There are heroes in the world, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

Qingyunmen has made great contributions to the mainland and has been heroic from generation to generation.

After Hongxi, nicknamed the Great Demon King of Hongxi, ascended, but in a hundred years, the new generation of pillars of Qingyunmen, Xuanyuan Xiaolong, was born.

defeated the heroes of the mainland, broke through the burial ruins, won the first place, advanced to the Yuanying, and the combat power was monstrous, ranking in the immortal class.

At this time, the immortal monks of the Island of Ten Thousand Souls were finally freed, and after hundreds of years and many hardships, they finally put the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls on the right track, and after handing over power, they went into hiding.

Wang Qiong said one more sentence: "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful." ”

A hundred years of vicissitudes, a thousand years of more vicissitudes.

Behind the generations, there are a lot of sighs and helplessness.

Hundreds of years have passed, and things are not people.

Just when Sun Hao was guarding the Demon Abyss, batches of monks were like ripe wheat, harvested by stubble in the passage of time.

Old Jia Jia Rudao, failed to step into the Yuan infant stage, and sat in the Qingyun Douzhan Heavenly Palace, originally he wanted to come to Guiyi Immortal Mountain to sit down, but he was afraid that Sun Hao would make trouble for himself, so he went silently.

The daughter-in-law of the second disciple Dezheng, Jiebei, died peacefully after dying at the age of more than 500.

Huang Wenmao's younger sister and Sun Hao's registered disciple Huang Wenying fell under the catastrophe of Po Dan giving birth to a baby.

Xiao Yu Fei Tian Shou Yuan was exhausted, and fell in the avenue of cultivation, Sun Hao's disciple Xiao Yu Huaku, took over Qi Tiansha City, and was respected as the new generation of "Xiao Yu Feitian".

When Xiao Ku appeared under the name of Xiaoyu Feitian and met Sun Hao, Sun Hao learned that the one with the highest cultivation in Qi Tianzong would use Feitian as the name, but only after the real Feitian was gone, could he use this name permanently.

In other words, if Dujiu hadn't fallen in the Burial Ruins, it was very likely that his name would have been Dujiu Feitian.

Seeing the self-proclaimed Ku Ye Xiaoyu Feitian, Sun Hao's heart couldn't help but swell with four words: vicissitudes of life.

Several of Sun Hao's disciples have advanced to the True Monarch and become Ancestors, and the top ten peak masters of Qingyunmen have changed several batches.

The five tigers of the Li family, who used to worship Sun Hao as the boss, but did not follow very closely, have fallen one after another.

The former Agarwood Corps has now changed batch after batch of people.

The agarwood battle flag that Yu Buyi drew back then has now become an antique, and once in a while, when a monk turned over the extremely ugly agarwood sword battle flag, he almost threw it away as a broken mess.

The Storm is old and retired.

The new generation of the Agarwood Corps' main battle top sea ship has become the "Agarwood".

Xia Qingyu failed to unload the burden of the extreme north, because Sun Hao had heard about it a little, and he was vaguely angry in his heart, but he was imprisoned on the Guiyi Immortal Mountain, and he couldn't help it.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Hongxi and Xuanyuan Xiaolong, two junior disciples with great talent and combat power, appeared in Qingyunmen, in fact, whether Sun Hao could defend Guiyi Immortal Mountain so safely is still two words.

For a thousand years, people are neither things nor things, and the sea has become mulberry fields.

The seventh centenary.

The ordinary Wang Qiong is also getting old.

On his chubby face, a trace of wrinkles appeared, his hands and feet were no longer numb, and his speech began to be verbose.

The only thing that remains unchanged is her sense of happiness, the smile on her face, and her enthusiasm.

Sun Hao's heart gradually sank.

The ice of Guiyi Immortal Mountain has not completely melted.

There are four layers of ice prisons, and only two layers have been thawed.

In other words, no matter what, his time is too late, Wang Qiong's longevity is about to end, and the complete repair of the Demon Yuan is still far away.

Ordinary and ordinary, he has accompanied himself for many years.

While he was accustomed to her ordinary company, Sun Hao found that she was about to leave.

Perhaps, the departure of an ordinary person will not affect anything, but Sun Hao's heart is heart-wrenching.

The ordinary bits and pieces come together, which is extraordinary.

The seemingly ordinary brother and sister love trickled into Sun Hao's heart, converging into the Yangtze River and the sea.

The brother-sister relationship in Zhong Xiaohao's memory, and the brother-sister relationship after he became Zhong Xiaohao, completely coincided, and Sun Hao's eyes involuntarily thought of those bits and pieces of the past from time to time.

In Wang Village, I took care of him without regrets, hoping that I could stay in Wang Village's tears, a hundred years of waiting in Wang Village, and more than 100 years of arduous trekking, hundreds of years of ordinary companionship.

Rejoice in oneself and grieve in oneself in sorrow.

Busy, diligent, cautious, enthusiastic, when there is such a person, Sun Hao doesn't feel too much help.

But once he knew that he was about to lose such a companion, Sun Hao suddenly found that he was not mentally ready.

Sun Hao suddenly discovered that everyone is actually unique.

Although her sister Wang Qiong is ordinary, even, compared with her own Taoist couple, she is more than a step behind in terms of temperament and image.

She is of ordinary appearance and has a pair of front teeth.

One of the things she often says is: "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful." ”

However, she is her, her unique sister, the most affectionate, irreplaceable and unique sister.

Now she is approaching her life, and there is nothing she can do.

The cold rain knocked on the window and the night was not young, and Qionghua was full of thoughts.

