After the meal, Luo's mother got up and went into the back room to clean up Luotian's things, and Luo's father sat on the rocking chair, smoking a dry cigarette and looking out of the courtyard.

He washed the dishes silently, swept the front and back, and longed to wash all the bricks and tiles to express his nostalgia.

After a while, Luo's mother walked out, with tears in her eyes, and she looked like she had cried, and handed her bulging backpack to Luotian.

"Tian'er, my mother doesn't know much about the truth, I just hope to be more careful when I go out, don't do risky things if I can, don't do it, ensure my own safety, don't be cold, eat more, work hard, and..."

"Okay, the woman is a woman! This thing is a good thing, how it seems to be done!" the father next to him interrupted sternly, without twisting his head, to see the mother and son.

Luo's mother was already sad, and when she was said like this, she couldn't help but cry, turned around and went into the back room to hide.

"Daddy, you—" "Alright, boy, what did Daddy teach you before? What should a man do? Time is running out! As soon as Luo Tian wanted to say something, he was choked by Luo Tian's crackling reprimand.

He knew that the time was almost up, and it was time to go, so he lowered his head and slowly walked out of the courtyard, and was about to go out of the door, when he looked back at his father.

I found that my father didn't know when, his head twisted inside, sighed, put down the package, and "plop!"

"The child is not filial! Let the child leave temporarily, wait for the elixir of life, return immediately, and continue the filial piety! If this oath is violated! Heaven will not tolerate it!" The voice was loud, solemn and serious, and he finished word by word.

His eyes were ruddy, and he held back his tears in the sky, and he swallowed three heads, each time heavier than the other, and the dirt was already deeply pitted.

I don't know what the future holds, I don't know if I can find it, and I don't know if I will regret my choice.

All thoughts turned into a tear, falling to the ground and seeping into the soil.

Luotian closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, quickly stood up, carried his burden, stomped his feet, turned around and grabbed the door.

It's just that he didn't see that at this time, the two elders were snuggling up to each other, standing at the door of the hall, the old tears were all over the place, and although the people were gone, the tears were still flowing.

"Old man, we'll see Tian'er again!, right?" said the Fallen Mother, sobbing. Luo's father patted his wife on the back, sighed and said, "Yes, yes! We have to believe in Tian'er!"

Such scenes were staged in Zhu Lele's house, Gao Xiucai's house, and Zhang Dishu's house, expressing nostalgia in their way.

Zhu Lele was fat and could eat, so he ate one meal as ten meals, and was driven out by his family laughing and scolding.

Gao Xiucai, polite, a little talkative, he was talking for an hour, and the original sad atmosphere was annoying without a trace.

Zhang Dishu is also a poor man, his parents died early, and there was a blind grandmother at home, and three cows, two big and one small, except for grandma, the closest is the cow, in addition to taking care of grandma, he held the calf and cried for a long time.

I am determined to find a cure for my eye disease when I go out, cure my grandmother, and then live a happy life with my cow.

However, in the village chief's house, Hua Hong sat side by side with his grandfather, calm and peaceful, without a sad look.

"Grandpa, what are you looking for? It's been five hundred years since our Hua family came here, and my father and mother have gone back, what are you still insisting on? And is the change in Brother Luotian related to you? Is that the butterfly killing faction you found?" Hua Hong was unhurried, and said all the questions in her heart, without a little emotional fluctuation between the words, as if such a conversation had appeared thousands of times.

"Hong'er, grandpa is looking for something about the rise of our Hua family, and grandpa already has some eyebrows, and grandpa is still investigating the change of the falling boy, so he called the butterfly killing faction, so Hong'er ......" The vicissitudes of life were words, and he wanted to stop talking.

Habitually following his beard, squinting his eyes, shrewd, overflowing, and covering his whole body with a mysterious aura, he was diametrically opposed to the honest and amiable village chief who appeared in Luotian Village.

"Huh?" Hua Hong was stunned and looked at her grandfather suspiciously.

"Do you want our Hua family to last forever and stand tall?" he said with a smile as he looked at Hua Hong. Hand touching Hua Hong's head.

"Of course I do!" replied Hua Hong, of course.

"Well, well, even if you sacrifice something, right?" he smiled even more, continuing to seduce.

This time the bonus hesitated, and the face of the falling sky first appeared in his mind, and he hesitated for a while, looking at his grandfather pitifully.

