The night is as deep as water.

Xu Yi sat on the roof of Prince Yi's mansion and stared blankly at the sky.

White clothes sat beside him, silent.

The two of them have been in this position for three hours.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Xu Yi suddenly asked.

White clothes shook her head silently.

"No, I'm really stupid."

Xu Yi lowered his head, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Even though I know that the cycle of reincarnation is false, even though I know that everything here is false, I know that even if I try everything, I cannot let the dead live again, but I try to go against the heavens and change my destiny again and again, immersed in the illusion and unable to extricate myself."

"What are you talking about?"

Baiyi frowned, with concern and worry in her eyes. She gently held Xu Yi's hand, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said, "Xu Yi, you have tried your best, don't hurt yourself anymore, okay?"

"good."

Xu Yi nodded, and the pain in his eyes gradually dissipated.

What followed was a hint of relief.

Pulling Baiyi's hand away, Xu Yi jumped off the roof and strode into the mourning hall.

Looking at the three coffins in front of me, my knees bent and I knelt down.

"Brother, don't be sad, take care of yourself." Wang Buren, who was next to him, threw yellow paper into the brazier, and comforted him while enduring his grief.

Xu Yi nodded and smiled.

Then bend down and kowtow.

One, two, three.

"Dad, I've worked hard, very hard, very hard."

There was no sadness on Xu Yi's face, but only a faint nostalgia and smile.

"Rest in peace, there are too many regrets in this world. Even if you do it again, it will be difficult to make up for it."

"I still feel very regretful, but I don't regret it, and I don't escape anymore."

Xu Yi smiled and stood up, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Baiyi asked.

Xu Yi reached out his hand, hugged Baiyi gently, and said gently: "Baiyi, wait for me."

"You're leaving?" Baiyi widened her eyes.

"Yes, I'm leaving and looking for you a few years later. At that time, you were already the saint of the kingdom of God."

Baiyi's eyes were full of confusion and worry: "Xu Yi, you... don't scare me."

"I love you."

Xu Yi paused word by word, opened his mouth gently, let go of his hand holding Baiyi, slowly retreated, and then retreated.

"The cycle of reincarnation is not terrible. On the contrary, it is a place that makes people heal their pain. I don't know who built it... Thank you..."

Take one step and everything in front of you disappears.

In the thin red light curtain, Xu Yi took a step in the dazed eyes of the old madman and the old dwarf, and then opened his eyes.

"You, you... little madman, you actually..." The old madman's expression at this moment is hard to describe in words.

It was a kind of shock mixed with horror, joy mixed with confusion, pain mixed with relief.

"I said, if you can do the first one, I can do the second one."

Xu Yi smiled at the old madman.

"How could it be..."

"I have to let go."

In Xu Yi's eyes, there was a dullness like an old man in his twilight years.

"Life, this life is a process of continuous gain and loss. There is no perfection or flawlessness. It is just people's self-deception and ultimate pursuit. I strive for what I can get, let go of what I have lost, and understand it, and then I understand it."

The old dwarf looked at Xu Yi with admiration and envy.

He has lived for seventy or eighty years, but to this day, he still does not have the ability to see through Xu Yi.

"The cycle of reincarnation is quite interesting, but I really don't want to do it again. After all, it's quite painful, hahaha..."

In Xu Yi's free and easy laughter, the old madman also laughed loudly.

The three of them walked forward, but no longer encountered any dangers or changes.

The red fog is still surging.

"I thought you would die here, but I didn't expect you, a little lunatic, to see through. It's so regretful." The old lunatic said.

Xu Yi smiled but said nothing.

He was indeed forced to forget that the strong men who died in the cycle of reincarnation all died of suicide.

But Xu Yi did not take everything that evolved from beginning to end to realise.

He just wanted to try and see what kind of changes would happen in his life if he hadn't gone to southern Xinjiang.

This way of constantly repeating is quite exciting at the beginning, but after repeating it a few times, you will feel tired.

After Xu Yi struggled and worked hard, he realized that no matter what, Xu Yunyao would die.

After all, what he asked for was a clear conscience.

Once you struggle and work hard, you will feel guilty.

It sounds simple, but how many people can truly see through the past like Xu Yi and know how to let go?

"Senior, how did you live in the first place?" Xu Yi asked curiously.

"As about the same as you, I also committed suicide several times, and I did it several times, and then... I killed everyone."

The old madman said it lightly, but Xu Yi's hair stood upside down.

Even if it is false, it is really crazy to be able to kill someone who is as precious as his life.

At least, Xu Yi could not pass the knife to Xu Yunyao.

Different mentalities, different experiences, and the roads you take are not clear, so the choices you make are different.

There is no right or wrong, there is only the result.

The old madman walked through the cycle of reincarnation, and Xu Yi also walked through the cycle of reincarnation, while the others committed suicide.

This is the result.

After walking for about ten minutes, at the end of the cycle of reincarnation, there was a black vortex.

"This is the only exit of the Black Death Prison. The place to go is random, but it must be in the Kingdom of God." said the old madman.

Xu Yi nodded and smiled at the old dwarf: "You can see the red leaves when you go out. If we get separated after we go out, remember to come to the Nanjiang Palace."

"Thanks……"

The old dwarf said gratefully, then turned around and looked at the journey covered by blood mist.

Silently, I made a decision.

"Senior, remember to come to the Nanjiang Palace to find me." Xu Yi said to the old madman.

"What are you doing to kill you?"

"Then you'd better stop looking for me, as there will be no future." Xu Yi bowed and strode into the black vortex.

As the sky turned dizzy, Xu Yi opened his eyes.

There were bursts of exclamations coming from my ears.

Xu Yi ignored it and looked up at the sky as soon as possible.

The sky is very blue.

"King of Southern Xinjiang!"

A delicate cry made Xu Yi turn his head.

The woman in a sky blue gauze dress has a fascinating face, showing cheerfulness and liveliness, and mixed with a touch of eccentricity.

She is beautiful, has a good figure, and has a sense of ethereality, like a little fairy.

Qu Miaomiao's eyes were almost glaring out.

Didn’t Xu Mutian be imprisoned in the Black Death Prison? Why did he suddenly appear here?

"Is this...you are?"

Xu Yi suddenly realized that he was standing on a high-built platform, with flowers almost covering the ground.

There were countless people gathering below, with a crowd of people, more audiences than when he and Qin Huo were fighting for life and death in Tiantai.

"I'm so angry, the King of Southern Xinjiang doesn't even know me."

Qu Miaomiao's cheeks bulged up and she pouted and said, "I'm called Qu Miaomiao."

"So it's Fairy Miaomiao." Xu Yi suddenly realized that how many women in this god could have such great influence?

"This is someone's special performance. The King of Southern Xinjiang came in for no reason and interrupted his performance. He had to make some compensation." Qu Miaomiao said.
Chapter completed!