Time passes by, and the past is like passing clouds.

The God of Sword Pulls the Soulless into his dream,

Sleeping in the Nine Xiao, the remaining dreams are gone without traces, and the dreams are gone for thousands of years. The clouds are flying ashes. Today, there is wine. Now, you are drunk and leaning against the knife and smiling at the red dust.

Wu Soul's blinking for thousands of years, he returned to the Middle Ages, opened his eyes and was reflected in Wu Soul's eyes.

It was early spring, with green pines and cypresses on the mountain, birds singing and flowers blooming.

A girl's silver bell-like laughter came. A girl of eight or nine years old hurriedly ran past Wuhun, and an eleven or two-year-old boy passed through Wuhun's body, shouting in sweat: "Roumei, Roumei, stop running, okay, I can't run!"

A crisp laughter came from the front, "No, no, Brother Yu, hurry up and chase me, run..."

Wuhun Yanqing looked at the child's disappearing back with a smile, feeling a little moved. She hadn't felt this innocent smile for a long time, Wuhun rubbed his scalp and thought.

Speaking of which, the boy just now looked a bit like the guy from the Knife God. It was probably when he was young. Seeing the Knife God speaks this, he was very sad. I really don’t know what will happen next. It’s really exciting!

The annual rings of time are moving. After four years, it is still the same hill. However, the scenery around it has changed drastically. Spring has gone and autumn has come. I don’t know how many reincarnations have passed. The autumn wind on the mountain is bleak, and dead leaves fall, turning into butterflies into cocoons to accumulate the vitality of spring, preparing to accumulate thinness and turn into dazzling fireworks.

The bleak moonlight shines on the depressed mountains, with indescribable desolation. With the faint moonlight, there are two figures on the hillside now, and they are snuggling together.

The man was the little boy he used to be. His figure was tall and his eyes were like stars. He didn't want to move away when he saw him. His face was cut like a knife and an axe, showing his firmness.

Although he is only sixteen years old, after ten years of time, he has long lost his former immatureness, and his eyebrows have added a bit of heroic spirit.

The woman looks sweet and cute, tall, and her pretty face is covered with sorrow.

The man's low voice broke the quiet night, "Yourou, have you... decided? You really follow that female Taoist nun. No matter what decision you make, I will support you. I won't blame you. If you want to blame, I can only blame myself...!"

The man looked at Yourou with a smile, although he was a bit far-fetched.

Yourou sighed: "Brother Ayu, why would I blame you? If you want to blame, I can only blame me for being poisonous. Master has the kindness of saving me and knowing me! Yourou went there this time just to repay her kindness, and it won't be too long for the time! Brother Ayu, please wait for me to come back!"

Ayu nodded, "Well, Rou'er, I'm willing to wait no matter how long it takes. Rou'er actually...I think...I'll join the army after you leave. After all, I can't be too bad than you. I'll just swear to protect you for the rest of my life!"

Yourou looked shy: "Well, I believe Brother Ayu, you will definitely become a strong man. Why don't we make an agreement? Five years later, let's compare and see whoever has the best achievements will win, and whoever has to agree to a condition!"

Ayu looked at Yourou, gently stroked her forehead, and said, "At that time, I will definitely pass by you. Don't cry if you defeat you!"

Yourou chuckled and said, "Hmph, it's not certain who wins! I won't be so unreliable!" The two of them laughed at nothing, wanting to get rid of this awkward atmosphere.

For a moment, the two of them had no topics and were silent for a long time. Ayu stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "Yourou, it's getting late, you... you are leaving tomorrow afternoon, go back early to rest!"

Yourou lowered her pink face and responded softly, and the two said "good night" to each other, running against each other.

The two walked very slowly and didn't turn around. They were afraid that they could not help but try to keep each other, and they looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

I don’t know when I parted in the past and the past.

When we meet, we are crying and we are only hurt by the lovesickness several times. How can we break up with you? We will not let you fall in love with you in life and death. It is better not to see each other than to see each other. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to stop. The heart is like a double silk mesh, with thousands of knots in it.

Ayu's resolute back left a mark on Wuhun's heart.

Ayu seemed to have thousands of words in his heart, but he didn't know where to start, so he hated him! Ayu whistled up to the sky.

This year he watched his beloved woman slip through his fingers, and the two of them were separated from each other.

