In the evening, under the bleak light, Yi Whale was educated and escorted back to the village by a group of elders, and he was left to have thousands of history books, all of which were speechless!

And after this brocade-clothed scholar, a child is jumping forward, holding Yi Whale's candy in his hand and eating Yi Whale's small biscuits in his mouth, while the brocade-clothed young man is bullying frost and snow in the cold wind, righteous and resolute, and the pace of wandering is autumn and desolate.

But the fuss taught him something.

When the young man arrived, he was called Xuan Chan.

And his own family, surnamed Meng.

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At night, the village is lively, every year there are people here, most of them come in two batches, one is the messenger who selects the disciples for the gate of the great sect, the other is the hermit, trying to settle here; for the reason why these people come here, the old people in the village are also well aware, but they will still prepare in advance, and receive them ceremoniously, one is that the five hundred families at the foot of the mountain are not perfect, and they have been vacant for many years, only at this time those perennial dimmed houses will light up candles one by one, and the second is that these children will eventually grow up, and the outside world also needs these big forces to take care of them。

This is also strange, Tiannan Village as a secluded holy place, not no one wants to come, but there are very few people who really live, and the people in the village never mention the things of the village, and it is difficult for outsiders to know, the real opportunity to live here is the gap in the village every year, and the second is because of the residence in the village, it is difficult to go out again, a monstrous cultivation, but the ability to protect the children and grandchildren is not strong.

At night, candles are placed around the gap in the village, and the arrangement structure of the houses at the foot of the mountain becomes a little clearer at this time, it is a set of circles: one ring inside is inhabited by the village elders, the outer ring is for banquet guests, and the third ring is inhabited by the villagers; from the sky, all these arrangements have an indescribable taste, it is one thing to see, but I can't understand anything, the appearance of innocence is plain and foggy.

Unlike other "guests", Xuan Chan lives in the village chief's house, which shows the situation of this doll in the village.

In addition to the village chief's house, there are eight rooms in the innermost ring, one of which is an ancestral hall, one is a meeting room, and a towering pavilion, and the other five rooms are used for the elders to live in.

But the elder seats have always been four, so ......

Before Yi Whale could think about it, he knew the answer.

Looking at the cold woman in a purple light dress and a black silk mask, his attention began to slowly focus, converging on the allure girl in white cloth beside her.

The eldest princess of Beichen Wuji is also the main purpose of "rouge eyes" and "red lips" to come here.

Of course, with this presence, their "secondary target" is the beautiful child in front of them, and they will inevitably be included in them.

Although the young man in brocade had never seen this legendary highness, he knew the terrifying power of this young girl.

He knows better than anyone else.

If it hadn't been repeated, everything would have gone as they expected.

But he came from outside the fate.

On this trip, he didn't plan to go alone!

The spring willows draw branches, the small attic is tense, the plain-clothed woman is isolated, and a green umbrella is not far away, reaping the glory of heaven and earth!

The night fell quietly between the silent games, and the child in the big flower robe did not notice the dark waves on his side, and at this time he was lying on the window counting the stars in the sky, his little face full of grievances.

Because......

The sugar he had so hard to get was snatched away! One by one, it was snatched out of his pocket!

Looking at the other party's action of taking candy, Xuan Chan began to worry again, and the girl in front of him frowned every time he took away a candy, and in the end, the tears fell straight without saying a word, and the girl in front of him laughed extraordinarily "bullying", the white and tender little hands touched back and forth on his head, and his mouth was full of "for your good", "eating cavities" and the like.

He was not convinced.

Why did we grow up together, I can't eat it, you can eat it!

Looking at the cloth girl's way of peeling off the sugar coating, Xuan Chan's body stiffened, trembling with anger, and when he heard the voice, he fell to the ground in a huff, covering his chest with his hands, and hummed and didn't know what he was saying.

You're a head taller than me, what's the big deal!

The flower robe was a little aggrieved, and the grandmother thought about how to grow up, taller than the other party, and then touched her head with her hand.

I'm going to touch it back and forth!

Thinking about the girl doll who was much shorter than herself when she was a child, the child laughed, laughing so much that the snot bubbles were about to burst, and he kept touching it in mid-air with his hand, and the presumptuous smile made the snot mush, and then the child quickly got up and washed his face, and quickly continued to laugh after washing.

This time he was smiling.

Looking at the big flower robe, the child in the cloth cloth girl who laughed uncontrollably under the silver frost leaned on the door and smiled, the sugar in her mouth was moderately sweet, not sticky or greasy.

