There are 300 people in the village, and not a single one is left......

When Dugu Wushuang said this, it was quite heavy.

In troubled times, human life is like a mustard, it is true.

Looking at the deserted village covered in snow, it may have been once inhabited, but now, it is dilapidated.

In the troubled times, everyone is trying to survive, and the most miserable is these mortals.

Dugu Wushuang was silent.

It's not that he doesn't want to speak, it's that he can't speak, a fear born in the depths of his soul that makes it difficult for him to even breathe.

Clank.

The sword fell to the ground.

Dugu Wushuang sat on the ground with his ass wide, his pupils widened, and he stared at Bufang in horror.

At this moment, this mortal seemed to be as terrifying as a god.

"Immortal Master ......"

Dugu Wushuang opened his mouth, and a difficult sound came out of his throat.

It was as if a hand had grabbed him by the throat.

Suddenly.

The aura of terror was gone.

As soon as his whole body was relaxed, in the heavy snow, his whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

This time, he looked at Bu Fang, and he really had no doubts......

Bufang sighed.

Look blank.

Looking at a white deserted village, my emotions are a little complicated.

At that moment just now, he accidentally revealed his state of mind, which made Dugu Wushuang look frightened.

After all, Bu Fang once reached the pinnacle of the universe, the Chaos Saint, wherever he put it, it was supreme.

Even if today's steps have no strength, just the state of mind, a wisp of thought, is enough to make people feel terrible pressure.

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses, that's exactly what is said.

Between heaven and earth, snowflakes are flying.

Time and space seem to be very quiet.

Dugu Wushuang sat on the ground, gasping for air.

All that seemed to be his panting voice was heard.

Leisurely, a sigh made him feel extremely shocked in his heart.

"Go find a pheasant. ”

A faint voice rang out.

Dugu Wushuang suddenly relaxed, as if he had been amnestied.

He answered, and crawled towards the distant wilderness.

Bu Fang sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the deserted village with complicated eyes......

The voices and smiles of the villagers still seemed to appear in front of him.

The simple villagers left a deep impression on Bu Fang.

Aunt, uncle, old village chief......

A figure seemed to float across his face.

Bufang let out a breath.

Dust to dust, dust to dust, maybe this is the fate of mortals.

Dugu Wushuang soon returned.

He was carrying a pheasant in his hand.

He handed the pheasant to Bu Fang, his face full of respect and apprehension.

If he had just guessed that Bu Fang was an immortal master before, then that moment was ...... just now At the thought of it, it seemed to make him feel like he had fallen to death, and let him understand.

Bu Fang must be an immortal master.

And it's the kind of super powerful immortal master.

Looking for immortals, isn't he looking for this immortal?

Bufang took the pheasant.

In Dugu Wushuang's surprised gaze, he dealt with it directly.

Bu Fang turned out a dusty black cauldron from the deserted village.

After it was clear and clean, a pot was set up directly in the village.

Flames rose up, dispelling a lot of the cold around them.

Dugu Wushuang didn't know what Bufang was going to do.

Bu Fang asked him to find another chicken monkey, and he sat quietly in the distance, waiting for Bu Fang's orders.

However, Bufang did not tell him.

Instead, they are doing their own thing.

The pheasant is processed, the feathers are stripped off, and the skin and flesh gradually solidify after boiling hot water......

And the movement of the step is not reduced, and it is still processing the ingredients.

There are not only pheasants, but also fat fish prepared by Bufang.

Descaling, dissection, removal of internal organs, a series of actions in the step, flowing water.

At this moment, Bufang is like a simple cook, cooking seriously.

Dugu Wushuang didn't dare to alarm Bufang.

I can only watch quietly.

Bu Fang's movements were fast, and a scent filled the air.

It's just that......

Smelling this fragrance, Dugu Wushuang's eyes revealed a touch of sadness.

He was shocked in his heart, and stimulated his body with sword intent.

"Can scent affect consciousness?"

Dugu Wushuang was frightened, and felt more and more mysterious in his steps.

The two dishes were cooked in no time.

A golden roast chicken, a steamed fish with fragrant fragrance......

Bufang held a dish in one hand and placed the two dishes in the snow.

The rich fragrance spreads.

But it seems to carry an oppressive sadness.

Bufang sat in front of the two dishes, and he didn't eat the dishes.

He pondered.

He retreats to this star, to the life of mortals, but mortals will eventually return to dust.

