Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 378: Bai Yueguang, abandoned by the Immortal World Boss [End]

Yiyue walked slowly in the human world. His face was pale, as if he would fall down in the next second, causing many people to stay away from him for fear that he would contract some infectious disease.

He exhausted his last bit of strength and arrived at a small mountain village.

The bluestone road is still the same bluestone road, but the people selling candied haws on the street have changed.

A girl about ten years old was holding hands with a boy of seven or eight years old and bought a string of candied haws. From the patched clothes on their clothes, it could be seen that this family was not very wealthy.

"Sister, you eat too."

The girl took a bite of the candied haws with a smile, gave the rest to her younger brother, and then took his hand and went home.

Yiyue stopped and looked.

After looking at it for a long time, the owner of the candied haws shop gave him one.

Yiyue lowered her eyes and looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes instantly as she recalled the scenes of the past.

He is going to die too, what should my sister do?

My sister is the only one left in this world. How lonely she must be.

He knew what it felt like to be alone. The long, lonely nights would corrode one's heart. He watched familiar people die before his eyes, buried them with his own hands, and finally, he was the only one left in the world.

He only knew that if he was the only one left alive in the end, he would do his best to protect the world at first and become a gravekeeper, but later on, he would gradually go crazy and resent everyone, and might even take the world with him to destruction.

But my sister won’t.

He just wanted to see her again.

Yiyue arrived at the back of the small mountain village, where there was a tomb with many offerings placed in front of it. When the boy who was herding cattle came home and saw him standing in front of the tomb, he explained, "This is the tomb of a high-ranking official. That high-ranking official was very powerful and did many things. So even after so many years, the villagers still worship him."

The child scratched his head. He heard these from the elders.

I heard that there was a goddess in the past, and the villagers built a temple for her, but later the goddess disappeared.

Some people say that the goddess was eaten by a monster, while others say that the goddess became an immortal.

The child didn’t know how many years ago that happened.

He only knew that some great figures had appeared here before.

Yi Yue listened quietly, looking at the tomb that was getting better and better. She didn't know how many years ago that happened in the human world. She just didn't expect that after so many years, there were still people helping them remember their past life.

He always thought that life was just a dream.

Yiyue sat down and watched the children leading the yellow cows walking slowly on a small path with green grass on both sides. The bright sunlight made it impossible to open one's eyes.

The human world is very quiet.

The occasional tremors, broken mountains, and shattered earth caused panic, but after they prayed to the gods, they returned to their peaceful lives.

They said that the gods would bless them.

There were also demons and monsters who took the opportunity to wreak havoc on the world, but compared with the tragic worlds of immortals, gods, demons, etc., it was much better. Above the sky, even the soil was red, and the surging rivers were all dyed red. The lingering tragedy made people cry.

Hundreds of thousands of years passed before the war in the upper realm gradually came to an end.

Shen An almost died.

The opponent was too persistent, and with six helpers from Yinhe behind her, she was able to break free from the desperate situation and break the restrictions of the genetic lock.

She walked on a battlefield littered with corpses.

Looking up, she was the only one left on the battlefield.

Shen An watched the sun rise from the blood-stained clouds and placed his hands gently on his eyes.

She seemed to be thinking about something, but also thinking about nothing.

She wanted to cry, but not a single tear came out. She just walked forward quietly like a ghost, and buried the people on her side one by one.

Many years later, the human world has changed a lot, and the gods only exist in ancient legends, waiting for the day when spiritual energy will revive and they will appear before the world again.

In a dilapidated forest, a woman in gray was stroking a skull. In the skull there was a wisp of ghostly fire that had not been extinguished for thousands of years.

"Yiyue, sister will take you home."

The immortal world and the divine world gradually regained vitality, and batches of geniuses began to emerge. They heard about the deeds of the Divine Princess, and heard that this woman was the last one to defend the place, without help, and no one fought alongside her.

Some people said they saw her.

I saw a woman in a gray robe, holding a lamp in her hand and carrying a basket on her back. In the basket there was only a skull and a picture that represented the world.

The woman walked slowly, the wind and frost fell on her body. She did not look back, but just walked across the broken Yin River and the interrupted reincarnation path, looking for the traces of her old friends.

The fellow travelers I met later shook their heads helplessly. Having reached this point, separation and death are commonplace, so why should I be too obsessed?

She just smiled slightly, her obsession was so deep that it grew out of her flesh and blood and became a towering tree, and she could no longer give it up.

She couldn't be like those people.

She felt that she was just an ordinary person, with unfathomable joys and sorrows, and could not let go of the separation of life and death.

She felt that she only had some opportunities and some talent, so she left a little mark in history. In fact, it was nothing great. There were many people who were more remarkable than her. She could hardly remember their names anymore, and only knew how they died.

When she heard people's prayers, their mutterings, their admiration and praise for her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

But she didn't want to be a hero.

She was all alone in this world, drifting in and out of the world, feeling the loneliness of being at the top. She didn't even have anyone to talk to, not even a close friend or a mortal enemy.

Most of the later generations admired her, respected her, marveled at her talent, and were shocked by her brilliant achievements. They could never imagine the cruelty and tragedy of that battle, could never imagine how she felt when she erected each monument with her own hands, and could never imagine her despair when she turned around and was left alone.

No one would call her sister anymore, and no one would call her goddess anymore.

She could only get drunk occasionally, and when she woke up, she would only have the soul-summoning lamp in her hand to accompany her.

"Daoyou, what are you looking for?"

"Looking for reincarnation."

She wanted to take two people home.

Calling the soul morning and night, the soul returns at dusk, the soul returns at dusk~

The ethereal singing voice rang out, singing with blood in it, and the woman holding the lantern walked alone, the weak light illuminated the road under her feet.

All the fanfare, all the grudges and right and wrong, ultimately became nothing in the end.

Xiao Hei who had been with him through thick and thin, the silver-haired girl, the shy little dragon, the peacock-like man, the infatuated and beautiful woman in blue, and the peerless empress...all he wanted was to live a peaceful life and call himself sister with a smile.

Occasionally I have a big dream and everyone is still around me.

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