The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

On the seventh day, Zisang Junyan found Yetan at the last moment when the 36 cores of demon phases were merging in the Cultivation Continent.

On a snow field.

Ye Tan sat on the jade bed in the snowy area who didn't know who had moved it out of the storage space. The heavy snow fell around him, and none of his red clothes touched him.

That bright and clean face was holy and quiet, and his eyes were like clear autumn lakes, silently reflecting the monks who were attracted by the mental demon.

Like empty, like no interest.

Let them fight.

The surviving victor walked up to him and stared at him blankly, as if looking at everything he wanted in his heart, but he was absent-minded: "How did you make you bloom? Did it eat you?"

Ye Tan's emerald-colored eyes were quiet and clear, and he said softly, "You can try."

The blood-stained hand caressed the face, and the voice was hoarse: "Can I eat whatever I want?"

Ye Tan's brows and eyelashes were half drawn, his eyes were clear and gloomy, he skipped him, looked at the void behind him, and said softly: "You can try."

The man bent down in a daze, and the next moment, another wave of people behind him chopped off his head.

The killing continued.

Blood was spilled on the white snow on the ground.

Finding Yetan is actually not difficult, because where he is, there is frost and snow all over the sky.

This flower likes flawless pure white.

Zisang Junyan didn't know that he also liked to see the color of blood falling on the snow.

"Now, can you watch the killing in the world?"

Didn't you always want to escape when you were young?

Yetan opened his eyes, quietly looking at Zisang Junyan who walked towards him through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

It is not easy to walk in front of Ye Tan, even Zi Sang Junyan, who has passed through the hell state of the almost completely fused 36-centered demon phase combination, and walked in front of Ye Tan in the center, would still be stained with blood.

He kills, and he is killed.

Yetan almost held his breath slightly, looking at Zisang Junyan who was walking towards him without blinking.

Killed in the wind and snow, Zi Sang Junyan, covered with scars, is just like Yetan 800 years ago when he first met in his Zifu Consciousness Sea, his lonely and handsome face was pale.

Fewer desires are noble, and the cold pool is quiet.

Except, those eyes that seemed to be calm and indifferent forever, seemed to have finally been infiltrated by Yong Ye's killing.

The eyes are dark and cold, gentle and gloomy, morbid and lingering, like gods and demons.

His hand caressed Ye Tan's face, brushing away the bloodstains left by others on his bright face.

Ye Tan's clear and clear eyes looked at him quietly, frowning slowly, depressed and depressed, but the waves in his eyes were like the falling rain and dew reflecting the spring on the branches, producing rippling lakes, looking at him, Mili covered in mist .

While frowning and melancholy, he smiled and said innocently, "They did it."

Yes, all these people did it.

He didn't do anything, He just showed up, He just told them that He is Udumbara and just looked at them.

Udumbara is a pure, holy, blue and white flower of heaven, representing the best of everything in the world.

However, He is polluted, the red Udumbara.

However, who knows what Udumbara looked like before the pollution?

He was like this, it was like this 1 years ago, it was like this when he was asleep in the snow valley, and he was still like this after he was awakened.

Dejected, the heart is empty.

I don't want to live, I can't die, I just exist.

Unable to be pleased and please, there is nothing in this world that makes him happy and wants to live.

He has seen the joys and sorrows in the world, and it is nothing more than this.

Not a single tragedy has touched him.

He doesn't know, it's just that, why are they so sad?

Qianhua is trapped in the ruins by her parents, is she lonely?hate it?

However, Qianhua's parents had no choice but to trap her there because they wanted to protect her, until she had the ability to protect herself.

And her parents themselves had long been annihilated in the ruins along with the family.

What trapped her for thousands of years was her parents' love.

Although tragic, but someone loves her, isn't she already luckier than many people in this world?

Why can't Han Lou get close to her?Isn't it because there are so many people, with fathers and mothers, who are still unloved, trapped in the loneliness of thousands of years.

Yuli and Qingming are embarrassing.

Yuli is so innocent and lonely.

