Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

As long as there is no involvement, wear and tear will not come.

Because of a certain executive, she has malice towards similar existences.

"It has nothing to do with you." Ying said distantly.

"Wow..." After being turned away, Ying Da changed his target and said to Nuo Yan, "Nuo Yan..."

"Qingnuoyan. It's Qingnuoyan." Ying coughed, interrupted Yingda, and said coldly, "Please call me by your full name, you don't know each other very well."

"Wow..." Yingda was a little annoyed. Although she is the most tempered fairy, she is also a vicious Yasha!

Not to be outdone, she replied: "We are already friends! We have swept the tomb together, we can be called tomb friends... But you, what kind of friend are you?"

"I dug this guy out of the grave, you can call me Digger."

Ying Road.

what the hell...

Qing Nuoyan blinked her eyes, caught in the middle, at a loss, unable to understand what they were saying.

"All right. All right. No quarreling."

Mi Nu smiled, after Fu She left, he was the oldest among the four Yakshas, ​​and naturally smoothed things over:

"It's Chinese New Year, didn't we agree to have a drink together? It's getting late."

. "We used to..." He scratched his head and said as if recalling: "On the first day of the new year, we always get together to celebrate. Brother likes to drink very much."

Mandrill folded his hands on his chest, expressionless, "Boring. Useless."

Really boring.

Celebrations are the most meaningless things in the world.

It's getting late.

"I brought half a jug of ale, one cup for each is just right."

As Qing Nuoyan said this, the rock elements in his hands slowly gathered, making six smooth and clear stone cups.

"Don't quarrel, everyone." He said softly, "We have to be happy. My dream in this life is to be able to live happily. Nothing else."

"I'm not afraid of jokes, this is the first New Year in my memory."

"I'm very happy now." The boy smiled. "Do you know the meaning of the New Year...it's saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new."

"Let go of the old, bad past, and usher in a new, brand new future. In other words, it's a farewell."

He lifted the lid of the wine, and the aroma of wheat wafted along the slightly cold night sky. He poured the wine carefully and handed it to everyone: Mandrill, Yingda, Minu, Fanan, and Ying.

It was getting really late.

Most of the lights in Liyue Harbor in the distance were extinguished, and only a few fireworks remained, burning small holes in the black night.

The lights went out, but the fireworks went up one after another. Bunch after bunch of fireworks dragged their gorgeous tracks, blooming with colors, dabbing on the drawing paper of the starry sky, and even illuminating the distant Wuwangpo.

Mandrill, Yingda, anger, and difficulty.

Nuo Yan watched them one by one.

Perhaps, they used to be their own family members, the teenagers were very happy, and after many years, they would still come to see me, really happy.

But he was dead and buried in the grave.The past has been buried.

The meaning of New Year is farewell.

"I'm very glad to meet you all." Nuo Yan said, he raised the wine glass in his hand, "Unforgettable tonight, let's have a drink together."

"What's the toast?" Ying Da asked, "Each annual meeting, my brother would think of a long toast...'For example, 'for the mandrill to grow five centimeters next year' or something like that."

"What about the past promise and today's fireworks?" Nuo Yan said.

"It doesn't feel as good as 'Drill will grow ten centimeters more next year'." Mi Nu said seriously, "But it doesn't matter, let's decide to be a teenager."

"..." Mandrill's face was covered with black lines.

"Then, cheers?"

"Cheers." Ying nodded helplessly, and she told Nuo Yan, "I can only have one drink."

"cheers."

"cheers."

"To the promises of the past and the fireworks of today, cheers."

Fireworks were blooming in the sky, crackling and bursting, and the six stone cups collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

"Happy New Year"

[Second agreement, completed]

[Reward: Talisman Technique (Immortal Technique)]

[The third promise——]

...

Government affairs are done.

Everything is done.

There is nothing else to do.

