At first, the little fat man thought that he had heard it wrong, but when he stood up, he tried to prick up his ears to listen.

The little fat man opened his mouth and wanted to call, but I don't know if it was because he hadn't spoken for a long time, he had an empty mouth and couldn't make a sound at all.

The little fat man was anxious, and jumped high to find the voice. Suddenly, a crack opened in the sky, and a dazzling light reflected in the little fat man's eyes.

The little fat man who hadn't seen the light for a long time suddenly saw a light. This light was like lightning, and the eyes of the little fat man were extremely uncomfortable. He quickly closed his eyes, and after a long while, he slowly opened them.

The little fat man found himself on a wooden bed with a crimson bedspread. On the body of the little fat man, he was covered with a green quilt embroidered with colorful flowers.

In front of the bed was a brown table with a celadon glass on it. The water cup contains more than half a glass of water, probably not long ago, and it is still steaming.

The bed was next to the window, which was ajar and could feel the cool breeze blowing into the room. I don't know what kind of flowers are blooming outside the window, waving a tangy fragrance. There were a few small birds, standing on the big tree in the yard, cheering happily.

The little fat man was amazed, wasn't he in that dark and uninhabited world? Why did he get here all of a sudden? Where is this?

Just when the little fat man was puzzled, the footsteps of Xi Da Xi Da came again. The door was hidden and gently pushed open. The man had a broom in his hand, and he probably went to clean up at the door.

When the little fat man saw this man, he was ecstatic. This person who walks is none other than his good brother Song Dayou, who grew up with the little fat man in the West Garden of Xianjian Villa. However, the last time Song Dayou and the little fat man saw him, there was a big change. First of all, Song Dayou was quite thin in the past, but now he has become a tiger-backed bear, looking like an iron-blooded real man. What's more, Song Dayou is obviously much more mature than before. On his face, there were even tiny wrinkles carved by the years.

After Song Dayou came in, he didn't look at the little fat man, but walked to the corner of the wall and began to gently clean the dust in the house. Because there was no sprinkling, those fine dusts flew mischievously under Song Dayou's broom.

"Great ......"

The little fat man screamed, his voice a little hoarse and weak. Song Dayou still heard it, he looked up and glanced around, as if looking for the source of the sound.

Song Dayou looked out for a while, but did not see a single figure. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, and he had heard it wrong just now! Song Dayou lowered his head and prepared to continue sweeping the dust.

"Great ......"

The little fat man saw that his voice just now failed to attract Song Dayou's attention, so he was anxious, raised his voice, and shouted.

This body, Song Dayou heard it clearly. Moreover, he heard a voice not far away. Song Dayou turned his head and saw the little fat man on the bed, looking at him with those big black eyes, and his eyes suddenly widened in shock.

"Ahh

Song Dayou blurted out in surprise, and the little fat man in his hand also took the opportunity to break away from Song Dayou's palm and fell to the ground. Song Dayou rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to figure out if he was wrong. After he finished kneading, he still saw the little fat man looking at him with a smile.

"Chubby, you're awake!"

Song Dayou shouted in surprise, and he rushed to the little fat man's body with an arrow step, and he sat on the edge of the bed, holding the fat hand of the little fat man tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly turn into a swallow and fly away.

The little fat man, supported by Song Dayou, tried to sit on the head of the bed. He didn't move, but he could feel a tiredness in his bones, as if the limbs on his body hadn't been used for a long time. By the time he sat down, he was already sweating profusely, and he was even more tired than fighting Han Feiguan with real swords and guns.

The little fat man stared at this Song Dayou and asked suspiciously: "Dayou, I remember that you were still skinny a few days ago. Why are you so burly after only a few days of not seeing you?"

"How many days?" Song Dayou almost didn't swallow his tongue in his stomach, looked at the little fat man, and was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about how to explain this matter to the little fat man.

The little fat man looked at Song Dayou's slightly frowning brows and his spitting expression, and was puzzled in his heart, waiting for him to give his answer.

Song Dayou breathed a sigh of relief, and the joy of seeing the little fat man subsided for a moment, his face was a little gloomy, and he said, "Little fat man, you have been in a coma for five years!"

"It's been five years!"

The little fat man's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes were bigger than those of chickens, and his mouth was open and difficult to close for a long time. If it weren't for his physical inability to move now, he would probably be jumping up now.

The little fat man never imagined that he had been in a coma for five years. He had the impression that it had only been a few days in that dark world.

"Dayes, what the hell is it?" asked the little fat man, who couldn't wait to find out the truth.

