Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?

Yang Gu seemed to feel the delicate breeze. He was standing in the territory of this small sect. There was no sunlight and the sky was dark, but it seemed to be getting brighter and brighter here.

Characters passed through his field of vision, leaving more or less traces behind them.

There are people whom Yang Gu knows, and there are also people who have been killed by Yang Gu.

More importantly, there are people he is very unfamiliar with.

Time keeps going backwards, nothing changes here, but people come and go.

Some people left and never came back.

Some people are still there, but the years have changed.

Some people are forgotten, some people are remembered.

Some people start to go crazy, and some people become more and more sober.

Only the house in the middle, where no one has ever appeared in the darkness, enjoys the respect of everyone.

Gradually, Yang Yu also found that more and more people appeared around him, but they were all separated from him by a layer of veil. Perhaps he only needed to move his fingers to pierce this layer of veil easily.

Yang Yu's heart became more and more complicated, but she still didn't make any move, she just looked at everything in front of her silently.

As time goes by, things change and people change.

His figure soon appeared in a remote village.

A woman wearing a long skirt and a bamboo hat on her head, covered with a layer of black gauze, stood quietly outside the village.

This figure made Yang Yu take another look, simply because he felt a hint of déjà vu in this woman, but it did not coincide with the figure in his memory.

The village was desolate and lifeless, and the wind was so cold that it seemed to freeze the spider webs hanging under the thatch.

It seems that no one has set foot here for a long time, or maybe the people who originally lived here have changed.

Yang Yu felt a sense of sadness in that woman, and didn't know why she was sad.

She stood there quietly and watched for a long time, until the sky turned completely dark and the surrounding area became dark.

"There is an island on the Xiyue River. I will never be able to leave there. This should be the last time I come to see you."

"If you still remember me, come find me."

She seemed to be speaking to the air, and her tone could not hide the sadness and desolation.

Yang Yu confirmed her identity, but never thought that this passerby had such a past.

Everyone like her may have had no choice but he never saw it or didn't care, let alone had time to see it, because too many people had disappeared in the long river of time.

Seeing the woman's figure gradually walking away, Yang Yu suddenly wanted to know where she had gone.

Not now, but in the future. She finally left Xiyuejiang, but she never saw him again.

…

Soon, the scene changed again.

A figure knelt quietly in the glorious hall, prostrate on the ground, and his body was shrouded in a layer of shadow.

An invisible voice read from the high hall, and the voice echoed in the hall.

"Winning or losing is just a choice, not a result. One person goes up, the other goes down. It's just different paths leading to the same destination."

"Earth Demon Cliff is a place where turbid energy falls. Death is not life-threatening, it is also vitality. From now on, it depends on you."

"From this moment on, don't look back."

"..."

"As commanded."

The prostrate figure replied resolutely, got up and left here with determination.

…

"He, the reinforcing world man, came to get the weapon."

In the solemn hall, a familiar voice sounded.

The girl hiding outside the high wall turned pale and slowly retreated to her room. She curled up and lowered her head, quietly waiting for her fate to come.

Yang Yu unconsciously tightened the bow in his hand, and the cold hand also held his hand tightly.

…

Pictures kept appearing and disappearing in front of Yang Yu's eyes. Everyone he had ever seen became the protagonist in these pictures.

And he was just a silent bystander.

He still clearly remembered many people he had interacted with, people who died in his hands, and people he helped.

It turns out that everything is illusion, but not entirely illusion.

After seeing the past of countless people, it is difficult for Yang Yu to remain indifferent.

From the true feelings in his heart, he initially wanted to save the world, but as he grew up, he became more and more numb, because he never saw any reason to save the world.

But now he felt it one by one, and suddenly found that these people had made the same choice as him, but they all chose to go without hesitation.

Is this the reason he needs?

It seems so, and it seems not.

The picture finally settled on a ray of fire, and a swaying bonfire appeared in front of Yang Yu.

Around the bonfire, a group of people were sitting on the ground, and many eyes were looking at him at this moment.