Xuan Mo followed the hanging brush and ticked on the rice paper, forming a small ball, even solidified, Gan Yu didn't notice it.

Been out for a while.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the fireworks are still going off outside, and the voices of the people celebrating are piled up. She rests her chin, and the afterglow of the fireworks shines on her cold side face.

really weird.

Gan Yu hates being idle.

Only when she is busy, she will not think about things.

Once idle, the mind is emptied.

You will think of things you don't want to think of.

Should reach.

That Yaksha came to invite her again this morning.

She invited herself very seriously, and she refused very seriously.

she won't go.

For more than 2000 years, Gan Yu never visited him again.

Even, she rarely thought of him.

Already forgotten.

The little girl Yingda went to visit his grave because she lost consciousness and didn't see his appearance or scene at that time.

Countless people died, blood flowed like a river, but he smiled ferociously in the pool of blood.

Everything is false, his disguise is very beautiful, but it is just a disguise.

In other words, he may have been good at one time, but then he turned bad.

Because of 【life】.

Because of getting along with Fushe day and night, Gan Yu knows some things that other immortals don't know.

She has secrets that she will never reveal.

There is a limit to the lifespan of a mortal, even if he enters the immortal sect, he can only delay his own lifespan. 600 years is enough to corrode everything in a person, including his heart.

He's old, obviously aging, but he doesn't want to be old... He mutters all day long: 'Not old yet' 'Not old yet'.

It was during the last few years of getting along with him that I noticed the changes in Fu She,

At that time, it was not long before the end of the Immortal God War.

His temperament became more violent, and his face became younger. There seemed to be a lot of obsession hidden in his eyes, and the obsession was so strong that it seemed to drip down.

'Not yet' 'Not yet'

Deep obsession.

"Fu She practiced an evil method."

After all the dust settled, Emperor Yan Wang personally told her,

"By absorbing and plundering the lives of others, he prolongs his own life. Because he practiced evil methods, his soul gradually degenerated until he became completely insane."

"The yaksha immortals are the first target of Fushe's plunder."

Gan Yu did not tell the Yashas about this.

In fact, many things can be explained.

Those massacres, those betrayals, everything can be explained.

He killed the God of Salt, slaughtered the believers of the God of Salt, severely injured the four Yashas, ​​completely degenerated, betrayed Liyue, joined the Abyss Cult, and was finally killed in the abyss.

Gan Yu killed him without regret.

For more than 2000 years, no matter how much Yingda invited, she never saw him again, and she had no burden.

Maybe.

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Hehe, I feel that Omicron is not that powerful, hehe (proud)

Volume 74: Chapter [-] I am a Useless and Disappointed Big Brother

【floating house】

【Are you satisfied in this life】

Fu She looked at the sky, and the voice of Human Li suddenly sounded in his ears.

"not enough."

he said.

"Not satisfied."

Decisive tone.

The sky was getting dark, and rose-colored clouds piled up at the end of the blue sea level, and every bunch of waves gathered rays of light and slapped on the reef.

After the waves died, shallow water foam floated on the shore, and those foams also shone with gorgeous brilliance.

"I can't be old now."

Fushe repeated.

But he is indeed very old. After the Immortal God War ended, Fu She aged fast enough, his temples were already a little gray, and his deep purple thunder eyes were also tinged with a bit of sadness...

Or rather, cloudy.

Like the Qiutan under the sunset.

In the depths of the calm pool, dark and chaotic emotions are hidden, like rotten leaves at the bottom of the pool.

Now is the tenth year after the end of the Immortal God War, and it is the 590th birthday of Teng Snake Generalissimo Fu She, and it is also the first day of the new year.

Fu She is not a fairy beast, nor a fairy, he is just a human being who has practiced the magic of immortality. The life of nearly [-] years old is long enough and lucky enough for mortals, but he said it is not enough.

【floating house】

【Position: Grand Marshal of Teng Snake】

[Level: Level 89]