"The boat ripples, ripples, ripples...... a young man dressed as a boatman, holding an oar, sails the boat into the water, the young man's face is clearly a little like Youkun, but Youkun has become a distant myth at that time.

The dragon occasionally appears underwater, but no one has actually noticed its face or figure.

In the realm of Shucheng, Ye Fengzhu became the mother of Wufu, and gave birth to a child named Ye Mufan with Wu Wuqing.

I don't know when it started, since the opening of the Xuanmen, Ye Fengzhu has gained the ability to break the seal.

She can make a small fish grow out of thin air in the fishless water, and she can make the withered flower bones bloom again, blooming the most dazzling and gorgeous petals in the world.

The storm in Shucheng has finally come to an end, and Ye Fengzhu has also begun to implement her own dream - that is, to create the Sword Pavilion Xiwu Gate.

A year passed, and with Wu Wuqing's connections and appeal, people from all over the world soon came to sign up for Xiwumen.

However, none of the people who came and went could satisfy her.

At this time, their son Ye Mufan was also about to turn one year old.

When Ye Feng stopped wearing a light red gauze coat and waved and dropped the pen with a brush, the little Mu Fan jumped up and down in front of the newly paved stone steps of the Xiwu Gate with his bare buttocks.

His agility and liveliness are really a bit like when he was a child, Ye Feng couldn't help but think like this sometimes.

Half a day passed, and Ye Feng stopped to drink the jasmine tea sent by her husband Wu Wuqing, which was fragrant and distant, and had a long aftertaste.

The people who signed up gradually moved away and left in front of the Xiwu Gate, leaving only Xiao Mufan and her.

Ye Feng stopped the steps, picked up the light veil of his clothes, so as not to fall on the ground and get dusty, and saw the lonely Mu Fan carving flower branches with stones on the soil that was guarded by himself.

Ye Feng stopped laughing, this little life in front of him is his hope and the greatest comfort, how cute his chubby little hands are that are blown red by the wind!

She hopes that Xiao Mufan can grow up happily and simply grow up day by day.

"Little Mufan, it's time to eat, little guy, you're hungry!" This year, the little milk bag has grown into an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, she saw that Sister Ye was tired, so she offered to help, hugged the little milk bag aside, and fed him something to eat.

"Pineapple crisp, it's delicious." Xiao Milk Bao muttered, when she fed Xiao Mufan, she also fed herself by the way.

Although the little milk bag has grown into a little girl, the big guy still calls her the little milk bag, which seems to be the name of the little milk bag has been used to it.

Xiao Haolan has also grown up, and he has also grown into a handsome young man of twelve years old.

"Little milk bag, you're feeding little milk bag and eating-" Xiao Haolan suddenly appeared in front of the evening fog gate, deliberately teasing. There was a sparkle in his eyes.

All of a sudden, the little milk bag reacted, and before he could put down Xiao Mufan, he ran after people. He even called himself a little milk bag, he was really looking for death......

"Be careful, don't make a fuss!" Ye Feng was naturally in a hurry, afraid that Mu Fan would be bumped into it.

In a trance, the chasing figure made her see a familiar face again, and the blue was clearly another template that poured water. Her glance at her was also taken aback.

"What's wrong, Sister Wind Stop?" The little milk bag suddenly stopped and said, seeing Ye Feng stop falling into a fluttering thought.

Haolan also stopped.

"It's nothing, feed Xiao Mufan, let's go home! You haven't eaten yet, have you? Ye Feng stopped and smiled.

"Well, okay!" The chubby Mu Fan who put down the little milk bag replied.

Haolan embarrassedly touched her rumbling belly, standing in the wind.

"Let's go together!" The little milk bag called Haolan who was standing aside.

"How embarrassing that is!" Haolan scratched the back of his head.

"Go ahead, Haolan." Ye Feng stopped and said to him, his eyes filled with the honey of spring blossoms.

"Alright then!" Haolan scratched his head again and hung his head.

After a long time, it was time for the sun to set.

"Sifan, I want to discuss something with you." Ye Feng stopped and spoke.

"What is worth discussing, what my wife says counts, as long as you think about it, you can do it well." Wu Wuqing indulged in the tip of the nose that was blowing the leaf wind, and his tone rose briskly and naturally.

"I want to go on a trip, and it takes a lot of time, so you really don't care?" Ye Feng stopped, "You know, I've always wanted to go out and have a look. ”

"You take care of Mu Fan at home, and the little milk bag...... Xiao Haolan, okay? ”

"I see," Wu Wuqing said gloomily, "I promise you." ”

Then, Wu Wuqing turned his back and left.

Leave a gust of fresh breeze melodious.

I thought to myself, how could she suddenly want to do this?

"Shouldn't you ask me the purpose of my visit?" Ye Feng thought to himself.

While Ye Feng stayed in the room and was deeply distressed, Wu Wuqing held a sword in the courtyard of Wufu to vent his emotions, he was reluctant, but Ye Feng stopped that woman had always been willing to him, the white clothes were fluttering, and he was frightened for a lifetime, looking forward to lingering.

When the little green maid saw Wu Wuqing's sad scene, she couldn't bear it.

"Xiaoqing, pack up for Madame." Wu Wuqing put his sword into the sheath and came to Xiaoqing.

"Yes, Childe." Xiaoqing replied, frowning.

Ye Feng stopped and was about to leave, at this time, Wu Wuqing's white-clothed figure appeared in front of her, "Don't come back if you go......"

