For the next period of time.

Su Zimo is like a mortal, staying by Su Hong's side every day, chopping wood to make a fire, cooking and chatting.

Su Hong's last journey, Su Zimo will accompany him to the end.

Su Zimo talked about his own experience over the years.

From more than 20 years ago, that night, under this peach tree, I started to practice, speaking of Butterfly Moon, talking about Xiao Ning, talking about Ji Yaoxue, talking about Ethereal Peak......

Bit by bit, open your heart, without concealment, and tell the story.

Su Hong had never heard of these things, and he was very surprised.

When he hears the excitement, his mental state will also be much better.

Of course, as time went by, the weather turned colder, Su Hong's body deteriorated, and the time he spent awake was getting shorter and shorter.

The time of coma is getting longer and longer.

He also said to Su Zimo half-jokingly: "Maybe one day, I will fall asleep like this and never wake up." ”

Su Zimo was bitter in his heart, but he was silent.

When Su Hong was sober, Su Zimo was reluctant to leave.

He knows that if the two of them spend time together, if they get along, they will lose one point.

If you want to say something, say one sentence, one sentence less.

Only when Su Hong falls asleep will Su Zimo leave.

After leaving the mansion, Su Zimo would walk around Pingyang Town, uncertain in direction, occasionally pause, and muttered for a long time.

He walked extremely slowly, seemingly casually taking a walk.

But if a discerning cultivator passes by, he will definitely notice that Su Zimo's fingertips have always spread a trace of aura, like a carving knife, carving something on the ground.

On the ground behind him, mysterious traces will appear, as if the lines of something are there.

When the cold wind blows and the dust sweeps by, it will easily cover up these traces.

Sensing that Su Hong woke up, Su Zimo would return to the mansion and continue to chat with Su Hong.

He wouldn't leave again until Su Hong was asleep.

Day after day, every day.

Nothing seems to have changed.

It's just that Su Zimo can clearly feel that Su Hong's body is getting worse and worse, and his longevity has run out, and he has reached the point where he has run out of oil and dried up!

On this day, after Su Hong fell asleep again, Su Zimo left the mansion and took out ancient flags from the storage bag, a total of forty-nine.

The flagpole is made of wood, but there is not the slightest sign of decay.

I don't know what kind of animal skin is used to refine the flag, and there are mysterious lines carved on it, which are extremely complex, and at a casual glance, I feel dizzy, and it seems to be able to drag people's hearts into it!

Su Zimo stepped into the air.

Everywhere I went, I would carefully distinguish it for a long time before throwing down a wooden flag.

When the wooden flag falls, it will sink directly into the ground, flashing an eerie light, and then disappearing.

One, one.

By the time Su Zimo threw all the forty-nine wooden flags into the ground, he had already turned Pingyang Town in a big circle, looking tired and sweating on his forehead.

It seems to be just a simple throwing of flags, but it is extremely draining on his mind!

At this moment, Su Zimo's heart moved, and he immediately turned back and returned to the mansion.

At this time, Su Hong had already woken up.

Today, Su Hong's condition seems to be much better.

But Su Zimo felt a pain in his heart.

He knew very well that this was the state of returning to the light.

Su Hong smiled slightly and said, "Zimo, give me a pot of wine to warm up." ”

"Good. ”

Su Zimo came to Su Hong's side, lit a fire in the stove, and boiled the water.

In boiling water, a pot of wine is scalded.

Su Hong said: "Zimo, these days, listening to you say that the matter of cultivating immortals is really treacherous, magnificent, and fascinating. It's good that you want to establish the Tao, and everyone is like a dragon, but I can also hear that the matter of establishing the Tao is even more difficult than ascending to the sky. ”

"yes. ”

Su Zimo nodded.

If you want to set up a great avenue, which is different from immortals, Buddhas, and demons, so that all sentient beings without spiritual roots can practice, not to mention that Su Zimo is just a small golden pill, even the ancient emperor can't do it!

On this avenue, the future is bleak, and everything is unknown.

No one can help him.

From the moment he decided to stand on the road, Su Zimo was destined to be lonely!

Of course, most of the cattle and sheep are in herds, and only fierce beasts are alone!

Su Hong said loudly: "If you want to change your life for the common people in the world, what kind of courage is this!Zimo, no matter whether you succeed or not, the eldest brother will be proud!"

Immediately afterwards, Su Hong's eyes were a little lonely, and he sighed slightly, and said, "It's just a pity that the eldest brother can't witness that moment." Also, I'm not here, you and Xiao Ning should be fine. ”

"Big brother......" Su Zimo suddenly felt sour in his nose and choked up.

Su Hong waved his hand, pointed to the small stove next to him, and said, "Pour me a bowl of wine." ”

The flask is placed in the boiling water and begins to emit a faint aroma.

The wine is scalded.

Su Zimo suppressed the grief in his heart, poured out a bowl of spirits, and handed it to Su Hong.

Su Hong took it and looked at the fragrant wine in the bowl, stunned.

In a trance, in the clear water, it seems that a freshly dressed and angry horse, a high-spirited young man, carrying a gun to fight, commanding the Xuanjia Iron Horse, crisscrossing the battlefield!

Scene by scene, just across the water.

For a long time, for a long time.

A crystal snowflake, falling in the wine, quietly bloomed, breaking the mirror-like water surface.

It's snowing.

The first snow of early winter.

Late autumn has passed, and early winter is coming, which seems to indicate something.

The scene just now has disappeared.

On the surface of the water in the bowl, only an old face remains.

Su Hong smiled, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all!

Drinking this strong liquor is like drinking it all your life!

"This wine is so good!"

Su Hong laughed out loud and passed away.

Su Zimo pounced, knelt on the ground, looked at the old man in front of him, couldn't bear it anymore, and tears welled up.

This day has finally come.

Even though he had been prepared, when Su Hong really left, Su Zimo still felt a piercing pain in his heart, and grief came from it.

The deeper you sink into the edge of the dust, the more difficult it is to cut off the edge.

The deeper you sink, the more painful this knife will be!

It's getting dark.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Su Zimo knelt in front of Su Hong, motionless, looking dazed.

Although he is a cultivator.

Although he is an eternal demon.

Although he is the second person to build the foundation of the Extreme Realm throughout the ages.

But he still can't save his loved ones!

The snow was falling.

The weather is getting colder.

And in Su Zimo's heart, it seems that a flame is burning, and there is nowhere to pour!

I don't know how long it took, and in the south of the Blue Wolf Mountain Range, there was a faint sound of people neighing and horses, and as time passed, it became clearer and clearer.

Iron hooves rumble, getting closer!

Others may not notice it, but Su Zimo can hear it clearly!

Whoosh!

In the midst of this hustle and bustle, there was also the sound of the spirit boat speeding through the air.

In the distance, it's dusty!

Su Zimo's expression was cold, he stood up, his eyes burst out with monstrous killing intent, and the whole person rose into the air and galloped towards the Blue Wolf Mountain Range!

(End of chapter)