Me, sword fairy!

After the letter burned... he took a step and left the'past'.

Final Chapter The Flower Language of Bauhinia

[My life... how much is real?

The man wearing a jumpsuit and a top hat lowered his hat brim and was squeezed forward by the surging crowd.

[My birth was designed, my life course was designed, I was forced to accept that mission, but even that mission was false...] "Eternal Life" is not a game at all, it is The "cage" specially designed for him is just for him to take the prescribed path.

[My life... is all false lies.

The man lowered his hat again, blocking his eyes.

[Just so...just so...]

It was like a walking corpse who had lost its soul... But, just as the man himself thought.

That's good.

The created machine, after completing its mission...it lost its function.

He thought he had defeated the most powerful transcendor in the world, but in fact... he still lost.

Because Shiina will never lose, he just changed the way of winning.

After the reunion, doubts flooded my mind.

A martial artist of Tang Congxin's level wants to be resurrected, but it is extremely difficult to resurrect. Facts have proved that the easiest way to resurrect is the easiest way. In the future, whether it is up or down, the difficulty will be doubled, and it will be even more difficult to resurrect a mortal. It is a myth of the heavenly night.

Although Tang Congxin is not a mortal-but obviously she is not a qualified warrior, who resurrected her?

Faced with such a problem, Tang Congxin hesitated for a while and shook his head.

"I don't know... When I came back to my senses, I was resurrected. There was somebody in the air about your whereabouts, which seemed to be written by someone, but disappeared after I read it..."

"What are the characteristics of that character?" Su Changge asked. He also studied the wording very well. He wrote a good handwriting, no matter what style it is, he can easily control it-but anyone he knows , Their font Su Changge has an impression.

Tang Shuxin shook his head, "No, there is no characteristic in that character, and it is written squarely, as if it were printed..."

Su Changge was startled, then... he stayed where he was.

Huge memories poured into my mind, blood rolled and roared.

He covered his forehead and showed horrified eyes.

Memories flooded my heart.

[Xiongtai, let me make a treat, let's make a table?

[It's going to dawn...]

[I bring you back!

[Now, let's start the first step of our long march!

[I... probably leave for a while.

[Can you tell me the flower language of Bauhinia?

Su Changge's body trembled slightly.

"How can... forget it?"

[How can I... forget?

The memory hidden in the deepest part of my mind is almost a promise carved into the bone.

how come--------

Su Changge gritted his teeth, and after tens of thousands of years, after defeating the Great Emperor of Heaven, his will never lifted up suddenly.

"How can I forget it like this?!!!"

Afterwards, he pushed everyone away and walked outside, very fast!

"What are you going to do?" Perhaps Su Changge's actions were too sudden, and everyone was a little inexplicable. "Everyone has been reunited after a long time. No matter what happens, let it go first.——————"

"Can't let it go." Su Changge opened the door, slightly sideways, his expression solemn.

He gritted his teeth, his lips were bitten, his gums creaked as he wanted.

"Absolutely...can't let it go!"

"This is..." The finger joints unconsciously used force, and the wooden door panel was quickly pinched out of fingerprints.

He said

"Things more important than life."

[Where...Where is it?!!

The street is full of hustle and bustle of people-this is the most luxurious commercial street in the sacred city, with a daily flow of up to 400,000 people. In summer, people who have heat stroke on this street every day can directly form a class.

Su Changge raised his eyes and looked around—there were countless people around him, and he pushed away the crowd in a panic.

"Let me, please let me..."

The surrounding tourists wailed, Su Changge was sweating profusely.

[Where...Where is it?!

In the distance, I suddenly saw a familiar figure waving at him. Although Su Changge was puzzled, he squeezed through the crowd and reached the person's side.

————The second elder sister of the ethereal Xianzong, Chen Huaniao.

Su Changge doesn't remember this person--at least in this world line, he has no memory of this person.

[It stands to reason that it should be unfamiliar.

However, the smiling Chen Huaniao pointed out the direction for him.

Green, white fingers pointed to the northwest.

"In that direction." Chen Huaniao said mysteriously.

Su Changge's pupils shrank.

"you……"