Song Dayou was silent for a while, and then he told the story of the little fat man after he fell into a coma. It turned out that after the owner of the village returned to the villa with the little fat man, after careful inspection, they found that all the eight veins on the little fat man were destroyed by thunderbolts and fire bombs, and even the internal organs were damaged. Fortunately, the little fat man was physically strong and barely saved a life.

So, the owner of the village took care of the little fat man day and night, using the best herbs in the villa, and using their own skills to help the little fat man convey true qi. He even used some cherished elixirs for the little fat man, which the prince today asked for from the imperial doctor in the palace. However, none of this made the little fat man wake up.

In this way, the little fat man seemed to be asleep, and lived for three months. When they started, they also hoped to revive the little fat man. However, three months have passed, and the injuries of the little fat man's meridians and internal organs are almost healed, and there is no sign of awakening. The owners were a little discouraged, and they thought that the little fat man might never wake up again. So, let Song Dayou take care of the little fat man's eating, drinking, and sleeping, and they still came back to visit the little fat man once in a while. In the hearts of these elders, I still hope that the little fat man can wake up.

The crown prince and General Liu Tian, and even Ding Hao and Liuyun Daochang, they came to visit the little fat man every once in a while. Seeing the half-dead and unconscious appearance of the little fat man, they were heartbroken.

The flowers bloomed, thanked, thanked. The leaves are yellow and green, green and yellow. Time passed in a hurry in everyone's expectations, and five years passed. In the past five years, the little fat man has shown no signs of waking up except for being in a coma. Just when everyone thought that the little fat man might never wake up again, unexpectedly, the little fat man miraculously woke up.

After hearing Song Dayou say this, the little fat man was silent for a while. He never expected that such an incredible thing would happen to him. The little fat man was only seventeen years old when he was injured, and according to this calculation, the little fat man should be twenty-two years old now.

"Dayou, how has the martial arts changed in the past few years?" As soon as the little fat man woke up, he began to care about the situation in the martial arts. I haven't set foot in martial arts for five years, and I don't know what the world has become now.

Song Dayou paused for a moment, and then told the little fat man what had happened in the past five years. In the past five years, there have been several wars between the imperial army and the army of the self-reliant king of Penglai, Zao Wou-ki, but the scale is not large. Although the soldiers of King Penglai were not as many as the imperial army, he had the support of the treacherous and cunning Han Feiguan behind him, which allowed him not to suffer too much loss in the repeated wars. In the past five years, Zao Wou-Ki has lived in Penglai City, recuperating his strength, and his current strength should not be underestimated.

Fulong Valley and Xianjian Villa were not directly involved in the war. Because of the relationship between the little fat man and the prince, they supported this Zhao Wuyan either explicitly or secretly. It was precisely because of their support that Han Feiguan did not dare to be too arrogant. In this way, five years passed.

The old palace master of the Heavenly Demon Palace died the year before last due to old age and decay, and Ma Chang succeeded him as the new palace master. After Ma Chang succeeded him, he did not have any battles with the martial arts faction. They lurk in the Western Regions, and in the past few years, their power has grown the most rapidly.

Hearing Ma Chang, the little fat man not only remembered this big brother, but also Uncle Liu Hongzhe, and Zheng Tieniu, who learned the art of cultivating immortals from Brother Ma. I don't know how my brother has cultivated in the past few years. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of the little fat man's mouth.

"Hai Rou, the front door master of the Jade Girl Gate, has now regained the position of palace master. ”

Song Dayou's seemingly unintentional words were as if a thousand catties of boulders hit the little fat man's heart. The little fat man suddenly remembered this beautiful woman who had a night of love with him.

"Dayou, what's going on with the Jade Girl Gate?"

Song Dayou glanced at the little fat man, and felt very strange that he eagerly wanted to know the inside story of the Jade Girl Gate. However, Song Dayou still told the truth. It turned out that after Hai Rou disappeared for a while, she actually returned to the Jade Girl Gate with the previous old master. Before, the people of the Jade Girl Gate thought that the old master was dead, but they didn't expect that she just found a place to live in seclusion.

After the old master came back, he exposed Song Qian's conspiracy in public, and spent his cultivation and was imprisoned in the Jade Girl Gate. Then, with the support of the old master, Hai Rou regained her position as the master. After that, the Jade Girl Gate suddenly announced that she would temporarily retire from the martial arts and no longer deal with people in the rivers and lakes for the time being. In the past few years, they have been fine.

The little fat man was relieved to hear that Hai Rou had successfully taken his own seat. Although he still wants to know a lot now, his heart is a little tired. said to Song Dayou: "Dayou, help me out for a walk, I want to see the manor that I haven't seen for five years." ”