Lonely Swan Song

After a sip of wine, the old man told the story. He was once the main force of the demon clan in the Nightless War, leading the demon clan to gain an advantage in the early stages of the war. After countless battles, he could already see the dawn of victory approaching the demons. But a battle made him hit rock bottom. He lost, miserably. None of his comrades survived. He lost an eye and his feet became unsafe. Soon, he learned that the reason why the Alliance of Immortals and Gods was able to win was because there was an organization called Qiming Palace behind it. He attributed the loss to Qiming Palace. Later, he heard that some people from the demon clan had also joined the Qiming Palace, and he hated them all equally. "Teacher Bai Sheng?" Lin Yeqiu asked. "Bai Sheng? Is he also in Qiming Hall?" The old man asked. "I am his disciple." Lin Yeqiu said. The old man patted Lin Yeqiu's chest: "Not bad, he has a very strong figure." "He served under me." "Then what?" Lin Yeqiu asked curiously. "He's ascended, hasn't he? This kid has a great future, haha." The old man said, "Now he has a better future in Qiming Palace. Haha." Later, he dreamed of his comrades and the failed battle. He was frightened, he was confused, and he was at a loss. At that moment, he understood that twenty years of glory had been exchanged for forty years of forgetfulness. No one remembers who he is. He started growing flowers for no reason other than because he wanted to. In the end, he planted 54,671 flowers, which was the number of all his comrades who died in that battle. This is the first sea of ​​flowers, like a field, but it fills the lonely heart of an old man.