Do not compete with the group of flowers, the autumn breeze blows through and sees golden.

In autumn, in the courtyard, a piece of gold, it is the harvest season again, usually, this is also Wang Qiong's happiest season, her hard work, finally came to the harvest.

But now, with a sickle in his hand, trembling and towering, his heart is more than enough but his strength is insufficient, and under the sunset, he sighs with joy.

Sun Hao walked over slowly.

Not far away, Shan Lian was also about to come over, Xuanyuan Hong's little hand stretched out, and shook his head gently.

Stunned, he looked at Xuanyuan Hong.

Xuanyuan Hong said softly: "Let's go, let's go to Guiyi Immortal Mountain and walk around." ”

On his wrinkled face, a smile full of furrows appeared: "Brother, you're here, where is your sister-in-law?"

Sun Hao gently supported her and whispered, "They went out, Qiong'er, I'll help you." ”

Wang Qiong tightened the sickle in her hand: "Brother, you are a person who does great things, and you are the savior of the world, don't do these rough jobs." ”

Sun Hao looked at the wrinkles on Wang Qiong's face, looked at her trembling hands, and in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the moment when Xiaohuo was old in the past and Shouyuan was about to run out.

The same ordinary, the same eyes dull and full of cloudiness.

The same, facing the last moment of life, the same ordinary perseverance.

Gently, hugging Wang Qiong, Sun Hao whispered: "But I'm still your brother." ”

Wang Qiong leaned on Sun Hao's body, and her face illuminated by the sunset was filled with admiration and pride that could not be concealed: "Xiao Qiong is most proud of having a brother, in those years, no matter how hard Qiong'er was, as long as I think of my brother, I am full of hope and fighting spirit, and being able to accompany my brother for hundreds of years is the greatest happiness in Xiao Qiong's life." ”

Sun Hao's arms couldn't help but tighten: "Qiong'er." ”

Wang Qiong's face was always full of happiness: "Brother, I can be by your side, Xiao Qiong is very satisfied, tell you, brother, life will go that way, Xiao Qiong is inevitable, but brother, you have to remember that Xiao Qiong doesn't want you to be like Ziyan's sister-in-law when she died, for decades, that will spoil Xiao Qiong's mood underground......"

Sun Hao's body stiffened slightly: "Qiong'er, brother understands." ”

Stretching out a hand that was a little wrinkled and calloused, but still soft gently rubbed Sun Hao's face, Wang Qiong's eyes looked at Sun Hao carefully, and said softly: "Actually, when I saw my brother for the first time, Qiong'er knew that my brother was not the original brother......

Sun Hao's body stiffened slightly, and he said softly: "I am!"

Wang Qiong chuckled: "At that time, I was very scared, I was afraid that you would hurt me and my mother, and I was also afraid that you would leave immediately after you woke up, but then I found out that you are my brother again, and you have the memory of your brother, at that time, I read the notes left by my brother and said that this situation was ......, so I really regarded you as my brother."

Sun Hao snorted, and suddenly felt a big stone fall to the ground in his heart, and a sense of relief that was truly recognized by Wang Qiong, without having to explain his origin, and truly becoming her brother, came to her heart.

But at the same time, seeing the white-haired Wang Qiong, Sun Hao's heart was sour.

Leaning on Sun Hao's arms, Wang Qiong's eyes looked at the sunset, as if she was talking, as if she was muttering to herself: "You are my brother, but you are different from my brother, Wang Cun in those years, I stood by your side, watched you recover little by little, watched you gradually stand up again under my care, at that time, my heart was full of achievements and happiness, it was a moment that I will never forget in my life......"

Sun Hao also remembered Wang Qiong's careful care of him, and said softly: "Thank you Qiong'er, if it weren't for Qiong'er, my brother would definitely not be so well at that time, and maybe he would not be able to afford to get sick." ”

A trace of tears appeared on Wang Qiong's face: "But after all, the small fishing village can't accommodate Jiaolong, and Kunpeng is going to spread its wings after all, brother, do you know? ”

Sun Hao was slightly stunned, hugged Wang Qiong's hand tightly, and shouted: "Qiong'er." ”

Wang Qiong seemed to be recalling her life, and her eyes were full of tears.

Xiaohuo stood on her shoulder, stretched out his little paws, and silently wiped away her tears.

Wang Qiong said: "Thank you, Xiaohuo", looked at Sun Hao again, and said softly: "Xiaoqiong in this life, the most regrettable thing is that she once married, at that time, my brother was gone, my mother died, Xiaoqiong had no owner, no one to rely on, I wanted to find a support, married, against my own will, sorry brother, Xiaoqiong got married, it was not until a long, long time later that Xiaoqiong became strong by herself, and gradually understood that although I am just a mortal, I should stick to it, and I still need to stick to it......"

Sun Hao hugged Wang Qiong tightly, his eyes watching the sunset gradually falling into the horizon.

Listen to her quietly, listen to her mental journey, a real mortal will be afraid, will be apprehensive, will hesitate, will choose the wrong path of mortal confiding.

She was very envious of her sister-in-law's beauty.

She cherishes the time she spends together.

She is very happy and ordinary company.

The sky is wasteland, and the heart is not old.

The vicissitudes of life remain the same.

When the sun set, Wang Qiong's thousand words turned into a sentence: "Brother, I know that you have affection, I know, my departure, you will be sad, you will be sad, but brother, you promise me, don't let sadness dominate your will, because that's not what I want, Xiao Qiong can leave in my brother's arms, full, full, happy, happy, ......" (to be continued.) )