Goruda fell, and the magic cloud and demon were sealed by the power of Yunfu and Hou Di.
Sumo died, and Bai Ying and Jiao Ren went to the funeral tower to guard sumo 17. Zhenlan successfully restored the country and returned to the market with Bai Ying after years of governing the country.
That student was with Yan Xi, and became a sea king and queen.
But you'd better have a look for yourself. The last of Bai Ying and Zhen Lan
When the tomb of Emperor Xing Zun was opened, there was only one mirror in the empty coffin. When he picked up the mirror, he saw his own shadow in it. Watching myself wearing a crown, sitting alone on the top of the White Pagoda overlooking the cloud shortage, growing old in loneliness.
At that time, he lost his temper after only one look and smashed the mirror to the ground.
After more than ten years, he has been dominated by the cloud shortage, sitting in the position of his ancestors and overlooking the whole world, only to find that the most feared scene in the past is being staged as fate. No matter how hard he tried to escape, he couldn't escape such a fate. Is Emperor Wang Zhidao a lonely road, which only allows one person to walk alone to the end?
He once vowed that it would never have the same ending. He once wanted to get rid of the trap of fate and live only for himself. However, seven thousand years later, as the only descendant of Emperor Xing Zun, he still made the same mistake.
A lifetime of military career, glorious through the ages, in the end, only in exchange for an eternal silence.
It was quiet around, and suddenly there came the sound of birds flapping their wings in the wind.
"In the end, I was the only one who stayed. . "The sun seems to have lost its temperature on the face, so Zhenlan closes her eyes and smiles bitterly. "I still can't escape-everything I saw in that mirror is coming true."
"Really?" Suddenly, he heard a voice answer, "What's on that mirror?"
"Nothing, only loneliness. . . . "He replied without thinking. However, when' tis once spoken, the expression on her face suddenly froze. No, this is not the voice of the attendants! This is this is. . . .
At that moment, his whole body was stiff, but he dared not open his eyes, as if he found himself in a dreamland as soon as he opened it.
"Am I not in the mirror?" The voice continued.
The shadow cast down and blocked the sunshine on his cheek. Suddenly the fragrance of roses drifted into the room with the wind, just like the moment when we parted at sea many years ago. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer. Huo Ran opened his eyes: "Bai Ying!"
The sky is blue, white clouds are around, the breeze is Xu Lai, and a white dress dances lightly in the wind like snow.
The woman in white looked down at him calmly-against the sunshine, she seemed transparent and totally unreal.
He held her hand tightly without hesitation, as if the illusion would disappear as soon as he let go.
"Is that you? Is that you? " The king of empty mulberry murmured, instantly staring at the white woman in front of him, her voice trembling. "You come back? Is it really you? Still. . . Or am I dreaming again? "
"It's me, it's me." The woman covered in sunshine replied softly, "It's really Lan, it's me."
He stared at each other, and his white-haired face remained as beautiful as ever, no different from when we parted many years ago. The loneliness and darkness in Aita for more than ten years have not changed her appearance at all.
"You haven't changed a bit. I seem to be dreaming again. . . "He is not a trance, wry smile slightly," I am old, Bai Ying, can't wait any longer. I heard a call from Hui Gui. . . . Have you come to see me for the last time? "
"True haze, you are old, and even talk has become so depressed. You have to know that reincarnation has always existed, and life and death are just passing clouds. " The phantom sighed with faint sadness. "Is it my fault?" Sorry, Zhen Lan. . . . I hope to meet you again in my next life. "
In a sigh, something fell on his face, drop by drop, just like raindrops brought by the wet sea. Emperor Kongsang sighed deeply and looked intently at the person in front of him: "Bai Ying, is it really you?" You . . Have you come to make an agreement with me after death? "
"Yes, of course it's me." The woman in the sun smiled, but that smile was like Bai Yutang in the sunset, emitting the fragrance before she died. "Really, my life has come to an end. I once said that we would meet again. . . . So before the time comes, I came to see you from the distant blue ocean. "
She took his hand and smiled at him: "Zhen Lan, our time is up. Let's go back to the market together . . Heaven and earth are so far away and time and space are so lonely, how can I leave you alone again? "
"In the seventeenth year of Qi Qi, the emperor took a nap at the top of the tower, and the dream princess came from the sea on a white horse, holding hands and sobbing. This is the promise of returning to the city. From the next day, I felt the time limit. The son of the imperial edict, Shuo, is a prince, a minister and six princes. Jathyapple is as beautiful as a mirror. The emperor bathed and changed clothes in the lake, took off his sword and sat alone at the top of the tower, smiling at the sky, and collapsed overnight. The blood of Emperor Kongsang was cut off from now on.
Liuhe vibrates, and the sun and moon are dim. Before the people gathered in Yu Ling, they wept day and night, offering roses as sacrifices, and the hills turned white for three days. "