Yes, how many years.

Like the countless teas that have been tasted, taste it carefully, and it is still the original taste. The taste of tea is strong, and it is the warm and elegant heat. The streets, round after round of crowds, only he stands still, how much like, like the ancient knife behind him that is reluctant to rot, the figure is gradually gone, the predecessors are old, dead, and gone...... Let him be immortal, heaven-given life, who is your soul? Why? You are so stubborn, why? The person you are waiting for, why?

Behind the bronze door, that person should have been out for a year. I don't dare to imagine his appearance, maybe he has lost his memory for a long time, he has forgotten his past, and the scars left in his heart have quietly faded, who is Wang Fatzi? Who is Panzi? and ...... Wu Xie.

Mo Yu stood on the top of Changbai Mountain, arrogant, with the eternal Ice Condensation Divine Sword at his waist, the wind blew the long hair that he had just kept and tried to curl, slightly cold, frosty. Watching one tourist after another who claimed to be rice going up the hill non-stop, but no one could see him because we were not in the same dimension.

He snorted contemptuously, like a Sisi warning before a viper attack, and sat cross-legged on the cold peak. The sword struck the rocks that had been vicissitudes for many years and made a sonorous sound, and what was in Mo Yu's mouth was mixed with the noisy human voices, and turned into nothing.

"Zhang Qiling, long time no see. ”

Behind the "cough cough cough ......" unconsciously stood a man, with a majestic body, carrying an ancient gold black knife, silently hiding his appearance under the navy blue coat, revealing a half-armed unicorn.

"Look below, all waiting for you. Mo Yu didn't have to look back to understand who the tall man standing behind him was.

The man was silent.

"Originally, I thought I was indifferent, Xu Tai couldn't stand me like this, but later I realized that I want money when I speak, and you are a stuffy oil bottle. ”

The man remained silent.

"Don't know me?"

"Hmm. "The man was about to go down the mountain.

"I know you, Zhang Qiling. Mo Yu stood up straight, and slapped his skirt with the high and dangerous peak of the mountain.

Zhang Qiling stopped in chaos: "You...... Do you know Wu Xie?"

"Yes, but I don't know where he is. ”

The two of them stood staring at each other, plus the tornado whistling from the top of Changbai Mountain, two people, two knives, one more indifferent than the other.

"Who are you?" the man slowly reached for the hilt of the knife behind his back.

"Mo Yu. Mo Yu saw the opportunity, but relaxed.

"Iron Triangle, Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie, tomb robbery notes. ”

Zhang Qiling was not nervous, put away the knife, and gradually approached Mo Yu: "You, not my dimension." ”

"Almost. ”

"How did I find here. ”

"Don't say it, don't say it. Mo Yu made a handprint in his left hand, looked up at the sky, and then said: "Zhang Qiling, look, look! How many people are waiting for you to go home...... Among them, there is also Wu Xie. ”

"They...... All my friends. What about you?" Zhang Qiling looked at the hustle and bustle of Changbai Mountain, but worried about Mo Yu.

"Come with the wind, go with the wind...... Hung Yu is just that. ”

Zhang Qiling didn't say a word, and went all the way down the mountain along the rock.

Mo Yu still stood in place, and said to Zhang Qiling's back: "Zhang Qiling, go to Hangzhou, there are relatives waiting for you! Zhang Qiling! Take my great rivers and mountains in China, every corner is your home!"

Looking at Zhang Qiling's increasingly blurred back, Mo Yu sighed to himself in his heart: You and I have the same fate and different luck, you guard Wu Xie, I protect Xu Tai, and you can forget everything, in this world, only I have suffered for hundreds of years.

As he spoke, he looked at the banners below welcoming Zhang Qiling home, all over the mountains, and Mo Yu disappeared, with a hint of remorse:

Someone waited for him to come home, leaving me alone, regretting it for the rest of his life......

"Who said that?" a familiar voice came behind him.

Mo Yu turned his head......