Concubine An said: "As long as it is beneficial to the family, I think the elders will not veto this proposal." ”

The Water King and Wood Hibiscus stood on top of the small rolling mountains.

In front of it is a small cliff, and the cold wind is gradually blowing, and there are cold bones.

"So many years have passed since Xia Wei's defeat, what is lost will never come back, and the dead king is also notorious, and it has become a joke of history and a topic of conversation after dinner. The passing water is merciless, the wind is not blowing, even if I have the strength to turn the tide, there is no trend of rejuvenating the country, people are old and decrepit, what can I do with a handful of rotten bones?"

"After so many years of ups and downs, don't you persevere?" Mu Furong asked expressionlessly.

"The prince Changqin has been exhausted to death after so much tossing, what energy can I have to toss him? I've seen it since I lost it, and that's the real reason why I stopped your plan of action. ”

"Do you want to settle for this Dharma protector?" asked Mu Furong in surprise.

"No, but we have no choice, because except for this Jianghu identity that can protect us, the rest of what awaits us is to be hunted down, do you think I will be so uninteresting?" said the Water King unhappily.

"After so many years of tossing, it seems that you are indeed tired. Mu Furong said with a little joy in her heart.

"I don't want to stand without a cone and die without a place to bury. This is not my idea alone, but the consensus of the remnants of our time. Flowers are not red for a hundred days, and no one is good for a lifetime. Xia Wei's death made their hearts fall apart even more, even if they were dying, what was the point? Moreover, the Three Swordsmen had the capacity to tolerate people, and their martial arts cultivation was close to the Heavenly Dao, and if they went against them, wouldn't it be a grasshopper shaking the tree and asking for their own hardships? No matter how generous the Three Swordsmen were, if we still didn't know the so-called search for death, and if we didn't have the slightest reflection on the muddy heart, we would really not be far from death!"

"In the end, you are afraid of death to accept this favor by the way. Mu Furong said unhappily.

"If it's for our daughter Ye Feng, if I say this, will your face be better?" said the Water King dejectedly.

"Hmph, if you don't mean it, who will believe you!"

"Don't forget, I'm her biological father, and if you have affection, I have to be that unrighteous person, what kind of logic is this?"

"Is this the relationship between logic and reason? No, because your righteous eyes have never disdained her, just because she is not a man, and cannot share your so-called responsibilities for you, that's all. ”

"You women are such strange creatures, even vexatious. Your so-called groundlessness not only does not understand the sinister nature of the hearts of the people in the world, but also does not understand the hearts of men. If I hadn't secretly taken care of your mother and daughter, someone would have eaten you alive twenty years ago, this kind of vague fatherly love is so great, how can you easily feel it!"

"Hehe, that's ridiculous! a child can't feel the heart, what kind of fatherly love is that!" Mu Furong sneered.

"You are so rude and too presumptuous, you can doubt me and forget it, but what is the harm of wanting to add to it, and you have vetoed everything I have, what good will it do you and the child?"

"I just want to tell her, don't come to mess around, don't come to disturb our original life, you are superfluous to her. ”

When the Water King heard this, he didn't refute anymore, let alone insist, as an incompetent father, he really shouldn't ask too much of his children.

The Water King was a little defeated, because his only was no longer the only one, and the word 'strange' was so heavy.

Between the tomb pavilions, the inscription is still new, and the person is no longer there.

Pregnant Hanyin and Yu Youcheng returned to the pregnant family, only Pregnant Huiji accompanied the Three Swordsmen, speechless in the tomb pavilion.

After a long time, Wu Cidi touched the stone tablet that he was reluctant to love, and said calmly: "There are kings in the world who are lucky, and no monarch is alone." Even if there is a name of heaven and earth, it is in vain for Gao Jiekai. Sadness and love, chivalrous self-determination. ”

"Or say that the rivers and lakes are all attributed to the heroes of the three swords, but who cares about the possession at this moment? Without you, the world has lost its color, why bother talking about the rivers and lakes again? ”

The one without roots, that is, Ping......

"See you again after many years, things have long been different, I am not me, but I am still the original me. Yu'er, if our child were alive, he would be as tall as me, and he might be more like you, as kind and gentle as you...... Misfortune and luck are intertwined, and this heaven and earth have cursed me again after taking revenge on you. This is indeed unkind and unkind, and it has arranged the fate that the two of us should have, what we want is that yin and yang are separated, Lao Yan flies apart, and death and parting pain. ”

In front of Wanyu's tomb, Xiang Jian slowly weeded the wasted grave and chattered.

The three brothers finished worshipping the pregnancy and came to Wanyu's tomb again, the difference between the new tomb and the old tomb, one in the home pavilion, and the other in the wilderness of the mountain, are all the same kind of thoughts, the same kind of sorrow.

Falling in love and looking at each other is separated by yang and yin, no matter how strong the congenital is, it cannot erase the yin and yang line, life and death.

There is love in the world that shows its own affection, so that people can be affectionate and sexual, and the ruthless side of the avenue is the most fair, so as to show the rules of the reincarnation of heaven and earth.

