Ye Wuchou's face changed, and a blood-colored rainbow suddenly hung in the air. Yun Zhongge turned his head and saw a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face, but he hid very well, without any trace, and to outsiders, he could not notice any changes in his.

The simple but gorgeous appearance gives the red blood and remnant clouds a breathtaking beauty. It bursts with dazzling light excitedly, and the gold iron sobbs, expressing its excitement with the usual desolation of this sword.

In response to this, the Yuanshu Star Mirror is radiant and bright, not far behind. The entire space is filled with the momentum of the two beings crushed each other.

The magic sword has spirits, and Ye Wuchou, as the person close to it, can feel a tiny and blurred unformed spirituality pounding.

It was like a curious little life. The soft part in Ye Wuchou's heart was touched, and he showed a warm smile.

Huo Jie is no different from Ye Wuqiu at this moment. The most wonderful and kind thing worthy of giving is pregnancy and rebirth! Because this is not only a great testimony, but also a sunbathing baptism of his own soul.

Perhaps, what we have given to this world uninterruptedly since the fetal period is equal to the breastfeeding and care of this world. Our existence itself is an invisible purification of external things, and we do not even need to deliberately create anything. Let it go naturally, and we are suitable for everything.

History often draws all things in it in the posture of a bystander, happy, lonely, excited, mutually sympathetic, and other mixed feelings, so that in the long years of wind and rain in the future, whenever Ye Wuqiu thinks about this, Ye Wuqiu will think of the original intention and dream of his youth!

At least, his life, which is a palette of color, is therefore painted with an indescribable rainbow, rather than ending in pale and gloomy.

Ye Wuchou and Huo Jie looked at each other and laughed. The scepter and the magic sword were raised high by them, and they fought and sang. The sun was flowing, the breeze was gentle, and the dazzling light reflected into the eyes of the two boys. They half-closed their eyes and looked up at Cangming. The world of grudges, we are here!

Yun Zhongge looked at the red blood and remnant cloud thoughtfully, but then he was infected by the youthful vitality and passion of the young man in front of him. He seemed to have seen his youth, saw what kind of longing and yearning he had for exploring the world, and saw his unwillingness to make progress in the world and his attitude of not willing to be a dull life. What kind of beauty and nostalgia was that!

Song in the clouds smiled with sadness.

Taolishan Villa has a considerable efficiency. The large loading truck that has been confiscated for many days has been placed in front of everyone again. Although no one knows what is in the transport box, the difference between it and before with the naked eye, except for the extra books with a few cabinets.

She was ready to stop, and it was time to say goodbye. Yun Xiaochan, a girl who looked like a little white flower, cried into tears. She buried her head in Yun Zhongge's arms and kept sobbing. Yun Zhongge caressed her daughter's back lovingly, comforted her, and kept telling her.

Everyone knows that when they part at this time, they don’t know when they will reunite. They step into the vast land and it is difficult to control themselves. It is not something they can come back after they come back.

The big men in the Zhuangzi gathered at Zhuangkou to practice for the group. Yun Xiaochan had a very good relationship with everyone, so when he heard that this smart girl was about to travel far away, these elders came to see her farewell.

The wind in the valley gradually swayed, and Yun Xiaochan stopped crying. Yun Zhongge looked up at the sky and waved his hand.

"Master Yun Zhuang! Goodbye!" Ye Wuchou, Huo Jie stood up like a rafter and clasped his fists.

Yun Zhongge calmly looked at the back of the convoy moving towards the distance, and then looked in one direction. There, a young man was tearful eyes, and he half leaned against the door frame, covering the convoy with endless sadness and loss. His heart was bleeding, and he fell to the ground as if he had lost the powerful force of beating.

But he had no hatred, and he had no way to hate him, even if he felt that his life had faded with the departure of his favorite. He felt a deep helplessness, a supreme emotion that even his soul was trembling. He was Su Ming.

"Oh." Yun Zhongge shook his head secretly and sighed with helpless anger.

That night, the moon was bright and bright. He sang in the clouds and walked in the forest. He walked aimlessly, thinking about some things during the day.

"My friend Wuqiu's sword is not a thing in this world." Yun Zhongge said in his heart: "What does this mean? The master of this world allows the existence of so many foreign things? Will the so-called cause and condition be broken? If this will still maintain the integrity of the rules, then wouldn't it mean that there are higher gods who maintain the unity of the universe above the master of this world?"

In the midst of lightning, his subtle inspiration that lingers in his heart during the day turned into problems and came into his heart.

"I think I can overlook the veins and veins of the world beyond the world. But who would have thought that there is something like me who is not in this world. The texture that was originally clearly visible is now messed up in a mess."

This is like the Byzantine Kelka small city gate. In one minute of Grouch, the ripples caused by small stones triggered mountain torrents. The vast worldly pattern became blurred only by a weak breath on a sword.

"The puppet master of this world is probably difficult to do. The silk thread is mixed in a mess. The will given by the puppet wants to raise his hands but step on his feet, and wants to be sad but laugh long. What's so great!" Yun Zhongge sighed a little. He seemed to feel a great foreshadowing, but he couldn't say it. He didn't know what this potential foreshadowing represents, so he felt a little awe of mystery in his heart. Randomly, he changed his mind and said with great enthusiasm: "For thousands of years, I have never heard of this sword in existence. How did you get this sword without hatred?"

Thinking of this, his steps had moved deep into the forest. He looked at the swaying trees around him and vaguely remembered a clear stream ahead. The reason why he had an impression of this place was very simple. Yun Xiaochan often came here to play. Over time, Yun Zhongge often came here for a walk.

The crickets played a concerto on the summer night in the grass, and the evening breeze passed through the forest to bring a hint of coolness. The casual song in the clouds suddenly felt someone in front of him, and he let out a light voice and walked over.

A lonely figure curled up under the roots of the tree, and in front of him was the rippling stream of moonlight.

The enamel jar was placed beside him, and he sighed and picked it up from time to time and took it hard. The spicy taste made the young man who was drinking for the first time choke out tears.

"A new moon is hooked thousands of miles away, and we forget each other forever in the world." Yun Zhongge walked out: "My friend Su Ming, if you want to forget someone, you might as well go to the world to go to the world."

Su Ming was shocked and stood up: "Uncle Yun, why are you here?"

"Lovesickness is bitter, and feelings are unreasonable. If you really have the intention to forget Xiaochan, I promise you can leave Taoli Mountain Villa and travel to the rivers and lakes." Yun Zhongge said.

"How did Uncle Yun know what I think?" Su Ming's spicy mouth was not fading, and his eyes were red.

"If you don't have this intention, why don't you go with them? But Su Ming, don't agree with me in disguise that you feel uncomfortable forgetting Xiaochan. This is not a sign of my dislike of loving you." Yun Zhongge sighed and said, "Some things are unforgivable. If you try your best to keep them, you will only harm others and yourself."

Su Ming seemed to be poked into the middle, and tears poured like rain in an instant. His last strength was removed from disguise by Yun Zhongge's words, and he cried silently fragilely.

Although Su Ming was just a young man with a tender tenderness that looked young, and had nowhere to rest, the night of lightning and thunder turned upside down and rebirth, only the parties involved knew how to treat it with a serious mood. This was the final persistence of pure feelings that ignored the consequences and the ordinary!

"Su Ming, remember that you will still have a long way to go in the future and have a lot to do. When your experience has settled enough, no matter whether you have warmth to Xiaochan in your heart, I believe that everyone will be happy in the final ending."
Chapter completed!