These looks seemed familiar, yet completely unfamiliar.

He had seen these eyes, but they were not what they once were.

The only thing that didn't change was the bonfire in front of them. It reflected the figures of everyone, and their shadows swayed with the light of the fire, far and near.

No one made any move, and they were not surprised at all by Yang Yu's arrival. They seemed to have been waiting for this moment for an unknown amount of time.

At this moment, Minghe's figure appeared behind Yang Yu.

His eyes did not look at Yang Yu, nor at the crowd, but at the fire in the center.

"This is the fire."

"I know."

Yang Yu nodded. He already knew the name of this fire. He still clearly remembered that when he saw this fire for the first time, the prompt box in front of him said this:

"The first flame that originated from the birth of the Land of Yiyuan merged with the past of the Land of Yiyuan. Because it contains many traces, the source of fire is immortal and the source of Yiyuan is endless."

Things that I couldn't figure out before are now clear to me.

What is the past? These people are the past.

Everything in the past is a prologue.

"This fire has another name."

Minghe suddenly said again.

"It's also called the Ray of Hope."

"Light of hope..."

Yang Gu silently recited this name, a very simple name.

Is all the past mixed with hope, the light formed by hope?

"Actually, this is the light you should be integrating with."

Minghe told the truth.

Everything should have gone according to plan. He would eventually die in Yang Yu's hands and become Yang Yu's fate, which would also give Yang Yu a new light.

He will accept it all as it comes, hoping to find real hope.

"I think these reasons should be enough."

After all, it was time to make a decision. Minghe had already given Yang Yu the reason he wanted.

Now, Populus just needs to accept it.

From now on, he will become Yang Yu's destiny, and the fire will never be extinguished. This is his destiny.

Yang Yu did not make a choice immediately. His eyes lingered on the figures around him and the bow in his hand.

These people were waiting for his answer, and they had been waiting for a long, long time.

Countless choices are only for the final choice. Regardless of success or failure, at least the light of hope will not go out and hope is still there.

No one urged Yang Yu, even Minghe waited silently. He believed that Yang Yu would eventually make a choice, a choice called hope.

Gradually, Yang Yu leaned down and sat on the ground, sitting by the fire.

Although the fire in front of me was bright, I couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

"I see."

He nodded.

"However, I choose to refuse."

"..."

In an instant, the originally swaying fire suddenly froze, and the gazes looking at Yang Yu also froze.

Ming He's figure appeared, took two steps, and sat on the ground with Yang Yu.

Yang Yu had never thought that except when he killed Minghe, he had never been so close to Minghe.

"Why?"

There was a hint of surprise on Minghe's face, but more of it was calm, and he asked.

The truth that had been hidden for a long time surfaced on this day, all for the sake of waiting for this moment.

Like him, everyone who has dedicated everything has reached the end that he has never reached in his life. He only needs an answer, but why did Yang Yu still choose to refuse.

"Answer me a question."

Yang Gu said softly.

Minghe nodded.

"Is this still what you want me to do until now?"

He looked at Minghe seriously.

"This is life."

Minghe replied, because he is life.

But Yang Gu shook his head.

"This is not my life."

"Have you ever thought that although everything you did was right, it was wrong?"

"I just stand on everyone's side and become the fire called hope, allowing you to hold up this torch."

"No, that's not what I meant."

Yang Yu still shook his head.

"I mean, why not be the one holding the torch?"

"..."

"Do you know why I want to save this world after returning to Earth?"

"Because they are hope, and there is light in them."

"Do you know why I want to leave the original world and feel disappointed in this world?"

"Because only I have light."

"Of course you made me see the cruelty of this world, and you also made me feel hopeless, and you also saw their past, but if you held up this fire called hope from the beginning, would it be different?"

Yang Yu's voice was not loud, and the stagnant firelight began to sway again, but what was greeted was Minghe's long sigh.

“You’ve seen, I’ve tried, and it doesn’t work.

