Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Ji Hong still looked at it calmly, without moving.

"During that time, it was indeed the happiest time in my past hundred years."

"I can act unscrupulously and accomplish a goal that I don't really care about, but this has become the meaning of my life."

"Although later, because of some accidents, my goal changed."

"From a false goal to a real goal, but this is what my heart wants."

"But no matter what, I want to thank you for that journey, thank you for not killing me, and thank you for being willing to form an alliance with me who is extremely weak."

"It would be great if...if you..."

The old white ape shook his head in disappointment.

"As the old white ape, I will fight with you. I enjoy this process very much."

"So I kept brainwashing myself, telling myself that you are the old white ape, you are an ambitious monkey who wants to develop the demon realm, that's all."

"But then, I found out..."

"No matter what I do, you don't believe me for a single moment."

"You are my only friend in this world."

"Do you know the weight of this?"

"what?"

"Do you understand?"

The old white ape became irritable again, jumped to the ground, kept walking back and forth, pointed at Ji Hong's head with a trembling finger, and shouted: "You will always only have humans in your heart, that lowly group of creatures! !!"

"You can give up our friendship without hesitation for the sake of the human race!"

"Without hesitation!!!"

"Ha ha..."

The old white ape took a deep breath, regained his composure, and looked at Ji Hong with a sick smile on his face: "Perhaps, I appreciate you so much because of your belief and persistence!"

"I have slowly become intoxicated, intoxicated in the pleasure of playing games with my brain."

"I want to prove that even if I don't use force, I can still stir up the situation."

"I did it!"

"But it's not enough!"

"Yaozu, this humble race, shouldn't exist in this world."

"And I would like to thank you..."

"Thank you for letting me find the value of living."

"So I want to keep you and let you personally participate in the grand scene I designed!"

"What a beautiful scene that was..."

"You will stand by my side and see with your own eyes the monster races, the human races, die in front of you!"

"The corpses piled up in mountains, and during the truce, the fire burned for three days and three nights, and it couldn't be burned..."

"Rivers of blood flow and the sweet smell of blood fills the air."

"You are pain and joy."

"Because the human race is dying, and the monster race is also dying."

"But you can only watch and watch all this."

"Until only you and me are left in this world."

"I will take you to create a new world, a world of the Celestial Race and the Spirit Race."

"This is what the world should be like. It's just that the world is crooked now. As long as these cancerous tumors are removed, we can get back on track."

The old white ape slowly closed his eyes and stretched out his arms, with enjoyment written all over his face.

"I love those movies of your Terran so much..."

"It opened my eyes to art!"

"Magnificent art!"

"And I am creating the greatest art of this era!"

"Are you excited too?"

"Ha ha..."

The old white ape was intoxicated, and after a long time, he opened his eyes again, looked at Ji Hong, and smiled madly.

But Ji Hong frowned slightly: "You are wrong."

"I?"

"I was wrong?"

The old white ape pointed at himself and sneered.

Ji Hong nodded lightly: "Actually, you have never taken off your mask."

"You've worn too many masks over the years..."

"And you, even engraved these masks in your bones, always reminding yourself that this is you."

"You take the initiative to think, judge, and blend in according to the mask."

"Now, you think you can finally take off these masks and be yourself."

"But in fact, these masks have already taken root and germinated in your heart like seeds."

"Eventually, they merged, turning you...into them."

Ji Hong spoke calmly, finally looked at the old white ape, and asked seriously: "Now...really, do you still remember who you used to be?"

"My former self..."

The eyes of the old white ape fell into a void for a moment, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, stared at Ji Hong angrily, and shouted: "Of course I remember, this is me!"

"Stop talking about these long-winded words to educate me!"

"You lowly creature!"

"You do not deserve!"

"I am I!"

"Above the world!"

"For this world, eradicate some cancerous tumors!"

"As for you..."

"Pretentious!"

"Pretentious!"

The old white ape retorted vigorously, with a loud voice, but with a little bit of embarrassment, and when he spoke, he turned around and walked down the mountain. Although he seemed to be walking steadily, he could always feel it from his back. To a little embarrassed.

As if, it was escaping from something.

Eventually, the mist regenerates.

On the top of the mountain, only Ji Hong was left sitting cross-legged.

"mask..."

"It's just a mask after all..."

His soft sigh echoed continuously in the mountains, and he closed his eyes again, leaving only wisps of laws circulating around his body.

(Volume [-], end!)

(So ​​far, only the last volume of this book is left, or the plot of Zhenyaoguan is not as compact as Guichai, interlocking, and even at first glance, it seems a bit scattered, but Ermao is already working hard Yes, to describe the growth of each character...)

(Doing this is very difficult, thankless, and even suffered a lot of scolding in the middle, but I think it is worthwhile, and it is also a wish I have written for many years, a bold attempt.)

(And now, I feel that at least what I have done is not bad, and they are about to move towards their final destination in their own lives.)

(Finally, I’m really not going to kill anyone deliberately. The moment each character enters the stage, the ending is already doomed. I don’t want to forcefully change their ending. Just let things take their course. As for Xu’s ten Three swords...It's really just for fun, it doesn't represent the final direction of the story.)