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Wang Ruoli poked out his divine sense, scanned the Red Maple Mountain Range, and felt everything familiar to the Red Maple Mountain, and suddenly, in a remote corner of the mountain, a place touched Wang Ruoli's heart.

Wang Ruoli couldn't wait and flashed over.

Under a few red maples, under the red, there are several graves.

Wang Ruoli's footsteps were heavy, looking at these graves, his eyes were solemn.

On one of the tombstones, it was clearly written: The Tomb of Wang Tianyang.

Wang Ruoli slowly approached, looking at these graves, and his heart was full of feelings.

Wang Ruoli knelt on the grave, sad to the point of pain, but there was no pain, his expression was condensed, looking at the tombstone, his heart floated: "Father ......"

The thought was long, immersed in this sorrow.

The maple leaves fell and sprinkled between the graves, and the cemetery was already covered with red leaves, like a few bulging mountain bags.

The land of red leaves, calm and peaceful, is indeed a resting place.

Wang Ruoli held the soil of the cemetery, looking at these graves, there have been many years of situation, usually visible, although the location is barren, but it can be seen, there are still people who take care of it, hoe the grass, sweep the tomb.

"Who are you?" On the path between the maple trees, an old figure in a gray-brown linen robe walked by, holding a small hoe in his hand, and was calmly looking at Wang Ruoli in front of the grave.

Wang Ruoli turned around and looked at the old figure, his eyes were slightly red.

When the old man saw the white-haired man, he was stunned for a moment, and slowly approached, his eyes full of doubts.

"Yu Lao ......" Wang Ruoli was very excited in his metal sharp voice, but he had not been calm for a long time, and he didn't expect to see him again in this life and this life.

"You...... Are you ......" Yu Lao looked at Wang Ruoli's figure, looked at his white hair, and looked at his temperament, which was both strange and familiar, and for a while, he was speechless.

"Yu Lao, I haven't seen you for seven years, how are you doing?" Wang Ruoli said with emotion, looking at Yu Lao's face, which was even older than seven years ago, his heart twitched, and his emotions were inexplicably excited.

"Are you...... Young Master?" asked Yu Lao tentatively with that familiarity. seems to be sure in his heart, but looking at the appearance of the other party, he is a little older than himself, and he doesn't dare to recognize him.

"Yes, it's me. Wang Ruoli took a breath, tried to calm the excitement in his heart, and answered softly.

When Yu Lao heard this, he dropped the hoe, hurriedly ran to Wang Ruoli's side, held Wang Ruoli's arm with both hands, and looked at Wang Ruoli closely, his face was excited, and he couldn't say much because of excitement: "Young master, it's you, it's really you, you're finally back." ”

Yu Lao didn't know whether to be excited or sad,

The corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, and two lines of tears flowed, and his hands tightly grasped Wang Ruoli's arm, as if he was afraid to let go, as if he was worried that this was just a dream.

"After so many years, I have worked hard to get old. Wang Ruoli said firmly, "Now, I'm back, and everything will be left to me." ”

"It's not hard, in my lifetime, I can see the young master return safely, and the old man dies without regrets. Yu Lao said excitedly, took off Wang Ruoli's black copper mask, saw Wang Ruoli's face, and couldn't help the old face, "Young master, your face, your hair, woo woo......"

Thinking about what the young master had to go through to become what he is now.

"None of this gets in the way, it's all gone. Wang Ruoli said excitedly and coldly,

"Yes, it's all over, it's good to be alive, it's good for the young master to come back. Yu Lao nodded.

"The blood that was shed is brought back today. I was unfilial and failed to take care of my father's corpse, but fortunately, Yu Lao helped clean it up and buried it on this red maple mountain. Wang Ruoli was grateful

"At that time, Weiyin Mountain changed greatly, the Jingyang Wang family no longer existed, and in the land of Jingxiang, no one dared to speak for the Wang family. Yu Lao said, "The subordinates were in Luoshui Town at the time, and they couldn't help the old lady collect the corpses, and they were powerless, but fortunately, with the help of Miss Feng in Mingfeng Valley, they were able to save the old man's body and bury it here." "Over the years, my subordinates have only taken care of the cemetery.

