Chapter 89 The End

"What's the third question?" Song Jingyun was puzzled.

"I thought the time flow of the map would only change after the player entered, and the rest of the time was the same as the human world. Because Lu Xiaonian and his group were indeed the ones I met six years ago, and they matched the nodes in the map. But now..."

Quan Heng pondered, "I'm afraid that the time flow here is not equal to that of the human world when it was "six years" ago."

"How... not equal?"

Quan Heng shook his head: "Not sure."

Song Jingyun looked at Xianhuan, who shook his head blankly.

She hadn't been outside for too long and couldn't answer this question at all.

"I promised Mo Xiuyue to take Nian Gui out," Quan Heng suddenly said, "but this way "Yujing Beidou" will be incomplete... I never break a deal, and "Yujing Beidou" has nothing to do with me."

Quan Heng put the jade pendant back into Xianhuan's hand, without any reluctance, and said calmly:

"Leave it for you to think about it."

"What...? "Xianhuan was stunned, "You really don't want the "Yujing Beidou"? "

Quan Heng smiled: "It's just a prop. It may be difficult to find a substitute, but there will be one."

"But--"

"Xiu Yue! !"

A roar came from behind, and several people turned back suddenly.

Mark's barbed arm pierced through Mo Xiu Yue's lungs, and then threw her away suddenly, and blood spurted out!

Lin Shangu roared, and wrestled with Mark who was fighting like a trapped beast. Seeing Quan Heng and others were about to move forward, she immediately said angrily:

"Don't interfere! Outsiders! This is our hatred, I want to solve it myself!"

After she finished speaking, no matter how Mark struggled and bit, or even stabbed into her heart.

Lin Shangu didn't give in at all, and just pinched the robber's neck fiercely.

"Mark, you have killed us countless times, and you want to trample on our souls with your despicable civilization. It's really disgusting. "

"You say I am stubborn and a trapped beast, but in fact you are the most stubborn one! We fight for our own land, and you leave your hometown to invade. You have lost your hometown for so many years. You are the most pathetic!"

"All 170 people in Yanlai Ancient Town died on October 20, 1860, and no one surrendered. We are telling you--"

Lin Shangu raised her voice suddenly, her whole body swollen, as if her blood was boiling, and the condensed pollution and toxins were like explosives with a countdown.

"We, the descendants of Yan and Huang, would rather die--than live in humiliation!"

Bang!

"Ahhh--! !"

Lin Shangu exploded and her corrosive polluted blood wrapped Mark, exchanging her life for a good time.

The hearty laughter and the reverberation of the screams of pain disappeared together.

"Shan Gu, Auntie! Sister! "

Nian Gui upstairs burst into tears, and Xian Huan, who was originally stunned, hurried upstairs.

Quan Heng walked to Mo Xiu Yue's side and carefully helped her up.

The big hole in the chest cavity was as big as two fists. Even if you don't know medical skills, you know that it is impossible to save her.

"Thank you." Quan Heng said.

"Thank you... for what?" Mo Xiu Yue looked at her and said with difficulty.

"Thank you for helping me, but other than that," Quan Heng paused, "this is a thank you owed by all of us descendants."

"I just protect my hometown, no thanks... cough cough cough..." Mo Xiu Yue coughed and choked, and suddenly said, "Is there any candy?"

Quan Heng shook his head gently: "Sorry."

"It's okay..." Mo Xiu Yue smiled again with a little disappointment, "Do you know why I didn't become like that? "

Quan Heng certainly knew.

Because that look was not good, at least Mo Xiu Yue thought it was not good, and she didn't want Quan Heng to see it.

But Quan Heng didn't answer, just looked at Mo Xiu Yue, as calm as the water surface without ripples under the moon, not touched by the soft affection at all.

"...You are a liar."

Mo Xiu Yue's smile disappeared, and the corners of her lips could not help but bend down, and sadness was like fog.

Getting closer, even if there was no tears, it was filled with such sad dampness.

"You know clearly...I have guarded the tree in front of the Buddha for so many years...You said that we have two hometowns...If you can't go back, you can take root and grow..."

Song Jingyun frowned, confused.

"If I die..." Mo Xiu Yue was stunned and jumped the topic, "Will you be sad for me?"

"Yes." Quan Heng said.

"No, don't be sad for me, we are all afraid that you will be sad. "Mo Xiuyue blinked, but this time she burst into tears, "Just think that the land is my mother, I am going back to my mother, you should... cough cough... be happy for me."

"We"?

"We"... who are they?

