The wind hunts, and the remnant sun is like blood.

More than 20 grandmasters, several methodists, and countless people in the rivers and lakes all watched this incredible scene.

That man, holding a long sword, was covered in blood, but he never fell!

He's carrying a head!

It's the head of a green dragon!

Everyone knows that from this moment on, the history of martial arts will be rewritten, and a dazzling new star has risen.

His name is Fu Xuan, a descendant of the peerless Sword Sect Fu Hanfeng.

With the power of the Grandmaster, he crossed the border to kill the Grandmaster's invincible generation of heroes and heroes!

Everyone was silent.

This fact is unacceptable to all.

They all feel their own insignificance, and they also feel that the younger generation is about to dominate the rivers and lakes.

Kong Chuhe slowly turned his head and smiled lightly: "You lost!"

You lost! Three words, the words hit Yin Zun's heart, and he took a few steps back, his eyes full of incredulity.

Silent.

There was a long silence.

Only then did he say slowly: "Qishi Mansion, withdraw!"

When he finished speaking, he strode away without looking back. Behind him, followed by all the masters!

And for Fu Remnant at this moment, what kind of person is a master?

He didn't know, he didn't even know why he was able to suddenly use the fourth sword of the Nine Swords of the Desolation.

It was as if at the last moment, at the moment of death, it was so naturally used.

But it doesn't matter!

The important thing is that Zhu You's revenge has been avenged!

His own child's revenge has already been avenged!

He never thought that he would have this day, and there would be a woman who would be pregnant with his own child.

He didn't have time to rejoice, and this newly formed life was already dead.

He finally collapsed, slamming heavily to the ground.

"Fu Remnant!"

"Old man!"

Voices kept ringing in his ears, but he couldn't hear them anymore, he was too tired.

He persisted for too long, the murder of the Wilderness Inn, the street breakthrough of the cavalry, and then the killing of the white tiger, the breaking into the tomb, absorbing the evil qi, conquering the sword, Zhu You resisted the desperate two palms for him, was injured and miscarried, and life and death were unpredictable.

Then he broke through, fought against the green dragon, and was blocked by the so-called Justice League, and then killed the green dragon.

Too much fighting had numbed him.

He was so tired.

He couldn't even feel his body, he couldn't feel the fall, he couldn't feel everything around him.

Scenes of the past come to mind, some in the past and some in this life.

He saw familiar figures, their eyes full of tenderness.

Heaven and earth seem to have no boundaries, and the scenes are far away, some people are in pain, some people are laughing, some people are far away, and some people are coming.

Everything is invisible, heaven and earth are silent, and there is only one chaos.

Then, two black and white swords filled up, and everything came back to life.

Chu Ying, Chu Luo'er, Chu Lun, and Ah Kun, all of their faces came to their faces.

Chu Luo'er was still dressed in a military uniform, with a cold face and a smile of anger and laughter, complaining that she was unscrupulous about telling yellow jokes.

Chu Ying's figure is still thin, and his eyes are still deep.

Too many memories poured out, Lin Fangyue, Fu Baijing, He Wenyue, Gu Jing, and Zhu You, all of them maintained Fu Yan's most profound expression.

Outside, there seemed to be birds chirping, the sound was crisp and cheerful, it seemed that the wind was blowing, and the trees were rattling.

There is a gurgling stream, there is smoke curling, there are girls beating clothes by the river, and there are strong men fetching water by the well.

The yak is mooing, the rooster is crowing, and the sound of hope and warmth keeps coming.

It was dark and dawning, as if a long time had passed.

Fu Yan finally opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, and the white bed tent that greeted him was clean and transparent.

He slowly stood up and looked at the simple decoration around him, which was a small bamboo house, a bed, a table, and four chairs.

There was tea on the table, there was a lamp, there was a cup. There is a window in front of the table and a tree outside the window.

It was a bamboo forest, swaying slowly in the breeze, making a rustling sound, and occasionally a bamboo leaf fell.

The sun is very good and warm, illuminating the bamboo leaves more and more green, and illuminating the earth with a little dapple.

He couldn't help but walk slowly to the window, poured himself a cup of hot tea and held it in his hand, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, the breeze was blowing, and life was so beautiful.

But there seems to be a fragrance wafting in.

He stretched out his head and looked sideways, only to see a simple stove with strong firewood, and the iron pot on it was steaming, and bursts of rice fragrance kept coming.

In front of the stove, a figure of Yuan Na was lying there, constantly adding fire to it, and sometimes lifting the lid of the pot, as if it was hot, and quickly retracted his hand and pinched his earlobe.

She was wearing a floral cloth dress with a blue background, her long hair was coiled, and the loose clothes could not hide her bumpy and plump body, which added a unique flavor to her.

She was busy, running that pot of hot porridge.

As if feeling the gaze, her body suddenly paused, and when she slowly looked back, she saw Fu Yan's well-defined face.

She was stunned for a long time, and her green jade fingers slowly brushed a strand of hair hanging down behind her ears, and then finally smiled slightly.

This smile seems to make the whole world more vibrant, like the beginning of the melting of the glacier and the blooming of spring flowers.

Fu gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and suddenly burst into tears, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Not sad, but moving.

He quickly retracted his head.

