Wufang City, the main hall of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect is not as towering as the Heavenly Machine Mansion, nor is it like the Heavenly Dao Sect, which occupies the ten-peak mountain range behind the mountains and rivers in the Wufang City. In the southeast corner of Wufang City, a huge stone building is incompatible with the style of Wufang City.

All the buildings of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect are tall and thin, with sharp tips, as if they were ancient rituals, with mysterious, euphemistic, and sublime emotions. The huge stone bars are stacked on top of each other, and people can't help but feel how these buildings were built back then, and what kind of magic it was.

Hundreds of houses are scattered, if not clean, like slums on the other side of Wufang City. In the depths of the ancestral desolate god cult's residence, a huge ginkgo tree swayed in the cold wind of early winter, and the sound of brushing and pulling was slightly monotonous and lonely.

Under the ginkgo tree, a small wooden house, it seems that this small wooden house is the only wooden building in the entire ancestral desolate god cult complex. In the deepest part, it seemed so weak that a gust of wind could blow the wooden house down. It's old, old, and out of place with the surrounding buildings.

Aya Ueto sat cross-legged in the small cabin, on the only small wooden bed in the room. The small wooden bed is black and pitch-colored, and I don't know what kind of wood it is made of. Aya Ueto's fingers brushed the edge of the wooden bed, as if she was missing something. The corners of his mouth are smiling, and the silver threads are slightly messy.

A black dress appeared in the cabin, as if a ghost had "floated" in.

"Why are you so lonely here? Hu Wu frowned, looked around, and found that there was not even a chair.

"Why do you look so strong with this old bone?" Ueto Aya did not reply to Hu Wu's words. Instead, he held his cheeks and smiled in his eyes. It seems to have returned to the past, when I was wandering in the Warcraft Mountain Range. Ueto Aya at that time. Like a freshly blooming flower, the petals are delicate, with a little bit of dew, exuding a faint floral fragrance. And now, Shaohua is old, and all that is left is the old grandmother of the Ancestral Desolate God Sect.

Hu Wu smiled innocently, and when he saw Kamito Aya asking himself like this, he was a little at a loss.

"No wonder you said back then, you can live a long time. But I can't be with you for the rest of your life. Aya Ueto said this, and there was no complaint in his tone. The grievances of those young years have long been crushed by the years, and they have become the dust of love and love and have been left in this red world.

"At that time, I ......" Hu Wu stumbled when he spoke, not at all like the familiar Hu Wu, extremely cold, not like a person, but like a ghost.

"You are a selfish ghost, only thinking about whether I can accompany you for a lifetime, but you don't think about accompanying me for a lifetime. Ueto said with a smile. "You said that you came to the Soul Lan Continent and had a big thing to do, isn't it the young man named Buli?"

"Yes. Hu Wu remembered the maple leaves fluttering in the sky when they were separated, and he was also a little stupid. For the question of the Uetoga. Hu Wu admitted directly without a trace of hesitation.

"I really don't understand the world of you men, who can make you pay such a big price? In the past, you always said that men's business. Women don't understand, is that really the case?" Ueto's eyes flashed with curiosity. Even if you are dying. In the dead of night, alone with the person who haunts you. Talking,Chatting,Ueto Aya seems to have become naughty and cute again.,Curious.。

"It's the patriarch of our people. Hu Wu groaned and told him bluntly. "Many years ago, our race was wiped out, and our descendants were scattered across countless planes. The patriarch was taken captive, but we all know that he is not an old man, and even if there is only a trace of soul left, he is still struggling to survive. It's fate, fate has chosen me this time, and it's up to me to guard the hope of our race. ”

Hu Wu took off his black hood and looked at Ueto's face in the dim candlelight, his eyes full of reluctance.

"At that time, I got the news that the patriarch was going to be reincarnated in the Soul Lan Continent. Because it's not exact, it's just a very vague and vague reminder, I'm afraid that it will be too late and miss a big event, so I came to the Soul Lan Continent decades early. Unexpectedly, I met you when I was young. It can be regarded as a kind of attachment from God to me in the dark. Sometimes I wonder if this is the patriarch's praise for me. Hu Wu said, a little stupid.

In front of him, Aya Kamito is already old, but in Hu Wu's eyes, Aya Kamito seems to be still that young and lively little girl, full of youthful vitality, no matter how you look at it, you can't get enough of it.

"How many people are there in your clan?" It was also the first time that Kamito Aya had heard Hu Wu talk about these old secrets, and Hu Wu refused to say a word back then.

"I don't know what to do, it's very scattered. The patriarch refused to return like this, so he naturally held back his bad breath. Our Tianlan clan will be avenged, and the annihilation of the clan will not be shared with the sky. Hu Wu said lightly, what should have been a paragraph with a bloody taste, and said it in an indifferent tone, which was not ruthless.

