In the past hundred years, Xie Ziyou and Xie Heng had lived a very carefree and happy life.

They had seen the most beautiful scenery in the world. They had dived into the depths of the ocean and climbed the snowy peaks. They had taken in a few disciples, but in the end, they were still the hands-off shopkeepers. After teaching them the basic martial arts and swordsmanship, they threw the disciples to Xu Wan 'er.

Xu Waner complained at first, but he gradually quieted down.

This was because this girl had gotten together with one of Xie Heng's disciples. The two of them could be said to be a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.

… The only problem was that there was a difference in seniority.

However, this was not a big deal.

Cultivators were originally people who seized the good fortune of heaven and earth, and they had a long lifespan.

The path of cultivation was extremely difficult, and the deeper one went, the more difficult it would be. It was really not easy to find a satisfactory Dao companion.

In comparison, a gap of more than ten years was not a big deal.

When the time came for them to part finally, Xie Ziyou nestled in Xie Heng's arms and reluctantly raised her hand to touch her lover's familiar eyebrows. Her fingertips swept across his handsome eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and handsome nose, and finally stopped on his tightly pursed warm lips.

"… I'll wait for you in the next world." Xie Ziyou's voice was very soft, almost as if she was muttering to herself.

He looked at Xie Heng's bright eyes and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes, "Xie Heng, I don't believe in coincidences or system bugs, but I believe in you.

I'm leaving, so you must be like this world and quickly follow me. "

Xie Heng held his lover's slender hand, his eyes glistening with tears, and said hoarsely, "Okay."

He didn't understand what Xie Ziyou meant. He only thought that his lover couldn't stand the loneliness in the netherworld and wanted to wait for him on the road to the Yellow Springs.

How could he let You wait for so long?

Xie Heng thought to himself, 'Even if you didn't say it, I would still do it.'

Elder Xie and his wife of the Vast Mist Peak left quietly. Before they left, they only left a letter, telling all the people who cared about them that they had decided to cross the mountain range, cross the Southeast Ocean, and explore the new world on a whim.

In fact, Xie Heng had brought Xie Ziyou's ashes to the Secret Void Ancient Realm.

The secret realm that only opened once every hundred years contained many secrets that no one had been able to unravel. The scenery was beautiful and suitable for eternal sleep.

No one would disturb them.

After stepping into the Secret Realm, Xie Heng saw the colorful stream again, as well as the weeping willows that had never changed since ancient times. White flowers bloomed everywhere, and green grass swayed silently the moment they saw him, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time.

As if they had sensed something, they all retreated to the sides and made a narrow path.

This scene was extremely strange. If it were any other time, Hsieh Heng-ting would have been vigilant and retreated long ago.

However, after his beloved You passed away, his heart was like dead ashes. He could only stagger forward in a daze. His mind was like a pool of stagnant water. No matter how strange the scene before him was, it was like a floating leaf thrown into an ice lake. It floated for a moment before sinking to the bottom, unable to cause any ripples.

Xie Heng slowly stepped into the river.

— — It was as if he had stepped into a ball of cotton.

It looked like a river from afar, but the moment he stepped into it, he could feel the difference.

The gurgling water did not touch his clothes. Upon closer inspection, it was actually hundreds of millions of tiny specks of light. They were multicolored and gorgeous, like tiny tadpoles, but also like brilliant stars. They clustered around Xie Heng, bringing him deeper into the water.

His mortal skin was rapidly decomposing, and another kind of power was gradually recovering.

— — The branch of the River Styx separated joy and anger, connected sorrow and joy, and connected life and death.

— — When you step into this river, your soul will be dyed with color. The living will disappear in an instant, and the dead will come back to life. All logic and time will reverse the cycle.

The voice came from nowhere, but it floated clearly into Xie Heng's ears.

Under the light and shadow, a large number of light and shadow flashed through his mind. The dazzling light exploded and extinguished in front of his eyes, and many images appeared clearly. The Luo Ridge, the fish soup, the unexpected embrace at the edge of the cliff, the sweet medicinal liquid between his lips and teeth … The flickering light and shadow, gorgeous and gorgeous, pieced together the truth that shook his heart bit by bit.

It was Guan Heng.

It was also Xie Heng.

Wrapped in the light spots, the corners of the young man's lips curled up into a knowing smile.

— — I see.

You didn't lie all along. It was just that I was blind and uneasy. I didn't dare to believe it.

… … Since there was Guan Heng in the past, and now there is Xie Heng, will there be Zhao Heng, Qian Heng, Sun Heng, and Li Heng in the future?

Sorrow was swept away. Hope and joy were like a pot of green tea, accompanied by wisps of fragrance, poured into the lake in his heart. Sparkling water splashed, and white mist filled the air.

Xie Hengyi's taut heartstrings suddenly relaxed. Under the cluster of colorful light, the young man closed his eyes in relief.

— — But the image in his mind suddenly changed.

In the endless void, a giant tree pierced the sky and the earth.

No amount of words could describe its magnificence. Under such an imposing aura, everything in the world was as tiny as an ant, like an ant slowly crawling on a green leaf.

It revealed a faint shadow between the gaps. Thousands of branches swept in front of him. Xie Heng seemed to have turned into a butterfly, fluttering between the branches and leaves. He leaped onto the crown of the tree and stopped on a jade-like leaf.

A voice said, "Have you thought it through?"

Completely out of control, Xie Heng could only feel his lips opening and closing automatically. "Of course I know. I've never been as clear-headed as I am now."