Resistance does not mean that everything can be reversed, and the same applies to you, otherwise there would be no original world as it is now.

What you see is everything I can do my best to show you, and this is the only way. "

"Why not try again?"

Yang Yu smiled, this was the reason for his refusal.

Shackles are meant to be broken, not to be escaped or left to others to break.

Of course, he also knew that Minghe was not so easily convinced.

When everything is on Minghe's body and the wind gets stronger and stronger, the only fire will be extinguished at any time.

How can someone who has persisted for so many years be persuaded so easily?

But why could he be persuaded to accept all this? Accept the so-called fate?

He admitted that he was moved after seeing these past events. His original intention from the beginning was still to save this situation and it has never changed.

However, he does not need the light of others' guidance, what he wants is the fire that grows wildly.

The light in the bottle will not go out, but the prairie fires all over the mountains and plains will only get stronger and stronger no matter how strong the wind is.

"Life and fire are both here, you have no other choice."

Minghe is indeed not so easily persuaded.

But Yang Yu smiled.

"I wonder if Master has ever heard such a sentence?"

Minghe looked at him, and everyone looked at him.

"That sentence is called - I have no control over my destiny!"

After the words fell, Yang Yu's hand slowly stretched out, passed over the fire that did not feel any temperature, and suddenly reached into the fire.

"I accept hope, but I don't want life."

"I have my own life!"

He said word by word, without looking at anyone, only looking at the fire in front of him, his eyes full of determination.

The hand that reached into the fire suddenly pulled out, and the fire that had been fixed here forever was gently picked up in Yang Yu's hand, separated from the burning firewood, and fell into Yang Yu's hand. Jumping.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, began to burn more violently in Yang Yu's hands, and rose into the sky, emitting an increasingly bright light.

The figures who were sitting around the bonfire also stood up and joined the fire at this moment.

Every figure intersected with Yang Yu's eyes, and without any hesitation, they transformed into scorching flames.

The flames that could not feel any temperature suddenly began to scorch everything around them, and the gray sky and earth burned like a picture scroll.

Minghe stood up quietly and looked at the flame in Yang Yu's hand. The firelight illuminated his face, and his face was full of complexity.

This disciple, who had been growing rapidly under his guidance, finally chose to accept hope and reject fate.

"Have you ever thought that this might undo everything we have done?"

"What are you afraid of? With me accompanying you, even if you fail, at worst, you will be annihilated together. Are you guaranteed to succeed from the beginning?

Besides, we have hope. "

Yang Yu looked at the blazing flames in his hands, showed his white teeth, and smiled.

Until those familiar or unfamiliar figures disappeared one by one in front of his eyes, until the cold hand that had been holding his arm slowly let go with a trace of reluctance at this moment, and a beautiful figure appeared opposite Yang Yu.

Between them, through the firelight, they still couldn't see her clearly.

Countless fragments flew out of the beautiful figure's body and flew into the fire, like moths rushing to the flame, making the fire more intense and hotter.

"Am I your hope too?"

On the other side of the fire, a soft inquiry came.

The toughness of the past is gone, only tenderness remains.

"No……"

"You are my light."

Yang Yu endured the sudden soreness in her nose and the choked throat, with crystal clear eyes and a slightly ugly smile.

"It's so ugly, little bitch, but I tasted it just now and your taste has become sweeter. I remember it was very bitter before..."

"Well, goodbye, little Bitzi."

In the firelight, a hazy smiling face seemed to appear, silently blending into the firelight.

Soon, this last figure disappeared.

"Goodbye... Gong-niang."

The crystal tears could no longer be held back and fell from the corners of Yang Yu's eyes.

Yang Yu looked at the fire in his hand with red eyes. The fire became more and more intense, as if it had become the only light between heaven and earth, surpassing all the brilliance and covering all the darkness.

At the same time, the bow he had been holding tightly in his hand finally lost its white color.

He still remembers the name of this bow, but he will always remember the name that accompanied him along the way.

He tightened his grip. (End of chapter)