Ye Feng stopped and said, suddenly paused, and asked him, "Do you really want to be so ruthless?" "Wenxin School

"It's not that I'm ruthless, it's ...... Don't you think about our children? Wu Wuqing said bitterly.

After hesitating for a second and thinking for a while, Wu Wuqing pressed into his chest and said, "You haven't thought about Mu Fan, in case something happens to you on the way out, how can I tell him that our child is still very young, and you are so willing?" ”

Wu Wuqing's eyes gradually became sharper, and his tone became heavier and heavier, as if he was pressing a big stone tightly in his heart, making him breathless.

"Alright! There is no need to say anything more," Wu Wuqing broke free from the last trace of restraint, and saw the final answer from Ye Feng's stubborn and persistent eyes, "You go!" ”

At that moment, Ye Feng's heart hurt very much, and Wu Wuqing's heart also hurt.

"If you're gone, you'll never come back."

With the fall of that sentence, Wu Wuqing's head turned white overnight.

Before leaving, Ye Feng stopped asking Xiaoqing to take care of Mu Fan, in fact, this matter has been hidden in her heart for a long time, not just today, but after a long night of tossing and thinking.

She wrote a letter by herself and left it in Yin Hong's dressing room, and she couldn't forget every bit of the past - Wu Wuqing personally painted her eyebrows and combed her hair.

Scene after scene, his eyes were full of pampering and warmth, especially the pair of slender hands, white as jade, like the guardian of her life.

However, the good times don't last long, she is a person who can't stop, she doesn't want him to do everything for herself, she wants to work hard to make a world of her own.

At that time, she will have no regrets and be worthy of her heart.

Before leaving, Wu Wuqing remained silent like a frozen puppet...... However, when he really heard Ye Fengzhu take that step without hesitation, he really felt what it was like to be heartbroken......

When Ye Feng stopped carrying his bags and walked away for a while, Wu Wuqing remembered to pick up the white horse and chase her.

When Wu Wuqing rode on a white horse and chased outside the gate of Shucheng, he stopped again.

"Ye Feng stops—" Wu Wuqing shouted.

Hearing Wu Wuqing's farewell, Ye Feng stopped his pace and ran back.

They hugged each other and hugged each other.

He quietly sniffed her breath, felt the softness and delicacy of her hair, and remembered every bit of the past, irrepressible......

"I'll be back again, don't worry." Ye Feng stopped, his breath fluttered between his chest, and his heart beat fast, as if he was afraid that he would lose her again in this life.

After hugging for a long time, he let go, his wide and strong palms fell from both sides, and that night, Ye Feng stopped clearly seeing his white hair blown into snowflakes by the wind.

Although she would never cry again, she had already cried hoarsely for Mo Yan's death, but at this moment, her heart hurt and hurt, no less than then.

He lowered his eyelashes, she pressed his cold face, and her lips twitched, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tormented you like this." ”

She held his hands, and at this time, she realized that he was holding a ring in his hand, which was a ring exclusive to the dragon sword, and all the spiritual power was blocked here.

Wu Wuqing said word by word, "Take it and take it on the road......"

"You go, you go......" Wu Wuqing shouted fiercely, trying his best to suppress his heartache, as well as the tears surging under his eyes, and finally said goodbye to her with his own eyes, unable to make a stay, only to witness the parting hoarsely.

He was afraid that she would be in danger, so he did not hesitate to give up his great strength to protect the woman he loved.

In an instant, Ye Feng stopped being in a trance, and she hurt the man heavily, once and again, over and over again, three times and twice, and there was no way to make up for it.

How could she prick his heart and break her heart so without scruples?

I vaguely remember how they fell in love with each other and were reluctant to leave.

At that time, she stopped and stopped, stopped and walked.

The sun poured down on his face, the breeze gently brushed his hair, and his slender fingers were as if they were crossing the flowing water and the breeze.

She looked over and stared, it was Wu Wuqing.

Ye Feng stopped thinking and said, I'll just say - the pouring water is not that high at all......

"What are you thinking?" Wu Wuqing broke the silence first and asked, "You...... Thought it could be him? It turned out not and disappointed you. ”

Ye Feng walked over slowly and said, "I don't know you, why do you speculate on other people's minds."

"You are to me, not to others, me...... Like you. ”

The breeze poured down like flowing water.

"From the first day I met you, I slowly liked you......" At that time, he didn't know how he could inexplicably shift his gaze to Ye Feng's body, even if she made a slight move, he paid attention to it and saw it in his eyes.

The person in front of her was still unmoved, but her heart was trembling, and - everything could not be done again, and her heart could only accommodate the position of a person who was pouring water now.

"So, that day, why did you call me the word? Sifan? Wu Wuqing said tremblingly, her eyes showing longing.

"I just need an answer, either you go with him or you follow ...... I'll go. ”

"Be my wife, or my lover, there is no one but you."

She knew that it was all false, that it would soon come to naught, and that the man's words would be degraded to worthlessness with the passage of time.

At that scene, she raised her head to look at him from afar, unattainable.

However, today this man has done it, Wu Wuqing has done it, he is an affectionate and dedicated man, and he has always loved her with all his life's energy...... Guarding the budding love between them.

That night, his heart shattered in an instant, shining and blinding. Like snowflakes falling, like his gray hair that suddenly turned gray overnight.

At the same time, Mu Fan, who was being pushed around by Xiaoqing in the cradle and hypnotized, also cried.