As soon as the Nine Ancestors died, all the crises disappeared, and it also meant the end of this battle to defend the mountain villa.

The scene was desolate.

The remnants of the Phantom Archers paused for a moment, watching all this silently, and did not leave.

In the barren ruins, corpses were everywhere, and suddenly became dead and silent.

The group of ember companions who followed Li Youzhu to escape died and disappeared at the beginning, and they did not have any ability to escape at all.

"Mother, father."

Ning Shark ran quickly, fell to his knees and sobbed.

Jiao Wuyu just smiled, glanced at Jiao Chiwan next to him, and sent him away, "You go and wait outside, what you helped me do, it can end here."

Jiao Chiwan stopped talking, and turned to leave with a sigh: "Grandmother, I will wait outside for three days."

To be honest, Jiao Chiwan has done his best.

Although they are called grandmothers, they are actually just ordinary clansmen.

Without a real blood relationship, he could have not come, but he still risked his life to take his grandmother's children.

He planned to wait outside for three days, and if the siblings didn't come, he would leave alone.

After all, people are dead, and those who are alive still live.

It is impossible to give up the path of the living in order to bring the "bones" of the dead home to the earth and just have some nostalgia.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Jiao Wuyu grabbed Ning Shark's hand and showed a bright smile.

She still didn't know what was going on in the villa, or who the bow and arrow phantom was, but it didn't matter anymore.

Limited time, but more needs to be left for more things to do.

Jiao Wuyu coughed up blood, Li Youzhu supported her, held her daughter's hand, and the husband and wife walked along the familiar street.

Back in the village, the New Year's market had just ended, and the old folks on the street were watching them.

"Yo, you're back."

"It's good to be back."

"It's a pity that it's already a New Year, and we almost spent the New Year together."

"yes, yes." Jiao Wuyu replied with a smile, and they crossed the street and came to the tailor shop of Erniu's house.

"Sister Erniu, I want to buy clothes for my mother." Ning Shark cried.

The three of them bought a new set of clothes, put on silver crowns, and national costumes, which made Jiao Wuyu's appearance much more vibrant, like a beauty in ancient costumes.

"I'll give you another bamboo basket." Brother Li, a craftsman next to him, walked over, and the husband and wife greeted them with a smile: "Lord of the village, your relationship is still as good."

"You two have a good relationship." Jiao Wuyu was very happy to see the familiar old man a hundred years ago.

The family of three walked out into the street, crossed the long street, and came into the alley, strolling in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the sunlight stretched the figures of the three of them very long.

Ning Zheng watched their backs fall into a long silence.

He turned away.

Without the past, I will not be an outsider.

And a group of phantom archers took advantage of the last time to survive, quietly drifting to the sky extremely high, and did not dare to disturb, quietly watching everything that turned into small dots, looking at the streets and houses below the mountain.

The eyes finally fell on the family of three.

The golden road in the sunlight slowly unfolded in front of the three of them, but it seemed to spread into the unknown mist, crossing the flames of war and the roar of the dragon in the village, and came to an end.

Squeak!

Come to the courtyard of the house a hundred years ago and push open the door.

A familiar pattern, a different set.

There are a few river demons tied in the corner, and the tank is full of spiritual rice, and the home is well organized by Su Yuniang.

"Come in and sit down, too."

Jiao Wuyu called out to Su Yuniang, who was hiding outside the door and peeking, and went to the kitchen to cook with a smile.

Ning Shark cried and ran to help, and Su Yuniang also held back her tears: "I'm here to help, I'm making a good dish."

Li Youzhu picked up the book and sat in the courtyard reading, as always.

At this moment, the smell of fireworks in the home is as good as it was back then.

"It's time to eat."

Set up the dishes and chopsticks, and serve the hot meal.

A family of three was eating in the yard, laughing and laughing, sandwiching each other's meals and chatting about the past.

In the past, the troubles in the family, the meeting of the husband and wife, the time when they took Ning Shark to go out to play together, the things they hated and liked, and the mother took Ning Shark to explore the dark river in all directions.

The sunset sun became dimmer and dimmer, Jiao Wuyu's voice became smaller and smaller, and as he ate, he revealed his true body, turning into a broken dragon and falling in the courtyard.

"Mother!" Ning Shark choked with red eyes.

Li Youzhu didn't say a word.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, he looked at the well in the courtyard in a trance, which was the beginning of everything.

It was as if I saw the lovely girl wagging her tail in the well, picking up the water from the bucket and splashing his book.

She hid at the mouth of the well and dug a small hole with a small shovel, in order to find a place to stay, her flesh and blood were blurred.

He was looking at the book, and she was singing in the well.

He was fishing, and she was going to bite the hook and climb up.

Fishing for river demons together, hiding in the cave under the well to avoid the pursuit of adults, and laughing proudly together.

He seemed to have seen the roar of the dragon in the ancestral temple and the bloodthirsty killing intent of the villagers in the night of the war, and in the billowing smoke, he grabbed the other party's hand and jumped into the well and kept swimming, swimming

"I was dead, his embers."

He looked at the sunset in the sky, and the dead silence between heaven and earth in his eyes suddenly became rotten, colorful, and incomparably beautiful.

His cloudy dead eyes were no longer blurred, but the future was clouded with a thick fog.

He thought to himself, "I have seven emotions and six desires, but I have no flesh and blood."

Rumble!!!

The vision of heaven and earth suddenly arises.

Countless clouds and mist lingered on the sky dome, converging on the top of the Sword Forging Villa, forming a huge black wave, like a big wave crashing on.

Wisps of dusk sunlight pierced through the black clouds, and golden rays shot down to the ground and landed on the courtyard of the house, gilding them with a golden halo.

"What's that??!?" In the distance, on the Sword Forge Villa, the blacksmiths walked out of the room, looking at the sky dome, looking at the village at the foot of the mountain, there was an irrepressible shock on their faces, and a huge and infinite heavenly power condensed, as if the greatest eternal miracle in the world would be condensed here.

In the streets, in the villages, in the shops, all the tricks shook their spirits violently, and they raised their heads one after another, as if they wanted to witness a rare wonder in the world.

Li Youzhu stood quietly in the courtyard of the house, and circles of amber-like gelatinous souls spread out around him, as if he was the only true god in this ancient mountain.

An angry low male voice came from the sky: "Bold!"

Crash.

Li Youzhu slowly stood up: "What if I'm bold?"

A flower bloomed overhead, dangerous and beautiful, and the black clouds of the sky quickly converged, pulling out a black flower,

"When the flowers bloom to see me, they know that I am not me."

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