In the Eastern Spirit Realm, after Lin Huang walked down the mountain, he began to prepare for many things to leave the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Nowadays, the East Spirit Realm can be said to be in ruins. But he can't do much if he stays here as a martial artist.

At most, it can rebuild the Drifting Snow Palace.

In contrast, Lin Huang hoped that he could leave the Eastern Spirit Realm earlier and go to those so-called Great Domains to walk.

After all, the pattern of the Eastern Spirit Realm is too small, where is the real sea of the martial arts world, and the ocean is unbridled.

What's more, when he was outside the Wuzen Temple, he had an agreement with Jun Chengcheng. If the latter is not unexpected, a year later, Jun Chengcheng will appear in the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

It's a year now, but it's less than half a year left.

Moreover, Lin Huang didn't even know where the Qingtian Martial Mansion was.

Before being reborn, Lin Huang had never heard of Jun Chengcheng going to Qingtian Martial Mansion. Thinking about the things in the dark, there has been a big shift.

Ten days later.

On the green hills outside Xuanyuan City, Lin Huang was dressed in white and sat quietly in front of the two tombs. The flask in his hand was swaying and a little boring.

A mound is the grave of Yan Zangfeng's wife and children.

At the beginning, Yan Zangfeng also told Lin Huang with a smile that if he died in battle one day, he hoped that Lin Huang could bury him here and guard his wife and children forever.

But who would have thought that in the battle of Yin Yang Valley, Yan Zangfeng directly dragged the evil king to blow himself up, where was there any corpse, and there was not even a trace of soul left.

If you want to build a well-dressed mound, it is difficult to do it.

Lin Huang sat in front of the mound, looked at the mottled tombstone, took a sip of wine, and slowly wrote the words 'Yan Zangfeng' on it with his hand.

The latter may not be as amazing as Xuanyuan in his life, and he does not have the same strong combat power as Xuanyuan in his life. But life is a lifetime, and the grass and trees are autumn. How can we conclude the coffin with the simple word 'realm'?

Since Qin Changsheng preached, Lin Huang has realized that the so-called martial artist's heart is even more than the realm!

After worshipping Yan Zangfeng, Lin Huang built several clothed mounds next to him......

Murong Burn.

Seal thousands of miles.

The sixth kill of the herringbone.

The fourth kill of the herringbone.

......

Leaf red sleeves.

On the top of the drizzly and muddy mountain, Lin Huang dug the soil with both hands, his mind was more silent than ever, and he couldn't help but think of the middle-aged Confucian who was in the Blood Triangle at the beginning.

In the blood-colored auction hall, the woman in red smiled, she was simply the reincarnation of a fox, and Lin Huang was so scared that she didn't dare to look at it.

And the murderous chivalrous line.

It's all buried in the loess......

I don't know when, Lin Huang has burst into tears. Obviously, these people are only friends with themselves at most, and some of them are not even friends.

But Lin Huang always felt extremely lost in his heart.

The righteousness of the ancients has nothing to do with the realm of truth.

The friendship between gentlemen is the most unforgettable!

In the end, Lin Huang sat down in front of Xie Qinghou's grave, looking at the new grave that had not been in front of him for a long time, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and a glass of wine slowly soaked into the earth.

"Actually, among my peers, you're the first person who really makes me feel amazing!"

Lin Huang suddenly spoke, smiling.

"Obviously has a peerless appearance, but he is willing to hibernate. When my sister was brilliant, you were so unknown. After my sister was down, you still hid your edge. A man who is less than twenty years old, he is already a young and frivolous age, how can you resist the temptation of the world's revered gaze, and willingly possess yourself in the dirt, wanting everyone to forget you!"

"I have also seen the righteous people of Haoran, willing to lie down and taste their courage, bearing the accusations of the world, and walking alone on a road that cannot see the light. But none of them are my friends, they are too far away from me to feel real!"

"But you're different, you're Xie Qinghou!"

"In the Great War of the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties, at that time, I wanted to break your body into thousands of pieces, and even break your bones and scatter ashes, but you could still laugh at that time!"

"You can't think about living longer, and when you see me in the future, you can puff up your chest and tell me that you didn't betray the Drifting Snow Palace, you are a real warrior and hero, and then condescendingly say that you are not as good as me?"

"Why did you die all of a sudden?"

Lin Huang smiled lonely, a pot of wine had already been empty.

"No one knows, I don't really care about the so-called people in the world, and I don't have any righteousness. I don't have the courage to go back to thousands of people, I just want to protect my relatives well...... But you're the guy who planted a seed in my heart!"

"Do you really think I want to get involved in the affairs of the Yin Yang Valley? If it weren't for the fact that I took away the relics of the Buddha God, I owe an explanation. What does life and death have to do with me? But as soon as Lao Tzu thought of you, he felt that if he didn't participate in the battle of Yin Yang Valley and did something for the Eastern Spirit Realm, he couldn't get over it with his conscience, and his face was panicked!"

On the drizzling green mountains, Lin Huang's forehead pressed against Xie Qinghou's tombstone, and he smiled slightly drunk, "I know, you insisted on closing the curtain at the beginning." It's because you don't want to live anymore, you eat blood and eat human flesh. has become a guy who is not a human or a ghost, so you don't want to live anymore, you can't get over that hurdle in your heart!"

"If I were faced with such a situation, I might not be able to get over it!"

"So even if I know that your soul has not completely dissipated, I didn't ask Senior Brother to gather your soul, because you don't want to!"

"I also know that there is a blind girl named A Ning in the Eastern Spirit Realm, who has embarked on the path of martial arts, and is able to peel off the cocoon from heaven and earth, and collect your broken soul little by little. I won't help her or stop her!"

"Because it's her obsession......"

"As for when you will be able to reunite your soul, it depends on how many years A-Ning will have saved, and it depends on when you can cross the hurdle in your heart!"

"I just want to tell you, how can you bear to let such a pitiful woman be left alone in the world. Maybe in a few decades, she will become a dying old woman, but she is still piecing together your soul, can you really bear it?"

"Since I like her, I must be by her side every day, what a beautiful thing. You are so beautiful, why don't you have a brain in this matter?"

Lin Huang smiled and toasted Xie Qinghou with a glass of wine.

"I'm leaving the East Spirit Realm, and I'm probably never going to see each other again. Even though yin and yang are separated, the friendship of friends lasts forever!"

Lin Huang suddenly got up and patted the tombstone, as if he was patting Xie Qinghou's shoulder, and then simply turned his head and went down the mountain, "Let's go!"

After the forest is gone, there seems to be a spring breeze floating on the green hills.

Beautiful!

After going down the mountain, after thinking about it for a while, Lin Huang did not go to Qin Xuance to say goodbye, but went straight to Xuanyuan Mansion......

(End of chapter)