"Boom..."

Ji Wudao's words were like a bolt of lightning that pierced the silence of the dark world, and the fury of the fury of thunder roared in his ears, completely waking up Ji Wuchen.

His wrinkled and haggard face was stained with tears, and he remained motionless as if he had lost his soul, and his expression gradually lost his mind, and he fell into deep thought.

Ten years in a hurry, muddy, full of wind and frost, the lost journey of the tent has no purpose and no end. What is he clinging to along the way, what is he confused, and even he has almost forgotten why it has always been like this.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up.

Yes, before I knew it, Xiao Yanran had been gone for ten years. Ten years of unbearable retrospect, a period of gloomy drift, he walked alone. A period of confused wandering, he is at peace with what he encounters, no longer has a vision, no hope, wanders in loneliness and sadness, and his initial pursuit has been decadent and insignificant with the passage of time, and he is still left behind after all.

The love is as deep as the sea, and it is thick when it is diluted, and the years are like a shuttle to look back before he knows remorse, no matter how unruly the madman is, there is also the sadness of his singing song!

Looking back, there seems to be a clear and vague, familiar and unfamiliar beautiful shadow in front of me, and the scenes of painstaking and unforgettable tenderness play slowly again, but it looks so old and gray, as if it is a drama that should have come to an end a long time ago.

The fragrance imprints the eyes, lingers in the heart, lingers in the flesh.

He thought that the people who worked hard and remembered would never forget it in their lives, but they never thought that in the days they would never forget, they were washed and polished by the mottled years, and after the vicissitudes of life, after the precipitation of baptism, they gradually faded and became more and more blurred, and finally they could not withstand the passage of time and became light and light, and they would eventually be forgotten.

Looking at the winter and spring, all the memories, all the past, seem to have soothed all the pain with the passage of the years, and the emotions that are raging in the heart have become quieter and quieter.

He couldn't help but think back to his old self, from high-spirited and Top Gun to eclipsed and miserable. The dreamlike tenderness and honey silently buried the red dust, drowning him in the abyss of pain from which he could not extricate himself. From hiding in no one's place at the beginning to appreciating, tasting, and contemplating without distractions, deliberately not destroying the only remaining beauty. Later, he was no longer grief-stricken, the pain of the same taste had already made him feel tired, and he gradually became insensitive, and slowly became accustomed to it.

The years have passed, the clouds have risen and fallen, the years have passed forever, the vast sea has become a mulberry field, and the vast mulberry field has replaced the sea.

With each passing day, things change, the sun rises and falls, the cycle repeats, goes and comes, the cycle goes back and forth, never stops, and it will not stop for anyone.

The flowers are similar every year, the people are different every year, the things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and they want to say that they will cry first. With the passage of time, everything around us is changing, and the old people have already changed their appearance unconsciously.

He was the only one who still lived in confusion, day after day, year after year, tirelessly, untiredly, and ten years unbearable, so that he tasted all the sufferings of the world, and his body and soul were full of scars.

When he woke up, he finally struggled out of the little warmth that remained and completed his own redemption. The cloudy image of his eyes gradually dissipated, and some things in the past had never been seen so thoroughly as he did now.

Instead of being so muddy, it is better to adjust your mentality, there is still a long way to go, and we have to continue to walk. The idea of seeing Xiao Yanran again sprouted in my heart again, rising from the ground, growing into a towering tree full of greenery, with the vigorous green light bursting out, like the sea and waves, soaking the exhausted and lonely heart in it, resurrecting, shining again, and gushing with vitality.

Ji Wuchen woke up like a dream, and suddenly looked up at the two people who were close at hand, his eyes were shining, firm and unswerving, and he shouted: "No!"

Then, with difficulty, he got up and slowly straightened up. Suffering the erosion of ten years of unbearable years seems to have weakened him a lot, and he looks weak.

He stumbled, it was difficult to stabilize his steps, he was still unyielding, his teeth were clenched, his expression was calm, he raised his hand and took a jet-black halberd from the darkness, and a colorful divine wheel appeared behind him, about to appear.

Ji Wudao looked at the halberd in Ji Wuchen's hand, his eyes suddenly rounded, and his fierce light was full of anger, exuding a cold light, which made people's hearts rise with a cold chill, which lingered in his heart and did not fade for a long time.

The monstrous anger erupted in an instant, mercilessly crushing the dark world, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the wails continued.

He looked angry, as if the whole person was on the verge of getting out of control, and shouted angrily: "Don't defile the Halberd of Innocence anymore, you are not worthy!"

Suddenly, he roared like thunder, and the lightning around him streaked through the sky with a deafening roar:

"How can a person who is extremely ignorant know how heavy and heavy the weight of the halberd is that it represents a symbol of glory, a proof of heroism, a brilliant brilliance, and an unyielding pride. ”

As soon as the words fell, he took a brisk step, raised the pitch-black halberd in his hand, and the golden light burst out, soaring, tearing apart the dark world, and slashing towards Ji Wuchen.

The earth-shattering collision resounded through the dark world, setting off gusts of wind and fury to wreak havoc in the sky.

The two figures held halberds in their hands, their eyes were extremely cold, and they stared at each other tightly.

Ji Wuchen was silent, his eyes were calm and deep and sharp, terrifying, his long gray hair fluttered in the wind, like thousands of demons dancing, and the colorful divine wheel behind his body shattered and the void suddenly appeared, slowly turning, colorful and bright.

With a bang, a figure came to him, Ji Xun no longer watched coldly, he found the right time, and when Ji Wuchen was not the slightest defense, he raised his fist and smashed at him, the fist was mighty, the waves were empty, and it was extremely strong.

Ji Wuchen and Ji Wudao fought together, it was difficult to solve, he was forced to be distracted, and he didn't have time to break free, watching the arrival of this punch, the sudden fist mark caught him off guard, he couldn't prevent it, and the blood was swaying, flying sideways in the sky.

"Hmph. Ji Hyun's face was cold and deep, two cold lights burst out of his eyes, and the anger on his face flashed away, and he was so constricted that he didn't leak. The tense face, the cold tone, and the pent-up anger in my heart were self-evident.

"Give up the resistance, and give you a good time!"

Ji Hyun carried his left hand, pinched the bright fist mark in his right palm, and the dense Dao patterns lingered, raising a steady pace and walking slowly towards Ji Wuchen.

There were blood stains on the corners of Ji Wuchen's mouth, flowing slowly, his eyes were blank, and his face was calm, as if he was unconscious. With one hand on the ground and the other hand holding the halberd, he climbed up from the ground with difficulty and slowly, lifted his waist, and straightened his body.

Gray hair fluttered up, a gray robe hunting, and vaguely, Ji Wuchen, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, seemed to have returned and reappeared in the world!

He stared at Ji Hyun who was striding in without blinking, his expression did not fluctuate, there was no sadness or joy, an expressionless expression, revealing a calmness and calmness born from the heart, and he was so calm and calm.