In the spring breeze of the royal street, Sun Ji noodle stall.

"Yo, you're back, I think I'm going to stay and wash the dishes to pay off the debt."

Ying Ruoli, who hadn't come out since she entered the noodle stall, poked her head out of the bowl.

"Old Sun, you inform the neighbors, and the five hundred heads will be recorded on my head, and everyone will eat this hometown meal openly today."

Forget Qiu didn't care and took a bowl of noodles that Ying Ruoli had eaten half-eaten, and said to Boss Sun.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Boss Sun, who learned the news, saw that the people outside the royal street whose faces were no more than twelve or thirteen or fourteen years old cleaned up the queue, and hurriedly trotted all the way to greet the neighbors to prepare the ingredients.

"What's going on now?"

Although it was strange that Forget Qiu went home and disappeared like a fart, Bai Xiaoyue and Bai Qiuran, Ying Ruoli didn't ask much about the whereabouts of the three of them, but just looked curiously at the five hundred young and vigorous young men and girls in front of her.

"I'm going to travel abroad, so it's reasonable to bring some people."

Handing the bowl of noodles to Xie Chenyuan's hand, Wuqiu inadvertently noticed that there were more ring marks on Xie Chenyuan's ears, and just shook his head and smiled.

"I may not be very smart, but it's okay to fight, count me in."

Ying Ruoli took the chicken leg and took the initiative to say.

"I paid you to eat so much, naturally I want you to come over and help, tsk, you eat first, I'm ...... Maybe there's an old man, national teacher, you come with me first."

Forget Qiu took a sip of noodle soup, and was about to say some kind words to Xie Chenyuan and Ying Ruoli, but saw eight or nine black ants raised in the Jingle country not far away hesitating outside Sun Ji's noodle stall, and after realizing that something big had happened, he could only put down the dishes and chopsticks and say goodbye to the two of them.

"I'm going with you, okay?"

Xie Chenyuan, who felt that Forget Qiu had a hint of unfamiliarity with the "old man" in his mouth, suddenly took Forget Qiu's hand, thinking about the words that Aunt Shansheng taught him before leaving, and begged with a little blush.

『……』

Seeing this, Forget Qiu was a little puzzled, and always felt that Xie Chenyuan had changed and couldn't say where it had changed, which was very strange.

"Let's go, Deputy Sect Master, didn't you say that the old man, there will be nothing wrong with your future daughter-in-law."

Xu Ji, who was holding the Qingping sword, leaned against the table and said

"Don't talk or ask questions when you meet someone."

Thinking that it was the future daughter-in-law, Forget Qiu sighed, just one step ahead, talking as he walked.

"Is this a crying child with milk?"

After seeing that he could really follow, Xie Chenyuan, who had always respected the privacy of Forget Qiu in the past, was a little surprised.

"I don't feel that what I'm doing is unspeakable, the reason why I called the national teacher instead of you is because he is more suitable to participate at the moment, if you can grasp it, I will also call you."

Knowing that Xu Jidao is the transformed body of the Biyou Sage walking in the world, Forget Qiu said as a matter of course.

"I'm glad you can take me."

Finding that Forget Qiu intentionally or unintentionally took care of his feelings, Xie Chenyuan couldn't help but smile.

"Jing Yu, you follow me, follow me."

Walking to the inside and outside of the spring breeze in the royal street, he found a thirteen-year-old girl holding a bamboo slip in a queue counting the material accounts in the cold wind, and wanted to take the opportunity to test something Forget Qiu walked up to the girl and said.

"Your Highness wants me to record important things?"

When Jing Yu heard this, she couldn't help but put down the bamboo slips.

"You can try, it's okay if you fail, it's a shame to give up at such a once-in-a-lifetime moment, but there's always half a chance to try."

After taking out a yellow diary of unknown material from her cuff and handing it to Jing Yu, she patted her shoulder and motioned her to follow up.

Seeing this, Xie Chenyuan was just strange about who he wanted to see, and there was not much to eat in his heart about the inadvertent physical contact between Wuqiu and the little historian accompanying him, even if this little historian was the new highness who was selected from the grass by Queen Shansheng since he was a child.

Jing Yu's eyes had a hint of fanaticism, and he just took three steps forward and followed behind Xie Chenyuan.

The group of four walked for a quarter of an hour, and walked to a barren grassland, and under the covered bridge in the distance, thousands of black ant colonies gathered together.

Forget Qiu looked at the black ants who were so dazed that they could only circle in place, and they also felt helpless about the fact that the countless little soldiers below only recognized the breath.

"Should I say it's a reunion after a long absence, or is it a lifelong reunion, friend?"

Forget Qiu clasped his hands to his chest, just looked at the black robe under the covered bridge with a dusk butter paper umbrella and a green lantern for the night tour with the lights out, and laughed loudly.

The black-robed man stood under the covered bridge, and couldn't help but fall into a long test for the question of forgetting autumn.

"I'm just looking, looking at this life."

