Chapter 137: Reincarnation of Eternity (2)

The picture is warm, and even Tianqi, which is hidden in time and space, feels a sense of wonder that has never been felt before.

Tianqi didn't want to disturb this picture, and after being surprised, he chose to watch quietly.

"Brother Xiaojie, can I not come if you call me here?" Xiao Ye smiled playfully, as if the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains was in full bloom, innocent and innocent.

The young man's eyes wandered, his expression was a little panicked, and in the panic, he quietly stuffed the garland into the coarse cloth coat on his chest, and the girl didn't see it.

"Zhang Erniang from the West Village, let's go."

"Zhang Erniang came to find a son-in-law for her daughter, what are you hiding here?

"I have always regarded Zhang Juan as my sister", the boy picked up a broken tile and threw it at the surface of the river, the tile floated on the surface of the river many times, and finally almost floated to the other bank.

"I think so, too", the girl smiled at the corner of her mouth, revealing two small tiger teeth, and two shallow dimples on her face, which were beautiful and moving.

After smiling, he let go of the few thates he was holding in his hand and pouted, as if he was a little sad that he had killed the lives of a few grasses, and apologized.

The two sat silently, not speaking for a long time, there seemed to be a thousand words between the two, but there was no way to speak.

"Xiao Ye, I made a wreath and gave it to you", in the end, Xiao Jie said first.

The young Xiaojie took out the garland from his arms and put it on the top of the girl's head, adding some natural beauty to the girl's natural carving.

"Xiao Ye, it's so beautiful!" the boy blurted out involuntarily as he was a little demented.

"Really?" the girl was not ashamed or arrogant, her face was innocent, as if her beauty was only for the people in front of her to see.

"Xiao Ye, people say that the girl is not in the middle of the stay, the eighteen-year-old phoenix should leave the pavilion, will you leave my Niu family?" The young man did not answer Xiao Ye's words, but looked at Xiao Ye with his eyes.

"No", Xiao Ye said a little anxiously: "Xiao Ye is not going anywhere, where is Brother Xiao Jie, Xiao Ye is there, Xiao Ye will not leave Brother Xiao Jie, and Brother Xiao Jie can't leave Xiao Ye."

"Silly girl, how could I leave you? never", the young Xiaojie stretched out his finger and gently wiped it on Xiaoye's nose, smiling silly.

The two did not have solemn words, just ordinary heart-to-heart talk to each other, the two of them clasped their little hands, leaned on each other, and stared blankly at the small river, very peaceful.

Hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son! eternal life and eternity, eternal and unchanging.

Tianqi hidden in the air is a little stupid, how much the little night in front of him is like a lover, I don't know when there is a thin layer of white mist in the corners of Tianqi's eyes

In the following days, Xiaojie and Xiaoye were almost inseparable, sometimes the two carried a small bamboo building on their backs to dig medicinal herbs together, sometimes went to the river together to catch fish and play in the water, and when they were tired, they lay on the grass and watched the butterflies in the flowers fly around in pairs. During the day, they picked flowers and dug wild vegetables, and at night, they lay on a rattan chair and counted the stars in the sky, listening to the ancient legends told by their father.

There are no words of wind and snow, no immortal cause, no rich business, simple life, happy life, until a year later, the youngest son of the city lord came.

The youngest son of the city lord came with the dowry, and the dowry was left, and Xiaoye was taken away, and his father was also injured.

In the afternoon, Xiaojie came back from delivering medicine to people from neighboring villages, and after hearing the news, he went to the city alone.

Dad was afraid that something would happen, so he staggered to follow, but he was old and couldn't keep up with the pace of young people.

The city is very lively, it is rumored that the youngest son of the city lord is going to have a happy event today, some rich and powerful people are a little caught off guard when they hear the news, and they wonder why it is evening now, why the youngest son of the city lord suddenly said that he wants to marry a wife today, but they did not have a trace of sluggishness after hearing the news, and hurriedly ordered the people to prepare a large cart of gifts to send to the city lord's mansion, and soon the huge city lord's mansion was crowded with people, all with a smile on their faces, and the Taoist in their mouths kept congratulating, congratulating.

Just when everyone was rejoicing, there was a bang, and two guards were thrown into the city lord's mansion, and at the same time they fell to the ground, and a young man dressed like a savage rushed in, and the scene at this time was very discordant.

