Ouyang Gurong, who was dressed in white like snow, sat quietly on the top of Nanshan Mountain and meditated, more than ten days had passed, and under the careful care of Heavenly Doctor Yao Dengzhen, he had finally recovered his blood color day by day.

"There are two kinds of people in this world who are drunk and dreaming of death. A kind of person is addicted to the bright lights and red colors, but their spirit is extremely sober. A vicissitudes of voice sounded behind Ouyang Gurong.

There is no need to turn back, Ouyang Gurong already knows who is coming.

The top of the entire Nanshan Mountain only means that the old man who is a little fairy and a little fairy lives alone - Yao Deng Town, a medical immortal.

Seeing that Ouyang Gurong didn't speak, Yao Dengzhen continued: "And the other kind of person is different. They are calm and calm all the time. Everything is under their control. They are drunk and dream of death. The more sober and thorough they are, the more painful and confused they become. The more you strive for perfection, the more you run counter to your goals. ”

Ouyang Gurong smiled indifferently, stared at Yao Dengzhen, who had already walked slowly to him, and gently took the last sentence, "Compared to the former, the latter is naturally more painful. Because the former is at least personal. And the latter is already a monster. ”

"Ah Rong, you just live too soberly." Standing in the wind, Yao Dengzhen, who was clear, seemed to have endless sighs in this sentence.

"Uncle Yao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have lost a lot of weight." Ouyang Gurong no longer responded to Yao Dengzhen's sigh, and changed his words and said.

Knowing Ouyang Gurong's temperament, the topics he avoided talking about would definitely not be able to continue, and Yao Dengzhen had no choice but to follow Ouyang Gurong's words and replied: "The old man is over half a hundred years old, and it is not easy to think about having a big belly anymore." It's you, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, not to mention the bruises all over your body, and your mental power has also regressed greatly, why? ”

Ouyang Gurong, who was meditating quietly, hesitated for a moment before he replied lightly: "Uncle Yao, I'm tired of the power struggle, and I want to retire." ”

Ouyang Gurong, who had no children in the past, was just a cold shell living for the throne of power. Although he cares about the people of the world and the dawn of the dawn, there will always be innocent lives sacrificed in the all-out disputes in the court.

In the past half a year, by Cheng Huan's side day and night, Ouyang Gurong's cold heart has finally melted.

Looking at Cheng Huan, who was still upheld in his good nature despite being tied up in the battle of the big family, Ouyang Gurong suddenly couldn't look directly at his palms that were already stained with blood.

Cheng Huan's heart of feeling pregnant with the sky because of the grace of dripping water deeply infected Ouyang Gurong.

It wasn't until that time that Ouyang Gurong felt the true warmth of the world. It was also during that time that Ouyang Gurong felt tired and tired that he had never felt before.

"For a woman?" Looking at Ouyang Gurong, who obviously climbed between his eyebrows and eyes, there were wisps of tenderness and sweetness, and Yao Dengzhen's vicissitudes of voice were also slightly soft.

Ouyang Gurong looked at the southern sky from afar, and nodded slightly.

"Do you plan to retreat to the mountains and forests with her, and never ask about the world, regardless of the dawn people who have been in war for years on the border?" Yao Dengzhen continued to ask.

Ouyang Gurong's hard work for so many years, Yao Dengzhen has seen it in his eyes. It is also Ouyang Gurong's world-minded sentiment that makes him willing to treat this junior sincerely.

But at this moment, hearing the news that Ouyang Gurong intended to retire, even Yao Dengzhen, who had been in the process for a long time, couldn't help but be shocked.

He once thought that no matter how turbulent the situation was, as long as his virtuous nephew Ouyang Gurong was still working hard for this dynasty, there was hope.

Although the Yuntian Continent is prosperous and rich on the outside, the dew raised high inside has long been corroded by moths, which are invisible to the people of Dawn.

Only Ouyang Gurong is still working hard for this dynasty, making sacrifices and fighting for a clear and clean dynasty.

"The beauty is gone, and I don't think about it. Even if I retire, it will be after Ming Jun ascends to the throne, and I will be on the top of this Nanshan Mountain every day. Ouyang Gurong retracted his farsighted gaze and said with a smile.

It is only when facing Yao Dengzhen that he is such a leisurely appearance. The man who had been in his life as an uncle for as long as he could remember had the ability to bring him back to where he was.

"Most of my wounds have healed, when can I leave?" After a while, Ouyang Gurong asked again.

Although he knew that Cheng Huan was no longer thinking about him, but when he thought of Cheng Huan's slightly melancholy but always smiling eyebrows, Ouyang Gurong couldn't resist the urge to see her.

"Fang just said that he wanted to drink with me, and now he is hanging and leaving, I don't think I can believe your words." Yao Dengzhen also replied jokingly.

Ouyang Gurong knew Yao Dengzhen's naughty childlike nature, although he already looked like a fairy wind on his face, but he didn't always care about these small things like a child.

Looking at the smiling Ouyang Gurong, Yao Dengzhen had to take the lead in raising the white flag, and then said: "You are not allowed to use force within a month after going down the mountain, if the eighteen knife wounds recur, you don't need to come back to me for treatment." I gave you one pill a day, remember to take it. ”

Ouyang Gurong got up at this time, and he bowed deeply with his clothes like snow, and said goodbye to Yao Dengzhen.

There are few people in this world who can respect Ouyang Gurong so much, and Yao Dengzhen is one of the few.

The four protectors hidden in the shadows saw Ouyang Gurong getting up and wanting to leave, his body moved secretly, and in a moment, they all followed Ouyang Gurong and walked down the mountain.

The morning sun stretched the figure of the five people, and the woodcutter under the mountain was about to go home again and exclaimed, and today he saw the five immortals wearing colorful glow walking down from the top of the South Mountain.