Ye Gufeng was like a lonely leaf in the wind, staying quietly on the top of the hill, leaning against a craggy old locust tree, gently clasping his arms, closing his eyes and meditating, combing through his messy memory fragments.

A year ago, 367 days ago to be exact, Ye Gufeng received a notice and a small bag of gold coins by the way. In this regard, he was extremely excited at that time, thinking that this was an admission letter from the Dark Dragon Academy, and this bag of gold coins was not the financial aid provided by the Dark Dragon Academy to poor students!

However, after Ye Gucheng saw the military seal on the envelope, he knew that this was not an admission letter from the Dark Dragon Academy...... It's okay, maybe my father and mother have made a fortune, and they sent me money to go to the college for further study, it must be ......

However, when the envelope was opened, the blue-green letter inside made Ye Gufeng fall into an ice cave. He had seen this kind of letter before, and Wang Yi, who lived next door next door to him, also received this kind of letter last year, when his father died in battle!

Ye Gufeng didn't dare to look at it, when his father and mother came back half a year ago, they also said that they would be promoted soon, and then they would earn a lot of money, and go to replace the family's wooden house with a brick house, and then send their favorite little Gufeng to the top Dark Dragon Academy in the Northern Underworld Dynasty for further study......

"No, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible......" moved his heavy steps, and when he walked to the door, Ye Gufeng was already in tears. He didn't want anything now, a brick house, a dragon academy! All he wanted was a family lunch together in a cabin, and the warmth that shone through the window.

"Grandpa!" Ye Gufeng wiped away his tears and knocked on the door of a warehouse, his grandfather was inside, he was withdrawn, he didn't like to interact with people in the village, he always stayed in the house and didn't come out, it was always be, it was said that he was studying something important. It's just that Ye Gufeng has never seen any research results from the old man since he was a child, but he has spent a lot of gold coins.

After a while, the door of the warehouse finally opened, and all that came out of it was a strong smell of burning, and the last person who appeared was a gray-haired rickety old man, after noticing the letter paper in Ye Gufeng's hand, he didn't say anything, just walked out slowly, and then took the money bag in Ye Gufeng's hand, took out a few gold coins from it and handed them to Ye Gufeng, and then grabbed the money bag and returned to his black warehouse.

"Grandpa!" quietly watched the door of the warehouse be closed again, although the old man didn't say anything, Ye Gufeng saw that the old man's glasses were full of tears.

In the next 1 year, Ye Gufeng found that the old man was becoming more and more withdrawn, and his research became more and more crazy. It wasn't until the night before, after a thunderstorm, that the old man was finally able to get a good night's sleep.

The breeze swept across Ye Gufeng's face and blew the closed eyelids. Ye Gufeng raised his head and looked at the tombstone in front of him, feeling very uncomfortable, now he has no relatives. Slowly reaching out of his hand, Ye Gufeng raised the black iron block in his hand and aimed it at the blue sky. The round black metal has countless delicate lines outlined, and not only that, but there are also several valuable cyan gems inlaid on it, I really don't understand how the old man got these things.

But this black iron block Ye Gufeng has also heard of it, the dead father said before his death, there is a kind of metal block called the armor core, which is an extremely precious treasure, as long as you press it, you can put on a very awesome armor. But Ye Gufeng has pressed the iron in his hand for two whole days, and he has not seen any reaction from this thing.

"Maybe it was broken by lightning!" After a wry smile, Ye Gufeng put it away. The night before, the old man suddenly ran out of the warehouse, holding the object up to the sky and laughing, followed by a loud bang. Ye Gufeng immediately knew that the situation was not good, and after running out, he saw the old man lying on a piece of scorched earth, the electric strip on his body flashing, and all of them rushed towards the black iron in his hand. And the old man used his trembling dry hand to stretch out the black iron block to Ye Gufeng, and left a four-word last word: leave the village.

"Alas!" Grabbing the burden hanging on his shoulders, Ye Gufeng sighed at the tombstone: "Grandpa, Xiao Gufeng is very obedient, and he has just sold all the family's house and land." Now Xiao Gufeng is about to leave the village, and you will be the only one left in the future, you must learn to cook for yourself!"

Closing his palms and bowing to the tombstone, Ye Gufeng pursed his lips, then turned around and left: "Grandpa, little Gufeng is gone!"

"Lone Wind!" As soon as he walked down the hill, Ye Gufeng heard a crisp call, and then, behind the oak tree in front of him, a long-haired woman suddenly appeared, with a beautiful light blue ribbon on her head fluttering in the wind, and ran towards Ye Gufeng with small steps. When she saw the burden on Ye Gufeng's shoulders, the woman asked with a little sadness: "I heard that you sold all your family property, are you planning to leave?"

Looking at this slim girl in the breeze, Ye Gufeng smiled slightly, she was Lin Xiaoyu, Yu Ye Gufeng's childhood sweetheart, he vaguely remembered that when they were young, they often broke away from the army and played together alone, but now they ......

"Well, Xiaoyu, I'm leaving, but I will definitely come back, and I will definitely marry you at that time!" Ye Gufeng nodded at Lin Xiaoyu, but the second half of the sentence was always stuck in his throat and couldn't speak. Because he is now a homeless homeless man, who is qualified to say such a thing, even if Lin Xiaoyu doesn't mind, what about her parents?

"Oh!" Grabbing his fingers, Lin Xiaoyu lowered his head and looked at the toes of the pads, and after a long sigh of relief, he raised his head and looked at Ye Gufeng, and said softly: "Gufeng, will you come back?"

"This ......" Ye Gufeng looked back at the tombstone on the hill and nodded lightly: "I think I will!"

Rubbing her fingers in the palm of her hand, Lin Xiaoyu looked at Ye Gufeng, who was about to leave, for some reason, she had a lot of things to say in her heart, but she didn't know what to say, which was very contradictory. In the end, Lin Xiaoyu had no choice but to whisper: "Lonely wind, I'll send you!"

"Okay!" Tightening the burden on his shoulders, Ye Gufeng smiled gently at Lin Xiaoyu, took a step, and walked towards the entrance of the village.

The two of them walked side by side, without saying a word all the way, until they finished this long village road.

"Whew!" Chang breathed a sigh of relief, Ye Gufeng saw that it was almost over, so he dissuaded Lin Xiaoyu next to him: "Xiaoyu, now that you are some distance away from the entrance of the village, you don't have to send it anymore!"

"So fast!" Although he walked for a long time, Lin Xiaoyu always felt that it only took a breath. Looking at Ye Gufeng's slightly smiling face, Lin Xiaoyu nodded: "Well, you have to be careful!"

"I will, goodbye Xiaoyu!"

"Goodbye, Lone Wind!"

After walking for a while, Lone Wind seemed to have made up his mind, but when he turned around and saw the familiar shadow, his determination collapsed in an instant. He could only wave his hand at Lin Xiaoyu, until in the end, Gu Feng left without saying anything, leaving the village where he had stayed for 17 years.

Silently looking at the back of Gufeng leaving, Lin Xiaoyu's eyes gradually dimmed, she knew that she had a lot of words in her heart, and she also knew that Ye Gufeng also had a lot of words in her heart, but she didn't say it, Ye Gufeng didn't say it, she could only look at the distance between each other, getting farther and farther away, until she could no longer see the TA in her heart.