The long wind and waves are over, and the clouds are gone.

Step on the vibrant sunset and pass through the colorful sunshine.

After half a year, the sword finally set foot on his homeland.

Before the emotionful sword could say thank you, the young kun couldn't wait to enter the sea and disappear.

Thinking that the young kun also has his own family, with his temperament, he probably goes home to show off his money and give it to his companions.

He was on the shore and looked at Jin Cai, who was thrown to the beach by the young kun, and laughed inexplicably.

Say to yourself: I don't know what to buy if I have money, so I live and share the spoils.

"Hey. He sighed.

When it comes to the sword of gold, I want to go home.

Abrupt!

He caught a glimpse of the surrounding reef edge, clinging to small pieces of sparse gold.

I thought it was caused by the aftermath of the sputtering of the young kun just now, throwing the gold object to the ground.

I simply didn't care about the surplus money, hoping to leave it to the beach walkers who love the sea.

But it is precisely this thought that delays the vigorous motivation of the sword.

Suddenly, I thought that I had to go home for a long time, I was too tired to go back like this, and the items were not light.

Whether to move or move, natural choice to move.

However, the sword changed his original mind, and chose to put down his belongings and choose to hide.

Just set off lightly, put down the sword and embarked on the journey happily, and there were no more tangled problems

The trees rattled and the leaves were blown by the wind, like a torrent at the water's edge scraping through the waterfalls.

A wide road, a figure diagonally.

After walking for a long time, he put aside his sword and couldn't help but look at the sky.

The blue sky makes me feel better.

Thinking that the things that can be bought in the world are still too rare, it is natural to feel relaxed when the sword is put aside.

The sword floated in front of his eyes~ food, belongings, clothing, playthings, things to live in, things to need.

Having lived a long time, these are not interested.

It seems that Shejian is looking for something exciting, but obviously it is obviously impossible for someone of Shejian's age.

Bored panic on the side of the road, the sword will also play with the branches picked up from the land.

Wrap your breath around the branches, in the palm of your hand, and dance back and forth.

Or the bottom line that the sword is really boring and too careful, and the sword will wrap the branches around and circle left and right.

Walking and walking, I feel aggrieved in my heart, and then I will choose to take a detour.

For example, through the dense woods and pine branches, or for walking more distances and jumping wildly.

In short, the boredom of putting the sword on the table also shows that the south is indeed an underdeveloped region. In particular, there is a serious shortage of labor, and the key is that all of them die in almost two years.

Many things can't make sustainable progress, because of lifespan, the places that ordinary people can reach have been limited by lifespan, and they are destined to be too far away.

Shejian has never complained about the badness here, but Shejian still likes the stability of the south.

Because there is no danger in the wilderness, most of the aspiring monks are in the east.

Some monks have a mental breakdown and want to do something crazy, and most of them happen in the East, where there are many monks.

The density of low-end monks is not necessarily a good thing, and Shejian has always thought so.

Even if there are many low-end monks and there is a lot of joy in the Eastern Continent, the danger to life is difficult to predict.

Maybe the next moment, the other side will have a breakdown, don't know the meaning of life, and want to go crazy.

"Hey. He sighed unconsciously, and sighed for the second time today, as if he thought of his former self.

Speeding up, his thoughts were slightly disturbed by what he was thinking just now, and he decided to quickly return to Qiyun Mountain to join everyone.

The speed continued to soar, and the sword seemed to look like a wind, caressing the aisle softly.

It seems that the shade of the aisle is slowly soaked, but the trees that are separated by ten rows of steps make the aisle look compact like a fungus.

Time is being consumed bit by bit, and the physical strength of the sword is also being frantically squeezed out.

There is still a long way to go from Qiyun Mountain, and at this time, it is already dark and dense.

The sword walked slowly, brewing the next crazy run.

He didn't seem to be going to rest, and wanted to consume more of his body's potential while his mind was still normal.

The morning sun shines on the earth, and the grass branches and young leaves retain the stream dew.

After washing his face, he threw the dust into the clear stream.

The land illuminated by the general light of the morning sun behind the back, and the bright avenue paved behind the sword, seemed to be welcoming the return of the sword to the nest.

He couldn't tell whether it was the morning sun or the afterglow of the sunset, and he held the outstretched arm of the jungle branches, blocking the slightly obstructive glimmer.

Walking through patches of dense forests, Shejian finally took a step closer to home.

But at this moment, the sword suddenly thundered and exploded!

After many days of being in a hurry, my depressed heart suddenly exploded!

The whole person stood motionless, standing in the middle of the branches.

Xu is the effect of time, and he continued to walk forward with relief.

The sword that entered the state never complained anymore. As he drifted away, he entered another night with the moon and stars.

Every time I enter the night, the lonely road is relieved in the night sky, and this night sky feels like another world, permeating the hearts of the tired.

Stepping on a different feeling, accompanied by the wind that comes at the wrong time.

After six days of resting the sword, he finally returned to the foot of Qiyun Mountain.

Looking at the long-lost clouds, the blue cover covers the mist at the top of the mountain. The agitated scarlet sword didn't know how to express his emotions for a while, and he opened his mouth silently without saying a word.

With light steps, stepping on the fluffy soil, towards the familiar road, quietly to the house in the clouds.

On the way home, he wandered back to his lodgings as if he had become invisible, and during this time, no one noticed his arrival.

When he returned to his lodgings, he changed into clean clothes and cleaned up the dirt on his hair and shoes.

After simply dressing up the neatness of the collar, he immediately walked into the conference hall of Qiyun Mountain, and saw that there was no one in the big hall and the back court, so he went to look for other people's residences.

The thoughts that have been in my mind have been lingering. Shejian actually wants to take everyone to play, I have been lonely for a long time, and I miss the excitement of everyone going out for a walk together.

If you have an idea, you have to ask for everyone's opinion.

But before that, he snuggled up to a locust willow tree and fell asleep.

The sky was thick and blue, and it was still kind and clear.

What about Qiyun Mountain? As always, it is harmonious and happy.