Fu Yunge looked at him as a little light seemed to flow through his pupils, and his spirit gradually gathered.

Poinsettia Mei turned to look at him and took a few deep breaths: "...... It's good. Whoever this knot is concerned, I should probably ...... Untied with my own hands. ”

He looked at him, and the two people in the room looked at each other.

"This history...... It should start with a teenager......"

............

A distant section of dust, separated by nearly a thousand years of time. The mountains and rivers are still the same, the world is different, and there are two teenagers who are full of ambition and want to make a name for themselves in the Three Realms.

Meishan Miao is a name that is not enough to be remembered by the world. But at that time, the young man Yi Bo Yuntian vowed to ascend to the pure world with his alcoholic companions and become two otherworldly Xuanhui knights.

It's not just talking, the teenager is persevering. They have gone through a lot of hardships and gained a lot of valuable gains in the ordeals.

Although his companions were obviously reluctant to work hard under his influence, the two were also very accommodating. Living and dying together at many passes, they really arrived at the pure world and won the recognition of heaven and earth with their own efforts.

According to heaven, on those two pieces of Xuan Emblem, their new names are engraved.

And those two names are the ones that left many stories and good stories later, poinsettia plum, drunken dust town.

Their time is remembered by many. The two of them have really eradicated evil, eliminated violence and peace, acted chivalrous and righteous, and were even sung, praised, and crowned with the word hero.

Their time is the eve of the dark tide. Fortunately, they became knights before the 800-year catastrophe, and when the real catastrophe came, they stepped forward and dedicated their strength.

Nearly fifty years of catastrophe. It was a legend 800 years ago, and it was also a turning point in the changes and erasions of the world.

It was the rumored rebellion of the beasts and elves, and the celestial disorder where the hell hung upside down. The Twelve Veins Visions successively rioted the world, making it difficult for the previous Emperor of Heaven to resist even the three catastrophes, and the Yitian Sumen changed hands.

In addition to this major change recorded in the long course of history, countless righteous paths have also come forward. Poinsettia and Mei are no exception, and they once worked together to turn the tide when the sea was crossing.

It was also in that chaotic era that he saved the war-torn girl.

Perhaps, the story should have stopped since then. Maybe he shouldn't have gone further, maybe the meeting between the two was a bizarre mistake.

At that time, he was over 100 years old. And she is only a teenager, she has just lost her father and mother in the chaos, and she is wandering alone on the edge of the line between life and death.

It's just that the heart can't bear it for a moment, and it begins with a little pity. It was as small as morning dew, but it was a shocking point that changed the fate of the two of them.

It was a rainy suburb. It was dark, as if it had lost its color.

He rescued the victims from being besieged by a horde of riot elves. And among them, her heart-wrenching eyes made him feel an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

On the way to escort the victims, he soon learned that the girl had been orphaned during the war.

Her parents and brother died tragically because of the merciless catastrophe. She wandered and tossed, helpless, and was lucky enough to survive, which is the greatest luxury.

He knew that the girl's heart was already filled with bitterness. He also knew that when the scourge of war was fought, whether rich or poor, human life was like mustard, weak and not worth mentioning.

He also told her his story on the way, telling about chivalry and righteousness. He wanted to tell her that the suffering would pass and that the night would be replaced by the dawn.

The two who were not connected quickly became familiar with each other in a few short days. Like two coals about to be extinguished, relying on each other to draw a little warmth.

He has been an orphan since he was a child, but because he has long been used to it, he has long since lost his desire for family affection. However, when he came into contact with this girl, and listened to her tearfully talk about the unattainable joy of family in the past, he suddenly realized how much he had always hoped for such feelings.

Watching her cry in her dreams at night, the dewy night breeze blowing her hair, he gradually learned to quietly cover her with a layer of clothes and help her slowly wipe away her tears.

However, such a feeling is really short-lived.

It only took four or five days to move to the relief site with these victims. And when it really came to the moment of separation, he was naturally reluctant.

Watching her slowly follow the crowd into the line, Poinsettia felt that time passed so quickly for the first time. He didn't know when he would see her again, he didn't know......

Just as he was standing there in contemplation, he suddenly saw the girl running back towards him again.

"I want to follow you. Can I call you Master?"

The girl opened her eyes wide and clear, and approached him.

Suddenly, looking at her flawless pupils, Poinsettia felt a stream of heat flowing through her body.

How he agreed at that time, even he couldn't tell. But all in all, since that day, there has been one more apprentice by his side.

At that time, the Three Realms were turbulent, and he was often separated from Zuichen Township and traveled from place to place, often unable to see each other. And her appearance also made him have a lot of light colors in his tired rush.