"Hahaha, let's go, grandpa is joking with you!" The kind face appeared, and the smile was even bigger.

Hua Hong heard her grandfather say this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, facing this person, it was like a big mountain, although she smiled, she still couldn't help but make people tremble.

In the cold and sharp eyes that reveal it, no one knows what kind of soul is hidden in the old body.

"Grandpa, I'll go first. Bonus respectfully retreated to the door, bowed her head, and turned to leave.

The decisive and capable side is vividly displayed, as if the well-behaved and cute around the falling sky are fake.

After seeing Hua Hong leave, the hunchbacked old man suddenly straightened his back, his height suddenly pulled up, his beard rose without wind, and even the tables and chairs around him began to shake, like a shivering puppy, afraid of the old man.

The domineering spirit was undoubtedly displayed, the strength turned to weakness, and slowly the old man bent down again, the tables and chairs stopped shaking, the breath disappeared, and everything happened quickly, as if it had never appeared.

"Hong'er, grandpa just wants to protect you, and when you grow up, you'll understand... Alas!" muttered the old man, thinking of the previous reaction to the bonus, a little melancholy, and slowly walked out of the room and headed for the square.

This breath disappeared in a flash, but it alarmed the three people of the Butterfly Killing Faction, Wu Dalian didn't dare to open his eyes, not to mention the other two, and his legs began to tremble.

I don't have any other thoughts in my heart, I just want to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, and as soon as I make friends, I take the spirit stone, and bury this memory deep in my heart.

On the other hand, after going out, Luotian tried to adjust himself, and he clearly understood that he would face too many unknowns next.

Thinking about it, I have come to the square unconsciously, there are many fewer people than before, and when I see the fat people, they are already in the square, and their expressions are not much better than their own.

Walked up quickly, "Brother Tian." "Brother Tian. Simply said hello, and didn't say much, at this time, the five people were not in the mood to talk about anything, and waited silently.

Wu Da woke up as soon as he appeared in Luotian, looked at the five people who were down, didn't stop much, got up and said to the village chief next to him: "Old man, then we'll take people away." The tone was casual, arrogant and arrogant, just an old man, and Wu Da didn't pay attention to it.

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the five people in the falling sky, ignoring the village chief, and the two behind glanced at the village chief, sneered, and followed Wuda.

If they knew that the breath was emitted by the hunchbacked shabby old man in front of them, it is estimated that they would not dare to do so for a thousand dares, and they would have already knelt on the ground and called their ancestors.

Maybe the timing was not right, or for some reason, the village chief didn't do much, but nodded his head, extremely humble, and no one could see what a powerful character this was.

In the crowd, Hua Bonus took a deep look at Grandpa and turned her head away. This scene was seen by Luo Tian, and frowned, today this little girl is a little abnormal, secretly said, usually very aggressive, still a girl at heart, relatively weak, when she goes to the Immortal Cultivation Sect, take good care of her, don't be bullied.

Two childhood sweethearts.

"The hour has come, let's go, the sword trick is up!" Wu Da said with a cold face, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

After speaking, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword on his waist suddenly flew out, and a sword flower turned into the air, which was placed horizontally in front of Wuda.

The two of them stepped back and made the same movement, their swords lying horizontally in front of them.

The sword finger changed, and the word "big!" landed, and the three-foot Qingfeng rose bigger and bigger, rising to the size of the door panel, and stopped.

There was an uproar all around, staring at the beads of his eyes and looking in, trying to see this divine weapon clearly.

I watched the falling sky with envy, and said secretly, it's really amazing, when will I have a trick, how majestic it should be.

Not only did he think so, but the next few people began to be obscene, and their expectations for the future offset a lot of sadness.

"Come on!" Wu Da strode and stood at the tip of the sword and said lightly.

The three swords are controlled by three people, and five people choose, Luo Tian stood behind Wuda without thinking about it, in his opinion, it is always right to follow the leader.

Hua Bonus was naturally noisy to be with Luotian, so it was natural to stand next to him, leaving three people, the short man and the pole together, and the fat man alone, which made the fat man angry for a while.

But there is no way, whoever makes the fat man too wide, the short man and the pole, are afraid of being squeezed down.

The composition is good, everyone stands still, the sword with the big door panel is under the control, slowly rising, and the villagers are looking at the five people, with blessed expressions on their faces, because this is the hope and future of Luoxing Village.