The next day, the sky was full of glow, the dawn of the early morning shone on the earth, and a bleak autumn wind swept into the sky, blowing and cooling the vast sky.

"Master, the apprentice is gone! That inheritance, you and the master can cultivate, I wish you and the master will always be together, flying with wings and the sky!"

Outside the Tiandu City, Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly said goodbye to the Night Lonely City.

"All the way...... Fine!"

Night Lonely City nodded, spit out four words, the young man in front of him, the dragon sleeping, when soaring into the sky, blooming the most dazzling majesty.

"Take care, master!"

"Take care!"

When the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu turned around, and flew towards the bright red sky with a heart full of melancholy.

Parting is the beginning of reunion, Ye Zhiqiu understands that the road in the distance has thousands of abysses and hundreds of feet of thorns blocking the way, but he must go on!

The road is long and obstructive, and the young man should sing the horse, ride the Pingchuan, and reach the top of the continent.

......

Breeze Town.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at the three familiar and memorable big characters, and a long-lost sense of intimacy swirled in his chest.

Thinking back to many years ago, he was still the street rat that everyone still beats, or the useless scrap.

Once, the inseparable red face belittled his talent and ruthlessly abandoned him. I don't know, she is in the Taiyin Holy Palace, is she doing well?

And today's return, it has been 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. The boy is no longer a piece of waste wood, which is enough to be proud of the entire Eastern Wilderness!

"Grandpa...... Grandson, I'm back!"

Ye Zhiqiu said a word silently in his heart, and the kind face reflected in his heart gradually became clearer.

After half a pillar of incense, Ye Zhiqiu knocked on the door of Yefu, and the quaint sycamore wooden door was as if it appeared yesterday, still so kind and warm.

It's just that the plane gate is stained with a little dust, as if it is about to rot.

Creak!

The door of the mansion opened, and a young strong man appeared in front of Ye Zhiqiu's eyes.

Familiar silhouettes, familiar faces, more familiar breaths.

He is - Ye Zhixia.

"Second brother...... I'm back!"

These four words are enough to interpret the tenderness, and the moistness at the corners of the eyes seems to reflect the prosperity of all things.

Ye Zhixia was stunned, this was the voice he was looking forward to, and it was also the voice he was familiar with.

That former boy did not die young, just for the sake of today, to return!

Ye Zhixia didn't speak, opened his arms, and hugged the young man who was close at hand, he was afraid that this was a dream, afraid that he would pounce into the air, but he still hugged it.

Even if it is a dream, even if it is empty, Ye Zhixia also wants this dream, it can be a little longer, indulge in it, and don't want to wake up!

The two hugged each other tightly, and nothing could be more tangible than a hug.

"Third brother, really...... Is it really you?"

Ye Zhixia said in a trembling voice.

"Second brother, I'm ...... I'm back, I'm not dead!"

"Good...... Grandpa's complexion has been sluggish, and now that you have returned safely, he must be very happy!" Ye Zhixia was extremely happy, and took Ye Zhiqiu's hand and rushed to the Ye Mansion Hall.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, smiling extremely happily, the second brother is still the second brother, and he is still the honest man, and he has not changed.

He remembered the scene of the past, the glorious and loyal brotherhood, rendering endless crystal teardrops at this moment.

Tick tock!

A drop of clear tears was empty, and it seemed to warm the entire Ye Mansion a little.

Half a year of flowers blooming, now a reunion after a long absence, the weight of the word family affection, as heavy as Mount Tai!

......

Above the hall, the white-haired old man with three thousand hairs, his wrinkled face showed a thick decadence, and his shriveled lips seemed to have been dried.

Ye Zhixia, silent, turned around and left, he understood that at this moment, it was the alone time of grandfather Ye Hong and third brother Ye Zhiqiu.

Half a load of time is like an arrow, the old man is in a slump, although the entire Ye family is thriving, but that soul figure doesn't think about tea and dinner, and can't sleep all night.

It's just because, half a year ago, Ye Zhiqiu fell.

And now, the young man who the old man has been thinking about for a long time has returned safely, and everything seems to be fine.

"Grandpa...... My grandson Ye Zhiqiu, after a long absence, is back!"

Poof!

Kneeling on his knees, the tenderness of the seven-foot man finally burst out at this moment, and Ye Zhiqiu knelt down with guilt.

"Autumn ...... Qiu'er: Is that you? Are you going to take grandpa away? Well, grandpa is a lot older, so it's okay to go with you!"

The old man stretched out his trembling right hand, pointed at Ye Zhiqiu, and said excitedly.

Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu's tears poured out of control like a flood that broke the embankment.

