Hunting Immortals and Demons

Qin Xuan yawned and fell asleep on the roof. Luoyunye shook his head helplessly and just stayed by her side. Zhou Yue also guarded her. When he saw the jade pendant emerging from Qiao Nanbai's palm and knew her identity, he was willing to guard her until the end of the world. Just like guarding Mr. Qiao, I can die, but he can't. The second master guarded the Qin and Han empires and the outer world, but he could not guard his family. The sky outside the sky is the demon-repelling city wall, the moon-watching ferry, the north pass, and the unknown disaster. The second master is not alone. He is the person who once stood on the wall of the city of rejecting demons and finally buried his bones in a foreign land; he is the person who has never seen his own flesh and blood rush out of Beiguan and will never come back; he is the person who sank into the Tongtian River and cannot provide for his parents in their old age. The great master is not alone either. He is a person who has never entered the house three times, a person who stays up day and night until his hair turns gray, and a person who builds a home out of ruins with his hands. Qiao Nanbai is not alone. He is a person who studies things and makes celestial weapons; he is a person who has devoted his youth without even leaving a name; he is a person who even his family members cannot see. Zhou Yue is not alone. He is the one who stands in the cold wind and under the scorching sun. He is the one who persists in a belief that is more important than his own life. He is the one who protects me and protects me. I can die but he cannot. Luoyunye is not alone either. She is someone who is irrelevant to you, but is willing to stand up for you. Qin Xuan is not alone either. She is one of countless people in this world who have never met their parents, and may never meet them; she is a person who works hard to live in this world for those who are absent.