Chapter 155: The Lonely Boat

"Click. "The Convergence Alliance's life slip deposit suddenly made a cracking sound.

The middle-aged scribe sitting on the top of the high hall at one end moved his ears, but he didn't open his eyes, but just touched the space ring, sensed the alliance leader token, and sighed leisurely.

"Senior brother, why do you bother? ”

"Master, the fate of the alliance leader is shattered. The blue-clothed disciple who was guarding Jane walked from outside the hall, his head bowed, and his hands clenched into fists.

"I know, I won't pass it on yet. ”

"Yes. ”

In a slightly dilapidated log cabin by the Tianjiang River, Ximen Tian had a long dream, and all the dreams were full of memories of the past.

"Father-in-law, is there really no one in the world who can defeat you?" the young Simon sat panting halfway up the mountain, kicking his calves, looking at the majestic figure.

"Of course, the stepfather is the most powerful. "It's still the ordinary lewd uncle who speaks.

"When I grow up one day, I must defeat you. There was a hint of firmness in her milky voice.

"Hahaha......"

Father-in-law, I don't know what happened to you.

The child's eyes suddenly sparkled.

Either a moment later, or a long time later, the child grows up. He was framed, the border pass was sent and the whole army was wiped out, and when he came to the Huidao Alliance again on the way to the order, his father-in-law was already gray-haired.

"Oh my God, the world is big. ”

Yes, the world is big. There are eight desolate realms, there is the earth, and there is even the fairy realm. has experienced ups and downs along the way, but as he grows, Xiao Teng seems to be getting farther and farther away from him.

"Father-in-law, I'm tired, I want to stay by your side, I know that you only have more than ten years left to live, and I will always be with you in the next time. Ximen Tian looked at the gradually blurring scene, and felt quite uncomfortable.

"Ask the sky. Su Qin gently placed Ximen Tian on the couch, kissed his forehead, and put the jade slip on the small wooden table. Suddenly, the hand as white as mutton fat jade paused, and the beautiful eyes flowed, and only with a slight hesitation, he picked up the jade slip and gently pasted it on his forehead.

After a long time, Su Qin sighed, and there was a trace of emotion on her cold face, she had no father or mother since she was a child, and she worshiped under the immortal sect in the fairy world in her early years.

The hundreds of disciples under the Xuanxian Sect were obsessed with cultivation just by passing on the exercises, and they didn't care about his disciples anymore.

And this Xiao Alliance Master, who has no bloodline relationship with Wentian, is willing to devote his life to it, which is really rare.

Perhaps, time will erase all this. Su Qin turned his head to look at the sleeping Ximentian, covered him with a brocade coat, then pursed his lips, turned around, and disappeared into the cabin.

"The answers you need are here. In a dark thatched house, a woman's voice was heard.

"Thank you Miao Zun. The man, dressed in brocade and silk, was overjoyed when he saw this, and went away with great gratitude.

"No thanks, just a deal. Miao Zun's voice gradually faded away.

"Luo'er, take my clan's holy artifact, and let me see what has happened recently. ”

"Yes. ”

"Lord Xiao. Miao Zun played a few tricks in a row, and then sighed faintly.

"Tick, tick. "Drops of rain leaked through the gaps between the two planks on the small wooden roof, and they dripped on Ximentian's nose.

"Well, I don't drink any more water, I'm full. Ximen Tianxia muttered subconsciously and touched his nose.

"Huh?" he sat up suddenly, his battle instinct prompting him to kick the quilt off the covers and roll over several times in quick succession.

"Boom!" there was a loud noise from inside the cabin.

"I, I'm not dreaming. Ximen Tian covered his forehead with one hand, looked at the small wooden table that was missing a corner by himself, and immediately looked up.

"Tick, tick. "Drops of rainwater drip down on the wooden planks of the bed, making a crisp sound.

"Where is this?" Ximentian straightened his clothes, shook his somewhat drowsy head, and tried to think about his last conscious scene.

"Jean. Ximen Tian slapped his thigh and remembered the previous scene in Pisces Palace.

"How come I'm already in the middle of the Dao Xuan Dynasty?" Ximen Tian closed his eyes and watched, sat cross-legged, and turned his heart to the sky, guiding the aura of the four meridians and eight veins to run quickly for a small Zhou Tian, and suddenly the feeling of fullness spread all over the body, and there was no trace of dryness and disobedience in the process of operation.

Soon he opened his eyes, but there was a hint of confusion in his starry eyes.

"Click, click, click......" It seems that someone is knocking on the door.

"Father-in-law?" Ximen Tian opened the door of the cabin and poked his head out.

The continuous drizzle fell in the sky and fell on Ximentian's face, soothing and soothing, giving people a pleasant feeling.

As far as the eye can see, the lush green grass stretches to the riverside, and there is green as far as the eye can see. The once surging Tianjiang River has now softened in the rain, with tall and thin artemisia swaying by the river and a few ospreys soaring in the sky. The cabin is very small in this vast world.

"Tianjiang. Ximen Tian looked at this vast scenery, but he added a little sadness.

"Squeak. He slowly closed the door of the cabin and leaned against the panel, watching the rain fall and not knowing what was going on in his mind.

The simple and tidy room, the simple bed tent, the drawstring curtains made of green jade bamboo, the fine pear blossom wood table, and the exquisite purple clay pot.

"Jade Jane?" Ximen Tian suddenly found the jade slip that looked slightly abrupt on the pear blossom wooden table, and immediately stretched out his hand.

The jade slip flew up from the table and slowly fell into Ximentian's hands. I saw him hold his left hand and hold the jade slip tightly in his hand.

The cool jade and the warm forehead were leaning together, and a large amount of information was being transmitted rapidly. Xiao Teng's figure gradually appeared in Ximentian's mind.

Bite!

For a long time, with the sound of a crisp jade slip falling to the ground, Ximen Tian seemed to wake up suddenly, and subconsciously picked up the cyan jade slip, his face full of loneliness.

Father-in-law, after all, is dead, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how much he loves himself. Although he has always been reluctant to believe such a fact, when he woke up, he was not in Huidaomeng, and it was not him who was accompanied by him, he should understand that the side by side of the Taurus Palace was the last thing he and his father-in-law ever saw.

Above the Tianjiang River, a misty drizzle with gusts of mist spreads over the vast river. The river is turbulent, rushing to the east, and the heaven and earth seem to merge into one color.

From a distance, there is only a small black dot on the surface of the river. Looking closely, a flat boat, like a drifting fallen leaf, floats on the vast river.

The man in white lay on his back on the lonely boat, letting the cool rain slip into the boat, dripping on his face and soaking his clothes.

"Why!" suddenly there was a shout, with all the unwillingness, and the small boat as the center exploded like thunder, and then slowly dissipated on the surface of the river.

The lightning in the clouds shone brightly, illuminating half the sky.

"Boom!" a thunderclap rang out from the distant sky, echoing like a response to him.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.