The Last Apocalypse

Luo Hao didn't wake up until an hour later, but now his limbs are weak, and he might not be able to continue fighting.

Shirtless, Ye Qing put his head on the wooden railing and closed his eyes to rest. When he heard Luo Hao's voice after waking up, his heart skipped a beat. Trying to calm down his excitement, he asked lazily, "Wake up?" gone?"

"Well, are your injuries okay?"

Ye Qing replied angrily: "I can't die yet."

"Am I lagging behind?"

"No, you're doing great."

"What just happened?"

Ye Qing replied immediately: "Nothing happened."

Luo Hao glanced at Ye Qing's body in confusion, except that Ye Qing's body was fairer than the average rough guy, it seemed nothing unusual, "Why are you nervous?"

Ye Qing snorted softly, and he took out the unconscious dragon fruit from his trouser pocket and threw it rudely on Luo Hao, "Why should I be nervous, don't just guess."

"Then why are you blushing?"

Ye Qingteng sat up straight, touched his cheeks, and said angrily: "When did I blush, open your eyes and take a closer look, is there any redness?"

Luo Hao nodded honestly and said, "There is red, and there is pink."

Ye Qing clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "This is caused by the surge of energy and blood after I was injured, it's normal."

"The face should turn white after losing blood."

"I!"

Ye Qing was so angry that he wanted to throw a talisman to seal Luo Hao's mouth, but when his eyes fell on Luo Hao's lips, the image of being kissed by force flashed in his mind, and there seemed to be a hot root in his mouth. His tongue was writhing.

"I'm talking nonsense about you, and it's none of your business if I blush. I really don't care if I eat carrots."

Luo Hao picked up the dragon fruit and put it back in his palm with a blank expression, "I became angry from embarrassment."

Ye Qing was completely defeated, he said discouragedly: "Can we change the subject, for example, what should we do next, our mission here is to save your grandfather, not to talk nonsense about it."

Luo Hao's eyes drifted over, and then stopped at the corner of Ye Qing's mouth. Ye Qing felt a little guilty when he stared at him like this, but then he thought: I am the one who suffers, why should I feel guilty?

So Ye Qingqing said boldly: "What are you looking at, think about it!"

"Your mouth was bitten."

Luo Hao looked at the dead man lying on the ground, and after thinking about the possibility of the dead man waking up to bite Ye Qing's mouth, "I bit it?"

Ye Qing glanced at Luo Hao contemptuously, and said with a smile, "How is that possible!"

Ye Qing almost wanted to applaud himself. In order to prevent Luo Hao from being burdened, and to avoid the possibility of disharmony in the next cooperation, he generously spread a little panic on Luo Hao's behalf.

Luo Hao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "I think so, but it's not good to bite yourself, so don't bite yourself in the future."

What about the sword?

Ye Qing really wanted to split Luo Hao with the huge sword beside him, to see what was in this bastard's head.But since he has already denied it, how can he still say that Luo Hao bit the wound, not only bitten, but also...

Since we can't explain it, we have to admit it, Ye Qing pointed to the dead man on the ground, "I've thought about some solutions for an hour, I think we need to find a solution to the problem, we must first figure out what happened here, and The only clue we have to make this clear is the dead man."

"Then?"

Ye Qing rubbed his fists, "I want to go into this dead man's head to see if there are any memory fragments left, at least to find out how and why he died."

"Then?"

Ye Qing flew over with a sharp eye, staring fixedly at Luo Hao, Luo Hao shrugged and said, "Oh, I understand."

Ye Qing squatted down and brushed away the dead man's long hair. He carefully put cinnabar on the man's brows according to the pattern, but he didn't see the corners of Luo Hao's mouth slightly raised behind him. The arc guided by the claws is not the slightest difference.

After finishing everything, when Ye Qing just put his palm on the man's forehead, he suddenly felt a huge suction coming from the palm.

When he came back to his senses, the surrounding environment had changed. It was different from the darkness just now. The sun was shining and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. It was like a paradise.

But who is holding his hand?

The sight slowly moves up from the wrist, and the wheat-colored skin is a bit dazzling under the sunlight, and the firm abdominal muscles and large chest muscles are even more enviable.

Luo Hao let go of Ye Qing's wrist, "It's me."

"Why did you follow here?"

"Looking at you being sucked away, I pulled you, and finally followed me."

The warm sunlight shone on the emerald green bamboo leaves, and the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves filled the entire bamboo forest. Ye Qing closed his eyes and greedily breathed in the fresh air, and the faint sound of the piano came from his ears.

"Listen, someone is playing the piano."

"Go and have a look."

Pursuing the distant and clear sound of the piano, I went deep into the bamboo forest, and the surrounding bamboos gradually became sparse. In addition to the pleasant sound of the piano, I could also hear the sound of gurgling water.

Passing through the bamboo forest, there is a bamboo house in front of the bamboo house. In front of the bamboo house is a lake water gathered by streams in the forest. Through the clear lake water, you can see colorful cobblestones at the bottom of the lake, and koi fish are swimming leisurely.

There are two men by the lake, one of them is wearing black clothes and holding a sword in his hands, making moves, and the bamboo leaves are rolled up and fluttering in the air as he dances the sword.

The other one was wearing a plain white gown. He was sitting on the ground with a guqin on his knees, and the soothing sound of the piano was flying from under his fingertips.

