Ye Feng, Hua Yujian, Xue Han and Su Yue stood side by side on this vast grassland, sad and longing.

Their backs are so out of place with the scene at this time, like people from two worlds.

Hua Yujian sighed: "I didn't expect that a few of us turned out to be world friends, fate is really a very interesting thing." ”

Ye Feng looked up at the blue sky, his eyes were full of tiredness, and said leisurely: "Our parents are heroes, but I am not uncommon with those false names. They can sacrifice for the sake of the world, but what about us? Because the people of the world are going to abandon us? It's ridiculous, is this the so-called righteous annihilation of relatives?"

Xue Han shook his head and said, "Your ideas are too extreme, our parents are bitter. We should respect them even more. ”

Su Yue pouted, with a sullen look, walked up to Ye Feng's side, and snorted softly: "I agree with Brother Ye's statement, our parents didn't take us to heart at all. They left us alone for more than ten years!"

"They have left us alone for more than ten years, but they have been silent forever! We are not children anymore, we should be sensible. Xue Han's emotions were so excited, and he suddenly roared loudly.

Hua Yujian looked at Xue Han and sighed, "I can see that your parents loved you very much at the beginning." ”

Xue Han lowered her head and secretly choked.

Su Yue gently helped Xue Han wipe the tears on her face, and said softly, "Sister Xue Han, don't be sad. It's not good to be a good month, and we shouldn't mention our parents. ”

Ye Feng was even more sad at this time, the scene of his parents' reunion that he had missed for more than ten years had come to naught at this time. The parents will never come back, and the once warm scene of the family together will never come back.

Four young people stood together, their figures still so lonely.

How did their parents die on the battlefield, and what stories did they go through?

Time goes back to ten years ago, that nameless little village. A few young people, and a beautiful picture...

In the 121st year of the Warring States period in Kyushu, although the war in Kyushu was chaotic, there were still some remote places that escaped the spread of war.

This year, the story of the 'Kyushu League' unfolds in a small nameless village...

The world is vast, and the war has been raging for many years. There is a group of people who strive for peace in the world to form an alliance called the Kyushu League.

The establishment of the Kyushu League has caused a lot of sensation in the world, and in the eyes of the royal families of the four countries of Kyushu, they all regard the Kyushu League as a thorn in their side, and they are eager to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. In the eyes of ordinary people, the Kyushu League has become their savior. There are even some people in the rivers and lakes who enthusiastically joined the Kyushu League.

The vast rivers and lakes are surging. Climb high and look far away, unbearable loneliness.

As the so-called high place is unbearable, an old man in white stood on the top of the mountain, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and the rivers and mountains came into view.

The country is picturesque and full of poetry.

Time is like water, and you can't escape the changes of the passing years.

Here and here, I vaguely remember the good memories of the past.

The old man in white gently stroked his long beard, and his thick white hair fluttered in the breeze, which was quite fairy.

"Five hundred years, now things are not people. In vain, I have cultivated all my self, but I will be lonely for a long time. Former friends, have you been reincarnated?"

The old immortal sighed to himself, and at this time, there was a person walking slowly towards here at the foot of the mountain.

Gu Zihan is an ordinary scholar, and today he walked towards this mountain for some reason, as if something was calling him.

Although he is a scholar, he is definitely not a nerd. The head is shrewd, and he is very adaptable to problems.

But today he himself always felt as if his head was dull, and he felt like he was half asleep.

He came to the mountain in a hurry, and vaguely saw a figure. The figure was hazy like water, and its figure was as slender as a willow. Dancing slowly in front of his eyes.

The figure seemed to have discovered Gu Zihan, and looked back at him, as if he had said a few words. But Gu Zihan couldn't hear what she was saying.

Gu Zihan slowly walked towards the figure, the hazy figure seemed to be very surprised, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

Gu Zihan rubbed his eyes. I thought I was dazzled.

He was in a trance, but the mysterious old immortal suddenly appeared in front of him.

Gu Zihan rubbed his eyes again, and only after confirming that the old immortal was a real existence did he grow up and shouted, so frightened that he turned around and ran. He thought he had met a ghost in broad daylight.

The old immortal smiled and appeared cleverly in front of Gu Zihan. Gu Zihan was also discouraged, he found that no matter where he ran, he couldn't escape from the palm of the old immortal.

