yunmo is like a sharp blade, deep in the hearts of many masters, making people frightened. See the soul lost!

He's a god of killing, he's a demon. He's cutting the butcher's knife all over the world!

He finally came to the end of heaven and earth, and he was no longer invincible. Looking back, there is no turning back. won the reputation of being the first in the world, but lost the soul of an ordinary person.

He is both a demon and a god, at first he just wanted to avenge the destruction of his sect, but how did he become a god of killing that gods and demons are afraid of now!

Along the way, only blood accompanied him. He only has hatred and ambition in his heart, but he has discarded that small love.

Without love, there is only loneliness, only loneliness!

The wind is howling, the sea is churning. Between the wind and the sea, I felt the feeling of being torn apart, and stood still.

He closed his eyes and felt the wrath of the sea and the wind. But I don't know that there is a figure following him behind him, maybe he is not lonely. It is only the human heart that is lonely, only helplessness.

Life is not more than a hundred years, but for a peerless master, a hundred years is not a long time, but a short time. At this time, a pair of crimson eyes between heaven and earth slowly opened, but the empty eyes hid a sense of slaughter!

The ninth layer of the tidal formula has finally broken through!

"You're finally awake. A greeting and resentful words sounded from behind Yunmo.

Yunmo was surprised, this was the first time he felt scared, although the voice was gentle like water, it gave him a feeling of suffocation.

Looking back, he was dumbfounded.

Is she still the innocent girl of the past? Is she still the beautiful woman she used to be?

With long silver hair and a pale face, she is no longer the same person she once was.

The red face is old, and it is gorgeous in an instant.

"Why are you looking at me like this, am I not pretty?" the white-haired woman asked him with a smile, but such words pierced Yunmo's heart deeply.

"Don't you want to be the best in the world, I'm going to ask for advice today. ”

"The first type, if you meet, your life is like a moment!"

The white-haired woman snorted softly, but Yunmo spat blood from her mouth and her face was miserable. But the woman did not move.

"The second type, several times the end of the world, Qing Song is scattered. ”

Yunmo was pale, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble. But he finally couldn't help but roar: "Pale face and white hair, the comeback into the sand, the feet of the red dust, the three thousand fates, the double and the shuanghua, it is difficult to share the spring with her, an upside-down dream is a lifetime of shackles, like a fantasy, obsession is incomprehensible, the river of life and death is difficult to cross the void in ten directions, and it is endless." ”

Yunmo frantically chased after the white-haired woman and walked in front of her, but he couldn't touch her.

That girl named Yu'er destructed her cultivation ten years ago and left in tears. Now, the scene that appeared before his eyes was nothing more than an illusion of what he had in mind.

Gradually, the sky was darkened, and the earth was darkened. Yunmo closed his eyes again, but never opened them again. He was born by the sea, and he was transformed by the sea.

"Endless desolation, turned into ink. I think I was arrogant when I was young, and I created my own Momen, although Momen was destroyed by the strong people in the world, but I am not afraid of the world's heroes, I am not afraid of the gods and demons, and I have cultivated the name of the first god killing god in the world, but I have also lost too much......"

When Yunmo was dying, he practiced the tide trick to the realm of Dacheng, which represented despair and desolation.

......

The ink gate is shattered. Cloud and ink have fallen. Thousands of years later. There is no more legend of Momen.

Thick snow. Thousands of mountains and twilight snow.

A one-legged monster bird with blue and red feathers hovered over Beiqiu, adding a different scenery to the white world.

The snow was heavy, and there was no one in the whole of Beiqiu. With the arrival of the one-legged monster bird, a thin teenager also slowly appeared in the wind and snow.

The boy looked very strange, he carried a guqin that was a head taller than himself, a pen tied to his waist, a chessboard in his left hand, and a white paper in his right hand. But it's not too tired.

He raised his head and whistled at the strange bird in the air, which replied with a shrill chirp, and both of them walked forward at the same time.

Pakgu is the largest capital city of Pakgu and the most densely populated place in this ancient country.

On weekdays, the entire streets of Bukgu are crowded with people, but it has been snowing in recent days, so there are few people on the streets at this time.

The strange bird accompanied the boy to this vast and uninhabited street, and the boy looked left and right, as if looking for something.

The strange bird soared in the air and slowly landed on the boy's shoulder.

The boy looked back at the strange bird and sighed. said: "Xiao Fang, you and I have traveled thousands of miles to this most prosperous ancient city of Beiqiu. Beiqiu is so big, when will we find four masters?"

The strange bird blinked its smart eyes, suddenly pecked the boy's head, and then flapped its wings and flew towards the sky, and let out a loud cry, as if teasing the boy.

The young man snorted and shouted to the strange bird in the air: "You don't have to always play tricks on me, after I pass the assessment this time and find the four masters, they will teach me immortal arts." I'll fly too, and see if you dare to tease me!"