However, how many people in this world, even if they give everything for their friends sincerely, are abandoned like shoes and made a laughingstock.

At least Yuli really got the sincere affection he wanted.

No matter how cold and selfish Qing Ming was, even though it was late, he was still willing to die for him.

Why did Yi Ying choose to cooperate with Qing Ming?Two people who are full of desire for power, isn't Yi Ying jealous of Qing Ming.

He has always been alone, and he has been sincere, but everything he defended, when he was stepped in the mud, looked at him with a smile like watching a theater.

He never had friends.

But even if it is Yi Ying, he still has power at least, and he has something he wants.

……

Ye Tan didn't know why he was so indifferent.

Why no matter what kind of joys and sorrows, in His eyes feel peaceful.

It was as if, he had seen a tragedy that was less than conceivable than the sum of everything he had seen.

Everyone's demons are not enough to make him bloom, so he has to collect the demons of the whole world.

In the snow, innocently frowning, the melancholy and weak beauty looked at Zisang Junyan: "They did it."

They are those monks who obviously have a lot in one place, but throw everything away, and fight to death for the longevity represented by Udumbara.

The inner demons of all of them gathered and strengthened the 36 core demonic realms.

The world is not stirred by him, it is the human heart itself, turning hands into clouds, turning hands into rain.

Already have so much, why sacrifice it all for longevity?

You obviously haven't lived a good day, why do you want to live forever?

Obviously existence is such a lonely thing, but I still want to live forever.

Zisang Jun looked at him with dark eyes like Yan Yongye: "Do you still remember 1 years ago..."

Ye Tan's face was unconsciously lethargic, and the only expression on the outside was a sluggish, uninterested quiet: "What?"

Someone wants to ask you, at that time, whether you really loved him.

However, Ye Tan's eyes were clear, and there was nothing in them.

"Not so long, 1 years, even Udumbara has not yet been born."

——As expected, he did not remember.

Yetan looked at Zisang Junyan's black eyes, which was gloomy and sick that he didn't have when the split was at its worst.

Ye Tan: "What's wrong?"

Zisang Junyan's eyes were pale and lonely: "I... have been looking for it for a long time..."

He didn't just look for it for a long time, he waited for a long time and much longer.

He couldn't tell who he was.

Is it Zisang Junyan, or the Tiandao Junyan thousands of years ago?

Ye Tan raised his hand and gently caressed the back of his neck, like stroking a wild animal, and made him bow his head, like a hug.

Ye Tan closed his eyes, exposing his slender neck for him to bite, but the man didn't bite, but hugged him slowly and tightly.

His slowly opened eyes were quiet and gentle: "Now that I have found it, why are you still unhappy?"

Zisang Junyan: "You want to bloom now? Why?"

Ye Tan said softly and casually: "This world is going to be catastrophe. The Heavenly Dao has been insane for 1 years, and it will die. If the Heavenly Dao is dead, the Cultivation Continent will be destroyed. Before that, I will send you to ascend."

Zisang Junyan: "I can't fly."

How could the way of heaven soar?

Yetan's face was pure and holy, there was no wave in his eyes, he was still gentle and calm: "Then let's destroy this world together."

Zisang Junyan hugged him tightly and closed his eyes: "Okay."

……

Zisang Junyan asked Tiandao: Why do you have to know, did that ruthless Taoist monk love you ten thousand years ago?

Isn't it enough that he's back?

Tiandao, who has been mad for thousands of years, is sick and gloomy, and gently embraces Yetan: [The one who is forgotten is me. 】

Tiandao is jealous of himself, because Yetan loves him.

Mingzi Sang Junyan didn't know anything, he didn't do anything, he was obviously the same as Junyan who was blank at the beginning ten thousand years ago.

However, Yetan whom Zisang Junyan met fell in love with him.

【He loves you, so you don't need to know.If you didn't have his love either, you would be like me. 】

Tiandao who went crazy, and Zi Sang Junyan, who was supposed to die and return to consciousness on the day of the military dissolution, but has not returned to his place for a long time because of infinite division, pale and sick, are already very similar.