Ye Qing pointed to the man playing the piano, "The dead man."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the man who danced the sword also stopped. He held the sword behind him and walked in front of the man in white. The man in white looked up at the man in black affectionately, and clasped his hands. stand up.

"Come here, two."

Ye Qing and Luo Hao walked over vigilantly, and the white-clothed man smiled and said, "Master Apocalypse, you don't have to be nervous, outsiders and I have no malicious intentions."

"Hello, I am No.20 Ninth Generation Apocalypse Master."

The man said sadly: "It turns out that time has passed for so long... I was once beholden by the third generation of Tianqi masters. Thanks to the third generation of Tianqi masters who gave me the god tree, I made this remaining dream come true. Long."

"I don't know how to call it?"

"Your Excellency, you can call me Gu Xin, this is Yan Feng, an outsider from my family."

Ye Qing glanced at Yan Feng, who was standing behind Gu Xin expressionlessly, his eyes were expressionless, except when he was looking at Gu Xin, his eyes would show love.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Qing sorted out what happened before and after, and soon became clear.

This is also a dream, the dream of the hanged man.

Ye Qing shook his head and sighed, "Why are you so persistent? You have already seen through life and death, why do you still linger in this gentle dream and refuse to reincarnate?"

Gu Xin smiled shyly, "My lord doesn't know, although I am not afraid of death, but I need to fulfill the agreement with Yan Feng."

Luo Hao asked from the side: "Stay together forever?"

Gu Xin nodded, and he took Yan Feng's hand, "I used to be the number one scholar in the imperial examination, but I was soft-tempered and had no parents and elder brothers, so I was often excluded by officials of the same dynasty."

A melancholy expression appeared on Gu Xin's face, "Fortunately, Yan Feng was with us at that time, and gradually our friendship became stronger and stronger. It's a pity that God tricked people, when the country was in turmoil and foreign enemies took the opportunity to invade, Yan Feng was a general in the court. Leading the army to go out. On the eve of the expedition, we agreed that when he returned in triumph, we would disarm and return to the fields to find a place where no outsiders would disturb us and stay together for the rest of our lives."

"But Yan Feng never came back after he left. He died on the battlefield, and not even a complete body was found."

Gu Xin sighed and said: "Heard this news in court, it was really like a bolt from the blue, I held a ghost marriage at home, and I will go with him after the marriage is completed."

"But there was concern in my heart. Instead of reincarnating, I turned into a wandering soul and wandered between the heaven and the earth. Later, by chance, I became a nightmare. Until I met the three generations of Tianqi masters, who gave me a god tree as a substitute. I planted two layers of dreams, and I was able to live in the Yangshen Tree and stay with Yan Feng."

Ye Qing felt a little sad, and he asked: "Could it be that you want to stay with a fantasy without a soul? Maybe it's cruel for me to say that, but I still have to say that the person next to you is not Yan Feng at all, he has no soul Thoughts, you can only dance swords and smile according to your arrangement, and everything is just a product of your imagination."

"The person you love has been reincarnated countless times. He has already completely forgotten you, and even has other people around him. Shouldn't you reincarnate with him, meet in the next life, and love each other again? God is fair, if you are destined to meet again, but I believe that if you continue to stay in this illusory dream to satisfy yourself, you will never have the chance to meet again. "

Seeing Gu Xin's expression flicker, Ye Qing continued: "You should think about it carefully, whether you want to live in this fantasy, or go for it."

When Gu Xin was thinking, Luo Hao said: "You love him very much, but he is waiting for you in this world."

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Hey, I don't see that you can talk."

Luo Hao ignored Ye Qing, Ye Qing felt bored, "Gu Xin, let me be selfish, the dream you are having now has caused troubles to others, there is someone outside who is dreaming of your suicide and cannot wake up."

Gu Xin looked at Yan Feng, "Give me some time, I will give him the best piano again."

"Row."

Ye Qing and Luo Hao retreated to the bamboo house and sat down on the mat, Ye Qing sighed: "It's actually quite difficult for them."

"It looks good to me."

Ye Qing tilted his neck to look at Luo Hao, "Oh?"

"Listen carefully."

Gu Xin sat down cross-legged, plucked the strings with his fingers lightly, the leisurely sound of the piano floated out slowly, following the rhythm of Yan Feng holding the sword and dancing again, Ye Qing suddenly felt a little sentimental.In fact, Gu Xin is also very hard. After spending a hundred years with an unspeakable fantasy, he chose to die in love after losing his lover, and the promise he once kept made him choose this difficult road.

The sound of the piano gradually became quicker, but it was still so far away. I could clearly feel that Gu Xin's fingertips were exerting more force, the strings stretched, and the melody became more intense, just like the thunder of war drums, but it was more of a Sad and sad.

The sword in Yan Feng's hand danced faster, Gu Xin looked at Yan Feng and smiled contentedly, the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes dripped on the strings, his fingers plucked hard on the strings, and the strings broke.

The ending sound lingered in the forest, and the sword in Yan Feng's hand had pierced Gu Xin's chest. Gu Xin closed his eyes and smiled, "Remember to wait for me in the next life."

Ye Qing patted the fallen leaves on his pants, "Let's go, Mr. Luo should wake up in the afternoon."

Luo Hao glanced at Gu Xin who had turned into a fluorescent light and flew towards the sky, he shook his head, "Let's go."