Farewell

Su ink look complex look to the white crane on the face of ferocious and dead Liufeng, look complex.

There was no other stir in his heart except for those who had died in vain.

Without the fear of the first killing, without the guilt of the first killing, without empathy...

Is this the price of growth?

Su Mo looked up to the sky and sighed...

I just saw... I did what I wanted to do..... Oh, Holy Mother!

Kind of... Revenge for you...

You can rest in peace...

Suddenly, the dead Liucheng body lit up a red light, lit up a nameless fire.

"Karma fire?"

The dark red fire, burning with extraordinary restraint, seemed only to burn the body and did nothing else harm.

In the flames of fireworks, Willow city blinked into ashes.

When the wind blew, the pile of ashes was filled with the void... Vanish into a little light.

Among the little light, there suddenly appeared a shadow...

"These are..." Ning Snow White looked at these appearance of the shadow, crazy open.

The old man heaved a sigh:

"... Let go of the grudges!"

These shadows filled the whole sky in front of the hall, and looked a little sad.

Way shadow looking at this clear sky, eyes show the color of confusion...

The sky was clear and the sun was shining...

A swaddling shadow in the arms of the eyes of the confused color gradually dissipated, looked around, saw the following field in the whole white shirt and hair delicate young figure.

The man's eyes were complex, sincere, and full of compassion...

The shadow with the swaddling clothes seemed to understand something, and looked down into the eyes of the man in the field below with the greatest tenderness and gratitude.

Virtual shadow on Su ink gradually bent down...

The confused shadow in the void slowly faded, and they all looked at the familiar figure in the field below.

That thin and resolute, straight and soft figure...

Slowly they all seem to have figured something out...

A swordsman shadow looked at Su Mo in the field below, opened his mouth, and seemed to remember Su Mo Su Mo still owed him a pot of Xinghua village.....

Only they have avenged themselves... I guess it paid off...

The swordsman's shadow waved several empty hands at Su Mo, as if there were a sword in his hand...

Looking at Su ink puzzled look, swordsman shadow haha smile.

Then sighed and bent over to Su Mo...

A frail old shadow eyes looking at the field of Su Mo, is the familiar breath...

It was the comfort of that night...

"My grandma also said... I will cook dumplings for you..."

"And you said... I want to eat grandma's dumplings..."

That look... It's not giving up...

A small shadow, back to God.

Little shadow looked down to the field below the white dress and graceful Su Mo and holding a long gun should stand on the field...

Someone who was dressed not in black, as he had been that night, but in white, like her own family.

And the man who stands tall and has a big heart... Just standing on the field, but like a man standing between heaven and earth!

My brother...

"Daddy..."

King Ying looked at the small shadow on the void with dull eyes. He could not stop shaking and was on the verge of falling.

"Tong Tong... Tong Tong..."

"My poor little boy..."

"My poor... My daughter...

King Ying stared at the small shadow tightly, not daring to blink, for fear that if he blinked, the clever figure would disappear.

"Tong Tong... Tong Tong..." A figure floated into the front of the hall, long hair messy, like a long time has not taken care of.

They were beautiful and tall. But the pale, sad face was covered with tears, looking at the small shadow above the void, and crying! This suit for repair, but also can not change their daughter home!

My mother...

Small shadow looked at the three people below the field, smiling...

This smile is like a spring awakening... Like a hundred flowers blooming!

"Tong Tong... I went home..."

...

The thousands of shadow in the palace above, the people in the imperial city looked at the shadow.

The people were talking, they didn't understand what was going on.

Until someone saw his familiar figure in the vast virtual shadow...

A woman sobbed as she watched the shadow of a butcher cover her face.

"That's... The father of my child, that's... Father of my child!"

"My son... The child..." The woman turned to the room and cried, "Come out... Come on out... And look at your dad... Look at your dad...."

A child ran out of the house and was dragged down by the woman on his knees, looking at the shadow above the emptiness.

"Daddy..." The child murmured.

The butcher-like figure on the void also saw his relatives below and grinned...

Children that ignorant thoughts seem to understand what, with tears, deep worship to the void...

"Child..."

"Congratulations to Daddy..."

...

A group of people who looked like students ran out of the school and saw the shadow of the gentleman above the void.

Outside the school, as in the school, the students were placed forward and backward, and seated on the floor.

To the master in heaven, as in the past, he shook his head and recited the disciple rules that the master taught them in the past, but he did not want to learn:

"Disciple discipline, sage instruction,

Filial piety first and faithful second.

Pan-love people, and pro-human.

If you have the power to do so, learn literature.

Parents call, should not delay.

Parents life, do not be lazy.

Parents teach, must respect listen.

Parental responsibility must be obeyed.

Winter is warm, summer is smooth.

Province in the morning, night is determined..."

The shadow of the gentleman above the void smiled with tears at the sight...

The students bowed down deep into the void...

"Students wait... Send you... Mr...."

...

A man who looked like a scholar sat slumped on the street, holding a wine jug, looking at a beautiful shadow in the vast empty shadow in the sky.

Endless deep feeling in the eyes!

And the soft shadow in the sky looked at this scholar and smiled, which contains endless tenderness and unwillingness...

"This life..."

"I have wronged you... In my next life, I will never be a scholar..."

"We..."

The scholar took out a black pill, put it in his mouth, and took it with wine.

The beautiful shadow in the sky saw, shaking his head slightly sigh...

"... See you in the next life!"

"The next life... Goodbye..."

...

The whole imperial city fell into a kind of silence, a kind of silence that is not silent but absolute.

All kinds of goodbyes, slowly staged!

There is suffering in the world, there is love everywhere...

Not like you and me?

We are all a microcosm in this vast world, some suffering, some happy...

Each has joys and sorrows, looking for that seemingly nothingness... A feeling that can last a lifetime.

Send deep feeling,

Give a farewell...