The two have spent a hundred years together.
When Xie Ziyou once again had a premonition that he was about to leave, he no longer had any regrets.
Over the past hundred years, he and Guan Heng have traveled to every corner of the mainland, walked across rivers, lakes, watched the sun, moon and stars, tasted every kind of delicacy that can be named or not, and enjoyed the sunshine and spring flowers , Winter snow. Guan Heng has also become a well-known hands-off shopkeeper-style dean, but he doesn't have the slightest intention to take advantage of it. Every student he accepts sincerely respects and loves them both.
The time to leave came very hastily, Xie Ziyou couldn't even say goodbye to Guan Heng face-to-face - but then again, he couldn't bear to say goodbye face-to-face, and only left a letter to Guan Heng in a hurry.
After returning to the hospital, Guan Heng failed to find his lover, the candlelight was dim and the breeze was gentle, but the figure engraved into his soul disappeared.
He found a thin sheet of paper from the table, which simply but affectionately wrote: I love you, I'm sorry.
No signature, just two or three tears-soaked folds.
"Fool," Guan Heng murmured with drooping brows and a bitter smile, "how could I blame you."
The still handsome young man still smiled gently.
Only when he gently put down the letter, his eyes blurred.
Just at this moment, a golden light flashed in his palm, and a low humming like cold wind and thunder came from his ears. Amidst the noise, Guan Heng heard a long sigh, as if traveling across time and space, traveling through light years.
"Want to know where he is?" the voice asked. "Want to follow in his footsteps?"
Guan Heng's heart trembled slightly, and his thin lips parted slightly.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I won't do anything against you." The voice didn't mean it, although the tone was deliberately suppressed, but there was a hint of excitement, "You just need to tell me if you are willing to give up everything you have, even once Memories of falling in love, going to unknown time and space, looking for a possibility to embrace again?"
It's just a question.
There was sparkle in Guan Heng's eyes, he raised his head slightly, and looked at the sky. The sky is dark, the galaxy is on the line, and the lights of thousands of families are flooding the mountain city one after another. This is the warmest dream of every ordinary person.
The wind lifted Guan Heng's loose hair, and he paused, "I am willing."
…
Xie Ziyou entered the system space, seeing the light and shadow of System 011 that he hadn't seen for a long time, his first reaction was to cry.
The system quietly accompanied him until Xie Ziyou finally lifted his head from the sobs and wiped away his tears after a long time, then it said softly, "Youyou?"
Xie Ziyou nodded, and said in a hoarse voice, "I understand."
The system is very distressed.
With Xie Ziyou's current state, it is obviously not suitable for him to immediately devote himself to the next task, but recuperating in the system space also requires points. Although it is not expensive, Xie Ziyou is currently poor and white, and there is no delay at all.
With a flash of white light, a new task appeared in front of Xie Ziyou.
In Xuanling Continent, the strong are respected.
The protagonist Xie Heng was born with a glazed sword bone, and he was enlightened before he entered the mystery. All the swordsmanship in the world fell into his eyes, and he could easily master it in just a moment, and he could improve on the loopholes in the swordsmanship. In other words, he is the proud son of heaven who was born for the sword.
He was born in a prominent family with a swordsmanship family. This family is famous for a book of the ninth-grade swordsmanship "Grand God Slash" handed down from generation to generation, but the swordsmanship is too mysterious, and the family heirs in modern times can only cultivate to the seventh level at most. There is absolutely nothing that can be done about the eighth, ninth, or even above the ninth floor.
Xie Heng showed his sharpness when he was very young, showing extraordinary and refined swordsmanship, and he was in the limelight for a while. Everyone admitted that he would be the person closest to his ancestors in the Xie family for thousands of years, and he was the most likely to complete the complete "" **God Slash".
But Xie Yushen, the Patriarch of the Xie family, was not happy.
Because Xie Heng is not actually his son.
Many years ago, when he was out for a living, he rescued a beautiful woman beside a stream in the wilderness. The woman was nine months pregnant, but she was still elegant and exquisite, with skin like snow.
After the woman opened her eyes in a daze and asked "Who am I and where am I", Xie Yushen saw her amnesia, became obsessed with sex for a while, lied that she was her husband, and rescued her back home.
He had fantasized about sharing the bed with a beauty and kissing her, but he didn't expect to even touch the beauty's delicate body—only a few days later, the woman gave birth prematurely, leaving behind a crying baby boy, who later became ill. It didn't take long before he swallowed his breath.
Xie Yushen who claimed to family members "this is my wife": "..."
There is no way, the dumb eats coptis, so he has no choice but to accept this man reluctantly.
If Xie Heng's qualifications are bad and his character is mean, that's fine. Xie Yushen felt that the Xie family had a great career and could afford to support an idler.
But as Xie Heng grew up day by day, he became a young man as bright as a jade tree, showing a talent and bearing that was completely different from Xie Yushen's parents and children. His whole body was like a small luminous body.