What are two hometowns? Mo Xiuyue is not only from the human world, but has she also been to the new world?

Quan Heng frowned slightly, and was about to consider the words, when suddenly-

"Sister Xianhuan! !"

Niangui's crying upstairs suddenly rose, and then stopped abruptly.

Song Jingyun went upstairs immediately.

Quan Heng was not surprised, all Song Jingyun could see was Xianhuan committing suicide.

"You... what a good calculation!" Mo Xiuyue laughed dumbly, "How could you give up "Yujing Beidou"! !"

"The choice you mentioned is just forcing Xianhuan to commit suicide! You clearly know that Xianhuan will use himself to make up for the missing part of Niangui's soul in order to let Niangui live!

"If I don't die, will you also find a way to kill me? I am just a "nail" for you! You...you——"

Mo Xiuyue burst into tears, clutched her sleeves, and said hoarsely:

"You...are so tired."

What...?

Quan Heng finally sighed, and a trace of doubt appeared on his always calm expression.

"I... don't know what you are talking about."

She only knew that there was something hidden in Mo Xiuyue's initial trust, so she had been cooperating with the rhetoric.

But now, she had no clue at all.

It was as if there was a thick fog in front of her. She rocked the boat forward, but she had no idea where the "port" or "shore" was.

She couldn't see the direction.

"What...?"

Mo Xiuyue was stunned, looked carefully at Quan Heng's eyes, and smiled bitterly with trembling lips, "You... is this how you make yourself move forward? So that's it... I can't say it either, I will die if I don't say it... You have to find the answer yourself, cough cough cough!!"

She suddenly began to cough and choke, choking with blood all over her body.

But when Quan Heng supported her, her fingers moved up, touched the eighteen beads on Quan Heng's wrist, squeezed hard and released.

Quan Heng's expression moved slightly.

"Your goal... has been achieved."

Mo Xiuyue grabbed Quan Heng's right arm again. She was in so much pain. Her punctured lungs were like abandoned bellows. She could only breathe intermittently, and she tried her best to say every word.

"Behind Guijia Mountain... is the way home. You... take Nian back."

"Okay." Quan Heng nodded in response.

"And the ring... don't let it break outside," Mo Xiuyue said, "take her home."

"I'll take you home."

"No..."

Mo Xiuyue shook her head gently, tears sliding down her cheeks. She smiled and broke in the light.

"You... go home for me."

Quan Heng looked at the red silk on his right arm and whispered, "Do you want to see it?"

"Go forward, don't look back. As long as you don't look back, you won't regret it. If you don't regret it, you will never make mistakes."

Mo Xiuyue answered the question irrelevantly, and her breath was weak.

"There is light ahead. The answers you want are all ahead - go, let me watch you go."

Quan Heng stood up and looked at Song Jingyun.

"It's broken." Song Jingyun handed the broken jade pendant to Quan Heng, "Nian Gui disappeared, and the ring is gone, only this jade pendant."

Quan Heng put it away: "Wait until you get out."

The two left, and when they were close to Guijia Mountain, Quan Heng turned around and raised his hand to lift the fluttering red curtain.

It was like crossing a long river of blood, tears and years, and it instantly crossed thousands of miles, with brilliance and perseverance.

The bright red danced with the wind, lingering with the wind whistling from this land.

In a trance, it was the gaze of the hometown looking at the wanderer, and the smile of Mother Earth.

It was a gentle and heavy arc.

The distance was too far, how could ordinary people see it?

But Mo Xiuyue smiled and saw it clearly.

"Mo Xiuyue, don't rust my moonlight..."

[Mo Xiuyue] smiled softly, lowered her eyes and cried.

"We've all gone back, and I want to see... my hometown..."

See the fertile land that I protected as a human, and the cradle that I grew up in as a monster.

See the two places that gave her life, carrying a history of suffering, and heading towards a glorious tomorrow.

[Ding Dong! Congratulations to players Quan Heng and Song Jingyun for completing the Joker mission! Achieve the "Kill the Game" achievement, and this map will disappear forever. ]

The world began to collapse.

The restoration of "Yujing Beidou" does not require her soul after death.

——Because she has already died, even this map depends to a large extent on her obsession.

She, like Lu Xiaonian, is a [nail] that serves as an anchor.

Just one is voluntary, and the other is passive.

Mo Xiuyue leaned against the wall and tiredly propped up her eyes, watching the light in the sky slowly approaching, approaching...

"Am I... am I a qualified warrior? Leader..."

The voice was silent, the breathing was stagnant, and the light condensed at the fingertips--

She disappeared before the dawn.