"Xiao Ye, I'm here, don't be afraid!" the young man yelled, and the entire City Lord's Mansion seemed to tremble, and everyone hurriedly retreated.

Xiao Ye heard Xiao Jie's call, broke free from the rope, her wrist was bloody, and without the slightest hesitation, she escaped and rushed into Xiao Jie's chest, in Xiao Jie's arms, she felt safe.

"Brother Xiaojie, you're finally here, I'm really scared."

"Don't be afraid, there is me", Xiaojie said firmly.

Xiao Ye glanced up at Xiao Jie, and saw the determined gaze on her handsome face, and her heart also settled down.

Xiaojie wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and he silently swore in his heart that he would never let his beloved girl leave him again in this life, and he would never let her be sad and cry again.

The city lord's fat face turned dark, and his youngest son was even more embarrassed and murderous.

"Little bastard, some guts, since you are here, then stay today."

The boy ignored his words at all, and just kept soothing Xiao Ye's hair and calming the horror in her heart.

"Wild bastard, this young master is talking to you!" Xiao Jie ignored the city lord's youngest son and was annoyed,

"I want to leave, can you stop me?" said the young man with a domineering face.

"Okay, since you want to die today, then I will fulfill you", the youngest son of the city lord was furious, pointed to his subordinates, and said: "You follow me and kill this dog mongrel, but be careful not to hurt the beauty."

The cold wind hit, and more than a dozen big men rushed towards Xiao Jie's young man, his face was full of contempt, in their opinion, a little stinky guy didn't need a dozen people to play at all, one was enough to break him into eight pieces.

However, unexpectedly, more than a dozen self-righteous people were lying on the ground in the blink of an eye, unable to move, Xiaojie did not cultivate his spirit, but he had extraordinary strength, more than a dozen big men, and it was not difficult to beat them all over the ground in a blink of an eye.

More than a dozen people couldn't beat a mountain village man, the city lord's youngest son's face became more and more embarrassed, he gritted his teeth fiercely, turned to the city lord and said: "Father, such a little bastard, dare to hurt the people of our city lord's mansion under your nose, it's really hateful, isn't the old man Feng in the mansion, why don't you invite him out, father."

"Hmph, Xiaowa, I saw that you were a good man, I thought that you were a son-in-law, but I didn't expect you to not agree, and you dared to hurt the people in my city lord's mansion, break into people's houses, injure the people, and be guilty of a capital crime, and I can't show favoritism as the city lord", the city lord had a gloomy face, and the reason was 'high-sounding'.

"Wind senior, I've worked hard", the city lord respectfully bowed to a VIP next to him.

The old VIP who was on crutches was skinny, and his two eyes were staring at the young Xiaojie like a poisonous snake, looking extremely vicious, and Xiaojie wanted to vomit when he looked at it.

"The old decay will move the meridians today, lest some people think that their skin is thicker and forget the different concepts between spiritual cultivators and ordinary people."

That old man Feng was a spiritual cultivator, Tianqi could see that his spiritual cultivation realm was only a true spirit first-order, the same as himself, but for the young Xiaojie, a true spirit first-order cultivator could crush him to death as long as he moved his fingers, and there was no suspense.

Many people next to him saw Old Man Feng make a move, and they all couldn't wait, and they really hoped to see how Xiaojie died as soon as possible.

"This little bastard also dares to shout in front of the city lord, now that the old man Feng has made a move, I really don't know if the old man will become meat sauce or meat patty after the old man Feng makes a move, I really look forward to it."

"Self-righteous dog mongrel, who has never seen the world, does not know the height of the sky, and deserves to die."

"Damn, he scared me a lot when he rushed in just now, the wind seniors must turn his kid into a meat patty, step on it into meat sauce, and take it out to feed the dogs"

The voice of anger, the voice of contempt, the voice of ridicule, the voice of the good show are everything, but there is no sympathetic voice, but Xiao Jie doesn't care, life and death are fate, the moment he stepped into the city lord's mansion today, he already knew that he had no hope of life, but he hoped that before he died, he would take Xiaoye out of the sea of misery and live a happy and comfortable life, but what made him sad and angry was that there were spiritual cultivators in the city lord's mansion today, and this wish might not be realized.

But even if it can't be realized, Xiaojie won't give up, knowing that he can't do it, it's because of love!

"Xiao Ye", Xiao Jie whispered in Xiao Ye's ear: "Wait a minute, you just run outside, don't look back, I'll drag them."