The old immortal stood opposite Gu Zihan. Smiled: "You don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you." ”

"Who are you, why do you look like me!" Gu Zihan looked at the old immortal's face carefully, and found that he looked exactly like himself, except that he was younger than him.

The old immortal sighed, "Because I am your previous life." ”

"My past life?" Gu Zihan was shocked.

"Yes, I am your past life. I have worked hard to cultivate. Just for immortality. Now I have found that immortality is just a lonely life, and it is better to be a mortal. So I found you, my next life!" every word the old immortal said was so helpless, such vicissitudes.

Gu Zihan was surprised: "The last thing Gu believes in his life is the theory of ghosts and gods, I can't imagine that I met my past life today! ”

The old immortal suddenly burst out laughing, and when the laughter calmed down, he said to Gu Zihan, "I practice swordsmanship. It's really a sword immortal. Now I have found you, and the purpose is to pass on all my mana to you. You are so kind, even kinder than I am in this life. Although the gods are all rescuers. But it's all illusory. You have to remember to be wary of the people around you at all times. The purpose of my mana transfer to you is not for you to cultivate eternal life, I just want to be myself again. ”

Gu Zihan didn't seem to understand when he heard it, used his brain, and asked, "You mean, you want to merge yourself with me?"

"Yes!" said the old immortal. The body instantly dissolves into nothingness.

Gu Zihan only felt that a magical power was constantly pouring into his body, and he inherited all the memories of his previous life.

Wait for the end of the legacy. Gu Zihan's face has aged a little. It looks more mature and stable.

He was dressed in white and chanted incantations in his mouth. Summoning the fairy sword you had in your previous life.

He not only inherited the power of his previous life, but also inherited the memories of his previous life.

Gu Zihan has changed a lot now, if he was a young man in the year of the weak crown when he did not inherit the power of his previous life, then his current appearance is definitely a mature man in his forties.

Aging dozens of years in an instant is really fantastic.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, but he really feels the growth process of his own decades in this life. The past is like a cloud of smoke, hated and hurt, and loved and loved. It's like a picture. Indelible in his heart.

The past life and the present life became one, and he spent half of his life. Although it was only in a moment, the process was a real feeling.

It can be said that in the blink of an eye, he has spent forty years!

Gu Zihan looked at a small village under the mountain, smiled mysteriously and flew down.

This nameless village is home to only a dozen families. Although the number of people is very small, these dozen or so families are not ordinary, and each of them is a person with high skills.

It was only because they hated the noisy life in the capital that they came here to live in seclusion.

Among these dozen families, the Ye family is the most powerful and the most famous. The Cold Night Knife Technique created by the ancestors of the Ye family back then was even more powerful. The Cold Night Knife Technique has been passed down from generation to generation, and the people of the Ye family also have a certain status in the rivers and lakes.

The successor of the Ye family's knife technique is named Ye Guhan,

Lonely and cold in the cold night Ye Guhan, Ye Guhan's personality is just like his nickname, cold as a cold night, cold to the end.

Ye Guhan is only twenty-five years old, but he has already perfected the cold night knife technique.

Among his peers, he is definitely the first.

Before the Ye family went into hiding, Ye Guhan also had the title of young master of martial arts in the rivers and lakes, which can be seen.

This time, Gu Zihan went to this nameless village to meet Ye Guhan, a legendary figure in the rivers and lakes.

"In the past life and present life, it was because of the Ye family that I entered this path of cultivation, and this time I came to repay the favor, it will definitely make the descendants of your Ye family spread overseas and make a splash!" Gu Zihan thought silently.

Thinking about his past and present lives, Gu Zihan was particularly sad.

The vicissitudes of the world, the desolation of people's hearts, the reincarnation of a few ways, turned into human form, just for an unchanging promise, the torment of the suffering of reincarnation, just to be able to meet you at the next intersection.

"If I can stay with you beyond reincarnation, then is it right or wrong for me to give up this transcendent body?" Gu Zihan asked in his heart.

Quaint thatched huts, clean courtyards. Ye Guhan chopped firewood with a sharp axe, and his temperament was completely lost, and he looked like a villager now.

I saw him shirtless, sweating all over, shouting slogans and chopping wood. Behind him, a beautiful girl was holding a handkerchief, and sometimes went up to wipe his sweat when Ye Guhan was resting.