Xie Heng's existence reminds him all the time: the beauty he never forgets and dreams of should belong to such a man.
Not only can he, Xie Yushen, fail to be a successor, but he also has to help someone raise his son.
Coupled with the fact that Xuxian's wife, Wang Yun, blows pillow wind every day, Xie Yushen was finally persuaded by him, so on the day Xie Heng came of age, he was drugged to stun him, ruthlessly stripped off the glazed sword bone, and threw the disabled protagonist away. Down the cliff.
As for Xie Ziyou, he needs to act as Xie Yushen's parent and son.
That is to say, after getting the protagonist's glazed sword bone, his cultivation base soared for a while, but he was still no match for the protagonist's template. After many years, he was killed and came to the door.
Looking at the system screen in front of him, Xie Ziyou frowned slightly.
He doesn't like this kind of anti-moral villain plot.
As I said before, there are many types of villains, not all of them are evil people, but anyone who has a different stand from the protagonist can be called a villain.
When Xie Ziyou completed the villain mission for the first time, he was unlucky and encountered a demon who did all kinds of crimes. That mission disgusted him enough, and he rested in the system space for three months before he could finally recover.
Therefore, after earning the first pot of gold in the first world, Xie Ziyou embarked on the road of no return by spending points to refresh the task. It only takes 20 points to refresh the task. In the past, he could even spend 400 points to refresh, just to find a task he likes.
But now...
The impoverished Xie Ziyou sniffled and clicked [Confirm] unwillingly.
The whirlwind suddenly rose, and the colorless vortex rolled up the air waves soaring into the sky, drowning the figures of one person and one system.
…
The sky was dark and the shadows of candles were faint.
Before he opened his eyes, Xie Ziyou was choked by the pungent smell. He covered his mouth and coughed in a low voice, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his glasses calmly.
In front of him was a river of blood.
The scarlet blood dyed the marble steps red, and when one stepped down, there was a blood vortex. The blood flowed like a stream, winding along the gaps in the stone bricks, leaving a series of twisted marks like earthworms.
Not far away was a half-meter-wide bloodstain, as if someone had been lying there and had his stomach disemboweled, and then he was dragged out of the door by his ankles.
The sword that was cut like mud fell in front of the stone steps, and the sharp edge of the sword was stained with the master's blood, showing a dull luster.
Xie Ziyou: Damn it.
He hadn't seen such a bloody scene for many years, his mind went blank for a moment, his chest twitched, he covered his mouth and retched.
"Your!"
A tender and joyful call came from not far behind, Xie Ziyou's back stiffened, he tried to swallow the nausea back into his stomach, pulled the corners of his mouth, and then turned around—
Against a bloody white bone.
The woman in front of her wore pearls on her head, her hair was shiny, her eyebrows were charming, she was wearing a light pink long skirt with narrow waist and sleeves, but the skirt and cuffs were stained with dark red blood, which was dried by the wind and shone faintly.
Her fingertips were painted with bright red Kodan, and her green fingers were twisting the bone, and the corners of her mouth were raised, revealing a greedy smile.
"Your," the woman handed the bone to Xie Ziyou again, and with a faint smile, called, "Your wish, mother will help you come true."
"That bastard is already dead and can't die anymore. From today on, you are the most qualified genius of the Xie family!"
Xie Ziyou: "..."
I feel sick.
Although the strong impact of the scene made people very uncomfortable, it overwhelmed Xie Ziyou's yearning and reluctance for Guan Heng for a while. He adjusted his work mentality, gritted his teeth, and reached out tremblingly to take it from the woman's hand. bone.
"Thank you... thank you, mother."
Xie Ziyou's voice trembled.
But the woman thought he was overjoyed, her smile became sweeter, she wrapped her bloodstained hands around the back of Xie Ziyou's head, hugged the boy in her arms, and said softly, "My dear boy."
Xie Ziyou: "..."
Change, state, ah!
…
There is a river at the bottom of the cliff, and the river flows unhurriedly, crossing the valley and flowing towards the distant mouth of the sea.
The bloody and bruised boy was heaving and falling in the water, barely holding on to a piece of driftwood. Every time the river surface rose and fell, he felt heart-piercing pain in his body.
No, can't die here...
Xie Heng held his breath tightly, the vertical and horizontal thorns on the driftwood pierced his palm, but he didn't notice it.
Until the wound was soaked white by the river water, the young man was drowsy, and when he was almost at his limit, he finally saw the flat river bank.
There was a vague figure by the river, who seemed to be soaking clothes, and saw Xie Heng from a distance, the slender figure threw the wooden basin in his hand, and exclaimed: "Come on, someone fell into the water—"
don't run...
Xie Heng thought dazedly, when you find someone to come back, am I still not finished playing
All fairy gods and Buddha aunts, do a good job and save people—