"Old man, you can let the horse come over", Xiaojie glanced at Xiao Ye affectionately, and then pushed Xiao Ye out of the door.

"Hurry up, don't look back!"

And he chose to block the door.

"Don't let that girl run away, if you dozen bastards let her run, I'll slaughter you all, don't chase after you quickly", the youngest son of the city lord scolded anxiously when he saw Xiao Ye being pushed out of the door by Xiao Jie.

The dozen or so prime-aged people were so frightened that they hurriedly rushed towards Xiao Jie, but they were all beaten back by Xiao Jie, at this time, Xiao Jie was like an unclimbable mountain in the eyes of more than a dozen ordinary men.

"Come on, old man", the old man stepped out, and more than a dozen big men climbed out of the way.

At that moment, Old Man Feng's skinny claws had already grabbed his heart at a speed beyond ordinary people, and the air was whirring, Xiao Ye didn't see it clearly, and saw Old Man Feng's claws like a sharp knife, stabbing into Xiao Jie's heart, and the blood dripped down, staining Xiao Jie's white cloth and plain clothes.

"Xiao Ye, let's go~!" Xiao Jie knew that he was no match for a spirit cultivator at all, and roared in his throat, tearing open the claws pierced into his heart, and resisted desperately.

Before dying, people's fighting spirit and hope can be maximized, even though Xiaojie's heart is broken, but his strong will keeps him from falling, and he has also withstood several attacks from Old Man Feng.

"The kid has a big life, he won't die like this, blood splashes on my body, it seems that the old man is too light", the old man took a step back, scolded angrily, and then stepped forward again, the fists and shadows were staggered, Xiaojie spit out the blood in a big gulp, and even these ruthless spectators couldn't bear to look at it, and raised his sleeves to cover it.

At this time, Xiao Ye's whole body was covered with blood, the corners of his clothes had already become crumbs, the blood was flowing through, the blood was covered, his vision was blurred, and his mind was no longer clear, but the corners of his mouth were still reading: Xiao Ye, go quickly!

It's a pity that Xiao Ye didn't leave, she stood there in a daze, seeing her beloved being punched left and right, beaten into a blur of flesh and blood, how could she go!

"No!" Xiao Ye's teary eyes blurred, his hoarse voice echoed in the air, the cry broke through the nine heavens, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, desperately running towards Xiao Jie, whose flesh and blood were blurred, wanting to walk side by side with the beloved whose bones were broken and his flesh had been eroded, helping each other, and relying on each other in life and death.

Even if he is strong on the verge of death, he can't withstand the cruelty of reality, just when Xiao Ye stretched out his hand to him and was about to support him, this man who had been standing finally fell to the ground with a bang, even if he fell, his face still did not flinch at all!

"No~!" Xiaojie died, Xiaoye cried, crying so sadly that even the city lord's youngest son didn't dare to take a breath.

"No, why? God is doing this to us, no, no, I don't want you to leave, Brother Xiaojie, you come back, come back!"

The morning glow of the blood-colored sunset was obliquely reflected in the city lord's mansion, and the blood on the ground was even more gorgeous and blood-red.

The corners of Xiao Ye's eyes were red, and drops of bright red tears flowed from her beautiful face, dripping on the earth, even though the sun had not yet set, but the sky was raining heavily, bright red rain, like drops of blood.

"Brother Xiaojie, didn't you promise me that you wouldn't leave me, but why did you leave Xiaoye now, how could you be willing to leave Xiaoye alone in this world?"

"Brother Xiaojie, Xiao Ye once promised you, eternal life, by your side, eternal and unchanging, since you are gone, what is the meaning of Xiao Ye's life? Brother Xiao Jie, you wait for me, Xiao Ye is here, I will follow you for the rest of my life, eternal and unchanging."

The north wind blew and blew, the bloody wipers fell, and the father, who was staggering on the road, knew that he had fallen, sighed, and said sadly: "Child, why bother"?

In the City Lord's Mansion, the two corpses hugged each other tightly, the man's flesh and blood were blurred, and the woman's sword pierced through her heart, but their expressions were very serene, without the slightest fear.

Daddy used a cart to pull back the bodies of the two and buried them together.

Within two days, the old woman died of excessive sadness, leaving only her father alone, cold and desolate!

As the sun set, a crazy old man carried a wine jug and slowly walked forward in the sunset, disappearing into the sky, and this history gradually blurred and dissipated with his steps.