"Feng Xiaoxian?" Wang Ruoli thought lightly from his mouth, remembering the bright-eyed and white-skinned Feng Xiaoxian in the Jingxiang School Palace, nodded slightly, and remembered it in his heart.

"Yes, Miss Feng is an outsider, and bringing people to collect the corpses of the old lady did not cause the reproach of the Jingxiang Chu clan. Yu Lao replied truthfully.

"Elder Yu, before the change of Yin Mountain, did anyone in the Jingyang Wang family survive?" Wang Ruoli asked with concern.

"There are a few more, young master, the old slave will take you to find them. Yu Lao Lao was relieved, "If they see you come back, they will definitely be very happy." ”

"Hmm. Wang Ruoli replied quietly, "Where do you live now?"

"When the Jingyang royal family was destroyed, the red maple building was also taken away by the imperial court and sold to a rich family surnamed Liu. Later, the old slave and Pei Qiong managed to take back the red maple Xiaozhu. Yu Lao smiled and said, "So the current Red Maple Xiaozhu, although it is the rich man Liu on the surface, has actually been mastered by the old slave and others, and has always been used as a place for activities." ”

"I see, thank you for your hard work. Wang Ruoli said apologetically.

"Young master, please rest assured, the old slave will take you to see them. Yu Lao happily led the way in front.

Red maple small building.

Wang Ruoli followed Yu Lao and slowly returned here, a place that he was familiar with.

The state of mind has become very different, and all kinds of things have become memories, Mo

The name turned into a sadness and severe pain in my heart.

Yu Lao swept into the Ning Red Hall in a few steps.

Yu Lao smiled with a smile on his face, and did not elaborate, but shouted happily: "Come on, everyone, tell you good news." ”

Xiao Zhan, who was busy outside, came the fastest, and when he saw Yu Lao coming back, he couldn't help but ask, "Yu Lao, why did you come back so quickly today?"

There were also Leng Shuanghua and Wen Jing who came from behind, Pei Qiong and Hua Yuming, the guards of the Jingyang Wang family, and Guo Fang. There was also a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. The main characters gathered.

"Yu Lao, didn't you go to Hongfeng Mountain today, why are you in such a good mood at this time?" Leng Shuanghua looked at Yu Lao's expression very happy, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Haha, yes, I'm so happy today, the old man has never been so happy. Yu Lao looked around at everyone and said excitedly, "The young master is back." ”

"Less...... Young master?" everyone was surprised for a while, and hurriedly looked around, but where was Wang Ruoli's figure.

As expected, Yu Lao bowed slightly, letting go of Wang Ruoli, who was idle behind, and everyone noticed this slender figure with white hair. With deep surprise and shock in his eyes, especially Guo Fang in the back, looking at Wang Ruoli, he believed in his eyes that Wang Ruoli, who fled back then, had already become gray-haired.

"Young Master?" The three of Wen Jing couldn't believe that the once handsome young man had become like this, which was really unbelievable.

"It's me. Wang Ruoli had calmed down most of his state of mind, looked at the old people in front of him, and his heart turned over all kinds of feelings, which were complicated.

"Young Master, it's great that you're still alive. Pei Qiong's eyes were slightly red, and she stepped forward excitedly, hugging Wang Ruoli, a tough man, and couldn't help but leave tears.

"Yu Lao, Pei Qiong, you are still here, it's great. Wang Ruoli said sincerely.

Perhaps, the two of them are indeed the guards who accompanied him in his youth, and they can already be regarded as half of their family.

Looking at these familiar faces, Wang Ruoli's thoughts flipped around. I don't feel so lonely in my heart.

Although most of them are familiar, Yu Lao still can't help but introduce Wang Ruoli one by one.

There are also the three people of the original Mianjiang Sword Sect, who were rescued by themselves back then, and have been doing things for the Jingyang Wang family all these years, keeping that promise. Be true to yourself.

There is also that young man, named Shi Hu, who was Shi Niu's younger brother back then, when Wang Ruoli gave him a piece of jade pendant, so that he could come to him in case of trouble, but unfortunately when Shi Hu came to Hongfeng Xiaozhu with a jade pendant, it was three years ago, Wang Ruoli was no longer there at that time, Yu Lao was in charge, and he left him behind, usually helping a little, and also strengthening his cultivation.