The falling flowers are not fragrant, the streamer will not reappear, the passing water cannot be reversed, and time cannot be returned.

Ten years is not long, it is not short, and its unwarranted waste of life is tantamount to a terrible murder for money.

In the bleak and cold winter, everything in the world is always looking forward to spring. Looking forward to its grass warbler flying, silk silk brushing embankment, looking forward to its thousands of trees and flowers, rippling blue waves, looking forward to its orchid grass, fragrant thousands of miles, looking forward to its purple and red, swaying, looking forward to its peach like brocade, falling red like rain.

The wind was swaying, slightly weak, no longer so cold and piercing, blowing over and over again the heavy haze that gradually dissipated from the sky.

Time passed in a flash, like a handful of sand in the hand, inadvertently passed quietly, slipped through the cracks, and it was difficult to grasp it with all my strength, watching it fly one after another, falling helplessly, but there was no way to save it.

Spring is approaching, in fact, it has come, the cold and coldness of winter have been eliminated, the snow has melted, flowing a graceful trickle, and the biting cold wind has eased a lot, mixed with a trace of warmth, blowing through the sky.

In the blink of an eye, months have passed, and the vast land has been completely greened, from the appearance to the heart.

A gentle breeze blows, and the spring rain also rushes over, and it seems to like to join in the fun. The drizzle of hair is sprinkled from the sky, like thousands of soft willows, dripping, and the heaven and earth are immersed in hazy rain and mist, and they are confused.

The gentle and moist drizzle exudes a moist and warm breath, not like the deafening thunder of a fierce storm, nor like the winter rain, which carries a wet and cold breath, which is tireless.

The gentle rain shrouded everything in the world like smoke and mist, warmly and thoughtfully caressed the creatures of the world, quietly and silently moistened all things on the earth, poured and washed the gloomy heart, and soothed the wounds of the harsh winter with a benevolent heart.

This sudden spring rain came and went quickly. But after half an hour, it faded away silently. A few scattered gray clouds dispersed, and the sky was washed fresh and bright by the spring rain, and it was spotless. Bright and warm rays of light shine through the spotless clouds, bathing all things in the world.

The spring rain washed away the cold remnants of winter, and everything woke up from its slumber under the caress of the spring breeze, no longer silent, full of vitality, and gradually swayed under the moisture of the damp soil, delicate red and full of green.

A figure snuggled under the tree, quietly watching all this, staring into the distance, it seemed blurry and distant, as if looking at the passing verdant years, vaguely revealing the slightest reluctance.

Ji Wuchen looked haggard and sloppy. His temples were stained with white frost, and his face was full of wrinkles. The bright eyes of the past are now a cloudy image.

I have been looking up at the starry sky and sitting quietly until late at night, when everything is silent, the breeze is no longer blowing, and everything is no longer noisy.

He was sore and weak, his eyelids were heavy, and he slowly fell asleep with his back to the roots of the tree, as if he had vaguely seen his father in his dream.

The majestic figure, which made him more and more depressed, his heart was more bitter, the tip of his nose was sour, his eyes were filled with tears, and after a while, a stream of tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, he pursed his mouth, he could no longer control himself, and one after another turbid tears flowed like a trickle that could not stop gushing out.

He never imagined that before he died, he would be able to see his father again, and a warm current from nowhere flowed through the heart that had been dead for a long time, setting off a wave of ups and downs again, turbulent.

Ji Hyun turned around, put his hands behind his back, and stood in the darkness. His body was tall, his instrument was lofty, his face was gloomy and terrifying, his eyes were extremely sharp, he stared at Ji Wuchen, and he was silent for a long time before he angrily reprimanded:

"Why, the fighting spirit and the indestructible will have all been wiped out. ”

"You are a hot-blooded man who only bleeds and does not shed tears in the Ji family. ”

"You're not worthy, you're not worthy, you're not worthy......"

The sound is like a bell, sonorous and powerful, endless, shocking the soul.

As soon as the words fell, the majestic Ji Hyun turned into a puff of light smoke, billowing and flying, and disappeared.

"Hmph. A dull cold snort followed, and it exploded suddenly, as if a sudden thunderbolt slashed through the sky, shaking the sky and the earth, making Ji Wuchen's chest dull and painful as if he had been hit by a boulder, his haggard face was even paler, and his frivolous steps staggered back two steps.

In the depths of the darkness, a delicate posture came, bare with mutton fat white jade-like jade feet, hanging on the ground for three inches, and the afterglow of the void behind him flickered endlessly.

A black tulle shrouds the proud figure, and the charming color looms, attracting people's souls and seducting people's hearts.

Jiang Zhirou stood quietly not far from Ji Wuchen, her delicate and cold eyes, with an extremely disdainful light in her angry eyes, and even a little disgust.