So what should he do on the road behind his steps?

The bird master asked Bufang, if after a few hundred years, his Bufang was reduced to a piece of loess, so what?

The free and easy answer of the previous step.

Now, looking at the deserted village, a sense of loneliness spreads abruptly.

Death is lonely.

If he dies, what will happen to those old friends?

The little ghost of retreat, the dog master, the king of Hades......

What about them?

They would all be sad if they learned of his death.

The demise of the villagers is all sad at the moment, let alone anything else.

Bufang raised his hand and clutched his chest......

His heart ached slightly.

This kind of pain seems to be born in the depths of the soul.

"Soul God, the Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao has proved that the ruthless path can only step on the peak...... And I was addicted to emotions, like a fish that had lost its way. ”

Bu Fang's eyes were confused.

Bufang also wanted to walk the ruthless road, but he found that he couldn't.

He couldn't be ruthless.

Even after years of seclusion in the mountains, the emotions are still there.

Maybe he was a hypocritical person from the beginning.

Although he doesn't like to laugh, doesn't like to talk, and his face is paralyzed.

But...... The feeling of the heart cannot deceive people.

If he is really ruthless, then he won't be able to keep so many old friends by his side.

The desolate heavens, the souls and gods, are all alone, they are invincible in heaven and earth, but they are lonely in the universe.

And Bufang is lucky that there are a lot of people around him.

Dog Master, Erha, Xiaopi, Xiaoyou, Xiaobai, Xiao Xiaolong, Xiao Yanyu......

And so familiar names come to mind.

Bufang shook his head.

The face is bitter.

He stood up, and the deserted village was still there, and no one was gone.

Bufang folded his hands and leaned over slightly, saying goodbye to the former villagers.

Dugu Wushuang was behind Bufang, his eyes widened.

He saw a sudden flash of light in the deserted village.

On the sky, figures emerged, walking, busy.

The busy scene of the deserted village that disappeared suddenly appeared again.

It's like a projection in the long river of time.

After a long time.

Everything is gone.

The deserted village is still dilapidated, and heavy snow has swept the dust of history.

Bu Fang lost his hand and left the village.

Step by step, back to the mountain.

Dugu Wushuang took a deep breath, his heart was shocked, and without the slightest hesitation, he turned his head to keep up with the pace of the steps.

The road back to the mountain was covered with snow.

The two of them returned to the house halfway up the mountain.

It's late at night.

The lights in Bufang's room went out and he fell asleep.

Dugu Wushuang was in the firewood room, but his mood couldn't be calm for a long time.

He knew that his immortal fate appeared, and he had to catch it.

If he can't catch it, he will always miss out on the fairy fate.

This night.

It was not long in coming.

Dugu Wushuang opened his eyes and heard the sound of rustling outside the door.

He grabbed his sword and rushed out.

in the yard.

Bufang carried a thick bag.

The fat chicken was stuffed in the chest by the step, and only one chicken head could be exposed.

Xiaobai also carried his bags, his mechanical eyes were dim, and he stood beside Bufang.

Is this going on a long journey?

Dugu Wushuang was taken aback.

He grabbed a handful of snow and wiped his face to sober himself up a lot.

"Immortal Master, is this what you want?"

He asked.

"Go out for a walk...... Are you going to follow?"

Bu Fang glanced at Dugu Wushuang.

Dugu Wushuang was stunned.

"If you want to follow, just follow......"

Walk the square road.

With that, he pushed open the fence of the house.

Dugu Wushuang followed, locked the fence in steps, grabbed the bamboo cane, stepped on the snow, and quietly left.

Xiaobai carried his bags and followed behind Bu Fang step by step.

Hachi's small head popped out of Bufang's arms.

Dugu Wushuang did not hesitate, grabbed the sword and followed.

The three figures slowly disappeared into the snowy mountains.

......

Looking for the fairy star, it's not big.

But walking on foot is enough to spend countless years.

Bufang, Xiaobai, and Dugu Wushuang who has been following.

The trio walked across the stars.

They started from the mountains and headed out into the world.

Dugu Wushuang is like a personal guard, guarding the step, and will help with many things.

Bu Fang did not refuse, and acquiesced to his actions.

Time passed, and ten years flew by.

Bufang's face was much more resolute, and there were vicissitudes in his eyes.

Dugu Wushuang was wearing shabby clothes, carrying a top tip that had not been pulled out for ten years, and the beard on his face was unkempt.

