() Chapter 461 Returns

Three days later, Gu Nansheng used his savings from years as a mercenary to buy a tiled house in the town, and when he moved in, there was nothing left in the house except for a few dilapidated tables and chairs abandoned by the previous owner. 【】

The walls on all four sides of the house have turned to ash from years of dust, the corners of the roof are hung with scattered cobwebs, and the wooden beams have grown clumps of mold due to years of rain leakage.

Looking at this dilapidated home, Gu Nansheng sighed deeply, now he is no longer suitable for the battlefield, it's time to stop and spend the rest of his life, and this may be his final destination......

Now Gu Nansheng has long been unable to clear the valley, he must eat and drink like a mortal and a low-level transfer warrior. Because of the accumulation of flowers, Gu Nansheng can't farm, so he can only rely on hunting for a living, and the ash messenger has become his hunting knife.

Although Gu Nansheng's physical strength is not as good as before, with his understanding of kendo, he can make some gains every time he enters the mountain.

As soon as he came down, Gu Nansheng became famous in the neighborhood because of his hunting skills, and he also got to know a lot of hunters, many of whom were heroic and righteous, and they saw Gu Nansheng alone and alone, so they often invited him to his home as a guest.

Gu Nansheng refused at first, but then unconsciously blended in, the women washed and removed the prey, steamed and roasted, and the men sat at the table to eat meat and drink wine in large bowls.

When he was drunk, Gu Nansheng would also take off his tattered shirt and indulge in heavy drinking.

The coarse spirits are soaked in the world, and ordinary life tastes bitter, spicy and sweet, but at a moment when he is drunk and unconscious, Gu Nansheng will dream of the pure and lovely Jones fragrance, and will remember the cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the empathetic siren.

These have left a deep mark on his life, and they are also the women he has always wanted to protect.

The hero is in the twilight, the strong man is old, and now Gu Nansheng can only caress the ash messenger who has long lost his brilliance, thinking about the sorrow of the frost in his hand and smiling proudly......

As time passed year by year, most of Gu Nansheng's drinking friends were no longer out of the mountain, their children took over the hunting bow and fork from their father, and continued their hunting life, while those elderly hunters sat around the fire with their grandsons in their arms, enjoying the joy of family.

And Gu Nansheng has always been a lonely person, at this time, he can no longer catch up with the swift cunning rabbit, can no longer fight the fierce gray wolf, he can only bid farewell to the life of a hunter, chopping wood in the mountains, and selling firewood and charcoal for a living.

And the ash messenger became the firewood knife in Gu Nansheng's hand.

One rì after another, one sword after another, in the autumn, sawdust flew, and now Gu Nansheng is very difficult to even swing the ash messenger, he has to stop and rest often, so that he cuts less and less firewood every rì.

But after so many years, the villagers in the town recognize this old man, and will pity his hardships and misery, even if they don't need firewood at home, they will buy a little bit from him, and occasionally some kind blind dates will send a few sweet potatoes or picked wild vegetables, so that Gu Nansheng's rìzi can barely be maintained.

In the season of abundant prey, Gu Nansheng's former friends will also send some excess prey, and a group of old friends will drink heartily and talk happily.

They would get drunk and unconscious every time, and Gu Nansheng often burst into tears and sighed.

Year after year, Gu Nansheng's body is getting worse day by day, he doesn't know how long he can live, now his hair is gray, his body is rickety, his body is gone, his vitality is as weak as a candle in the wind, no one will recognize this old man who is in the middle of the world, and has saved the entire Duota Continent. Shadow song.

At this time, thirty years have passed since the battle of Deathwing, thirty years of ups and downs, thirty years of bitter and bitter sweets.

At this time, Gu Nansheng sold the tiled house he had lived in for fifteen years in exchange for a fortune, and he wanted to go out for a walk and take another look at the places in his life that carried important memories.

However, whether it was the Frozen Throne, the Blood Capital, or Biluo City, it was too far away from here, and with Gu Nansheng's current speed, even if he went to old death, he would not be able to get out of the scope of the neutral territory, let alone the Southwest Continent.

The only thing he could go to was the Aryan Desert, the battlefield of his final battle with Deathwing.

Today's Ash Messenger is too heavy for Gu Nansheng, but Gu Nansheng can't bear to discard it, in these down-and-out rìzi, this sword has always followed him, from the war knife to the hunting knife, and then from the hunting knife to the wood knife.

It experienced the same bitterness, the same suffering, as he did.

They also have a turbulent past, and they also have to face an obscure ending.

Unconsciously, Gu Nansheng had already regarded the Ash Messenger as a confidant in distress, sharing weal and pain.

In this way, a rickety old man, carrying a heavy sword taller than himself, embarked on the last journey of his life.

The long-distance teleportation array was too expensive for Gu Nansheng now, he could only rely on hitchhiking and walking all the way, after traveling hundreds of miles, Gu Nansheng really couldn't carry the ash messenger on his back, so he bought a small cart and pushed this sword to continue to move forward......

