The hustle and bustle of the streets, the endless cries of selling are endless.

This strange and familiar world made Ye Chen feel inexplicably uneasy, where had I seen them.

The sound of gongs and drums has disappeared from the streets, but passers-by are still talking about the matter of the eldest lady of the Mu family marrying Luo Chu.

"The girl of the Mu family finally married Luo Chu, and I heard that this time it was Ma Yan, the deputy city lord, who personally presided over the wedding!"

"If the girl of the Mu family doesn't marry Luo Chu's bastard, the Mu family will have a foothold in Luoxia City!"

"It's a pity a good girl!"

Whispers sprung up all around, and Ye Chen walked aimlessly, and he didn't know where to go.

It wasn't until the icy rain hit his face that he shook his head and looked up at the drizzle falling from the sky, it was raining.

Stretching out his hand to support the falling drizzle, Ye Chen took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "Maybe I saw them in my previous life, my ancestors once said that the cycle of life and death, there will be this life in this life!"

Shaking away the confusion in his heart, Ye Chen found a restaurant at random and jumped in.

Although it was daylight, the restaurant was full of drinkers.

Ye Chen threw out a few gold coins at random, followed a bartender up to the top floor, and found a place to stand by the window.

"Guest officer, what kind of wine do you need?" The bartender's eyes were extremely vicious, and he recognized at a glance that the young man in front of him was the son of heaven of the Ye family of the three major families, and said in a slightly flattering tone.

"Is there any liquor?" Ye Chen said lightly, looking at the rain curtain falling along the eaves outside the window.

"Yes, it's not a small boast, the last thing we have in the store is spirits!"

"In particular, the knife fire in the store is a well-known existence in the entire Luoxia City!" the bartender said with his eyebrows fluttering, missing the distinguished guest beside him.

"Come and burn five pots of knives!" Ye Chen didn't reply, but his eyes fell on the street in the distance, the sky street was drizzling, and the children playing in the rain were playing, stretching out their hands to catch the rain that was falling down to the eaves.

A few moments later. The bartender went upstairs with five pots of knives and fires.

Ye Chen sent the bartender away and drank at will, his warm wine entered his stomach, like churning magma, a burst of scorching heat, but Ye Chen's face did not change.

"I've never drunk alcohol, but why I drink it, it's inexplicably familiar!"

"This knife fire can make a young child who has never drunk alcohol drunk in a few sips, why am I so sober?"

"Because I've ever drunk anything stronger than this?"

One bite after another. There was no pause, until his eyes were hazy, Ye Chen fell on the table, faintly, the sound of wisps of piano, sometimes soothing like a clear spring, sometimes like a waterfall splashing, melodious.

The sound of the piano seemed to come from the depths of his soul, and Ye Chen opened his hazy eyes. In a trance, he saw a slender and tall figure, a fairy who had fallen into the mortal dust, and he had green silk as soft as catkins. Hanging upside down at his waist, his eyes as bright as the moon glowed with a hint of sadness, the guqin was placed in front of him, under the gaze of the drinkers around him. The slender onion fingers gently plucked the silver strings, and the melodious and crisp sound of the piano was like fairy music, which fascinated the guests around.

"I think I've heard this sound a long time ago!" Ye Chen seemed to see a picture, it was a frozen and snowy world, with a lot of snow, and on the lonely peak, a shadow sat quietly and stroked the qin, only the snow fluttering in the sky was with her.

As if sensing Ye Chen's gaze, the girl who stroked the qin slowly raised her head and looked at Ye Chen from afar.

This is a pair of eyes that are more beautiful than the bright moon, Ye Chen praised sincerely, his eyes met, Ye Chen's eyes were at a loss again, who is she? Whether it is her piano sound or her gaze, I am so familiar.

And this blankness also appeared in the depths of the girl's eyes.

"Who is he? Why is his gaze so familiar to me, that familiarity carved into my bones!" the girl looked thoughtful, lowered her head, and quietly plucked the silver strings, but there was a little confusion in the sound of the piano.

Outside the window, the sound of the rain and the sound of the piano in the house are intertwined, making people feel like they are in a dreamland.

Until the last sound of the piano dissipates, the whole wine pavilion is audible.

In the building, the woman who stroked the piano did not know when she had left.