"Pavilion Master Jiang?" Ji Wuchen looked at the beautiful shadow not far in front of him in a daze, and he said in a wooden voice.

"It's ridiculous that I even have a time when I look away!"

"Compared to your brother Ji Wudao, it's far behind. Jiang Zhirou's expression was ruthless, she squinted her eyes and looked sideways at Ji Wuchen, her beautiful eyes were full of contempt and hatred, and she had an arrogant posture of not looking at people with her eyes at all!

"What qualifications does he have to be compared to me?"

"Being a member of the Ji family makes me ashamed and ashamed. ”

A figure slowly walked from the depths of darkness with indifferent steps, and refuted loudly.

Ji Wuchen looked over in the direction from which the voice came. This person has a majestic posture, a dragon and a tiger, and it seems that he must be a man. His face was blurred, except for a pair of bright and sharp eyes.

He and Jiang Zhirou stood side by side, his expression was extremely arrogant, showing a posture of looking down on all beings, his fists were clenched, full of murderous desire, coming out of his body, rising to the sky, making people shudder.

"You take a closer look at your appearance, what is the difference between you and the stupid dog hiding in the corner and shivering, you can live a life, why don't I finish you off with my own hands and give you a ride. He was indifferent and ruthless, staring at Ji Wuchen, and a word without any emotion resounded through the dark world.

As soon as the words fell, his eyes became more and more blazing, extremely decisive, with a posture of saying what he said and doing what he did, he raised his hand and pulled out a long halberd as black as ink from the dark world, clenched it in his hand, and pointed at Ji Wuchen from afar, the halberd blade was extremely sharp, and the snow was bright and dazzling.

His eyes burst out with a bloodthirsty light like a beast, and the black and white pupils reflected the clearly visible Ji Wuchen, his gloomy face had no human touch at all, and a cold cold wind swept through the sky from his majestic body, filling the dark world.

At this time, he was like an executioner who killed people without blinking, which made people cold and frightened.

"Count me in. The disappeared Ji Hyun reappeared in the dark world again, he strode from the depths, standing side by side with Ji Wudao, staring at Ji Wuchen, his face was pale, he glared angrily, and gritted his teeth.

"Father. Ji Wuchen's face was dull, his eyes were stunned and he looked at Ji Xun who appeared again, and couldn't help but open his mouth and shout.

"Shut up!" Ji Hyun was stunned, the monstrous killing intent came out of his body, and he opened his mouth to roar at Ji Wuchen, roaring like thunder, earth-shattering, deafening, and shaking the dark world.

"What is embarrassing is still saved from the cruelty of others, and the reputation of being unreasonable. All that the Ji family gave you, we will take it back with our own hands, and we have nothing to say to you. Ji Hyun was furious, and shouted hoarsely at Ji Wuchen.

Ji Wudao took the lead in attacking, swept his right leg backwards and provoked the tail of the halberd, and with the halberd in his right palm, he slashed towards Ji Wuchen.

He was indifferent and ruthless, as if he had lost his emotion, annihilated his mind, and dealt extremely hard to his brother Ji Wuchen, whose blood was thicker than water, and had no family affection at all.

An incomparably sharp and brilliant edge burst out from the blade of the long halberd, invincible, devastating, tearing a big gap in the dark world, the power was still violent, never attenuated by half a point, and galloped towards Ji Wuchen far away.

Ji Wuchen's expression was very calm, his cloudy eyes looked at the brilliant crescent moon, he was indifferent to love in his life, and it was difficult to breed resistance in his already dead heart, or death was the relief for him, and it was the best destination.

"Poof..."The crescent-shaped edge came as promised, splitting him into the air, and spilling blood into the air.

"Plop..."

Ji Wuchen flew a few feet before he fell heavily to the ground, shaking his internal organs with a burst of qi and blood, and making him vomit blood involuntarily.

His face was pale, his eyelids were heavy, he crawled on the ground, languishing, trembling and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned his head with difficulty to look at Ji Hyun who came with death dance steps and Ji Wudao, who had never met.

"Come on, come again, you're going to give me a good time! Ji Wuchen had blood on the corner of his mouth, looked crazy, and yelled at the two of them.

"In the past, your generous words, passionate blood, unremitting faith, great pride, Lingyun's ambition, all these things, I still remember vividly, as if the next day. ”

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's really confusing and giving me a headache. The words are so pale that I can't think of any words to describe your brazenness!"

A hysterical hoarse roar, engulfed with monstrous anger and murderous intent, resounded through the dark world and spread and swept through.

Ji Hyun's eyes were sharp and terrifying, his face was cold and ruthless, and he tried his best to clench his fists, and several green tendons were coiled like green snakes, extremely hideous.

"Talk to him a lot, and put an end to him quickly. I still want to find the seductive witch, and if I don't crush her bones and ashes with my own hands, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart. ”