Xiaobai has not changed, the iron sheet is turned out, and the mechanical eyes are still dull.

Hachi is still small and cute, even if he walks on foot, the little things are still round.

......

Fifty years.

The three continued to walk.

Dugu Wushuang has begun to grow old.

Ricketly leaning on his back, green tendons on his arms appeared.

However, he did not complain, and still followed Bu Fang's side, following Bu Fang to walk the continent.

In the past few days of following Bufang, Dugu Wushuang has eaten delicious food and experienced unprecedented changes in mood.

In the past, he was known as the first sword god of the empire, but the empire collapsed and the sword god died.

The so-called name of the Sword God has long disappeared from the mainland.

But he can be called the sword god, and his soul under the sword is not to mention thousands of things.

However, following Bufang, he seemed to have experienced a baptism of soul.

Although he has not used a sword for decades, his understanding of kendo has precipitated a lot.

......

The hundredth hundred.

The continent is almost exhausted.

The polar regions of the Immortal Star, the endless forests, and the boundless Hanhai have all left their traces.

Dugu Wushuang's hair has turned white, and the whole person has become much older.

Qi and blood began to wither, and a generation of magnificent sword gods was indeed old.

The appearance of the step has not changed much.

But deep in the eyes, you can also see the old meaning.

After all, for a hundred years, the body may not be defeated, but the soul cannot bear it.

Now his soul is already the soul of a mortal.

The steps are becoming more and more introverted.

Xiaobai and Xiaoba's appearance has not changed.

......

Two hundred years.

Dugu Wushuang can't walk anymore.

He once stood at the pinnacle, but he did not find the path of immortals, after all, he was only a mortal.

Bufang is also old.

He has gray hair and wrinkles on his face.

Rickety back, old man.

They did not continue to walk on the mainland, because all the places they could walk were exhausted.

The world is big, and they've seen it all.

As a result, the footsteps did not continue walking.

In the past two hundred years, they have seen the rise of the dynasty and the fall of the dynasty......

When you're tired of walking, it's time to take a break.

In the middle of the city.

Bufang and Dugu Wushuang bought a house and lived in seclusion.

Bufang returned to his old business and opened a restaurant.

Merely...... He opened this restaurant very casually.

He cooks only in his mood.

Dugu Wushuang was doing chores in the restaurant, and the sword had already been sealed by him.

He didn't know if Bu Fang was an immortal master now.

But will the immortal master grow old like a mortal?

There's no point in worrying about that.

He just wants to live quietly now......

Refining the heart in the red dust, today's sword god has a stronger sword intent than the sword god in his heyday.

......

Three hundred years.

Dugu Wushuang's life came to an end, he couldn't walk anymore, and he couldn't be a waiter in a restaurant.

Bu Fang is also old, staying quietly in the restaurant.

The downtown has changed and changed, and so have the neighborhoods.

At the end of life, it is always calm and elegant.

in restaurants.

Bu Fang poured a glass of clear wine, and toasted Dugu Wushuang, who was sitting opposite.

The latter is as angry as a gossamer.

The cloudy gaze stared at Bufang, full of mixed emotions.

Xiaobai and Hachi both stayed in the restaurant.

The atmosphere was a little calm......

After a long time.

A leisurely sigh.

"Immortal Master...... Wushuang went first. ”

The corners of Dugu Wushuang's wrinkled mouth twitched slightly.

Bufang drank the wine in one gulp.

Rumble!!!

A wisp swept away the glitz, and the sword intent that was sharp to the extreme rose into the sky.

Soar into the sky.

Terrifying sword aura bloomed above the heavenly vault.

This is the sword intent that has been condensed for three hundred years.

As soon as the sword intent came out, the world was shocked!

It is as if the legend of the sword god has returned to the earth.

in restaurants.

Dugu Wushuang after unleashing this sword.

Bow your head in contentment.

The hands hung down weakly at the waist.

Bufang grabbed the wine glass, and the wine in the glass rippled.

After a long time, a sigh was quietly released.

The years are like glitz.

Void.

The bird master appeared with his hands in the void.

Outside the Immortal Star.

One by one, the figures came in the air......

The gazes of these figures are extremely complicated.

Their aura is incomparably majestic, and they are all the top bosses of the Flood Universe.

this day.

The top bosses of the flood wilderness have descended to seek immortal stars.

The whole star boiled.

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