Somewhere on the outskirts of the Evergreen Sect, there is a green mountain with a hole at the top of the mountain.

Next to the entrance of the cave stood a man and a woman, the man with a face like a knife, but his eyes were blank, and his complexion was sickly, pale and bloodless.

This person is the embodiment of the cold wind, and he looks into the sky, waiting for the return of the person he is waiting for.

And the woman standing beside him, dressed in clothes as white as the spring snow that had just fallen, and the tulle draped outside, was flying in the wind, and with her light hair like a thousand willows, it seemed to make everyone inexplicably remember that in the morning light, there was a water-like rhythm, floating, even if the evil person was at this moment, he couldn't suppress the tenderness in his heart.

Her eyes were like night and stars. The darkness of the night is a mystery. A little star is the reflection of light, the dawn of mystery. With such a pair of spiritual eyes, she couldn't hide the anxiety in her heart at this moment.

She also looked at the distant sky, like a touch of red jade hands in the snow, holding each other tightly. What makes you lock your eyebrows? Who wants to see your anxiety? Who can't bear to make you sad? Who wants to be sad because of your sorrow? For whom do the flowers and plants hang down?

She was a white mist, and there she was, a mist.

"Brother Chengfeng, did you say they would come back?" It was the yellow warbler whispering, making people want to listen to this crisp voice once, but they were afraid of being sad because of this tone.

It's just that the situation in front of her has failed her beauty. There are too many troublesome things, so that Yu Chengfeng can't see that the people around him have the faces of upside-down beings.

"Yes" Yu Chengfeng's voice was very small, so small that Bai Xiaowu could hardly hear it clearly.

Ten years later, his complexion is different from that of the deity, and although he is very similar in appearance to the deity, he gives people two different feelings.

The reason for this is only because the spiritual power in his mutilated instrument is too weak, and the divine consciousness is far superior to the physical body, this strong contrast makes him wander on the verge of collapse all day long, and every moment he needs to forcibly control the divine consciousness not to leave the physical body.

Now his realm is around the eighth order of Qi Gathering, and in such a realm, it is impossible to go without sleep for a long time, but he has forgotten how many spring and autumn seasons he has not dreamed.

On his pale face, he could see tiny black marks like spider silk pulsing, which would occur whenever his consciousness was overdrawn, and although it would not leave his body, it made him very uncomfortable and weak.

He was very careful that one day, when this mutilated body could not melt into his divine consciousness, his divine consciousness would leave his body and return to the deity, and in this case, he would dissipate forever in heaven and earth. It is precisely because of this carefulness that he consumes his divine consciousness every day to do anything that his divine consciousness can do, and because of this, his divine consciousness grows stronger and stronger, creating a divine consciousness that is even stronger than his own deity.

When attacking the Evergreen Sect, he controlled more than a hundred Evergreen Sect people, and some of these people were even in the Yingshen Realm.

At this point, he felt that standing was a superfluous drain. He staggered a few steps, leaned against the entrance of the cave, slowly sat down, and let out a long breath.

"Brother Chengfeng, are you okay?" Bai Xiaowu asked with concern.

Yu Chengfeng shook his head, looking up at the top of the cave, he was full of thoughts, and seemed to see a person at the top of the cave.

Those were the last words a woman said to him eight years ago when she looked back indifferently.

"You're just an incarnation, always will be, and I'm looking for cold wind. ”

This hazy figure is Yue'er, since she heard the news of the cold wind, she left Yu Chengfeng without hesitation. After two years of getting along and Yue'er's concern, Yu Chengfeng mistakenly thought that they could go on like this, but when he finally saw Yue'er's indifferent look, he almost couldn't believe that all this had happened, and those who he thought were beautiful turned out to be just a farce of self-deception.

Yu Chengfeng shook his head vigorously, he felt guilty in his heart, Chenglong and Fuyun were fierce and unknown, but he was thinking of an inconsequential person.

Bai Xiaowu's expression was gloomy, she had seen Yu Chengfeng's look many times, and she knew what he was thinking at the moment. She took a deep look at Yu Chengfeng, and then looked into the distance.

After a while, two breaths in the distance were rapidly approaching, and one of them was very weak.

Yu Chengfeng hurriedly stood up, came to the entrance of the cave, and stared into the sky.

"Are you here?" Bai Xiaowu asked.

Yu Chengfeng nodded, only to see that in his godless eyes, a little in the distance was rapidly approaching, and after a while, Yu Chenglong flew to the entrance of the cave with floating clouds.

"Don't ask so much, Xiao Wu will help Fuyun heal first. Yu Chenglong landed, went directly to the cave, put the floating clouds on the ground, and then faced Yu Chengfeng

"Take the pill. ”

Yu Chengfeng hurriedly took out some pills from the instrument and gave them to Yu Chenglong, and then Bai Xiaowu squatted beside Fuyun, a silver needle appeared on his left hand, and his right hand pinched the silver needle and pierced the various acupuncture points on Fuyun's body.

Fortunately, Bai Xiaowu had studied medicine with Zou Lao before, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid that Fuyun would be dead today.

As the white mist silver needle fell, Fuyun's body shook violently, and a stream of black blood flowed out of his mouth. At this moment, I saw that Fuyun was breathing, and his complexion gradually calmed down.

Although the floating clouds have been out of danger, they have not yet woken up.

Yu Chengfeng asked

"How's it going, ruined?"

Yu Chenglong nodded, looking at Yu Chengfeng for a long time, which made Yu Chengfeng feel a little weird, and couldn't help but say

"What's wrong?"

Yu Chenglong was stunned, stood up, looked to the side, and said

"Nothing. ”

He walked to the entrance of the cave and looked at the verdant landscape below, his thoughts in a mess.

In the dream, his beloved brother has died, and this time the dream is completely different from the previous ones, and this reality is still fresh in his memory even when he wakes up. Even now, standing here, it is difficult to tell whether it is a dream or reality.

Was it because of the reason for breaking through to the realm of stepping on the moon, or was there something else hidden? He even felt that there was something wrong with his spirit, why everything in the dream appeared in his mind one by one because of his thoughts at this moment.

In the dream, how did he spend all these years? Practicing all day, more than ten years passed unconsciously, and in the more than ten years in the dream, he missed Yu Chengfeng incomparably

"What's wrong?"

Yu Chengfeng came to Yu Chenglong's side and asked again.

Yu Chenglong squeezed a smile, slapped his hand on Yu Chengfeng's shoulder a few times, and said

"Nothing, just thinking about being a kid. ”

Yu Chengfeng didn't doubt Yu Chenglong's words, and breathed a sigh of relief and said

"yes, it was really carefree when I was a kid, and that's good. ”

And Yu Chengfeng remembered not when he was a child, but about his days on earth. On Earth, at least don't worry about life every day.