"I don't understand you men. Ueto Aya gently brushed up the white hair on his sideburns, his eyes did not leave Hu Wu, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see enough.

"But I know that if you have something, you can do it, and you can't delay it because of me. I'm content to be with you for a while. ”

"I'm also content. ”

"For so many years, you've been taking care of the Shadow Gate, and those death thorns of yours seem to be all the remnants of the West Mountain, and they were all secretly arranged by you?"

"Hmm. I gathered the remnants of the West Mountain who were sold to various parts of the Soul Lan Continent and taught them some soul arts. Hatred is indeed a very powerful force, these Xishan remnants are very determined, and the purpose of their life is to kill more people from the Soul Lan Continent. Hu Wu said.

"How many do you have?" Ueto Aya asked casually, such a major matter, it was as simple as asking Hu Wu who had returned from hunting in the Warcraft Mountain Range, and even with a trace of warmth?

"There aren't many, if there are more, how can I be willing to fight those messy 'three wars'. Hu Wu replied honestly.

"I guess so. Ueto said with a smile: "Your temperament has always been a stick to beat the water dogs, and you don't know how to be forgiving and forgiving." I guess I'm getting older, and nothing will change. ”

As he spoke, Ueto's smile suddenly dimmed, he was silent for a moment, sighed softly, and said, "It's me who is old, not you." ”

"How can you be old?" Hu Wu looked at Ueto Aya gently, as gentle as when the two of them sat on a branch and watched the sunset and stars together. Some feelings do not change because of the changes of the years, and some people do not change because of the changes in the vicissitudes of life.

"There are a lot of children, and the grandchildren are so old, how can they not be old. In the faint words, with infinite sadness, I don't need to listen, I already miss my heart.

"No matter who you are, you're always my girl. ”

Hu Wu looked at Aya Kamito gently, and after a long time, he whispered. Extremely ashamed, like the young man in his first love, embarrassed to say "love", but expressed it like this.

Aya Ueto seemed to be stupid, and her fingers gently stroked the edge of the wooden bed. Over the years, I don't know how many times I have touched the road, and although the edge of the wooden bed is still a black color, it has already shone.

There are some words, needless to say, that person understands. There are some things that remain in my heart and will not change no matter how many years, and occasionally take them out to look at them, and they are still as brilliant as those seasons.

"You dead ghost. Ueto Aya smiled, waving his hand in the air, as if to dispel the gentleness just now, "After so many years, how did you become able to speak?

"How dare you. Hu Wu frowned and said, "For so many years, I first took care of the Shadow Gate, and I have been living in the White Spirit Clan in Xishan for more than ten years. It wasn't until Buli appeared that I was sure that the revelation I had received back then was true. So it's been one step at a time. ”

"Patriarch, how is his old man?" Ueto Aya was like Hu Wu's wife, and even the title inadvertently became as if he had lived with Hu Wu for decades.

"Not so good. The injuries were very serious, and it felt like he was injured by a god during the god war. Hu Wu sighed and shook his head, worried.

"Divine War ......" Ueto Aya muttered, in such a small world as the Soul Lan Continent, Divine War is indeed a very distant term, and almost no one mentions it.

"Maybe not, but I guess the people who can hurt the patriarch and his old man like that won't be ordinary people, except for demigods and true gods. It's really good luck to leave this kid, to be able to accompany the patriarch and his old man through the years, and recuperate with peace of mind. Hu Wu is also very envious of Bu Li, looking at this, if the powerful existence in the white mist is taken away now, if Hu Wu's skin is used, Hu Wu will also agree immediately.

"That kind of injury, we can't imagine it. Forget it, I can't understand it, the eighteenth will be handed over to you, this kid I am going to wait for me to leave and let him take over the Ancestral Asogod Sect. The talent is okay, after so many years, I have made him quite strong at any cost. But this kid is just born honest, what a headache. "Ueto Saido.

"It's good to be honest. Hu Wu said "honestly".

"What a fart, when I die and become a bone scum, the Ancestral Desolate God Sect can't let you cheat and even have a coffin book?"

Kamito Cai didn't pick it up like he did back then, but gently touched Hu Wu's ear with his right thumb and index finger, and said leisurely: "I'm thinking about letting Lao Eighteen stay with you for a while, so that you can understand the black and white and true and false in the world, as for the temper, let him go." ”

"It hurts. ”

"I haven't worked hard yet. ”

"It hurts here. Hu Wu pointed to his heart, it was just an unintentional action, and after making it, the two people in the wooden house suddenly fell silent. They looked at each other and were silent.

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Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket (to be continued......)