The blankness in his eyes was still there, but Ye Chen's figure was as if he had been struck by lightning, he was suddenly shocked, got up, pressed his hands in front of the window, and looked at the noisy street in the distance.

There was already darkness on the horizon, and the clouds were full of clouds, and from time to time silver serpents flashed by.

On the street, an oil-paper umbrella was opened, and the rain fell on it, splashing one after another.

In the surging crowd, the fluttering figure in white looked out of place.

Holding the guqin, she held an oil-paper umbrella in her right hand, but she didn't open it, so she chased the tide and gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

Ye Chen quietly watched the girl's departure, for some reason, he remembered a sentence, you walk in the rain, but you never use an umbrella, because you have your own sky, he never rains.

"This Nizi is pitiful, the good Sword Pavilion has been invaded by the Tiger Gang, and now she can only linger in the wine shop!"

"No, the proud daughter of the Li family has fallen to this point today!"

Turning around, Ye Chen turned to the whispering drinker behind him and asked, "Who is she?"

When these drinkers saw that it was Ye Chen, they all showed flattering expressions: "If you go back to Ye Chen's son, that Nizi is the eldest daughter of the Luoxia Li family, Li Shiyue!"

"Li Shiyue!" Ye Chen's lips moved slightly, his face was dazed, it was the first time he had heard this woman's name, but he had a strange feeling, this name, he had called thousands of times.

Walking out of the wine pavilion in a distraction, Ye Chen raised his eyes to look at the drizzle, held an umbrella in his right hand, and walked towards the Ye family.

Someone has said that many people break into your world, just to teach you a lesson, and quietly leave, for Ye Chen, whether it is Qianchuan Xue, Li Shiyue, or Mu Ye, these people broke into his world, just amazed his time.

At least after that day, he never heard from them again.

These people were like a dream in his dull time.

Since that day, Ye Chen seems to have changed as a person, silent, in the evening afternoon, he always holds the wine pot and stands under the Bodhi tree, staring at the green lotus that is present in all seasons.

And in Ye Muwan's eyes, Ye Chen was like stepping down from the altar on the ground, his name in the world was gone, his sword was no longer as sharp as before, at least, Ye Muwan had never seen Ye Chen hold a sword again.

For Ye Chen's self-willed depravity, Ye Muwan and the others were even more distressed, but no matter how they persuaded each other, Ye Chen had never cultivated again, in Ye Muwan's eyes, Ye Chen had done the most thing, which was to be in a daze at the Bodhi tree.

"In the world of martial arts, if you don't have the heart of a martial artist, stepping into martial arts will hurt him after all!"

"Chen'er, it's okay to be willing to be an ordinary person!" It wasn't until Ye Wen came forward that Ye Muwan and the others gave up dissuading Ye Chen, but every time they saw Ye Chen, they still looked like they hated iron but not steel.

The leader of Luoxia City, the proud son of the Ye family, gradually faded out of everyone's sight.

A few years later, in late autumn, the remnant sun was like blood, the afterglow quietly shrouded the courtyard, and a thin figure stood still in the evening breeze, even in the golden autumn and October, the linden tree was still bright green.

Holding the wine jug with one hand, Ye Chen looked at the Bodhi tree in a trance, the green lotus swayed in the wind, and the faint fragrance echoed in the courtyard, and at this moment, a terrible scream sounded around the Ye family, a martial artist whose whole body was shrouded in black robes, holding a sharp blade, frantically harvesting the lives of the children of the Ye family, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Obviously, the Ye family was in danger of being wiped out, and even at this moment, Ye Chen stood motionless under the Bodhi tree, and he didn't raise his head until Ye Muwan ran over covered in blood.

"The family has been attacked by inexplicable strength, and you evacuate Luoxia City with the Pluto Guard!" The delicate face could not hide the miserable whiteness, Ye Muwan looked at Ye Chen who had no breath fluctuations with tenderness, maybe what his father said, not stepping into the martial arts, for him, is also a kind of happiness. Who knows, Ye Chen turned around, gently grabbed Ye Muwan's hand, and in Ye Muwan's stunned expression, pulled Ye Muwan out of the courtyard and walked towards the ruins of the sword qi...... (To be continued......)