Thinking that she melted the fructose in her hand into the world one by one, the green silk hung down to half of her waist, the blue and white Ma Hai stepped on the wooden threshold, the moving face had not yet opened but was already amazing, the clear pupils hid a little cunning, smart light, but the temperament was restrained and elegant, noble, a miserable white cloth on her body but did not bring the slightest rustic atmosphere, innocent and white as out of the water hibiscus, extraordinary at a glance.

The night was cold, and the torches scattered in the village began to gather slowly, and the cloth-clothed girl left without knowing when, leaving the flower-robed boy watching the moon at the gate of the fence.

There is still a month to go.

He had a clear heart.

Although he has a slight blood relationship with Nantian Realm, it has been a long time since the generation was separated, and this mountain has only inherited him for ten years.

Ten years later. Life or death.

I took out the last small biscuit in my pocket, put it in front of my front teeth and took a bite, and the crispy and salty taste was a little more bitter at this time.

Bitter, put bitter ginseng, astringent, put wild rose.

At first glance, it's not a normal little cookie.

Xuan Chan tasted it for a while, and his little face was wrinkled with bitterness.

This biscuit has a bitter taste, but because of their mood, has not tasted, this night is quiet, these two flavors will be surging up, for a time lost the idea of admiring the moon, down the mud bricks on the feet, even drink three sips of the spring before slowly fading away a little uncomfortable feeling.

Sure enough, not a good person!

The little doll in the robe frowned, and waved her small fist a few times, and the young man in brocade not far away sneezed, trembling all over, and had the illusion of being targeted by an unclean evil spirit, and just wanted to explore but was stopped by the old man on his side by patting his arm three times. Looking at the calm and relaxed elder Yi Jing beside him, he was puzzled, frowned and didn't say a word.

"I haven't seen you. ”

The old man spoke softly, but this simple sentence set off a storm in the heart of the brocade-clothed young man. His expression was slightly vigilant, and he turned half of his body to stare at the cloudy but deep eyes of the elder in front of him.

Those eyes have not only gone through vicissitudes......

He had clearly seen the disillusionment of heaven and earth!

Looking at the confused appearance of the young man beside him, the elder held the wooden staff in his hand, looked into the distance, and the breeze blew on his side for a long time, carrying the solemn voice of the other party, "I haven't seen you either." ”

"We don't need to resort to that bead. A lot of people don't need it. We're back. The hole is broken, and those who have the ability or want to come back, they will come back in every possible way. But they all think that this kid can't come back, and if you take him away from his original trajectory, he will die. The old man's voice was so soft, but it was so heavy in Yi Jing's ears.

"He can't come back. The young man in brocade said solemnly, "But there are too many people coming back, his trajectory will definitely deviate, and he will definitely be hunted down and killed by the whole world." We can protect him. No matter how bad it is...... I can protect him. ”

glanced at the miserable green young man standing proudly in the wind and snow beside him, and the old man was noncommittal.

He would not have known the weight of the word "we" at the beginning. But now he clearly understands that that kind of powerless weight, even if he holds the Creation Destiny Chart in his hand, and everything in his palm is sunk and disillusioned, it is unstoppable.

Because it was not only the Nine Directions Pavilion standing opposite, not only the Blue Tiger, but also the powerful Emperor who made him unable to see his body.

He couldn't see it.

Even if he comes back.

The more I looked, the more I couldn't understand it, and the more I looked at it, the more foggy it became.

After living for another hundred years, this time, I finally understood it, but I was blind.

The elder didn't sigh, and now he had nothing to cling to except the helplessness in his deep heart.

"There you go. ”

The old man closed his eyes. It's not that he compromised, it's not that he changed his mind, but he knows that the other party wants to do it, so he will definitely do it, and he can't stop it.

After saying this, the young man in brocade turned around and left.

He understood, and he was aware of the leaking crisis.

And this is the limit of what he can do.

Exorcism ......

Perhaps, he is not qualified enough, but he still has some capital to name the direction of the wolves.

But since then......

It won't help anymore.

The old man closes his eyes,

This is the last long sigh in this life.

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The moonlight is slightly cool, the heroes sit up, a hundred years of savings, and the undercurrent is surging.

The black-clothed boy on the distant mountain opened his eyes, he felt their return, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

The chess masters of the eight directions have all been born, the chess masters want to be unified, the chess pieces want to take their place, and those who can't see the chessboard have opened their eyes one by one!

This game of chess!

No one can control it!

Once the dragon and snake change, cross the river!

The wind and frost are blowing, and there is a young man in the distance who wears the stars and the moon and walks alone for thousands of miles.

And this young man, he, carries a sword!

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"Let him have thousands of history books, all of them are unspeakable", born as a human being, regardless of others, must be kind. Mouthful.