Chapter 258 Epilogue

"When, where is this?"

I slowly opened my eyes, but everything in front of me was so unfamiliar.

"Me, still alive?"

Duan Muya looked around, this was a place he had never seen before, the window was soft, and a sachet embroidered with Duan characters was particularly eye-catching.

Duan Muya shook his head slightly, it's a dream again.

"Are you awake Muya?" a gentle voice came into Duan Muya's ears, this voice was so long and warm.

Duan Muya sat up suddenly, and what caught his eye was actually his mother.

"Mother!" Duan Muya couldn't control his emotions for a while, and actually choked up.

When Mrs. Duan saw Duan Muya like this, she was shocked: "What's wrong with you, Muya, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you make a child's temper?"

Duan Muya was stunned when he heard this, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and he and his mother had obviously been separated for several years.

Duan Muya hurriedly tidied up his clothes and asked, "Mother, where am I?"

Mrs. Duan was confused by Duan Muya's question, frowned, and said in a harmonious voice: "You kid, as the leader of my Duan clan, you are still so unserious, if your father knows about it, he will definitely scold you." ”

Is the leader of the Duan clan really reversing the fate of the Duan clan? It's just that what happened in the years that he was asleep?

Duan Muya was afraid of scaring his mother, so he didn't ask any more, but all this came too suddenly, and it took him a long time to slowly adapt and accept it.

Later, Duan Muya listened to the people tell about this time when he had no impression at all.

No one knows how many people in the Sect survived the catastrophe, but there are rumors that a middle-aged man with white hair and a girl broke through the barrier in southern Xinjiang and is missing.

In the following years, the southern barrier was finally dispersed, although the people of Middle-earth still coveted the so-called mystery of the phantom underworld, but after that natural disaster, they also slowly accepted the fact that the phantom spring was destroyed, although the two sides occasionally had friction, but finally calmed down, after all, there is nothing that can cause the two sides to deceive, open and secret fighting.

Shuzhong, Luofeng Gorge.

A man in Tsing Yi looked from afar, the place that once took him in, the home that once belonged to him.

Not far away, a man and a woman came slowly, two of them were dressed in Taoist robes, the fire patterns at the cuffs were particularly eye-catching, the man looked a little older, and a jade flute in his hand, which looked very elegant. And the woman was heroic, and a long sword as white as frost and snow evoked the memory of the man in Tsing Yi.

The two of them went away at the same time, and disappeared in Luofeng Gorge in an instant, and the man in Tsing Yi also smiled and turned around to leave.

On the banks of the Luoyun River, Xianyuan Tianqin.

A woman in purple was stunned by the river, as if the beautiful scenery in front of her did not intoxicate her, but rather what she thought in her heart, fettling her mind. It's just that she doesn't know who she is thinking about, she vaguely remembers, but she can't remember it after all.

Until not far away, the man in green clothes slowly appeared, a strange but familiar face. As soon as the flute sounded, the larks around couldn't help but stop and listen, and the woman in purple unconsciously placed the guqin on her back, and the two of them played the song of Fengqi incense sticks like this.

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