Qizi

The spacecraft landed on the wide apron, the door slowly opened, and Ling Xiao steadily walked out of the bottle, and the small ash followed suit in two steps behind.

Re-enter the land of Tian Su, only Xiao Gray heard Ling Xiao bowed his head to the soul in his arms and said quietly:

"Hurricane, we are home."

Both sides were brushed and stood full of people, first of all military personnel, followed by various public servants, and finally the general public. Ling Xiao walked along the path of the crowd and took his hero back to the land that belongs to them.

Fuxi waited for him at the end of the lane.

"Your mission is done very well."

"Fortunately, not insulting."

Ling Xiao opened the lid, and the soul of the hurricane jumped out of it, but did not fly away. He stayed at Ling Xiao and refused to leave for a long time.

"Well, I will go to you when I handle something," Ling Xiao touched its head symbolically. "Hey."

The soul of the hurricane went in the direction of the purification pool, and Hollow also brought the people brought back from the fire star.

"We still went a step further and changed Tyre gradually, but it seems to be unsuccessful. He has now become like this."

The red eyes of Tyre have not changed, but the human emotions have completely disappeared from the eyes, and it seems to be another kind of lone star.

Tai Ruo was holding her brother's clothes on the side. "We have destroyed all the codes. No one can make a lone star in the future. The history of the fire-fighting people will be repeated in the fire. No brother is allowed. The monster stays there, I can only bring him here."

He tried to ask, "Can we stay?"

Fuxi first looked at the expressionless brother, and looked at the younger brother who looked at him, and the descendants of the ancient Tiansu people and the fire-stayers who looked different after him, nodded.

“This is your home,” he said. “Welcome back.”

The curator of the museum also came, and Ling Xiao solemnly handed him the hail and red hair dagger and thought stone.

"I heard that the daggers of me and the hurricane are also in the museum?"

"Yes."

"Can you put it with us?"

"of course."

Ling Xiao’s mission is gone, and he has a long sigh of relief. “It’s a pity that the rain and the frost front did not have anything to stay.”

"We have shaped the image for them, and the hero will always be remembered by people."

Ling Xiao walked with Fuxi to the direction of the soul tree.

"How is the soul recovered from the fire?"

"It has been re-engineered and cultivated. After more than ten years, it will wake up to be the same person as us."

Ling Xiao said with emotion, "There is so much more than one thing at a time, even the short-selling has to be expanded."

"That kind of thing is left to the cloud to get a headache."

"The principal is back emptying?"

"With Feijing, but they require at least two months of travel leave every year."

Ling Xiao laughed. "It really fits the style of flying."

They came under the tree, and the soul tree has been replanted. I don't know if it was the water in the backyard of the church. The small saplings that were planted again grew so fast that they grew into a tree that one person could embrace.

"There is a world of difference before I leave," Ling Xiao has some doubts. "Is this really the same tree?"

"It's the tree that your peach kernel grows."

Ling Xiao was a little embarrassed, and by looking up to cover up, he had a happy discovery.

"Look! There!"

Fuxi also looked at it. In the dense branches, a small, inconspicuous blue spot shone in the sun.

“Is it a soul?” Ling Xiao asked excitedly. “Is it right?”

"It looks like it is." Fuxi couldn't help but smile.

"There is a new soul growing, it's so good..."

Everyone looked up and hoped that the planet would grow there. As long as the hope is still growing, their beliefs will be passed down from generation to generation.

"Fuxi, this person has something to say to you."

The two turned and saw Nie Yun escorted and walked over, followed by a fake bear crane.

The hatred of Ling Xiao has not diminished, but there is more of an open-mindedness in the eyes.

"What else do you want to say?" Fuxi asked him.

I swept the illuminator between the branches without swearing. "I have a request before I die."

"What request?"

"I don't want to be born again on this continent, give me a permanent."

"Okay," Futurly agreed to come down. "Please."

"You don't have to bother," refused to go to the temple. "I want to leave where the sun shines."

Fuxi also agreed, turning to Nie Yun ordered, "lights out."

Nie Yun said two words to the terminal. The lighthouse in the distance gradually went out. Immediately someone stepped forward and injected the liquid symbolizing death into his neck.

He looked around the land he had lived in, and his eyes finally fell on the cofferdam that he had made.

A bear with no human feelings, indifferently watching his former master being executed.

Grab the hand with the last strength and touch the face that familiarizes him, but this face does not show his familiar expression.

"I have to fly away, you won't have a little bit of sadness?"

The pillow crane looked at him indifferently, and his brow did not wrinkle.

He gradually let go of his disappointment, his soul split and separated, and forever left the world that made him no love.

The light of the lighthouse re-lighted again, shining on the land, illuminating the path of reincarnation for its true people.

There are still two last things that Ling Xiao can't worry about. "Red hair and hail are sacrificed because of the peacekeepers."

"Do not worry," Fuxi assured him, "I will get justice for them."

He changed the language again, "and there is a little gray..."

"Package on me," Hollo patted his chest. "I promised him to spend four months in a wolf."

Little gray looked at him with tears, but wanted to stay but did not say anything.

"That's good." Ling Xiao did not have any unfulfilled wishes. He stretched a long stretch.

"I should also set off."

In the temple, Yan Quan routinely asked him.

"Do you really decide to do this?"

Ling Xiao answered questions, "I know that I must also take two shots in my life."

He thought again. "I can understand very well the feelings of Ling Xing before leaving. The lonely star is falling, the third is cool, this is the first world. How can I feel relieved after the hurricane?"

"Ling Xing said that only we can get him, I think so, his character is so bad, and I am embarrassed to let him go to harm others."

"This kind of hurricane, or I keep it myself."

The cold liquid was injected into his body.

"Is there any regret in this world?"

Ling Xiao’s eyes were covered with white mist, and the sound came from another distant world.

Sorry...

He closed his eyes and the things he had experienced in this world were like a marquee.

The screening of the fire, the jumping of the four thousand years, the short sweetness of the heavens, and the hollowing out of each other...

If there is any regret...

The camera has jumped to the hollow, and on that roof, the young Ling Xiao jumped from the high platform and fell to the same young hurricane.

"Now some people take the initiative to offer their blood, you don't accept it. What kind of person do you want to find?"

The hurricane, which has always been ignored by Ling Xiao, is rarely badly hooked.

"I don't know, if you take the initiative to offer your heart, maybe I will consider it."

The person who made him feel uncomfortable but didn't know himself had a green face.

Ling Xiao’s thoughts drifted over and the last time he was deeply gazing at him.

I am willing.

A hurricane, "What are you crying?"

The younger Ling Xiao touched his face mechanically, and he actually had a wet touch. He looked at the liquid at his fingertips, and more and more tears came out uncontrollably.

He fled and fled, not paying attention to the hand that the hurricane did not consciously raise behind him. Only the idea of ​​Ling Xiao’s thoughts would have a panoramic view. If they did not leave, they would recognize them earlier. Clear each other's minds?

He leaned over and licked his lips on the other's fingers.

The hurricane looked at his hand, as if there was an illusion of being kissed.

There is no longer any regrets. Ling Xiaotou once left, in the direction he should go, left without concern. 2k novel reading network