But Ye Gu was cold and indifferent, and his response to the beautiful girl's sincere actions was only a smile.

This beautiful girl's name was Liu Chengcheng, and she was the most beautiful of the sixteen families in this nameless village. She fell in love with Ye Guhan, and she can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart since childhood.

At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed plainly walked out of the hut. When he saw Liu Chengcheng, he smiled slightly, and said to her: "Chengcheng is here, look at my dumb son." Hey!"

The middle-aged woman is Ye Guhan's mother, and hearing her say this, Ye Guhan and Liu Chengcheng are a little shy.

Mother Ye looked at the two shy children, and said with a smile: "The two of you are also not a small child, and you have been together for so many years, why can't you let go of your son?"

"Mother, don't say it!" Ye Guhan blushed, put down the axe in his hand and turned back to the hut.

Liu Chengcheng and Ye Mu looked at the shy Ye Guhan, and they laughed at the same time.

"Allure, Guhan's father left early, and it was your father who took care of our mother and son all these years. We can't get anything in return. Now my son of Mu Ne can't speak, and I'm really sorry to delay you for so many years. Ye Mu sighed, with a look of shame in her eyes.

Liu Qingcheng took Ye's mother's hand and said softly: "Aunt Ye, it's serious for you to say this, Brother Ye and I are in love, but Brother Ye usually doesn't say much." In terms of feelings, it is even more like fast wood. But Brother Ye, his martial arts are world-renowned, and he often protects me. That's enough. ”

The more Liu Chengcheng said this, the more Ye Mu felt ashamed. Ye Mu snorted: "I can't delay it like this, I'll go to your father to propose marriage!"

Mother Ye was resolute, and went to find Liu Qingcheng's father.

Liu Chengcheng lowered his head and snickered. His face was slightly red, and his heart was full of joy.

At this time, Ye Guhan walked out of the hut, walked a few steps but stopped, bowing his head and not knowing what to do.

Ye Gucheng walked to his side and gently took his hand. Ye Guhan's face was flushed, and he was even shyer than Ye Gucheng.

"You're a man. It's really speechless. It's been so many years, and I'm shy to hold a hand like this. I really don't know if you are still the heroic and decisive young master of martial arts. Liu Qingcheng said this, but he took Ye Guhan's hand and didn't let go.

Ye Guhan sneered: "It's not that you don't know, I am this virtue, and I don't have to change it." ”

Liu Tingcheng sneered. It's really like a hundred flowers blooming, and the smile of the moment is beautiful but charming and suffocating.

Ye Guhan couldn't help but look stupid, Liu Chengcheng gently snuggled in Ye Guhan's arms, and said softly: "Aunt Ye went to my father to propose marriage, what are your plans?"

Ye Guhan said with a smile: "What else can I plan, obey my mother's orders." ”

Two blushes bloomed on Liu Chengcheng's face.

Good day and auspicious day, a day of great joy.

Ye Guhan and Liu Chengcheng got married on this day, and the whole village came to participate in their wedding.

On this festive day. Several of Ye Guhan's friends also joined in, talking nonsense and making trouble continuously, making people laugh.

"Brother Ye got married today. The younger brother didn't have any generous gifts, so he could only offer a poem to congratulate Brother Ye and his sister-in-law. A handsome-looking man jumped to Ye Feng's side and hugged his fists at everyone.

At this time, a petite woman below shouted at the man: "Hua Muyu, you don't know a single big character, what do you use to make poems!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

This man named Hua Muyu was not to be outdone. He said to the petite woman, "Sister Snow Dove, don't underestimate me?"

"Huh. Do you really want to drag two sentences? I, Su Ming, will see what good poems you can make today as an illiterate person, haha!" A younger man shouted at Hua Muyu below.

Hua Muyu cleared his throat. Turning to face Ye Guhan and Liu Chengcheng, he recited the poem: "A long drought is a nectar, and a foreign country meets an old acquaintance." The cave room spends candle night, when the gold list is inscribed. ”

After Hua Muyu finished reading these two sentences, the people below sighed for a while.

Liu Chengcheng was already wearing heavy makeup, but now Hua Muyu said that his face was even more blushing and beautiful. She glared at Hua Muyu and secretly scolded him for not doing anything right.

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