withered prosperity

The things I have experienced are also strange. If you want to tell others, who will believe it?

Even if you believe it, what can you do?

Only hate and the king's fate is over, and there is no parting, which only adds to the sadness.

While waiting for Yun Ji to walk in front of him, Yan Hai suddenly thought of these words.

This is the last sentence that Mu Fei wrote in that manuscript.

In the end, she didn't really tell the truth to her loved one, but chose to face it alone.

Seeing this at the time, he felt that Mu Fei was a little stupid.

Her lover's martial arts skills are extremely high, and if the two of them make a clear plan, it will be a great help. I don't know why Mu Fei would lie to him.

In his opinion, Mufei driving her lover away is a pretentious and foolish way of doing it.

Like to admire, don't you just want to be with him?

"Together" means that even if we die, we must die together?

If you don't do this, sooner or later your lover will become someone else, and sooner or later you will forget about her. Wouldn't it be too much for her to die alone?

You feel that this love will never change in this lifetime, but a lifetime is too long, no matter how sincere your love is at the moment, you will never know when that person who seems to be able to accompany you through life and death will suddenly change his mind.

People's hearts are separated by countless mountains, and they may disappear as soon as you let go, and they will never be found again.

Mu Fei was very ridiculous in Yan Hai's eyes, because he felt that he would never do such a stupid thing.

He is smart and careful.

He doesn't mind suffering for the person he likes, but it must be worthwhile and rewarded, and it must be based on the basis of "he is mine, and we will be together after all".

Moreover, if you can't stay together forever, you will die together.

After all, we are going to be together...

"Yan Hai." Yun Ji stood in front of him, lowered his head and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

"Your face..." He stretched out his hand to caress those scars, and held Yun Ji's face in his palm. "How did it become like this?"

"It's okay..." He originally wanted to take it lightly, but Yan Hai's focused expression made him sigh: "If my appearance changes in the future, would you mind?"

"Do you mind? You want to change back to your previous appearance?" Yan Hai thought for a while: "Didn't you say that your previous appearance was also very good-looking? Why should I mind?"

"It's nice...it's not like that...I used to...actually that can't be counted as me." Yun Ji didn't know why, but suddenly began to speak in confusion.

"Can you tell me what you were like before?"

"I used to be..." Yun Ji seemed a little sad: "It doesn't have any shape."

"Then should I ask, what were you before?"

"If you're asking me about the source of this power, it actually comes from the 'yin breath'."

Yan Hai blinked, apparently not understanding.

"In that world." Yun Ji gestured to the butterfly behind him: "There is such a tomb, a tomb of a god. In that world, there is a very powerful god, or the most powerful god. His consciousness has long since died , only the body remains in that tomb..."

Chaos, the god of nothingness, is a great god born of the sympathy between heaven and earth. Even if the consciousness is dead, the body and power will not completely dissipate, but wander around the world every day.Fearing that he would eventually endanger all living beings, the Sifang Heavenly Emperors jointly sealed him in the tomb of the creator god Pangu.

"Then one day, someone suddenly broke into the tomb of the gods and stole a breath of Chaos' sun."

"Is that...you?" Yan Hai thought of what he said just now. "But you said you were Yin Qi."

Although he couldn't imagine what it was, or what it could be, it was too far beyond his comprehension.

"No, but when the yang breath is stolen, the yin breath is also taken from the body of the chaos... No!" Yun Ji thought for a while, and felt that this sentence was not very accurate: "It should be said that the yin breath is At that time, he was separated from the body of Chaos."

Chaotic exhalation is yang, inhalation is yin.

Yin-yang qi is invisible and shapeless, but it was the essence of yang fire that stole the yang breath from the chaos, so the yin-yang qi turned into the shape of flames.

"So the body of Yin Qi has no shape, but when it was just separated, it was somewhat affected by the essence of Yang Fire and changed into the shape of a flame." A black flame jumped out of nowhere above Yun Ji's shoulder . "The spirit of Yanghuo took away the Yang Qi, and the Yin Qi was left in Pan Gu's tomb. It took an unknown number of years before Yin Qi became conscious."

"You mean, become a human...or a god?"

"No, it's just a very weak consciousness, I think it's because..." Another flame ran out and jumped on his shoulder: "Hunger."

Yan Hai reached out his hand to touch the little black fire, but Yun Ji grabbed it.

"Be careful." Yun Ji wrapped Yan Hai's hand into his own, and told him, "At that time, Yin Xi unconsciously ate part of Hun Chao's body."

He said so lightly, so Yan Hai didn't take it as a serious matter.

After all, Yunji had already killed Baoshuang and Yueying with these black flames in front of him, which was obviously more convincing than gods from another world.

But he noticed that Yunji had been using "Yin breath" instead of "I".

"The power of Yin Qi couldn't undo the seal, so it waited for many years until it met an opportunity and finally left the Pangu Tomb, but that caused it to suffer serious damage. For many years afterwards, he only I can always hide in the underworld of the darkest place to draw strength."

Later, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually exhausted...

"Yin Qi came to this world much earlier than those gods and demigods."

"But for Bo Shuang and the others, this world seems difficult to survive. Could it be that he is not affected?"

"How is it possible? Almost as soon as it stepped into this world, it realized that something was wrong." Yun Ji stroked his palm: "The first thing he thought of was to imitate the stolen Yang breath, because That yang breath was later put into the body of a fetus, and they were born together."

But in this world, no matter where to find a powerful Yangfire spirit, there is no mother who can withstand his strength, and the fetus and mother usually die when he just enters.

After failing many times, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​retreating and split himself into countless pieces...

"Wait." Yan Hai asked: "I don't understand this, what is turning yourself into pieces?"

"Its body is fire, so it is like a very, very small spark." Yun Ji gestured with his fingers: "Then these fragments began to pass through the mortal bodies of this world, and it looks forward to one day being able to Someone lit this spark..."

"Then isn't he already dead?" Yan Hai couldn't understand the idea of ​​dividing himself into so many shares.

"Although it is conscious, its consciousness is extremely simple, and it just survived... If given the chance, maybe tens of thousands of years later, it could slowly develop a more complex mind, but he didn't get such an opportunity." Yun Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and finally said what he wanted to say the most: "Although I can't count it as it, it is indeed a part of me. Its body is the fire of death. Compared with the butterfly, it should be Much better looking."