The crazy Tiandao Jun Yan: 【Do you want to be Tiandao?You will be the way of heaven, and I will be you.Give him back to me. 】

……

At the moment when the demons of the whole world merged, the vast white light and darkness enveloped like a vortex that devoured everything.

Zisang Junyan did nothing, but hugged Yetan tightly.

In the darkness, Zisang Junyan heard a voice.

"You can open your eyes."

The voice was so familiar that Zisang Junyan opened his eyes without any resistance.

He saw Ye Tan with snow hair and white clothes, writing something in the book with a pen.

Behind Yetan, the monks coming and going were the familiar Biluo Mountain.

Zisang Junyan understood almost instantly: he fell into the cycle of time.

Here it is, 1 years ago.

He is not Zisang Junyan, he is now the puppet Junyan made by the Heavenly Dao Lingxi caught by the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai, Ye Tan.

"I've drawn the eyes for you. Now, you can look around. The world seen by human eyes should be very different from that of heaven."

The speaker stared down at the book in his hand, the rhythm of his voice was very strange, it always slowed down a lot, as if he had endless time, and there was nothing waiting for him to do.

He didn't even have the interest to take a look at Tiandao who opened his eyes for the first time in front of him.

"Yetan."

Zisang Junyan called his name.

"Well, I'm here."

The man didn't raise his eyes, but responded to Zisang Junyan gently.

At this moment, Zisang Junyan finally understood why Tiandao, who was dying of madness ten thousand years later, was obsessed with wondering if this person had ever loved him.

This person is exactly the same as Ye Tanyi ten thousand years later, the drooping curvature of his eyes, the quiet and contemptuous expression on his face are all the same.

There is only one difference.

In front of Ye Tan's white clothes are holy and clear, gentle and ruthless, everything is empty.

Ten thousand years later, Ye Tan was dressed in red and looked downcast, as if he had lost interest in everything in this world.

However, Ye Tan, who is always ten thousand years later, even has cold eyes, but it is this Ye Tan in front of him who is ruthless.

Zisang Junyan: "What are you writing?"

Yetan still didn't raise his eyes, although he didn't concentrate too much, he wrote every stroke casually: "I'm writing the name of the monk who died during the crossing. This is called the Book of Destiny."

He stopped writing, and the scroll closed by itself, turning into a little panda with twelve red and dark rings on its tail.

The little panda groaned and jumped onto the roof, trembling and running away, as if it had already opened its mind.

"Tianshu is timid, but very smart. It knows your identity, and it scares you."

Ye Tan explained gently, put down his pen, cleaned his hands, and looked at Zisang Junyan calmly.

The smile on his face was very shallow, as if there was nothing there, Fei's cold eyes quietly looked at Zisang Junyan's eyes: "Your eyes are beautiful, it reminds me of the night I saw when I was a child."

Zisang Junyan: "Is it from Changsheng Village? Then you must not like it."

At this time, Tiandao Junyan had heard the story of Changsheng Village from Yetan, and Zisang Junyan had also heard the story from Tiandao.

Yetan had already stood up, he didn't seem to like to look at other people's faces, even though he was talking to Zisang Junyan, his eyes moved away as soon as they were touched, and he would rather stare blankly into the distance.

"The night is sometimes safer than the day. As I said, you are carved according to my liking. How could I not like it?"

They were walking on Biluo Mountain.

Yetan didn't look at Zisang Junyan beside him again.

"...I don't know why, I always feel that after you have eyes, you seem to be more human."

But Yetan himself is even less human.

"...Sorry for trapping your consciousness in this human body, and I can't let you go for the time being. I hope you won't be very angry, but it's okay if you are angry with me. If you have a way to leave by yourself, You can try..."

Zisang Junyan experienced the past experience of heaven.

He knew what it felt like to be empty.

Although Yetan is by his side, he doesn't love him.

Zisang Junyan finally understood why heaven said that the beauty of Yetan thousands of years ago made people feel tingling in their hearts when they saw him.

He's just gentle.

Not loving, but gentle.

If you love him, you will be sad.