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After a stalemate for a while, Xiao Laosan compromised with a flash in his eyes.

"I don't send two."

"Yin Daoyou, think about it, if you want to say something, you can come to us at any time."

Yin Yang didn't speak again, and the two of them sighed after a while, and they flew into the sky together and left the Sky Breaking City.

"We're just leaving?" The two stopped in the air, and Wu Eighteen was a little unwilling.

"Otherwise, you really want to touch him?" Xiao Laosan sneered.

"What is this person, relying on his relationship with Qingzhumen, he dares to confront us and others, it's really damned!"

"Regardless of his cultivation, since the Qingzhu Sect Master has made such a pomp to congratulate his son, it proves that the relationship between the two is not shallow, and I am not sure that there will be anything to follow, I estimate that the secret person was sent by him, once we do it, the Qingzhu Sect Master will naturally know."

Wu Eighteen's face turned red and uncertain, and he snorted coldly, urging himself to move away quickly.

"Lao Tzu is really boring to himself, why should I tell you this, what does it matter to me that you go to death yourself, it's really strange!" Xiao Laosan muttered a sentence and then flew to the Lingxiao faction.

This time, the turmoil has completely passed, and the previous calm has returned.

Time passes, and the days are spent in the suspicion of the monks and the awe of mortals.

In the five hundred and sixty-eighth years of the Infernal calendar, Yin Jun and Xiao Ya have been married for two years, Yin Jun is twenty-one years old, and Xiao Ya is nineteen years old.

In October of the same year, Xiao Yalian had a son named Yin Wang.

Since there is Yin Wang, Yin Yang and Dan'er stay at home every day and don't go out, even Dan'er's favorite shadow puppet show, she is too lazy to watch it, the two old mouths hold Xiao Yinwang all day long, they can't put it down, Yin Yang is responsible for wiping feces and urine, Dan'er is responsible for changing clothes and sleeping, Xiaoya can hardly hold her son except for the time of breastfeeding.

She was a little helpless, but looking at the age of the two old people, what else is the last fun in life besides her grandchildren, she is relieved when she thinks of this.

The leaves of the locust tree in the yard are green and yellow, yellow and green.

Whose face has been lost in the passing years, and whose face is fixed in the bottom of my heart, forever youthful.

Time passes through the sky, leaving endless sighs and nostalgia, and the long river of life is like being cursed by the devil and gradually drying up.

When the sea becomes a mulberry field, I am glad that you are still by your side.

Endless time, long years, bitterness and happiness, sorrow and happiness, we have walked together, this life is enough!

In the five hundred and ninety years of the Infernal calendar, Yahuan Xiaocui and her husband Wang Da passed away two months apart at the age of 76 and 78.

In the five hundred and ninety-ninth year of the Infernal Calendar, that is, thirty-one years after Yin Wang was born, Yin Yang was one hundred and eighteen years old, and Dan'er was one hundred and ten years old.

In September of the same year, it was the autumn wind whimpering everywhere, and the yellow leaves were floating all over the sky, Dan'er's five internal organs were exhausted, the elixir was useless, and the ghost heart could only be eaten by ghosts who did not enter the reincarnation.

She wants to keep the best side in Childe's heart, even if she says goodbye forever, she doesn't want to become an ugly and disgusting ghost in front of him, which is more painful than her disappearing completely.

She had been lying in bed for seven days, and she had not spoken for seven days, and she had to gather her strength, for fear that she would leave as soon as she opened her mouth and leaked air.

Yin Jun, Xiao Ya, Yin Wang, Wang Cheng and their two children knelt in front of the bed, crying silently.

Today, she held Yin Yang's hand tightly, her lips squirmed for a long time and finally spoke, but it was very weak.

Yin Yang hurriedly leaned his head closer, and then heard her faint voice.

"Childe, I'm leaving......"

"Dan'er......" Yin Yang clenched her hand tremblingly, and two old tears dripped from his old cheeks, fell on Dan'er's face, and fell into the wrinkles of her smile.

He thought about the possible scenarios countless times, and thought about how to face the grief of this moment, but what he didn't expect was that this moment was simply uncontrollable, and he almost collapsed.

"Don't, sad, all these years, I have wronged you!"

"Dan'er, I can't bear to ...... you"

"I can't bear it, but, I'm content, and finally ......," Dan'er's voice became weaker, "and finally I want you to promise me one thing." ”

Yin Yang's tears couldn't be stopped, and his wrinkled face was all soaked, so he nodded suddenly.

"I want you to continue to protect Jun'er and them, I hope they ...... well" Dan'er didn't finish speaking, she was already speechless, she no longer had any strength, and her eyes had dimmed.

"I promise!"

Her cloudy and dim eyes stared at Yin Yang for a moment, and then gradually closed her eyes with a smile on her face.

Although there is a lot of reluctance, but as she said, she is also satisfied.

Yin Yang's tears sprinkled on her face, moisturizing the shriveled skin, but not moisturizing the recovery of life.

He looked at Dan'er in a daze, although thousands of words have been said, but still feel that they have not been finished, there are still many words that have not been finished, this farewell, when will we see it, forever, how far is forever, he looked up at the roof, it seems that he can look through the roof to the deep sky, where is there eternity......

He held back the surging tears, he wanted to find a place to cry to his heart's content, only Dan'er and himself.

"Dan'er, let's go, I'll take you where you want to go."

Yin Yang picked up Dan'er and walked out of the door, before Yin Jun and the others came out, his figure disappeared in a flash, and several people rushed out of the door and suddenly disappeared from his figure, shouting, crying, and the whole courtyard looked extremely sad.

There was a small fishing village by the sea, and there was a dilapidated house at the east end of the fishing village, and there was a lonely grave behind the house, and in front of the grave sat a white-haired old man, holding in his arms an old woman with closed eyes and a pale face, who was also gray-haired.

It is Yin Yang and Dan'er, this is Dan'er's hometown, where his parents were killed by the Ai family and buried here.

This is also the place where she is haunted by her dreams, although Yin Yang avenged her, but the grief of losing her parents has always been buried in her heart, Yin Yang understands her as well as he understands himself.

And she said she wanted to come here.

He hugged Dan'er and stared at her for a long time, it had been seven days and seven nights, his clothes were dry and wet, wet and dry, and the tears of a hundred years were now like a torrent that opened the floodgates, rushing to his heart's content......

"You, in the end, are gone!

After a hundred years of companionship, you have become half of my body!

Without you, I will be crippled......"

He muttered to himself, his cloudy eyes glazed and mournful.

"Dan'er, forgive me for my selfishness, I want to save your body, and when I cultivate to the point where I can enter and leave the underworld freely, I will resurrect you at all costs!!"

"I found that I really can't do it without you."

"Wait for me ......"