His tone was cheerful and excited, as if after a long wait, he finally saw the Dawn and was about to fulfill a promise of a thousand years.

"So troublesome." The voice muttered, and then said, "I don't understand.

Even if you find him, what can you do?

He has his goal, and you have your world. If you insist on bringing the two of you together, you'll only be a stumbling block on his way home. "

There was a long silence.

A long sigh came from "Xie Heng". Helplessness, melancholy, and extremely complicated feelings were finally integrated into a bitter laugh.

"I know." He paused and repeated, "I know."

Suddenly, a fierce whirlpool roared and came.

Xie Heng felt that his body and consciousness were cut into two. His body was pulled by the whirlpool and fell into an unknown thick fog. The sound of waves roared in his ears, but his consciousness was still floating in front of the giant tree. Unwilling to give up, he grabbed a branch and held his breath.

"I'll solve it." He heard his voice clear. Although he spoke slowly, his attitude was firm. "But …"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sound of thunder and lightning exploded next to their ears. The rumbling of thunder shook their heads, as if a thousand wild bees had built a nest in their ears. They flew close to their eardrums and danced in all directions, rumbling one after another.

Xie Heng suddenly felt his hands and feet again.

A huge force suddenly came from the whirlpool and threw him out.

It was a bleak wind and rain outside. Bean-sized raindrops shot on his body like arrows, drenching him. The hurricane roared, sweeping away the last trace of heat in his body.

He floated in the air and could not find any support. He could only fall helplessly in the cold wind, like a drifting begonia.

His limbs were stiff. Xie Heng struggled with all his might. He lifted his heavy eyelids and his vision was blurry. He forced himself to look outside.

A flash of lightning rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes. It was like a pillar that pierced through heaven and earth. It swept down fiercely from above.

…

Xie Ziyou had not returned to the System Space for a long time. When he stepped in again, he was not used to it.

He was in a good mood this time. He squinted his peach blossom eyes and hummed a little tune. He greeted the System, "Long time no see!"

The System said, "… Long time no see."

Its voice was full of bitterness and sorrow. It was hard to explain.

Xie Ziyou was a little confused.

However, he was in a hurry to enter the next world to verify his conjecture. Therefore, he did not ask further. He only urged the System to quickly import a new mission.

The System was a little surprised. It selected a mission for Xie Ziyou and asked, "You, did you not have a good holiday this time?"

Xie Ziyou beamed. "I did."

"Then why are you in such a hurry to go to the next mission?"

"I want to see Xie Heng as soon as possible."

Xie Ziyou was calculating in his heart. He said confidently, "Look, he was the main character in the world two years ago, and now he's the main character in the world two years ago. Do you really believe in such a coincidence?"

"… Uh, bug?"

Xie Ziyou raised his slender finger and waved it in the air. "That's also a super stubborn bug that's the hardest to fix. I'm guessing it'll be the same in the next world. Hurry up and pick a mission."

Seeing how the host was so confident and full of expectation, even his amber eyes were filled with anticipation, the system could only smile bitterly.

The mission was quickly selected.

…

In the Mythical Continent, demons and immortals coexisted.

Although the path of immortality was prosperous and the human world was prosperous, demons were the favored children of heaven and earth. They had an incomparable advantage in cultivation compared to humans. Therefore, the two races were equal in power. Although there were turbulent waves in private, on the surface, it was always peaceful.

However, among the powerful demons, there was no lack of violent demons who wantonly humiliated and killed humans.

At the same time, there was no lack of greedy cultivators in the human world. They secretly robbed small demons, peeled off their flesh, dug out their demon cores, and refined them into pills that could quickly increase their cultivation.

The main character was the focus of the conflicts in the entire world. He had two bloodlines and was a one in a million half-demon.

When he was young, he was raised by humans. When he was slightly older, he accidentally revealed the talent of his bloodline and was suspected by his clansmen.

The main character's mother was afraid that her son would be harmed by his clan, so she could only secretly send him to the mountains.

Not long after that, a demon was born and killed people. The entire clan was killed. Only the main character escaped death because he was not at home.

Deep in the mountains, the main character, who had no one to rely on, met a few small demons with ordinary cultivation but were very kind. They became siblings and depended on each other from then on.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.

One day, a human cultivator flew past the peak of a mountain on his sword and happened to bump into the protagonist's little demon sister. He captured her into the Demon Catching Flag and brought her back to the sect. He wanted to take her demon core and refine it for his own use.

The main character could only walk out of the mountains and enter the cultivator's sect to secretly rescue his little sister.

From then on, he stepped into the magnificent world and stirred up the winds and clouds.

…

After reading the mission description, Xie Ziyou was very satisfied.

Bloodline talent of the demon race!

As he stepped into the space-time tunnel, he faced the endless void. His mind was wandering, and his imagination was running wild.

What kind of bloodline would Xie Heng have?

A cute little demon fox or a beautiful young civet?

Would the so-called bloodline talent be the main character accidentally revealing his cat ears or fox tail?

… No, that's not right. How could Xie Heng be a spiritual cat? He was probably going to become a husky or a little teddy bear.

Too interesting.

Xie Ziyou could not help but smile. No matter what, he had to save some points to exchange for a video recorder and record Xie Heng's silly appearance.

In the future, if this bastard pestered him endlessly and insisted on asking him what his previous life was like, he could honestly say, "In your previous life, you were an obedient and cute … little Teddy.

Hehehehe. "