The spaceship landed on the wide tarmac, the hatch slowly opened, Ling Xiao walked out steadily holding the bottle, and Xiao Hui followed two steps behind.
When he set foot on the land of Tiansu again, only Xiao Hui heard Ling Xiao lowered his head and whispered to the soul in his arms: "Ying Feng, we are home."
The ground on both sides was full of people, first soldiers, then various civil servants, and finally the general public. Ling Xiao walked along the path formed by the crowd, and took his hero back to the land that belonged to them.
Fu Yao was waiting for him at the end of the passage.
"You have done an excellent job of yours."
"Fortunately not humiliated."
Ling Xiao opened the lid, and Ying Feng's soul jumped out of it, but did not fly away, staying beside Ling Xiao for a long time and refused to leave.
"Okay, I'll find you after I deal with something," Ling Xiao patted its head symbolically, "Be good."
Only then did Ying Feng's soul head towards the purification pool, and at this time Holo also brought over the people who were brought back from Fire Pleiades.
"We still went a step too late and transformed Tyre one by one, but it didn't seem to be successful. He has become like this now."
Tyre's crimson pupils have not changed, but human emotions have completely disappeared from the eyes, and it seems to have become a lonely star in another sense.
Tai Ruo clenched his brother's shirt tightly, "We have destroyed all the codes, and no one will be able to create Lone Star in the future. Huosu people are afraid that the history of Tiansu will repeat itself in Huosu, and my brother is not allowed to do this. The monster is left there, I can only bring him here."
He asked tentatively, "Can we stay?"
Fu Yao first looked at his expressionless brother, then at his worried younger brother, and the descendants of the ancient Tiansuren and Huosuren who had different looks behind him, and nodded in agreement.
"This is your home," he said. "Welcome back."
The curator of the museum also came, and Ling Xiao solemnly handed Bing Can and Hong Mao's daggers and missing stones to him.
"I heard that Ying Feng's dagger and I are also in the museum?"
"Yes."
"Can you put it with us?"
"certainly."
Ling Xiao's mission is over, he let out a long sigh of relief, "It's a pity that Yuji and Shuangfeng didn't have anything left."
"We've made statues of them, and heroes will always be remembered."
Ling Xiao followed Fu Yao towards the soul tree.
"What happened to the soul recovered by Huosu?"
"It has been remodeled and cultivated, and in more than ten years, it will wake up and become people just like us."
Ling Xiao sighed with emotion, "There are so many baby forms at one time, even Bi Kong has to expand the enrollment."
"Leave that kind of thing to Tayun to have a headache."
"The principal has returned to Bikong?"
"With Feijing, but they require at least two months of tourist leave every year."
Ling Xiao laughed, "It really fits Feijing's style."
When they came under the tree, the soul tree had been replanted. I wonder if the soil and water in the backyard of the church was not right. The replanted sapling grew very fast, and it grew into a big tree that only one person could embrace overnight.
"It's a world of difference before I left," Ling Xiao was suspicious, "Is this really the same tree?"
"It's the tree that grew out of your peach pit."
Ling Xiao was a little embarrassed. He raised his head to cover it up, but made a happy discovery.
"Look! There!"
Fu Yao followed him, and among the dense branches, a small, inconspicuous blue light spot shone in the sunlight.
"Is it a soul?" Ling Xiao asked excitedly, "Is that so?"
"It looks like it is." Fu Yao couldn't help but smile.
"It's nice to have new souls growing..."
Everyone looked up, where the hope of this planet grows, and as long as the hope is still growing, their beliefs will be passed on from generation to generation.
"Fu Yao, this person has something to tell you."
The two turned around and saw that Nie Yun escorted Zhu Yue over, with the fake pillowed crane beside him.
Zhu Yue's hatred for Ling Xiao has not diminished, but there is more magnanimity in her eyes.
"What else do you want to say?" Fu Yao asked him.
Zhu Yue glanced at the luminous body between the branches with disdain, "I have a request before I die."
"What request?"
"I no longer want to be reborn on this continent, give me a permanent one."
"Okay," Fuyao agreed neatly, "please."
"Don't bother," Zhu Yue refused to go to Nightmare Hall, "I want to leave where the sun can shine."
Fu Yao also agreed, turning his head and ordering Nie Yun, "Turn off the lights."
Nie Yun said a few words to the terminal, the lighthouse in the distance gradually went out, and someone stepped forward immediately and injected the liquid symbolizing death into his neck.
Zhuyue looked around the land where he lived, and his eyes finally fell on the naïve crane he made.
The Naked Crane, which has no human feelings, watched indifferently as its former owner was executed.
Zhu Yue raised her hand with her last strength and touched the face that was familiar to him, but there was no familiar expression on this face.
"I'm going to lose my mind, you won't have a little bit of sadness, okay?"
The pillow crane stared at him indifferently, without frowning.
Zhu Yue put down his hand in disappointment, his soul shattered, and he left this world, which he had no attachment to, forever.
The light of the lighthouse lights up again, illuminating the land, illuminating the path of reincarnation for its true people.
Ling Xiao has two last things to worry about, "Hong Mao and Bing Can died because of the peacekeeping troops."
"Don't worry," Fu Yao assured him, "I will seek justice for them."
He changed his language again, "And Xiao Hui..."
"It's on me," Hollo patted his chest, "I'll guarantee him to pass the fourth level of Lang Suyu for a month."
Xiao Hui looked at him with tears in his eyes, trying to keep him but saying nothing.
"That's good." Ling Xiao didn't have any unfinished wishes anymore, he stretched out for a long time.
"I should go too."
In the Nightmare Hall, Yu Quan routinely asked him.
"Have you really decided to do this?"
Ling Xiao answered the question, "I knew that I would definitely get two stitches in my life."
He thought for a while, "I can now understand Ling Xing's feelings for Gu Xing before he left. Gu Xing has fallen, and the third life is cold and thin. This is the first life. How can I rest assured of the next Ying Feng?"
"Ling Xing said that only we can stand him, and I think so too. His character is so bad, I'm too embarrassed to let him harm others again."
"This kind of Yingfeng, I should keep it myself."
The icy liquid was injected into his body.
"Do you have any regrets in this life?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were covered with white mist, and the voice seemed to come from another distant world.
Sorry...
He closed his eyes, and the events he had experienced in this life were laid out in front of him like a marquee.
Huosu's farewell journey, four thousand years of time jumping, Yutian's short-lived sweetness, Bikong's mutual enemies...
If there is any regret...
The camera has jumped to Bikong. On that rooftop, the young Ling Xiao jumped off the high platform and landed right in front of the equally young Ying Feng.
"Now someone is offering their blood, but you don't accept it. What kind of person are you looking for?"
Ying Feng, who had always ignored Ling Xiao, twitched the corners of his mouth wickedly.
"I don't know. If you donate your blood, maybe I'll think about it."
The person who made him fall in love but didn't know it had a green face.
Ling Xiao's thoughts drifted past, staring at him affectionately for the last time.
I would.
Ying Feng was startled, "Why are you crying?"
The young Ling Xiao mechanically touched his face, and it actually felt moist to the touch. He stared blankly at the liquid on his fingertips, and more and more tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably.
He fled in despair, not noticing Ying Feng's involuntarily raising his hand behind him, only Ling Xiao's thoughts had a panoramic view of this scene, if he hadn't left in a hurry, could the two of them have recognized earlier Clear each other's minds
He leaned over and rubbed his lips on the other's finger in a fascination.
Ying Feng stared blankly at his hand, as if he had the illusion of being kissed.
There is no more regret, Ling Xiao is the first time, in the direction that he should go, and leaves without concern.