After walking like this for a full year, Gu Nansheng finally came to the Aryan desert and saw the battlefield of the past, the ravines formed by the great war had long been filled by the wind and sand, only the dusk as always extended to the horizon, the Gobi was rugged, the wind and sand were all over the ground, and occasionally the broken sword and halberd half buried in the sand could be seen, as if telling the tragedy of the war thirty years ago.

Gu Nansheng looked at all this in front of him with a lot of emotion, and he stood until the end of the day.

In the long yellow sand, Gu Nansheng's rickety back was lonely reflected in the vast desert, and the bloody sunset plated everything with a layer of bewitching red......

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After leaving the Aryan Desert, Gu Nansheng wanted to see Jones Xiang again, and among several confidants, only Jones Xiang could be found.

He didn't know if Jones Xiang was still in Twilight City, he just wanted to look at her from afar, and then leave, as long as he knew that she was safe and happy.

The distance between the city and the Aryan desert was even farther away, and Gu Nansheng didn't know if his broken life could support such a long journey, but he still resolutely set out on the road.

Along the way, Gu Nansheng walked and stopped, and this walk was three years.

In the past three years, his entanglement has almost been exhausted, and he has only been able to cut down on food and clothing all the way and even rely on the charity of others to complete the journey.

When he saw the tall walls of the city, he was already in rags, no different from a beggar.

"Twilight sè city ......" Gu Nansheng opened his dirty eyes, looking at the green wall tiles and the stone carvings of the three words "twilight sè city" on the gate, and his heart was full of emotion.

Thirty-five years ago, he came here in high spirits and placed Jones Xiang, Qiqi and Meimei here, but now, the city walls are still towering and the city is still thriving, but Gu Nansheng is already dying and old, and he is depressed in the world.

Gu Nansheng staggered into the city under the disgusted gaze of the guards, the city was full of high-rise buildings and people, and Gu Nansheng's arrival undoubtedly added a touch of dust to the city.

Gu Nansheng struggled to recall the location of the Bellbird Mercenary Group, and he didn't know if the Bellbird had changed its new location over the years.

After several twists and turns, he finally came to the headquarters of the Chime Bird Mercenary Group on the outskirts of the city, looking at the slightly old bluestone city wall and the familiar attic plaque, Gu Nansheng's eyes were full of tears.

It turned out that nothing had changed, and it had become only him.

He leaned against a maple tree at the base of the mercenary group's city wall, waiting silently, as long as he glanced at her, he would no longer have any worries, he could hold his sword and go into the ground, and this is the end of his life.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A doorman immediately became disgusted when he saw Gu Nansheng's dress, "This is the headquarters of the Bellbird Mercenary Group, who else will come to the door to issue tasks when you are begging here, don't be unlucky!" Let's go! ”

The doorman paused his gun as if he was going to chase it away.

Gu Nansheng hurriedly said sorry, he turned around tremblingly, and wanted to go farther, but the moment he turned around, his rickety body shook suddenly, and a familiar figure stood close behind him.

She was wearing a white dress, looking like a fairy out of the dust, but there was a trace of imperceptible tiredness hidden between her eyebrows.

At this time, the woman was looking at him in a daze, and her beautiful eyes were already full of tears.

At that moment, Gu Nansheng's heart twitched violently, but he immediately regained his panicked expression, and said in a hoarse and hurried voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss, I'll leave now." ”

Gu Nansheng lowered his head and hurriedly passed by the woman, but just after taking a few steps, his steps slammed suddenly, and his body almost fell, at that moment, an incomparably familiar magic transmission sounded in his ears, "Gu Nansheng, I have been waiting for you for thirty-five years, did you come back just to say this to me?" ”

At that moment, Gu Nansheng's heart was shocked, and the sourness that had been accumulated for thirty-five years rushed out like a flood that had broken the embankment, but Gu Nansheng still endured the *** that turned back, and said in a low voice: "Miss, you recognized the wrong person." ”

"Recognize the wrong person...... Even if it's just the back, I know you! No matter what you have become, I know you! Tell me, what happened, why did you disappear for thirty-five years and become like this? The girl was almost crying when she heard this, she was naturally Jones Xiang who had been silently waiting for Gu Nansheng in Twilight City.

Gu Nansheng was silent, of course he longed to recognize Jones Xiang, but he couldn't, he didn't want his dilapidated body to drag Jones Xiang down, his self-esteem wouldn't allow him to do this, and he was already dying.

Seeing that Gu Nansheng insisted on this, Jones Xiang whispered, "Brother Gu, do you remember what you said when you healed my arm in Yanzhou City?" Do you remember what you said to me when you were on the cliff of Yannan Mountain? You say you're going to face a battle of life and death, and if you can survive this battle and marry me, then I ask you again, are you 'coming back' now? ”

Each of Jones's words hit Gu Nansheng's heart like a hammer, his rickety body was trembling, his heart was also trembling, he never thought that he would "come back" in this way, in this capacity......