Xia Yu's whole body began to crack, just like when he died on the ancient battlefield.

This sequelae is to let Xia Yu die again, really die!

Whether Xia Yu can survive or not depends on himself.

Spots of light appeared on Hong Ya and Xia Yu, and they were leaving.

Soon, two people appeared in the little black house.

It may have been a long time since I spoke, but today I finally came with so many people, "Tut-tut! If he is still alive, I will advise him not to go, if he could have survived in his heyday, but not now!"

Hongya put her head in a cloak and looked down at Xia Yu.

"He can't make it, I'll help him!"

"Just kidding! How can you help?" The voice laughed.

Hong Ya squatted down, separated her wrist and blood gushed out, spilling on Xia Yu's body, and then she also lay down next to Xia Yu, took Xia Yu's hand, and the two of them began to become a person, and Hong Ya began to use her breath to enter Xia Yu's body.

"You said that you live to die, right, if you can't live, then I will die with you!" Hongya began to pour spiritual power into Xia Yu's body as well.

Xia Yu began to absorb this blood, and the breath of life of the two people became smaller and smaller.

After a long time, the person inside the coffin let out a sigh, it was over, really two people died together.

At the same time, he has some admiration in his heart, he has seen many people, but those people don't even have nine grades, the lowest is ten grades, such people have a problem.

That is, they pursue the avenue, the avenue is ruthless, and even marriage is for the avenue, in which era, it is called a partner.

He didn't know what about the others, anyway, he felt that it was very bad, it was very good in front of him, although he hadn't experienced it, and he didn't understand it very well, not to mention that he was still a Taoist.

It's just the first Taoist in the world, it's a shame, as the first Taoist, he is not a Taoist ancestor.

Just after the first person in the world and the first Taoist had just finished sighing, the door behind him was suddenly kicked open, although Yang Ziwu "is middle-aged, he still smiles!"

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu said, without Lao Tzu, it will never work!"

Wicker grew on Yang Ziwu's body, instilling vitality in the two of them.

Slowly, the vital signs of the two people recovered, and Yang Ziwu stopped, just live, there was no need to waste anything.

Yang Ziwu shouldered one and carried the two of them, "Bye, senior, I hope I can see you again one day, when I say goodbye, I have to stand, I always lie down and chat, it's very rude!"

Yang Ziwu went out, his slender figure, long white hair, the light outside the door sprinkled on his body, he was destined to become light!

Yang Ziwu left the ancient battlefield, left the cave, appeared in the Qiantang Demon Domain, left slowly, and came to the Qiantang River, there were many people standing on the bank, three generations of Tianjiao, they rode the light, watching Yang Ziwu slowly return.

Carrying two people.

Everyone couldn't help but redden, Xia Yu, who was about to die, Hongya, and middle-aged Yang Ziwu.

Lin Yi, who had just come back here, looked lonely, looked dazed, but even he didn't know why his hands were trembling, Li Daoqing, and Zhang Qing, who looked like Xu Gong, no one knew that he went straight to the ghost gate on the ancient battlefield and asked.

No one knows what they have been through, two months, two months, it seems like twenty years, two hundred years to them.

Everyone knows that these people are different, and they are about to start storming the sky.

Yang Ziwu walked forward, handed over Xia Yu and Hongya to the others, and looked at Xu Yuanyou, who now looked older than Xu Yuanyou, but still showed his iconic white teeth.

"Master, I can't do it this time, I almost can't bear it, can I give me some vacation?"

Xu Yuanyou smiled and nodded, "Of course! I'm giving you half a month's vacation!"

Yang Ziwu nodded, shook his head slightly, and saw so many people.

Still didn't hold back, Yang Ziwu's eyes were red, and he deflated, "I really almost died."

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"Cry if you want to, no one will laugh at you!"

Yang Ziwu shook his head strongly, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Yang Ziwu took out a lot of books, "The books in Gaizhu Mountain, you can take them back and interpret them!"

I got a knife and I haven't named it yet, can you give me a name? Yang Ziwu took out the knife he got in Gaizhu Mountain!

Xu Yuanyou looked at it, the blade of the knife glowed green, and slowly spoke, "This knife is named Rise!" How?"

Yang Ziwu nodded with a smile, looked at everyone, and took a long breath.

"Everyone, do you have a camera, let's take a picture here!"

Xu Yuanyou smiled, "The camera may not be useful, I'll find a Dan Qingshou!"

Xu Yuanyou disappeared in place.

After a while, Xu Yuanyou came back and brought an old man, the old man was holding a tool in his hand, and at the same time, he came back with the champion Hou.

Champion Hou smiled, "How can such a thing as taking pictures without me, add me one!"

Everyone began to discuss the position, and the third-generation genius with the most people squatted in front, and the shape was handled by himself.

Yang Ziwu and She Jun are one left and one right, Xu Yuanyou and Champion Hou are standing in the middle, and they can all take care of their own shapes.

At this time, the tide of the Qiantang River came, the river slapped the shore, and everyone laughed wildly, or covered their heads, or covered their faces, or arrogant, or subtle.

Champion Hou put his arm on Xu Yuanyou's shoulder, and Xu Yuanyou looked serious.

Yang Ziwu laughed beside Xu Yuanyou, but was comforted by Xu Yuanyou's touch.

Xia Yu and Hongya hadn't woken up yet, they were supported by Lin Yi and Zhang Qingyi left and right, with their heads down, leaning together.

Li Daoqing also looked serious, smiling.

Some of the newcomers in front of them sat on the ground, sitting on the ground and laughing, yes, it was Li Rong, Yang Jin was also squatting seriously, Zhang Bairen covered his head and laughed.

In the end, the painting was like this, and when everyone went to see it, they were surprised to find that Yang Ziwu in the painting was not old, but young.

The old gentleman smiled, "It's a young man!"

"Okay, I'll go to the computer and scan it when I get back, and I'll have a photo for everyone!" As for this danqing, keep it, it will be useful in the museum in the future!" Champion Hou looked at it with a smile.

What Champion Hou said is not wrong, it is these young people in this painting, of course, Xu Yuanyou and Champion Hou, their group of people have changed an era and made immortal contributions.

A person lives a lifetime, no matter who it is, the biggest ideal is not how much money to transfer, what luxury car to drive, what villa to live in, but to leave a name in history!

These people, each of them are famous in history, and the people who are famous in history are not necessarily the people in the painting, but the people in the painting must be famous in history!

I don't know how many years have passed, this painting has been kept in the museum, and countless people remember their merits!