This year he was in great pain as he watched her being killed by bandits because of her parents.

This year, because he did not have strong strength, he watched her forcibly accepting disciples.

I hate him, he hates himself, and even more hates the blinded heaven...

The next afternoon, a group of ragged villagers at the entrance of the village were surrounding a woman, as if she was seeing her off, and the woman was Yourou.

Next to her was an old Taoist nun with a peaceful face and fairy-like appearance.

The villagers talked: "Rou's baby is so rich. If you can worship this fairy as your teacher, your future will be limitless! Yes, yes..."

While dealing with the villagers, Yourou looked around the crowd, and there was no familiar figure in the crowd.

Yourou couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "Is he really not here?"

The old Taoist touched Yourou's arm and whispered: "Rou'er, it's time to leave."

Yourou came back to her senses and quickly whispered: "Okay, Master, let's go!"

Yourou said goodbye to everyone and looked back every three steps. How she hoped she could see the familiar figure in the crowd in the end!

Even if it was just a glance, it was a pity that he... had never appeared.

The old Taoist nun couldn't help but shook her head and sighed, and then sang:

"A fool, the vast blue sky, the vast world, whose poems and whose lyrics, whose songs and whose love are.

Singing, it seems like the lovesickness of another world. Everyone knows that life is illusory, but they can't help but become obsessed with it. They don't know how to get lost, just because of a certain year and a certain day... Alas

Disciple, stop watching, the world is bitter, sand, tears, joy, and sorrow. You don’t have to think about it anymore. You and that boy are not the same person after all. With your qualifications, you must be the phoenix among people. He is a country boy, you will not be together, go!"

Yourou looked at the villages and vast mountains at the foot of the mountain with tears blurred eyes, "Farewell, Brother Ayu, goodbye, green mountains and clear water!"

Then he shook his head and disappeared among the mountains...

On a mountain, Ayu looked at the departure Yourou, sighed, took firm steps, and resolutely left his hometown and began a new page in his life...

The picture changes, and a forest appears in front of the soulless eyes.

There were loud fighting sounds in the forest. A man was covered in blood, dancing with a long sword in his forehand to fight with a group of wolves. The scenes were frequent, including men fighting, men practicing, and men seeking treasures...

Five years later, a man with a sword on his back, shaped like a savage and a long shawl walked out of the deep mountains, roared to the sky, stood on the top of the mountain, and looked into the distance. All living beings were in their eyes, with a momentum that was as powerful as the world.

After five years of hard practice, the man has developed a skill with beasts day and night. Now he is a master in the early stage of the Rules Realm. This person is Ayu who has disappeared for a long time.

Today is the day to meet Yourou...

As the stars shifted, Wuhun appeared to be sitting in the hall of a Taoist temple.

There was a storm of cigarettes around, and a Taoist nun was talking to Ayu. The Taoist nun politely said: "Senior Sister Yourou is in seclusion, and it is not convenient to see guests! Please come back by donor Yu!"

Ayu was angry and said this for three months, "Is it possible for Yourou..., it's impossible!"

Thinking of this, Ayu felt a severe pain in his heart, as heavy as a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

"No", Ayu believes that his Youru will not change.

He said furiously: "Do you think I am an idiot? I have been in seclusion for three months, is it possible! You guys quickly hand over the person, otherwise, hum!"

Ayu was about to take action, and with a soft shout, he heard from outside the hall, and someone came into the old Taoist nun.

"Who is making noise here? Oh, it turns out it was you, what are you here?" the old Taoist nun asked in a bad manner.

Ayu said respectfully: "Senior, I'll come to find Yourou!"

The old Taoist interrupted Ayu and said, "Boy, I know your thoughts, but I advise you to die! Yourou is now attracted by Tao Ziruotao Master of Luojian Sect. Don't ruin our Yourou's future. Humph, why are you comparing to Tao Shao? If you have no family background and no strength... Oh, you are still a little talented, but you can't compare to Tao Shao...! Don't blame me for being unkind, this is three thousand taels of gold and some elixirs. Go away, Yourou, I won't let you see Yourou, she no longer likes you!"

The old Taoist nun left her things, and didn't even look at Ayu, and left.

Ayu stood there in a daze, floated away three days later, and the things on the ground didn't move at all.

The picture was broken and I returned to that valley.
Chapter completed!