A deep sense of self-reproach filled his heart. Grandpa Ye Hong, for half a year, must have been extremely unwell.

The old eyes, the white hair like snow, and the trembling body were like sharp swords piercing Ye Zhiqiu's heart.

"Grandpa...... The grandson is not dead, the grandson is really back alive! The news of his death half a year ago is fake!"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were full of tears and he said in a trembling voice.

As the words fell, the old man dragged his tired body from the top of the hall, walked towards Ye Zhiqiu step by step, stretched out his calloused hands, and touched Ye Zhiqiu's cheeks gently.

The old man was unsure, even very scared, he was afraid that he would accidentally break this dream.

Finally, the old man's fingers touched Ye Zhiqiu's cheek, and a faint body temperature came from Ye Zhiqiu's face.

Immediately after, the old man's eyes bloomed with endless brilliance. He knows that all this is true, not a flash in the pan, not a big dream.

His grandson, Ye Zhiqiu, is really back!

Immediately, the old man hugged Ye Zhiqiu suddenly, and thousands of words stopped between his lips and teeth, a hug is enough to explain everything!

The grandfather and grandson finally reunited at this moment!

Flowers bloom and lose a dream, half a year of time and half a year of death.

How much sorrow, how much melancholy, how much longing for each other at this moment, turned into clouds and smoke, and gradually faded.

......

"Qiu'er, how long will you stay when you come back this time?"

At night, Ye Hong pulled Ye Zhiqiu to be alone, and finally raised this sad question.

He understands that the eagle soars in the sky, when it competes with all spirits, fights with the sky and the earth, laughs at the mountains and rivers, and withers the sun and the moon with a word!

This is, the heroic!

"Grandpa...... I...... I may be leaving in a few days!" Ye Zhiqiu sighed, his family was warm, but it was not a long-term solution, he wanted time to freeze forever at this moment, but unfortunately, he couldn't!

The years are ups and downs, and on his shoulders, there are thousands of burdens, and there is no way to avoid them, so he can only face them generously.

"Okay! Qiu'er...... In the past few days, grandpa wants to travel with you and Xia Er to the falling moon, okay?" Ye Hong asked softly with anticipation in his eyes.

"But it's up to Grandpa's arrangement!"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, the child who left home owed the old man too much, if he couldn't even respond to this small request, how could he live in the world in peace?

......

After a sleepless night, the grandfather and grandson talked a lot.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't say anything about the duel at Qingtian Peak two months later, he was afraid that his grandfather would worry.

And learned from his grandfather that the uncle and eldest brother Ye Fengchun suddenly disappeared without warning during the time he left, which made Ye Zhiqiu puzzled.

The only thing Ye Zhiqiu could think of was something to do with the flame birthmarks on their bodies.

As for the second uncle Ye Nankai, who was out on the battlefield, he also came back once, and after staying for a few days, he also left!

At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu's heart was like a knife, and it seemed that only the second brother Ye Zhixia was left with his grandfather's relatives who could accompany him!

Ye Zhiqiu swore in his heart that the moment he picked the flower of dawn, he would definitely reunite their family and enjoy the blessings of all people.

......

A few days are fast and fast, and with Ye Zhiqiu's speed, the entire falling moon seems to have left traces of the three of them and grandchildren.

Although the mountains and rivers are beautiful, they are also beautiful but the three of them walk side by side, the scenery is beautiful, but it is not as eager as the love of grandchildren.

The days of reunion were extremely short, and Ye Zhiqiu understood that it was time to leave.

......

The morning light cleared the clouds and mist, warmed the earth, and outside Qingfeng Town, Ye Zhiqiu said goodbye to Ye Hong and Ye Zhixia.

"Grandpa, second brother, the coming day is long, take care!"

Ye Zhiqiu showed a touch of reluctance.

"Third brother, you too!" Ye Zhiqiu patted Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder and said with a smile, but that smile was extraordinarily far-fetched.

Ye Hong was silent, he didn't dare to look at Ye Zhiqiu, he wanted to keep it, but he understood that he couldn't!

Looking at Ye Hong, Ye Zhiqiu knelt down, kowtowed three times, and then resolutely ran towards the brilliant red sun, he was afraid to stay for a while, so he didn't want to leave!

At the moment when Ye Zhiqiu rushed to the void, Ye Hong, this old man, finally couldn't help but say:

"Qiu'er...... If you are tired outside, you must remember that Qingfeng Town always has a home for you!"

As the words fell, the old man's tears poured out, staining the five-foot white robe.

When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, his back trembled slightly, and he didn't look back, but instead sped up and disappeared under the red sun.

Two drops of crystal fell, and the morning glow was particularly bright in this bean-sized teardrop......