When Fang Weigong saw the three musketeers leaving, he finally cried.

He hid in the bushes.

Wanyu is the name taken by Xiang Jian, in fact, her surname is Fang, and her name is Fang Weiyu.

Back then, Fang Weigong, as a coward, watched his sister being snatched away and was indifferent.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he is too weak to have that courage at all.

His father and mother died early, and the brothers and sisters who depended on each other were manipulated by fate, what could he do about it?

Fang Weigong, who wanted to be sad without tears and was worse than death, came to work later, and with the help of the crippled, he became a well-known righteous guest.

It was indeed the news of the girl who was looking for it, but the bad news was like a spoonful of cold water pouring him cold.

Although he found his sister's grave, the Three Swordsmen were dead at that time, and he sank into the vast sea of people, hiding in the mountains and forests, and becoming an anonymous woodcutter.

He was the only one left in heaven and earth.

This year is his sister's 20th anniversary of death, and he came to visit her, but Fang Weigong didn't have any courage.

If it weren't for the cowardice and incompetence of him back then, he was afraid that he would not be able to die, maybe there would not have been this ending.

The undeserving man died, but he, the damned man who blamed himself for more than twenty years, is still alive!

What is the face of a superfluous person to see his sister who died tragically?

The grave is the sorrow of the dead Wanyu, and it is also the sorrow that he should bear when he is alive.

The brothers and sisters were sad, bleeding and tearing, unable to wash away the bearer they should have, and they couldn't afford the hurt they had had.

Fang Youwei thought about it, not only did he not dare, but he also had no courage and qualifications to appear in front of Wanyu's tomb.

Brother, it's not your fault, so I forgive you!

Fang Youwei really wanted his sister to say this to him personally, but unfortunately, it was too late, he couldn't deceive himself, he was often awakened by nightmares, and it was cold in the middle of the night.

Fang Youwei, who had been guilty all his life, had left the cemetery silently, but after only half a burnt of incense, he turned back the same way.

"Sister, big brother has come to see you......"

"After so many years, my eldest brother has been surviving for a long time, and shame and guilt torment me, even if I can try to convince myself, I can't get over the conscience in my heart. The eldest brother really regrets that he shouldn't have been at the beginning, it was the eldest brother who was cowardly and incompetent, and the eldest brother was greedy for life and afraid of death, I ...... I...... Big brother, I'm sorry for you!"

"Shameless face of heaven and earth, burying the grave to kill the yin and yang people, the eldest brother is ashamed, the eldest brother is guilty, the eldest brother will atone for your sins and come to accompany you. ”

Fang Youwei pulled out his long sword and wiped it on his neck, and a stream of blood splattered, staining the half-human-high old stone tablet red......

The crippled are sensible.

As soon as the name of the Three Swordsmen came out of Diqiu, Fang Youwei was so lonely and unheard, but as a person from the rivers and lakes, the sensibility that should have will definitely make the hard-working person Fang Youwei hear the rumors, and Fang Youwei, who is a hard-working person, will definitely be ashamed to regenerate, and he will be uneasy, and he must find his sister's tomb with a wish.

People who are painstaking and lonely are difficult to suffer in their hearts, and they will inevitably find short-sightedness in their hearts in a fit of anger.

After all, the crippled and the hard-working people are also teachers and friends, and they have a deep relationship, so he naturally will not let Fang Youwei apologize for his crimes.

"Alas...... I can't imagine that I'm still late, why are you bothering, why bother?"

The crippled man looked at the corpse of the painstaking man and sighed a little.

The blood was not cold or condensed, and it was obvious that he had just died.

He bent down, looked at the painstaking man who had ended up like this, and said slowly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay like this! Since life is so painful and tired, it is not a relief to be on your own." There is nothing to love in life, there is nothing to fear in death, and the iron-boned man can't bear that sin of his heart, are you doing this? No, it's torturing the living, it's for me to come all the way to collect your body!"

The cruel man hugged the corpse of the bitter man, and said with tears in his eyes.

A pile of new soil rises, standing on the left side of Wanyu, the tomb is not high, but adjacent to the old tomb.

The simple stone tablet stands, and the eleven deep characters of the eleven characters of the "eldest brother and the painstaking person Fang Youwei Zuo accompany the tomb" have been carved into the stone face by the sword, although it is unsatisfactory, but the crippled man still poured out the bamboo wine barrel he carried with him,

A tube of wine slowly poured down on the grave until there was no trickle left.

"The underground is not as noisy as the world, and loneliness is accompanied by a long way. After his death, Fang Cheng followed his relatives, and his grievances and grievances were wiped out. I hope that you two brothers and sisters can get along well in the underworld, and that will not be in vain for me. ”

"Hard-working people, my friend, when I see the yin and yang, I will never be ......"

The crippled man stood up and looked at the tombstone and said, with a lot of emotion in his heart, his figure was depressed, some of them were alone, and they limped away.