He didn't know how to describe it, this little bed, this wooden table, tea, porridge, all these things he didn't know how to describe.

If he really wanted to say everything in front of him in one word, he thought, it should be: home.

He hadn't had a home for too long.

The door slowly opened, and a charming face poked in, eyebrows like ink paintings, eyes with autumn water, and a delicate pretty face with a thick smile.

"What's the matter, the little handsome guy didn't recognize me when he woke up?" He Wenyue walked in slowly, and with a slight hook of her right foot, she closed the bamboo door.

Holding himself with both hands, he looked at Fu Yan with a smile.

Seeing this charming smiling face, Fu Remnant's sentimental mood was suddenly swept away, and he said with a smile: "How can Fu Remnant He De bother He Xiangu, one of the Eight Immortals of Qishi Mansion, to take care of him." ”

He Wenyue blinked and said: "Who made you so powerful! I actually made Yin Zun suffer such a big loss, not to mention taking care of you, even if I do something else, I am willing to do it, sister!"

Fu Yan swallowed his saliva, looked at He Wenyue's graceful figure, and stammered: "Do the rest, what do you do?"

He Wenyue licked her lips and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Let's hug it first!" Fu Yan opened his big hand with his face and shouted to He Wenyue to hug him, and just halfway through, his body suddenly stopped.

I saw He Wenyue with a smile on her face, but she was holding a short knife in her hand, the cold light was shining, and she knew that it was extremely sharp at a glance.

Fu Yan coughed dryly twice and said, "Talking is talking, how can you use a knife and a gun! ”

He Wenyue said with a smile: "I'm a weak woman, I don't have a knife to defend myself, wouldn't I have been ruined by a wicked man like you!"

"Evil man, am I so unbearable?" Fu Yan said helplessly: "It's still bad, I'll be thankful if you don't clean me up!"

"Yo! I'm still humble!" He Wenyue tilted his head and said: "The strong man who killed the Qinglong across the border, can he still be afraid of me He Wenyue?"

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed, he almost forgot that he was no longer what he used to be, and He Wenyue was no longer as invincible to himself as he was at the beginning.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became arrogant, and said loudly: "Demon girl, don't put down the broken knife and make love to me, otherwise this son will be strong!"

"I'm still a son...... You are still a son" He Wenyue snorted lightly and said with a smile: "If you want to be affectionate, my sister takes the initiative, what will you do like a stunned young man?"

As she spoke, she suddenly strode over, and a mouth covered with rouge was printed on Fu Yan's mouth.

Where did Fu Yan think that she would really do this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he wanted to hug her, but when he stretched out his hand, the person was already gone.

He Wenyue stood aside with a smile and said, "This is my sister's reward for you." ”

Fu Yan licked his lips and had to accept the fact that he was forcibly kissed.

Grass!

He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes showed a look that all men understand.

He Wenyue screamed in surprise, hurriedly ran outside the house, and said loudly: "Ah!

Fu Yan laughed wildly, looked sideways, and saw his own wind-breaking sword and a cloth bag placed at the head of the bed, looking at the square outline, which obviously contained the jade seal of the First Emperor.

Looking at his body again, his clothes have changed from the inside out, and he is wearing a clean black coat on his body, which is extremely suitable.

He Wenyue quickly walked in cautiously with a bowl of porridge, put it on the table, and sat down like this, looking at Fu Yan with her right hand holding her cheeks.

Fu Yan smiled: "What's the matter, you don't know me?"

He Wenyue shook her head and said, "Hmm...... I can't imagine that you are clean, and you still have a bit of a look!"

Fu Yan was speechless for a while, and said, "You are the same, this body, um! ”

He Wenyue stood up and turned around, and said with a low smile: "Does it feel like a young wife from a good family?"

"Ahem!" Fu Yan hurriedly put down the porridge in his hand, almost sprayed the table, and gasped: "Sister Immortal, you are really speechless! ”

"Of course, you are such a stunned young man, sister, I don't know how much I have seen!"

"Just blow it!" Fu Yan said mercilessly: "When the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain Villa kissed you that day, you obviously didn't know anything, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. ”

He Wenyue's pretty face turned red, gritted her teeth and said, "Eat it or not! If you don't eat it, I'll pour it out!"

"Of course I eat!" Fu Yan hurriedly took a sip and said, "Let's talk about it!" How many days have I been sleeping?"

"How many days?" He Wenyue said, "You have been sleeping for half a month! ”

Fu Yan frowned and said, "Half a month, why is it so long!"

He Wenyue said: "Do you know how badly you were injured? Qinglong's last move is enough to kill you, who knows why you didn't die, and then the owner of the Shattered Mansion brought you here." ”

Fu Yan said: "Then why are you here? didn't follow Yin Zun back to the capital?"

He Wenyue said: "Of course we are doing our own duties, it just so happens that I and Tie Guan Li are in charge of Chang'an at present, so we didn't leave, but just returned to Chang'an." ”

"And then?"

"Then two days later, the owner of the Broken Sky actually found my place and asked me to come and take care of you, and he said that he still had something to do. ”

Fu Yan gritted his teeth and said, "He's not afraid that you will eat me?"

He Wenyue spread his hands and said, "Who knows?"

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