Aerodrome.

A long-distance plane sailed down the runway.

A moment later, a well-dressed middle-aged man got off the plane and walked briskly towards the arrivals hall.

A deep aura seemed to be hidden between his eyebrows, which seemed to make his whole person have a mysterious charm.

In the arrival hall, an old man with gray sideburns had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the figure of the middle-aged man, a deep smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Sir...... You're finally back......" The old man's joy spread over his face, as if tears were about to flow down his face.

The middle-aged man smiled "haha", gave the old man a warm hug, and said: "The last time I saw you, you were still a ten-year-old child, and I still teased you at that time, calling you 'little bit', I never thought about it...... In a blink of an eye, your hair is gray, and it looks like I'm going to call you 'Ye Lao'. ”

If someone is on the sidelines and hears the conversation between these two people, I am afraid that they will be shocked and suspect that they have heard it wrong.

This middle-aged man looked no more than thirty or forty years old, but this Ye Lao was at least seventy years old.

Ye Lao's body trembled, nodded with a smile, and said, "Mr. is happy, you can call anything...... You can call it anything......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Lao said respectfully: "Sir, the car is already ready outside...... Please ......"

The middle-aged man nodded, patted Ye Lao's shoulder, and walked outside.

Outside the airport, a Bentley Mulsanne was waiting there, the body was polished and shiny, and the minimum price of this car was five million. The middle-aged man didn't seem to care at all, for him, the glory and wealth of the world were not in his eyes.

Along the way, Ye Lao slowly spoke: "Sir, during this time, a lot of things have happened in the East. ”

"I've heard a few, or else...... It's impossible to come back......" The middle-aged man said lightly with a serious expression on his face.

Ye Lao nodded and said, "I heard the news that the Yin Yang Lao of the Immortal Alliance led dozens of scattered immortals to encircle and suppress Li Changsheng, and Li Changsheng has been completely killed. ”

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "I didn't think about it...... Li Changsheng even has today...... Is...... It's a pity ......."

Speaking of the name "Li Changsheng", he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and for a moment he seemed to remember many memories of the past.

Ye Lao smiled and said, "Without Li Changsheng, Mr. is in the East, and you can sit back and relax." ”

The middle-aged man listened, but did not speak.

Ye Lao continued: "Yin Yang Lao Su then led the scattered immortals to Tianshui Gate, it is rumored that there is a killing array laid by Li Changsheng in Tianshui Gate, and all scattered immortals lost more than half, and then ...... Hou Qing made a move, and killed a lot of scattered immortals, dozens of scattered immortals, and in the end, only a few people remained. ”

The middle-aged man smiled coldly and said: "The Immortal League is making such a fuss, and it is reasonable to lose soldiers and generals, Li Changsheng exchanged the lives of dozens of scattered immortals with the lives of one person, this wave ...... It's not a loss. ”

"But ......" Speaking of this, Ye Lao seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"But what?"

Ye Lao said: "However, the number of scattered immortals in the Immortal Alliance is probably beyond our imagination, this morning, Yin Yang Lao Su led twenty-five scattered immortals to attack Maoshan Yimai. ”

"There is no one in Maoshan who can stop the Immortal Alliance, even if it has a strong foundation support, it won't last long."

The middle-aged man said lightly, as if he knew all about it.

Ye Lao frowned slightly, and said: "Mr. is so dignified, recuperating in Western Europe, why did he suddenly think of coming back to the East?" ”

"Western Europe?" The middle-aged man smiled coldly, his eyes were deep, and he looked out of the car window.

After a while, he said lightly: "No matter how good the place is, it is not my home after all." ”

Ye Lao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, do you remember how long you left the East?" ”

"Of course I do." Between the eyebrows of the middle-aged man, there seemed to be a thick cloud of sorrow, and suddenly, he lowered his head, touched the ring he was wearing on the other with one hand, and said lightly: "In the year that Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, succeeded to the throne, I left the East and went to Western Europe to open up my own territory...... In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed......"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face seemed to have a bitter smile.

I don't know if I have been away from my hometown for too long, looking at the scenery outside the window, I have a strange strangeness in my heart, and I subconsciously seem to resist this place.

If he hadn't heard the news of Li Changsheng's death, maybe he wouldn't have set foot on this land again.

Over the past thousand years, Western Europeans have endowed him with all kinds of legends, various backgrounds, and names. There were so many auras, good and bad, that he couldn't even remember himself.

"In the future, you can live here with confidence...... In the world, there are only a handful of people who can compete with Mr. ......"

Ye Lao showed a kind smile and said slowly.

The middle-aged man shook his head, but his eyes were looking at Ye Lao, and said, "I'll come back...... It's not about getting by...... For me, thousands of years are just a matter of a snap of a finger...... How many people in this world can live longer than me? When I dominated the entire Orient back then, Li Changsheng was not born, and even Taishang Laojun had not yet turned into Li Er, for me...... Where do you spend this day, and what is the difference? ”

Ye Lao, who was on the side of "this ......", was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The middle-aged man asked several rhetorical questions in a row, how could someone like Ye Lao, who had only lived for a few decades, be able to answer?

As if feeling the atmosphere, it was a little dull, as quiet as stagnant water, suffocating, Ye Lao continued to speak: "That gentleman came back this time, is there something important to do?" ”

"It's not important." The middle-aged man said, "It's just ...... The debt owed to people still has to be repaid......"

"Debt? What debt? Ye Lao didn't seem to understand too much.

How can a character as strong as a middle-aged man still owe debts to others?

If you really owe a debt, I'm afraid you ...... The creditor is also a remarkable figure.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said, "I'll let you closely observe the every move of the Immortal Alliance, now...... Do you know what's going on over there in Maoshan? ”

"You wait......"

Ye Lao was startled, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called to ask.

After a while, I saw him hang up his mobile phone and say, "The two sides have already started a war...... Maoshan lost a lot of Taoist priests, but with its profound heritage, for a while, the Immortal League did not completely capture Maoshan, and the two sides were in a stalemate, but ...... Looking at this situation, it only takes two or three days for Maoshan to fall. ”

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Let's go and see ......"

"Where are you going?" Ye Lao frowned.

"Go to Maoshan."

(End of chapter)