The black-robed man shook his head and smiled bitterly, his eyes inadvertently swept over Xie Chenyuan and Jing Yu on the side of Forget Qiu, looking at the two who were still immature in life, and slightly loosened the night tour green lantern that had long been extinguished in his palm, with a hint of remembrance in his eyes.

"I think it's going to hit a wall in the future, fellow Daoist, are you suffering?"

There was a drizzling rain in the dayless sky, and Forget Qiu stretched out his palm to take the raindrops, looked at the puddle in his palm, and sighed.

"Bitter? Maybe there were, I saw a lot, except for a few who would be moved, and the rest were numb."

The black-robed man sat on the ground, leaking out the only part of his body that leaked up and down, a pair of mud-stained soles.

"Dare to ask Dao Youzun's name?"

Looking at the Tianzun in front of him, who was full of loneliness, he asked for advice.

"The ultimate calamity will help the Suffering Heavenly Venerable."

The black-robed man covered his face with one hand, but anyone could hear it, and his words were self-deprecating to himself.

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time."

For this runner, he is not ashamed to forget the autumn, and he starts with a "long admiration".

"Which of you, can you have a face, Lao Tzu's path in the last tribulation has nothing to do with now!"

Xu is no longer a strong man in this world who is worthy of taking out his hands to fight, even those two unfathomable Fusheng Tianzun have to retreat in the face of themselves, and after a long time, there is still a little sad autumn The final catastrophe Tianzun is also for forgetting the autumn faceless and skinless smile.

"It's just a matter of approaching, and this kind of future and past meeting is often so strange that it catches the participants off guard."

Forget Qiu shook her head and just smiled.

"I'll just come back and see, when I was in the past, I really thought about worshipping the sect."

In the end, the Heavenly Venerable smiled under the covered bridge.

"Just thinking about it?"

Forget Qiu stretched out his hand and threw over an old rice wine produced by Jingle.

"The past is like smoke, and I can only think about it."

Glancing at Xie Chenyuan, the empty Ultimate Tribulation Suffering Tianzun beside him shook his head and smiled bitterly, but just raised his neck and drank.

"At least it's not about it now, he's already the deputy sect leader of the sect."

Xu Jidaoren, who felt that the Tianzun personality given to him by the sect master was crushed by the Heavenly Venerable in all directions, resisted the urge to swing his calves and spoke.

"The little pawn of the Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable?"

By chance, I saw a move played by a certain Fusheng Tianzun, and it was rare for Tianzun to find that things were a little interesting.

"Oh? There is also this unknown origin.'

Forget Qiu, who switched freely between "National Teacher" and "Dao Chief", had an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness, should I take my leave?"

Xu Jidao, who felt that he might not be able to keep his deity when he came, even if Qingping was in his hands, he didn't have a sense of security.

"No need, Little Daoist, there is no grudge between me and the two Fusheng Heavenly Venerables, and I can't embarrass you."

Suddenly, he felt that the world was boring, and after sitting for a while, Tianzun got up directly.

"This is leaving?"

Forget Qiu also plans to tell the Ultimate Tribulation Relief Tianzun something that he has and does not.

"See the people you should see, do the things you need to do, I've been to many places before I came, this is the last stop, I always say that I'm close to my hometown, and now it seems that it's just that, my wish has been fulfilled, my hometown is still that hometown, the month in front of me is still my hometown month, it's good, it's good, I've got to go back and finish what I have to do."

After experiencing a series of tragic past catastrophes, Tianzun's tone was more relieved, and he was completely alone, and he finally let go of the self who had been helpless in the past thousands of lifetimes of walking alone.

"Here, I will send off my fellow Daoists."

Knowing that this was the last face, Forget Qiu sighed and just bent down and gave his hand.

"The future is gone, never again."

Tianzun bowed back with a glance, and learned the number of gentleman's etiquette after many years of teaching, even after many years, he has never fallen behind.

In just an instant, the black robe in front of him turned into nothing, as if he had never been there.

Jing Yu, who was in charge of recording with the yellow bamboo board, was shocked to find that the bamboo board in front of him had turned into ashes, and the knife and pen for engraving were also rusted, and even the still clear brain was in unspeakable chaos, and the memory of the gray-robed man became obscure as if it had fallen into dust, and Xie Chenyuan on the side was also in the same situation, and only Xu Ji and Wuqiu were the two who were still normal.

"Who just passed? I remember there was a guy here just now."

Xie Chenyuan looked at Forget Qiu with a confused expression.

"One claims to be the Heavenly Venerable of the Ultimate Tribulation, in other words, the other me."

Holding three fingers in his hand, Forget Qiu, who was holding three fingers of immortal sword qi, picked up the oil-paper umbrella left by the Bitter Tianzun and the inexplicably rekindled night tour green lantern, shook his head and smiled.

"Deputy Sect Master, forgive me for doubting your ability before, but now when I see it, I have trespassed on the Taoist."

Xu Jidao wiped a handful of cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and his originally casual attitude instantly became a lot more respectful.

"This is a good bridge."

Forget Qiu glanced at Xu Ji Daoren, and then dug three feet into the ground on the spot where the Bitter Tianzun stood and moved them all.