Kyushu is boundless, and Fufeng is silently in Kyushu. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fufeng Town is a fairly large town, with almost 50,000 households, although it is not like Jinling high-rise buildings, busy traffic, famous side, but also smoke willow painting bridge, shops are uneven, all kinds of daily necessities are available.

The town is located in a small plain area in the lower reaches of the Fengyang River, with the Fengyang River as the middle, and is built on both sides of the riverbank, so the town has the north and south to support the wind.

Since ancient times, Fufu Town has also been famous among the surrounding counties by taking advantage of the light of the beautiful scenery. On the long streets of the town, you can often see dignitaries and nobles dressed in brocade clothes and clothes from other counties who come here for leisure and summer vacation.

But the town is a town after all, it is a small place, and it can only exist silently in an unknown corner of Kyushu.

And recently, the peace of Fufeng Town for hundreds of years was broken by a wonderful young man, and for a time it became the focus of the entire Dongzhou.

The Fengyang River is separated by the north and south Fufeng, and on the river surface between the two banks lies the famous historic site "North and South Bridge" of Fufeng Town.

At this time, it was already spring in March, and there was a light rain in the sky, and the entire Fufeng Town was shrouded in smoke and rain. On the north-south bridge, someone is standing alone on the bridge with a pale red oil-paper umbrella, looking at the mountains shrouded in hazy smoke and rain in the south.

The owner of the umbrella is wearing a snow-white long skirt, the green silk is draped on the back and has reached the delicate waist, thin lips, and faint eyebrows like distant mountains.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye it was already twilight, but the people standing on the bridge were indifferent, still quietly watching and waiting.

"Da!

The silence on the bridge was broken by the sudden sound of hurried footsteps, and an oil-paper umbrella peeked out from an alley on Beifufeng Long Street. The umbrella is pale yellow, and if you look closely, it is a little shabby, and there are even a few small holes that have been bitten by insects in some places.

The hurried footsteps did not attract the attention of the shadow on the bridge, and the pale yellow and worn umbrella stopped behind the girl.

A black cloth boot sticks out from under an umbrella that has been used for a few years, and at the same time reveals the appearance of a young man.

He was coarsely clothed, and looking at his attire, he was clearly a servant.

However, what is surprising is that the young man has a standard tight face, a slightly immature face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a white complexion that is translucent red, even compared to the girl under the red oil-paper umbrella in front of him.

But a bright red birthmark that looked like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, pierced straight down from the eyebrow on his right eye, making the boy look hideous and weird, but it was a pity that even women were jealous of this face.

"Ahh......h

The servant boy stretched out his free hand and pointed to the girl the way from which the north wind had come, and then pointed to his mouth.

It turned out that the boy was still a mute.

Seeing that the girl did not move, the servant boy stretched out his hand and opened his mouth again to express it, which probably meant to say: Miss, please hurry up and go back with me, the head of the house is waiting for you to go back to eat.

Gong Yuyao ignored the servant boy behind her, compared to the person in her heart who was about to return after three years of absence, what was a few meals?

"It's almost dark, why hasn't it arrived yet, could it be that something happened?" Gong Yuyao was secretly worried in her heart.

Just a few days ago, news came that he was a sensation at the Tianyi Sect's introductory conference, and became a personal disciple of the sect master of the Tianyi Sect with his talent against the sky.

And today, he will return to Fufeng Town.

This is a world where the strong are respected and the weak eat the strong.

On the Kyushu continent, there are countless sects, and the strong are like clouds. And Tianyi Sect is the leader among these countless sects, there are thousands of strong people in the sect, and it is one of the super overlords of Dongzhou, in charge of dozens of countries in Dongzhou.

The ancient kingdom of Great Xia, where Fufeng Town is located, is a vassal state of Tianyi Sect.

Being able to become a disciple of the sect is the dream of countless people, even Gong Yuyao is no exception.

However, it is not easy to become a disciple of the sect. Not for anything else, because if you want to join the sect, you must first have a medium-grade cultivation talent.

Cultivation talent is innate, and under normal circumstances, it is difficult for one person in a thousand people to possess it.

Take Fufeng Town as an example, there are 50,000 households, almost 300,000 people, and only a few hundred people have cultivation talents. Even so, Fufeng Town is already a treasure of feng shui among the surrounding towns.

In Fufeng Town, if one person in the town can enter the sect in ten years, even if it is an ordinary sect, it is estimated that a thousand-table banquet on a ten-mile-long street will be set up to celebrate.

I don't know if it is blessed by millions of ancestors in the sky of Fufeng Town, Fufeng Town, where no one has entered the sect for hundreds of years, has actually stepped into the sect this year, and it is still Tianyi Sect, one of the overlords of Dongzhou, and more importantly, he has become a personal disciple of the sect master.

This is a great thing that has never been done before Fufeng Town.

After learning the news, Fufeng Town celebrated with the town, needless to say the thousand-table banquet on the ten-mile long street, and the town's 3,000 acres of fertile land were all exempted from 30 years of land rent in the celebration.

Among them, the happiest is Gong Yuyao, because the protagonist of all this is his childhood sweetheart with her, who makes her think about him every day.

"Being able to be selected into the Tianyi Sect and become the sect master's personal disciple, with his talent, his strength must have been greatly improved, and coupled with his wisdom, I believe that nothing can stump him on the way back, maybe because of something delayed. Gong Yuyao comforted herself in her heart.

Since their separation three years ago, the two have not seen each other for 1,105 days in the blink of an eye. Now that she's waist-length, he must be seven feet tall, right?

Thinking of this, Gong Yuyao's white and tender cheeks flushed slightly, and at the same time, she couldn't help but think of the scene when the two met when they were children.

It was a snowy afternoon, and there were scattered people on the streets of Fufeng Town, and she escaped from her home and passed by the "North-South Bridge" with a flower umbrella in her hand. And he was dressed in a thin shirt, and sat alone on the bridge railing with his eyes closed, his head covered with snow, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, she jumped forward and stood on tiptoe in the wind and snow to hold up an umbrella for him.

In order not to disturb him, she held an umbrella for him in the wind and snow, and it lasted for a long, long time. It didn't stop until her legs went limp, the person fell on the snow, and the umbrella in his hand woke him up from deep thought.

After waking up, he was stupid, a bit like the second monk, and only after being stunned for half a pillar of incense did he lift her up from the snow.

Looking at her with pear blossoms and rain on her face, he said that as long as she stopped crying, he would show her something more beautiful than fireworks.

Hearing this, she leaned on the railing to wipe the tears from her face, blinked her big eyes, and looked at him expectantly.

He rolled up his sleeves, and despite his hands that were already red from the cold, he dug a hole in the snow, put a thumb-sized cyan bead in it, and then buried the hole with the snow, saying that he would let her see the fairy scatter flowers.

However, everything did not go as he wanted, it turned out that the bead he buried in the snow was a half-finished thunderbolt bead, and before the two of them could leave, the thunderbolt bead exploded automatically.

However, he did not abandon her during the explosion, but jumped away from the center of the explosion with her in his arms, and finally fell on a snowdrift.

Such a fall made the two kiss each other dramatically.

He was nine years old that year, and she was only seven.

Afterwards, he patted his chest and said responsibly: I will be responsible for you.